I Don't Own anything.
'thought'
"Speech"
"Tvs, Radios, and Text via book or newspaper... when those are around..."
"Horo-horo-horo! Yes. That Creepy Absolon was sneaking around my bathroom yet again. Filthy pervert. Doesn't he have anything better to do? I hit him with a negative hollow and had Kumashi toss him out the window!" The pink haired girl in front of me announces with a proud smile. "The next time I catch him trying to peek, I'll leave a rope nearby that's long enough for him to hang himself with!"
"Ugh!" The girl growls. "Honestly! I don't even get why I hang around! I joined for fun AGES ago, but Moria just doesn't get off his fat ass anymore. 'Make me the pirate king' he says. 'wake me up in a couple of days'. Tch. If he's just going to sleep all the time I should be the pirate queen! It's not like he's doing anything! Ugh! And here we are in the middle of the Florian Triangle and like HELL I can get off the boat now."
She lets out a small, outraged shout as she continues ranting. "Like, these bozos aren't even SLIGHTLY helping my achieve my dream!"
"And what sort of dream is it?" I ask merely striking up conversation.
"I want to create a kingdom where all the cute things in the world have been turned into zombie animals that obey only ME!" The girl declares.
I silently stare at her.
Silica silently stares at her.
"Isn't that... sort of morbid, unsanitary, and deeply evil?" I question.
The girl gapes for a moment then pouts. "H-How dare you! I told you about my dream in good faith and you laugh at it?! What's your dream then, huh?!"
"I... don't really have a dream, to be honest. I guess to meet new people? Get rich? Eat good food and have fun? Live my life to the fullest... and maybe find another Kuda Gitsune to date so my powers aren't violently crippled." I answer quietly.
"That's sad." The girl frowns at me, placing her hands on her hips. "Your dream is small and sad."
"Ouch. No need to be hurtful."
"I-I think it's a wonderful dream, sir!" Silica exclaims.
"It's what would make me happy." I nod once. "Admittedly it's probably a little boring, but eh, that's fine I guess."
**Thud**
Three pairs of eyes slowly trail to the door.
*Creaaaaak*
My eyebrows raise as the door opens, a looming, towering figure standing on the other side.
They near nine feet tall, wear red hakama pants and sandals, a long sleeved white kimono top, and have a white oni mask on their face, an unruly mane of blue hair trails down their back.
Around their waist is a large purple and white rope, and held in one hand is a club that is about as tall as Silica is.
Perona lets out a small 'eep' as she promptly dives over the counter and begins cowering.
"Why are you so jumpy?" I ask with a raised eyebrow. "Violence isn't permitted in here. I could try and shoot you in the face with a cannon and the gunpowder would never ignite. Even if it did, the cannon ball would deform and shatter as it hits you, punching you would be like hitting an immovable object."
"R-Really?" She asks.
"B-Big." Silica whispers, eyes locked onto the new person.
The massive figure crouches to get into the shop, their red horns scraping against the ceiling as they look down at us. Their head tilts slightly as they pose a question. "Where... is this?"
"Everywhere. And nowhere." I admit as I look to the loose shackles on her wrists. "So. You've got bombs on your wrists, huh? Keyed to the island of Onigashima?"
"Are you one of the Beast Pirates? I have never seen you before." The figure frowns.
"Well, I mean, I could very easily become one, being a Mythical Zoan and all~" I hum with a smug smirk and a shrug. "But no. I'm not. I just own this place that acts as a shop between worlds."
The figure before me lets out a boisterous laugh. "My name is Kozuki Oden! A fearsome and noble samurai!"
"No... You aren't?" I frown.
"Wh- Of course I am. I am Kozuki Oden!" The figure declares.
"Kozuki Oden was killed by Kaido years ago." I frown. "You proclaiming that you are him is extremely disrespectful to not only Oden, but to his family, and his friends."
"…"
"How?" The figure questions as they take off the mask, revealing that underneath is a beautiful woman, the blue hair had merely been a wig, her actual long white hair merely tipped with blue. "How is that disrespectful?"
