Little Silver’s Prop
Redakteur: Henyee Translations
Little Silver found it hard to imagine that such an ugly sofa was actually worth half a million. Could it be that the broccoli sofa had been infused with leopard bone? No way, right?
Forget it… half a million was half a million. He was currently on a diet anyway, and wasn't eating as much takeout. Worst comes to worst, he just wouldn't order devil fruit this month; every time he ordered takeout, half the total cost was devil fruits.
Little Silver felt that he shouldn't be so extravagant and should save a little on his food expenses.
At this thought, he immediately sighed: It looked like he would have to subsist on Yang's Braised Chicken Rice next month, which was really painful…