He's in One Piece, but he's also part of the Phantom Troupe.

Chapter 39 is getting exciting...it's heating up!

"hiss--"

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch—be gentle!"

Machi's patience reached its limit, and she roared, "If it hurts, don't suffer such severe injuries!"

"I...I didn't...the...the commander...uh...it's me."

Nobunaga looked at Kuroro with an innocent expression, but under Kuroro's fierce glare, he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

"Alright—" Machi patted Nobunaga's chest forcefully.

Her Nen ability, [Nen Thread Stitching], is very effective at treating this kind of external trauma.

"Hiss—" Nobunaga gasped again.

Kuroro chuckled softly as he watched this, then continued to breathe on his face.

"well--"

The Krieg Pirates only gave him 3700 reputation points, while Hawkeye's was a future investment and he didn't get a single reputation point.

[Player's current reputation: 10650]

"Still a long way off..."

However, at least Kuroro can afford one of the items in the shop.

[Player redeemed Six-Style Technique - Moon Step, current reputation value: 650, insufficient balance]

With a flash of light, Kuroro was penniless once again.

However, a stream of light suddenly appeared in front of him and flew into his body.

"What is this?" Bonnie glanced over out of the corner of her eye.

"Mind your own business." Kuroro rolled his eyes, clearly sensing the usage of Moonwalk appearing in his mind, and couldn't help but grin.

Bonnie pouted, then seemed to remember something, her eyes filled with hope as she looked expectantly at Kuroro:

"Hey, Kuroro~ This time... you can finally take me to Baratie, right~?"

Kuroro's eyes darted around, he thought for a moment, and finally nodded.

"Let's go, let's go there now—"

Next, we'll head to Loguetown to find the dragon.

However, he had never met a dragon and had no connection with it, so he could only rely on his relationship with Big Bear to get in touch with Bonnie.

Therefore, it's quite necessary to feed the little girl well before setting off, so that she'll be willing to work hard for him. Besides, Kuroro also wants to see if Baratie has any food similar to snail rice noodles.

"Welcome." A blond young man in a suit opened the door.

The old man, wearing a very tall chef's hat and with a prosthetic leg on his right foot, greeted everyone with a smile.

Bonnie grabbed the old man's hands, her eyes shining.

"You must be Captain Zeff of the Baratie!"

"You know me? Am I that famous...?" Zeff asked, slightly puzzled.

"That's incredibly famous! You don't know, my admiration for you is as vast and boundless as the ocean—"

"Barratier is like a ONE PIECE to me—"

"Hehehehe—" Zeff burst into hearty laughter.

"What a charming young lady! I'll make you something delicious—20% off!"

"That's wonderful!"

Bonnie secretly turned around, winked, and gave Kuroro a victory sign.

........

Kuroro deliberately chose to sit at a table alone with Nami to avoid being noticed by the other members of the Phantom Troupe while he was eating snail rice noodles.

Uvogin was sitting arrogantly at the dining table, feasting on the food.

Maggie sat alone at a table, taking small, elegant bites of her food, behaving very ladylike.

Little Droplet fed the wounded Nobunaga bite by bite, but because of her scatterbrained nature, she kept feeding him food up his nostrils, causing a commotion.

The other members of the group also ate their own meals.

And in a corner of the hall...

"Huffing and puffing, huffing and puffing—"

The sound of plates being stacked echoed throughout the hall, and all the diners stopped what they were doing, their jaws agape as they stared in disbelief in a certain direction.

There, the big eater Deborah displayed her true strength, building one mountain after another.

"This is my battlefield! Yes, that's right—"

She was now sitting on the floor, completely undignified, with empty plates scattered all over the ground in front of her—a rough estimate suggests there were nearly a thousand of them…

Her hands never stopped moving; she stuffed all the food in front of her into her mouth, even making noises as she did so.

"More, more, more... I want more—"

Zeff's expression shifted from a smile to shock, and then to silence...

Apart from him and Sanji, all the cooks in Baratie were exhausted and collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

Nami watched this scene with a pained expression, Kuroro's eye veins twitched slightly, and Uvogin, unwilling to admit defeat, wanted to try and spar, but ultimately had to accept reality and admit defeat...

This is Bonnie the Big Eater, whose destructive power at the dinner table is as terrifying as a nuclear bomb!

"The dining table is a battlefield, ah, that's the true awareness of a chef—"

A resolute expression appeared on Zeff's face.

"On the battlefield, Baratie must not easily admit defeat!"

"Sanji—heat the pot!!"

"Hi—" Sanji nodded heavily, then used Diable Jambe to move around in front of each stove, rekindling the extinguished fires.

Then, with a serious expression, Zeff went to each of the large pots, rolled up his sleeves, and swung the large ladle, sparks flying.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

"Let me show you the bond between us—"

Kuroro stared in disbelief at the scene before him.

"Holy crap, this is getting exciting—"

He moved to Zeff's side and patted him on the shoulder.

"What is it?"

"Um... Mr. Zeff, do you have anything that smells awful... but tastes delicious... and is really slurpy?"

Kuroro asked in a serious yet veiled manner.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he was dealing drugs...

"Oh~" Zeff nodded, a knowing look that only men could understand.

"Of course! Balati will satisfy every diner's appetite!"

"Really—" Kuroro's eyes lit up as well.

As a steaming bowl of snail rice noodles was placed in front of Kuroro, his eyes also revealed the same red hearts as Bonney's.

"I'm so awesome—Zeff is a real man!"

He carefully picked up the soup spoon, tasted a mouthful of the incredibly delicious soup, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Bonnie's right...this is ONE PIECE—"

As we ate, it got dark outside.

Is it going to rain?

Kuroro was oblivious and continued slurping his noodles with his head down.

"Rumble, rumble—"

"Was there an earthquake?"

Kuroro looked up, somewhat puzzled, at the busy figures of the restaurant staff around him.

Until a chef, looking horrified, approached Zeff, panting heavily and drenched in sweat, and said:

"Boss Zhepu, something terrible has happened! An island has fallen from the sky, right above us—"

Hearing this from not far away, Kuroro, who hadn't even swallowed the noodles he was slurping, widened his eyes in surprise:

"!!!"

With a flash, he quickly arrived on the deck. Kuroro looked up...

Above the once vast, azure sky, an enormous island was rapidly descending, its shadow engulfing the entire Baratie, growing larger and larger in Kuroro's vision...

Kuroro's eyes widened in horror as he swallowed the snail rice noodles in his mouth.

"Damn you, even when I'm just having a meal, it feels like an island is being dumped on me!!"

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