"Do you have anyone close to you? That you know personally and care about?" I ask.
"Well, a few?"
"How would you like it. If someone killed them in one of the most brutal and tortuous ways you can imagine, and I went around proclaiming that I was them. My presence all but shouting that they didn't die because I was here. How would that make you feel?"
"Mad? Angry? Disgusted?" I ask. "It would be even worse if I was related to the person who killed them."
My gaze flattens. "Daughter of Kaido."
"W-WHAT?!" Perona squeaks from beneath the countertop.
She opens her mouth to reply but I cut her off. "Look. It's clear that you deeply respect Oden. He must have inspired you in the past. Nobody's stopping you from saying that you are inspired by him, but it is still deeply disrespectful to proclaim that you are him. If you walked up to whitebeard and did that, he'd probably try to strike you down. Besides, you shouldn't abandon your original name and identity so freely.
The woman frowns quietly, her orange-yellow eyes boring into mine. "I see. You have given me a lot to think about."
"What is your name?" She asks.
"My name is Argo D. Naut." I proudly announce, the last two bits only recently thought up. The 'D' standing for 'Dredd' giving my name two special meanings. Argonaut and Argo Dreddnaut, or 'Dreadnought'. "And yours?"
"I am Kozu- *Ahem*. My birth name... is Yamato."
"So. About those shackles of yours... I could probably remove them if you wanted." I hum with a bright smile.
"I was told they are explosive, so I don't really want to attempt it." She shakes her head.
"Once more, Violence isn't permitted here. Those bombs won't go off here... so use your strength to break free, by all means."
"I see." She whispers. "You said that this was a shop? What do you sell here?"
"Anything really. Swords, spears, food, materials." I list off.
"W-Well... as fun as this is, I really should be going now!" Perona hums as she gets up, walking around the counter, making sure to stay a good five feet away from the giant in front me at all times. "I'll come back later... m-maybe..."
"Goodbye. Please come again." I wave.
I look back to the towering woman who is beginning to fiddle with his wrist shackles. "So! Is there anything I can do for you?"
I look to the tall white haired big busted Oni woman sitting in front of me, rotating her wrist after I unlocked her cuffs.
Holy shit I'm surprised I didn't go 'mommy- sorry- mommy- sorry- mommy' when she walked through the door.
Would smash the eight foot tall big titty Oni woman.
"Thank you for helping me get out of these cuffs." She smiles, only being moderately shorter than me despite kneeling on the floor.
"no problem. Picking locks is annoying, I will admit, but it helps to get better at it."
"Is there anything I can do repay you."
'Don't say sex. Don't say sex.'
"Sssssseee- Haki?" I question with a small voice.
That works.
"Yeeeah, Haki training would do nicely. I'm fairly certain I've got all three types of it."
"But. You said that violence wasn't permitted here. How could I help you train in haki without that?"
I gesture to the far side of the shop. "Over there is a massive training room where we can fight to our hearts content. Though, to be honest, between us it won't be a fight."
"…" she raises an eyebrow in intrigue, seemingly wondering how strong I might be to say that, as it could be interpreted as me saying that I would demolish her in a fight.
"Because you'd kick my ass so bad it's not even funny." I sigh, my shoulders slumping.
The door is thrown open as Nami collapses onto the floor, letting out a few painted gasps. "Argo- Help- Luffy- Luffy's losing-"
"Luffy?" Yamato whispers. "Monkey D. Luffy?"
Nami shakily nods as a new figure appears at the door, wearing a dark brown T shirt, orange pants, and a large red-plumed hat.
"What the hell is this?"
"SIlica, please give Nami a potion." I smile as my height slightly increases, my hair bleaching white as a halo appears above my head, two wings appear on my back as the man points a pistol at me.
"STAY RIGHT THERE!"
I continue casually walking over to him as he pulls the trigger, nothing happens as his hand is within the boundaries of my shop.
He staggers back, continuing to pull the trigger.
