Chapter 362: Chapter 362: Bringing Their Names Back Home
Chapter 362: Bringing Their Names Back Home
In the East Blue, today was destined to be an extremely lively day. With the conclusion of the war between the emperors in the New World, the new wanted posters for the Straw Hat crew had also quickly spread to every corner of the world.
At this level, people’s views on the Straw Hat crew’s bounties were completely different from before. The original intention of issuing bounties on pirates was to incite the lower classes to crack down on criminals from all sides, such as bounty hunters, civilians, or even pirates fighting among themselves for fame.
But when a bounty was high enough, no one would bother these pirates for money. After all, a person with the strength to kill a pirate with a 3 billion Berri bounty had plenty of lower-risk ways to earn 3 billion Berries, and such people mostly did not have a high pursuit of money.
For these high-bounty criminals, who could be counted on one hand in the entire sea, people had a different attitude.
In Reiner’s words, these people were the so-called...
—Gossipmongers.
"—Eh! What are you guys doing? Stop it, you idiots!"
In the backyard of the Isshin Dojo in Shimotsuki Village, a few trees leaned against the surrounding wall. Birds hopped among the green shade, watching the children in neat rows of dojo uniforms on the open ground, working up a sweat.
Just then, an exasperated roar interrupted the shouts of training.
Looking at the students before him, each with a wooden sword in their mouth imitating the Three-Sword Style, a vein popped on Koshiro’s forehead, and he was filled with anger.
"But sensei, the swordsman Roronoa uses the Three-Sword Style,"
a sweaty student said while swinging his sword.
The student beside him, also sweating profusely, chimed in:
"Exactly! Just you wait, sensei. Soon, I’ll also be a pirate as strong as him."
"You... you guys!"
Koshiro couldn’t help but clench his fists.
Directly in front of the students, on the wall, was a newly issued wanted poster. In the photo, a green-haired samurai with three golden earrings, a stern expression, and using the Three-Sword Style had become the figure of faith that inspired them to train hard.
Swordsman Roronoa Zoro, Bounty—1,711,000,000 Berries!
And on the other side of these students, under a tree in a corner, a few others had formed a small group and broken away. Their hands were wrapped in white bandages, and they were in a horse stance, punching a tree trunk.
"To become strong, you must learn from the world’s strongest! From today on, I will abandon the sword and learn the fist!"
Bang!
"Hah!"
Bang!
"Hah!"
The crown of the tree trembled slightly, and from time to time, a few dark green leaves would fall. And hanging high on the tree trunk was also the wanted poster of a great pirate who had also come from the East Blue. In the battlefield, his blond hair was wild and flying, leaving behind a strong, sturdy back and a cold profile.
Necro-Lord, Black Snake Reiner, Bounty—4,200,000,000 Berries!
It’s over. They’re completely hopeless.
Koshiro held his forehead, his face a mix of despair and helplessness.
In Syrup Village, the coast was surrounded by high cliffs. A long, sloping path passed through a forest and led all the way into the village. Small green hills each had a private house built on them, with smoke curling from the chimneys, making one feel a sense of peace and tranquility.
On the well-trodden dirt path, three small figures, holding wanted posters, ran quickly towards a pure and quiet blond young lady.
"Kaya!"
"Miss Kaya!"
"Be careful, you three."
Seeing the three carrot-heads arrive before her, Kaya, who was holding a medical kit and preparing to go to the town’s health clinic, smiled faintly:
"Good morning. You’re so happy. Something good must have happened."
"G-good... morning..."
The three carrot-heads bent over, panting, their hands on their knees. Without even looking up, they hurriedly handed the wanted poster to Kaya.
"Quick, look... look at this!"
"Is it Usopp?"
Kaya seemed to have already guessed what they were asking. She smiled faintly, her two eyes narrowing like a crescent moon as she took the wanted poster. As expected, it was just as she had thought.
Sogeking, Usopp, Bounty—600,000,000 Berries.
"Captain Usopp’s bounty has gone up again!"
"Although it’s not much, he must have experienced a very dangerous and fierce battle!"
"The important thing is the title! The title is the important thing! Sogeking! Captain Usopp finally has his own title!"
The three carrot-heads were full of excitement, waving their hands and gesturing.
"Yes. I wonder what kind of exciting adventures Usopp has experienced."
I really want to wait for him to come back and share them with me, Kaya thought with a faint smile and anticipation.
On a mackerel-shaped cruise ship, drifting with the waves on the sea, it was bustling with people.
The sea restaurant, Baratie.
"Hey! Can’t you see the five big words ’Free Relief Meal’? You penniless people are not allowed to step into the restaurant! Get over there and eat your fill, you bastards!!"
"You really don’t know how to talk, Patty. Even if you’re doing a good deed, people won’t thank you for it. They’ll even give us a bad name. You idiot."
The chef, Carne, sighed helplessly.
After lifting a homeless man and throwing him at the relief meal counter, Patty walked back resentfully.
"Shut up. No paupers allowed. Customers who can pay are my gods. Don’t you guys be led astray by that idiot cook."
"Hey, take this dish away."
As Patty passed by a table, a customer called out to him.
Bang!
Patty looked down, his face displeased. He slammed his large hand on the table and leaned over, roaring:
"Didn’t you just eat one of these meatballs? What do you mean? Is my cooking not good!"
"Why are you shouting so loud? I’m allergic to shrimp, okay? I have money. It’s none of your business."
"If you’re allergic to shrimp, why did you order shrimp balls! Are you an idiot!"
Bang!
Faced with the customer’s retort, Patty became even more angry. He grabbed the other by the collar and lifted him up.
"This restaurant doesn’t serve rich gods like you who waste food either! Leave your money and get out!!"
After shaking all the money from the customer’s body, Patty held the other up and walked to the door, throwing him out angrily.
"Robbers! They’re all robbers! I’m going to call the Marines to arrest you!"
The gorgeously dressed customer shouted pathetically.
"Do whatever you want. That’s the payment for your meal and compensation for disturbing the other guests."
Patty clapped his hands with disdain and turned back inside.
"..."
Carne was speechless. Who was the one who was disturbing the other guests?
Although your methods are a bit bizarre, aren’t you the one who most embodies Sanji’s way of the chef, you idiot?
Oh well.
Carne walked back to the kitchen. Two rows of cooking stations were lined with chefs, all of them passionately cooking one delicious dish after another.
On the wall at the end was a wanted poster. The photo was exactly the same as the giant poster pasted at the entrance of the restaurant.
Black Leg Sanji, Bounty—1,732,000,000 Berries.
"Is the food for table 38 ready yet! Put some more effort into it, brothers! Making a customer wait even one minute is our dereliction of duty!"
"—Yeah!!"
The kitchen was once again a scene of fiery activity.
(End of Chapter)
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