Part 10 - Who ordered sushi? 6/??

- You ... don't you want to fight Arlong? - Nami asked incredulously.

- Why not? I want.

- But, nevertheless, you are going just leave him to Johnny and Yosaku just like that?

- Luffy gave me another assignment, - Zoro explained.

- A-ah-ah ... - Yosaku held out understandingly. - Whom did he tell you to kill? Marines?

- What makes you think that he even ordered me to kill someone? - asked a little irritated swordsman.

- Zoro, - Johnny sighed heavily, - if you just refuse one genocide, then it's quite obvious that you're just going to arrange another… or are you saying that it's not so?"

- ...

- What was required to prove, - Yosaku threw his arms out to the sides. - Seriously, Zoro, you could have already accepted it and do not argue.

-So, what did Luffy tell you to do? - Without giving the swordsman an answer, Nami asked her question. - It's unlikely that it's just to kill all the Marines.

In fact, that's what he told me to do, - replied the scowling Zoro. - Pour for me too,- the guy added immediately as Nojiko placed their refilled plates in front of Johnny and Yosaku.

- And when will the marines be here? - Yosaku asked. - Will we have time to eat or what?

- I think we still have half an hour in stock.

- Zoro, no matter what Luffy tells you, don't try to massacre in my mother's farm! - Nami said sternly. - No kidding. That's an order.

- You don't have to worry about that, - Zoro reassured the girl. - Luffy immediately told me that I should kill them on their own ship.

- Let me guess, - said Nami dryly, - for the entourage, right?

- You know Luffy, he likes it when everything looks spectacular.

Once, ten months ago, Nami could hardly believe that someone could speak so lightly about killing other people. Now she was so used to hearing and participating in such conversations that she herself began to consider it something not worthy of attention. Therefore, only the expression on Nojiko's face reminded Nami that now there is one more person among them and that he, like herself once, did not at all consider such a conversation as something not worthy of attention.

- Don't worry, Nojiko, - Nami smiled at her sister. - Everything will be good. These guys have worked as pirate hunters for years, so no matter how it sounds, they have long been accustomed to killing bad guys.

- Are you pirate hunters?! - putting the newly filled plate in front of Zoro, the girl looked in surprise at the sitting guys.

- Former hunters, - the swordsman replied for everyone. - Now we are pirates ourselves. And for a long time.

- Are you pirates?! - Nojiko exclaimed even more in surprise. - Nami, and you too ?! - Quickly realizing what's what, the blue-haired girl stared at her sister in shock.

Considering how many misfortunes the pirates brought to their home, and how Nami herself felt about them, Nojiko's shock was entirely justified.

- Forget it for now, - Nami advised her, - we'll talk about this later, but now it's better to eat, otherwise, after the marines come, we will have no time for food, and we will remain hungry.

It is quite natural that after all conversation that Nojiko heard, a piece of food won't go down in her throat, not to mention the fact that the girl was literally bursting with questions, but seeing how fast food was swept off the table, she bit her tongue for the time being. And, nevertheless, the guys barely had time to eat all the dishes prepared by Nami before the arrival of the marines.

Two dozen sailors, in their trademark clothes - white and blue caps with the Marines logo, white sleeveless shirts, blue scarves around their necks, and dark blue trousers - folded their hands behind their backs, strenuously demonstrated their impenetrable faces to the world. In front of the sailors, hands in their pockets, stood their captain. Skinny, dressed in something between a cloak and a tunic, he, with his mustache and beard sticking out in different directions, looked like a mouse. Obviously, he knew about it himself, otherwise why else would he have to wear a cap with two small ears like a mouse? Although, again, the question remained open, why would anyone even need to mow under a mouse? Or is it some kind of manifestation of conscience? Like, since I'm a venal rat, then I'll look like a rat? However, there is no dispute about tastes.

In addition to the sailors and the captain, a little behind and to the side of everyone was the headman of the village of Kokoyashi, Gen-san. In his usual dark brown cap with a turntable, the same color shirt, shorts and sandals. Unchanging black mustache and scars. Many scars on all exposed areas of the body. At one time, the man received these scars trying to save Nami from the clutches of Arlong and his gang, which the girl never forgot.

- "Cat Burglar" Nami, I suppose? - the captain spoke in a quite ordinary voice, while the girl latently expected to hear a mouse squeak, and not human speech.

- And who will you be? - Leaning her shoulder on the doorframe and folding her arms over her chest, Nami asked peacefully.

- Marines, Captain Nezumi, nice to meet the famous East Blue "Queen".

- And why did you come here, dear Captain Nezumi?

- We came for the money that you stole while still a thief. Unlike rewards for the heads of pirates caught or killed by you, you received this money illegally, and, as required by law, it must be confiscated.

- I wonder how you are going to find out which money I received legally and which did not? - with a bewitching smile on her lips, because of which all the present men noticeably reddened their faces, the girl asked, deciding, for fun, to support the farce arranged by the sentinel. It should be noted that Luffy would have done the same.

- Indeed, we do not know which money was obtained legally and which was not, so all the money and gold that we can find will be confiscated. Everything confiscated, in addition to the stolen, will be considered a kind of penalty for your past sins.

- I see you prepared before you come here, - the smile on the girl's face became encouraging. - Then another important question, what are you and your people going to do with Arlong?

- Arlong is not in my competence.

- Do you know that I am on his team and one of his officers? - Moving away from the doorframe, the girl showed Nezumi the Arlong flag tattooed on her left shoulder. - Touch me or my money, and for you it will be unpleasant.

- Is the East Blue famous pirate hunter herself a pirate? What a disgrace! There will be a scandal when everyone knows about it. I'm wondering, do your new nakamas know about your pirate life? Or did you fortunately forget to mention this sad fact to them? Wondering what they'll do when they find out? Chi-chi-chi ... - the captain's voice may have been normal, but he laughed just like a real mouse ... if we assume the possibility that mice can actually laugh.

Still, Nami couldn't help but give him his due. Nezumi turned out to be much smarter than she expected. If initially Nami believed that only a complete scumbag would risk encroaching on her money, now she was forced to admit another option. Nezumi clearly considered himself the most cunning bastard in the area and, admittedly, not without reason. If someone else were in the place of Nami, and everything that happened could well get away with him. Only on the spot of Nami were exactly Nami. So for a start, the girl decided to slightly lower the presumptuous marine from heaven to earth.

- How about asking my nakam personally? Do they know about my ... um ... pirate side of life or not?

A rat is a rat, but it was difficult to call this Nezumi a retard. He immediately realized where is the girl going, because of which he noticeably turned pale, and as soon as Nami moved away from the doorway, his forehead was completely covered with clearly visible sweat. The sailors who stood behind their captain reacted in approximately the same way when three of them stepped out into the sunlight one after the other: first Johnny, then Yosaku and the last Zoro. There was no trace of Nezumi's self-confidence and the feigned steadfastness of the sailors. It's easy to show your teeth when behind your back there is an armed crowd of people, and in front of you there is one single beautiful doll with big tits. And it's quite another thing to show those same teeth to someone like Zoro, Johnny and Yosaku. Even without considering their reputation, each of them looked like a walking Death Machine. The sailors, already not very impressive looking, against the background of such monsters, began to look like a flock of barely hatched chickens. The same small and defenseless.

- Any problems? - Zoro asked quietly, glancing at Nezumi.

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