*BANG*
The gun fires, but as soon as it reaches the threshold of the doorway it acts as if it has struck solid tungsten, flattening and deforming on the air itself.
I gently gesture my fingertip right outside of the threshold-
"PAPER ART-"
*BZZZZZWWWW*
A bright flash of light illuminates the alley as the man is blasted back, a large cauterized hole is formed in the center of his chest. About five inches across.
He tried to use paper art to dodge it, but sadly the attack was too fast and towards the center of mass.
"…"
I try not to allow my surprise to show as he slowly slides down the wall, eyes wide as he falls limp.
'Did I just cut through his spine as well? Huh. That is... scary...'
I flinch as I notice the hole in the stone wall behind him.
I did sort of put my all into that. "Anyways, Yamato. You said you know Luffy, right? He's probably dying right now."
"I met his brother in the past. He talked a lot about him... I need to go if he's in trouble." She decides.
"Alright, stay safe." I wave, trying not to look at the hole I put in the stone wall across from my shop or the dead gaze of the cypher pol agent.
I hope nobody got hurt from that.
Nobody that I didn't intend to hurt at least.
I turn and walk back to behind the counter as the door closes behind Yamato.
I wordlessly open a game of minesweeper.
"Is- is this all you're going to do to help?" Nami whispers as Silica crouches down beside her with a bright smile, taking the potion given to her by the brown-haired girl. "You fought Eneru, right?"
"I bluffed Eneru. You can't bluff world government assassins who are right to feel a little arrogant."
"Besides! That girl who went to go help Luffy is from the second half of the grand line, has all three types of haki, and- and this is a big 'And' here, Nami- AND she ate a mythical zoan devil fruit. Y'know the thing more valuable than Logia devil fruits."
"Back on the topic of me fighting Cypher Pol, I don't really get what you'd want me to even do. I certainly couldn't beat Zoro or Sanji in a fair fight, hell, maybe not even chopper, let alone Luffy, and you are telling me to go fight something that beat LUFFY? You've got to be kidding me because that practically suicide right there! And as the potentially very rare Kuda-Gitsune race, I value life quite highly... my life in particular!"
"So, in short, if Yamato, daughter of Kaido can't save Luffy, god forbid, that island's as good as gone." I finish with a slow nod. "Also, I maaaay have spent a lot of my stamina blasting a grapefruit sized hole in that rat man who was chasing you. I still may need to get a bit of a handle on my devil fruit."
Nami lets out a sigh of relief, shoulders slumping only for her to flinch. "W-Wait- Kaido's daughter?! As in, violent- apparently nigh unkillable- took over Wano country with his pirate group which numbers in the thousand? T-That Kaido?"
"Oh, it sounds like you've done some research." I smile brightly as I nod once. "Yes, that Kaido."
"W-What?! Wouldn't she hurt Luffy?!"
"Mn. Nah. She hates her dad. To put it into perspective she came in here with explosive shackles on her wrists that would detonate if she left a small island just south of Wano." I gesture to the floor where the shackles lay.
"Oh... I see." Nami whispers as she turns to look at Silica. "Thank you for the potion, Silica. And I guess thank you for existing, Argo."
"No problem! I'm happy to help!" The red eyed girl beams.
"No prob." I wave lazily, eyebrow twitching slightly as I fail a 50-50 on my game, triggering a mine and causing the entire board to blow up.
I sit cross legged on the floor as I stare blankly at the large group of people crowding the combat arena.
I have thrown a tarp over all the gold so people don't get any ideas, not that they could take it out without my permission anyways.
I have gotten dozens of tiny tables and cushions to kneels and sit on for the upwards of thirty people here.
"…"
"Why are you all here?!" I question, glancing around to the entire group of the straw hat pirates. Luffy, Zoro, Nami, Usopp, Sanji, Chopper, Robin and even the new dinosaur crewmate who has a small back brace on. Yamato is sat with this group.
"Shi-Shi-Shi!" Luffy laughs. "Where else would we hide from the marines?"
"Okay. That's fair. But why them." I ask, gesturing to the other people.
"The marines are probably going to be SUUUUPER looking for me!" The blue haired man in a speedo smirks while giving a thumbs up.
Dozens of people in black egg-like armor that looks like overalls mill around the store. Hell, a large majority of the Franky Family wasn't even able to fit through the door.
"And you?" I ask the final smaller group. The shipwrights of Galley La, primarily the foremen who weren't ruthless government assassins.
"Well, I did almost get assassinated recently." The purple haired man admits. "I'd like to be in a place where killing isn't permitted.
"Ah, well, you probably chose a poor room. This is originally a training room, so violence is permitted. But it does turn lethal wounds into nonlethal ones. Like a bullet to the head would just be a bruise instead of an issue for your brain matter.
"I see..." He mutters.
"So. Ice guy!" Luffy grins as he scoots over to the shipwright's table. "Since I saved you, can we get a boat from you?"
"That's reasonable." The man slowly nods. "Have you decided what sort of ship you want."
"Argo said that it should be made of Adam wood!" Luffy grins.
Franky perks up.
Mayor Iceburg continues "Adam wood is excruciatingly rare, and after the last pirate king, numerous regulations have been made to make it harder to own and make ships out of it. It's actually illegal to own unless you have a specialized permit for it, something the Galley La company doesn't have."
Franky makes his way over to the table and sits down with a grin. "Adam wood you say? I know a guy, but it'll be expensive."
"Why are you helping them?" The mayor questions.
"Well, they've helped us so much, right? Besides, it's my dream to make a ship that's made of Adam Wood! Just like Tom did!" Franky smirks. "Enough adam wood to make a ship goes for a pretty penny on the black market."
I insert myself into the conversation, making my way to their table and sitting down. "Black market? Eh? Do they have any devil fruits?"
"Fairly regularly, but the price to buy them would be considerably more than simply aranging a deal for them." The man nods.
"I see... that's interesting. Do they accept things other than cash?" I smirk viciously.
"Like what?" He slowly asks.
"Solid gold?"
"Well, yeah." He nods.
"How about a Meito made of gold? Y'know, those fancy schmancy unique weapons that are far better than the standard weapon of the same type?" I question.
"If it's gold, they'll buy it." He nods again.
"Swell! I want to join you on your trip to the black market!"
"Look, I appreciate the help you are doing for us, but why should I-"
"One pound of gold is yours if you agree." I bribe casually.
"…"
"Five." He haggles.
"Deal." I relent with a slight shrug.
"Hey, metal nose, how much do you need for the wood?" Luffy asks.
"Two hundred million." He answers.
"Namiiiii." Luffy calls over to his navigator-slash treasurer. "Do we have two hundred million Beri for a new ship?"
"We do." She nods once.
He looks back to Franky. "Deal!"
A grin crosses the cyborg's lips as he slowly stands. "That's SUUUPER! I'll see about getting some as soon as possible. After that... I could have a ship done in about... five days- wait."
He turns to me. "You said this is an interdimensional shop, right? Have you got any books on boats?"
"I could very easily get some." I nod once.
"Hrn... do you think there would be any ideas I could incorporate into a ship?"
"Well, there's one thing, in your world, the way you prepare guns to fire is by filling the barrel with gun powder compacting it, and then putting a musket ball in the barrel and compacting that, it's a really long action that could end your life due to how long it takes to reload... but. In my world, muskets were made obsolete centuries ago. It's sort of strange in a way, your world has cyborgs... but not guns that can fire multiple times rapidly."
Franky's left forearm opens slightly. "Well, my 'beans left' here uses cola to propel a bunch of musket balls on a track at enemies at a rapid pace."
"Another strange thing." I sigh. "We can't use Cola for power. But we have a different way of doing things, I'll get you a couple gun books... and some boat books, there's bound to be some tech you could make use of."
He looks back to Luffy. "If you want a real SUPER ship, it'll probably take me a couple of days to read through the books and drum up a design."
"Not necessarily. I'm also connected to a world where magic is extremely common. I've got glasses that let you read books at sixty four times the original speed you could have, I even have a personal pair that goes all the way up to one hundred and twenty eight." I smirk.
"O-ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY EIGHT?!" The man gapes.
"Yep. Five hundred page books can be read in just a handful of minutes. I'll let you use them temporarily to look through the books, but in exchange for that and the books, I want the scraps of the Adam wood you have left over."
"Done." The man grins. "Let's go- DAMN IT! The sea train's broken! It'll take a couple days by boat to get to St. Poplar!"
"Damn." I lowly curse.
"We have already checked the damage on the sea train. It's a clean cut. Most of the parts can very easily be reused, copied, or repaired. We can have the sea train back up and running in around a week." Iceburg announces.
"That'll give you some time to build up a schematic and look over the books, Franky." I shrug.
"Yeah, yeah. Waiting around is totally not SUPER though." The crime boss scoffs.
I quietly walk through the large network of pathways and tunnels.
The Poplar underground is quite interesting. It's like they built a city on top of a city.
"Oi. Keep up, kid." My guide calls back over his shoulder, two square haired women at his side.
"Got it." I reply as I speed up my walking pace, the giant's legs being slightly longer than my own.
Another hand slips into my pocket, but it's not like they'll find anything. I keep my valuables in my requip space.
Franky has already taken care of his business and is now leading me to the place which might have some devil fruits.
"Here it is." He announces, leading me into a small store between two larger buildings.
"Franky?" A voice on the other side questions.
There's a sign over the door. 'Curio's Curiosities'
"Hey Curio. Remember that last time you said you've got Devil Fruits?"
"I do. But you said that they were out of your price range." The man inside mutters as I step inside after Franky.
The shop itself is small, reminiscent of my own store back when I first started.
Franky takes up almost the entire front half of the store as he stands there with his hands on his hips. "Oh, they totally are, but not him."
He gestures over his shoulder with a thumb to me.
I step around him and pause in front of the counter. "Greetings. My name is Argo. I am here to purchase all of your devil fruits."
I take in the man's appearance, he's old, grizzled, with tanned skin, grey hair, and a trimmed beard. He might be fairly old, but he's built like a brick house. He looks like he be punched by Monkey D. Garp in the face and walk it off.
He gives Franky a half-lidded stare. "You're saying that you don't have the money to buy a devil fruit, but this brat does?"
"I do." I nod once.
"Well, I don't see it on you, clearly." The man scoffs.
"Storage devil fruit." I shrug.
"A storage devil fruit, huh. That's strange, because I could have sworn that I still had my-"
I wordlessly conjure a gold bar in my hand, then cause it to disappear.
"There are other storage devil fruits out there... I've heard that there's a swamp logia that can store almost anything in its body, having an 'endless swamp'. The storage is a result of my devil fruit. Not the focus, thus the area is quite tiny. But. It does help to have your valuables elsewhere when you're walking through a seedy place."
"Hrn." The man frowns. "Was that pure gold?"
"It was." I nod once.
A grin crosses the man's face. "Alright then. I'll sell to you, kid. How many devil fruits do you want?"
"How many do you have?" I ask.
"Six."
"I'd like six, then." I reply.
"Well now. Big spender. Do you have enough cash? I'm selling them for four hundred million each."
"I don't have cash, but I do have some items for trade." I admit.
"Like the gold?" The man asks. "Alright. That's a fair deal."
"Here's the first one."
"Before we get to that I should ask, would you take these instead of gold?" I ask as I place two pairs of glasses on the table.
"Huh? Glasses? What the hell do you take me for?"
"They're not just glasses, Curio." Franky grins.
I lay a book beside them. "These are glasses that allow you to read sixty four times normal speed, and I just so happen to have a book right here for you to try them on."
The man narrows his eyes, there's a glint of greed deep within as he picks up a pair and puts them on, he picks up the book and flinches back as the pages begin to rapidly turn.
After about a minute he finishes reading the short fifty page book, eyes wide.
"Holy... shit." He whispers. "This is worth-"
A grin crosses his face. "Alright. Deal. The two pairs of glasses for all six fruits."
"Probably a bit of a poor deal for myself." I admit. "But honestly, it's just much more convenient."
"I'm also interested in grade swords; do you have any of those?" I question.
His eyes trail up from the glasses which he cradles like a newborn baby. "Grade weapons? I've got quite a few regular grade and one skillful."
'There's no set number of 'Grade' blades, so they are sort of uninteresting, buuuut sometimes a grade blade's true potential is hidden.'
"Could you throw in the skillful with this purchase?" I ask. "then I'd like to buy all of your grade weapons for gold."
"Fine." The man sighs as with a flash a spear appears on the table.
Six fruits quickly followed, all briefly looked over by my appraisal to see if they were fakes, then swiped up and placed into my storage space. "Thank you! Now how many grade blades do you have?"
"Twenty four. I'll sell for half a million each."
I place the large thirty pound brick of gold on the table. "This will cover it, right? I'd like the remainder in Beri as well."
He nods slowly, then the next thing I know, I am in the possession of twenty five new weapons, six devil fruits, and around five and a half million Beri. All of which I have to shift around my requip space to fit.
"Thank you for your patronage. Come again!" The man smiles brightly.
"If you find any more devil fruits, and see Franky or one of his gang, give them a heads up and I'll come and buy some more." I reply with an equally bright smile.
I can tell we are both thinking the same thing. 'Sucker.'
But of the two of us, I've clearly got scammed less.
I turn and look to Franky. "Franky. Thank you for the guide. Take this."
I hand him a fairly small- compared to the one that I sold a second ago- gold bar.
He takes it with a grin. "No, Thank you, runty."
I step around him and lean against the wall as he approaches the counter. "I'd like to pawn off some gold."
"I can see that." The shop keep states with an amused smile. "Hand it here."
He tosses it up and down briefly looking over it. "Hrn. It's pure gold alright. Five- maybe six- pounds worth. I'll give you three point five million Beri for it."
"Done deal."
With a dull glow a suitcase full of money appears.
Franky briefly counts it and nods once. "Thanks."
"No, thank you."
"Alright Runt, let's get back to Water Seven."
"Gotcha." I nod once.
'well, it looks like I didn't need to bring so much gold.'
Pahahahah! Oh my god that guy got FUCKED. 'I sell for four hundred million per' but I bought all of them AND a spear for two pairs of glasses worth Ten Million Jewel each!
Admittedly, those glasses are probably extremely valuable in the one piece world, as they are automatically recharging magical glasses which don't require you to be a mage to use, but still. I turned roughly twenty million beri into something that would have sold for about two point four billion Beri.
I didn't really look over my haul too closely, merely checking for 'faux' or 'fake' keywords.
I know I've got another two Zoan fruit at least.
First things first, the weapons.
My eyes skim over the group of grade weapons I purchased.
Ouch. A bit of a bad price for them. Some were worth about half a million, some even a little over it, but the average price falls around four hundred thousand.
Beri, that is. They range from one and a half to ten thousand In 'Murica bucks.
Eh. I can use these as expendable crafting materials when I start truly learning enchantment magic.
Next, the spear, which I basically got for free.
It's a long halberd made of steel which appears ghostly white in color, with ivory carvings imbedded into the metal haft.
Ivory Spike:
One of the 50 Skillful Grade weapons, forged on an island in the north blue, this weapon is light, durable, and sharp, unique among most halberds due to its incredibly durable metal haft.
Estimated Value: 1,500,000 Beri
Pretty good. I'll have to put it up for Lisbeth to work on.
Hell, ALL of these new weapons could do with a Lisbeth quality assured touch up!
A pretty good haul indeed I nod to myself as I look to the main course of my little purchase.
The first one is a melon of some sort that has a top that looks a bit like a loaf of bread, covered in swirls, of course, as all devil fruits are.
Koneru-Koneru No Mi: (Knead-Knead Fruit)
A Paramecia Devil fruit which allows the consumer to soften and manipulate objects like a master baker kneading dough. Objects kneaded in such a manner temporarily become slightly bigger and more durable, after a certain time, the kneaded objects become 'stale', where their durability improves even further, but in the case of maneuverable objects, they lose some of their agility as they harden up. This 'Staleness' will eventually ebb away, returning the objects to their original form.
Estimated Value 341,000,000 Beri
That's... pretty good, not going to lie.
The next one has numerous colored bands going around it. It feels almost soft and silky to the touch.
Nuno-Nuno No Mi (Cloth-Cloth Fruit)
A paramecia devil fruit which turns you into a cloth man, it allows you to wrap anything you pass your arm through in fairly durable ribbon and allows you to create and manipulate clothing.
Estimated Value 311,000,000 Beri
I can see how it'd be useful.
Everyone wears clothes, right?
Unless you are fighting a bunch of perverts, at least.
The next is a greyish black dragon fruit with some hints of red.
Hai-Hai No Mi (Ash-Ash Fruit)
A logia devil fruit that transforms you into an ash man, this fruit's nature is quite similar to a sibling fruit, the Suna Suna no mi, allowing it to drain the moisture from a target, however, its moisture draining is far less effective than said fruit. In exchange, the consumer gains the ability to heat up their body temperature. Not to the level of a fire or magma logia, but still a fair bit.
Estimated Value: 860,000,000 Beri
It's worth a bit more than the sand-sand fruit. Interesting. It must be the versatility in power. I assume the ash can get pretty hot.
The next fruit is like a white... egg? But with horns and a stem? A literal eggplant?
Is this a dragon-
I let out a quiet sigh as I read its name
No.
It isn't.
Ushi Ushi no Mi, Model: Goat (Ox Ox Fruit Model: Goat):
A Zoan Devil Fruit which allows you to transform into the mighty goat! Granting tremendous abilities such as... Horns... and sideways pupils
Estimated Value: 820,000,000 Beri
Alright, fuck you. Why is it worth more than the soup logia and almost as much as the ash logia!
Goats are seen as evil and demonic creatures, so maybe it has some latent demon powers or something?
The next devil fruit is cubic, like a bunch of legos in the vague shape of a durian.
Kaso-Kaso No Mi (Plastic-Plastic Fruit)
A Paramecia devil fruit which turns you into a plastic man. Your body is sharp, malleable, and you become more or less immune to fires of average temperatures, your body simply melting and becoming a slight logia-like consistency. Continuous exposure to flames and temperatures that turn you to gas will still very much kill you, though.
Estimated Value: 111,000,000
Meh.
It's fine I guess.
The final fruit is a grey bunch of bananas
Gesshirui Gesshirui No Mi: Model Rat
A zoan devil fruit which turns you into a rat man. Granting heightened sense of smell, greater hearing, a whip-like tail and large menacing teeth which can regrow instantly!
Estimated Value: 245,000,000
Started strong and ended sort of 'meh'.
I still got my money's worth, though.
Two point seven-ish billion beri worth of devil fruits, for two things I purchased for the equivalent of ten million beri each.
I multiplied my money over one hundred and thirty times!
Shame I didn't get any mythical or ancient zoan devil fruits, but I'll take what I can get.
I take the fruits and return them to my requip space, planning on putting them in my hidden safe later today where I keep all the devil fruits that are under a billion beri.
Well, this chapter came together really nicely compared to the last!
More loot for the loot goblin, a companion and teacher achieved.
Maybe once Argo learns Haki he'll feel comfortable with going outside in his own world for once.
Maybe. Possibly. Probably.
Guest Reviews:
Guest 001: To be honest, I doubt anyone knows who Yamato is due to how isolated Wano is, even more so because Kaido proclaiming that he had a male heir.
Guest 002: Potions would be alchemy, something which Argo doesn't necessarily know SAO has due to how much Kayaba hates magic, he likely assumes any potions he is sold or any poisons he is given is bought from NPCS.
Also. The dragon bones are one thing, but the Tenrou jade shattered into a million pieces about a century ago.
Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed! I'll see you all later!