Damn it… he's so heartless

As the sun began to set, Luffy, fully prepared for his next adventure, stepped off the ship with a sizable sack in his grasp. Makino was right behind him, carrying a slightly larger sack, keeping pace every step of the way.

The port was noticeably quieter as the sun began to disappear, with a significant drop in activity. The island's sandy characteristics at night create a chilly and piercing atmosphere. It wouldn't be a good idea to have these workers working at night as well. They aim to prevent their employees from falling ill or facing fatal consequences.

"So, uh, where do you think we should toss these things?" Makino said casually, seemingly unfazed by the weight of the large sack resting on her shoulder.

As she glanced around, she noticed a group of people huddled around the fireplace, seeking solace from the cold. There isn't just one group like them, but rather several others scattered around the port.

The people donned the traditional attire of Arabasta, with their bodies enveloped in fabric that shielded them from the relentless sand and scorching sun. As the night descends, their attire provides an extra layer of warmth, surpassing the ordinary garments.

Makino couldn't make out their faces, but she could see a glimpse of their piercing eyes. She was aware that they had eyes on the two of them. The bags they lugged around would definitely attract some notice.

"It doesn't matter anywhere, but we should still try to find a nice, peaceful spot," Luffy's voice brought Makino's attention back. 

She actually didn't know what they were going to do. She just stumbled upon Luffy and Nojiko engaged in a heated argument by pure chance.

Nojiko appeared determined to join Luffy in his endeavors, but when a promising chance arose, he invited Makino instead.

As they made their way, the sacks they carried started to twitch. They could faintly hear a muffled sound, but it wasn't significant enough to make them hesitate.

"Luffy, do you think it's alright to just let them walk away like that?"

Makino had a hunch about the contents of the sack they were carrying - Mister 3 and Miss GoldenWeek. Makino couldn't help but think that Luffy had sinister intentions, like disposing of their bodies. However, it turned out that things weren't as they seemed.

"It would be such a shame if we were to simply eliminate them. I actually have some other intriguing plans in mind for them."

Casually, Luffy halted his stride and calmly dropped the sack he had been lugging around, confirming Makino's question before she could even voice it again.

After completing the task, Makino patiently waited in silence. However, her surprise grew as Luffy unexpectedly pulled out a knife from his pocket and skillfully created fist-sized holes in both sacks.

The commotion inside the sack grew more and more intense as the two individuals found themselves consumed by overwhelming terror.

Luffy's words brought a sense of relief, easing their minds from the looming possibility of death.

"They understand their tasks, and as long as they execute them proficiently, I don't have any qualms about allowing them to leave once our dealings with Crocodile are finished."

Luffy and Makino made no effort to conceal the sound of their footsteps as they left. The place fell into silence again, and once Mister 3 felt that the coast was clear, he couldn't contain himself any longer. With a surge of determination, he mustered all his remaining strength to rip open the sack that held him captive.

"Ugh... hahh... hahhh..."

Mister 3's body was finally liberated, as he rolled on the ground until he could untie the ropes binding his hands and feet. With a sigh of relief, he removed the cloth that was gagging his mouth.

"What a savage young man... how on earth did the Marines promote him to captain?"

Mister 3 took a moment to tidy up his appearance, making sure his hair was perfectly styled and his clothes were neatly arranged. He carefully untied the sack, revealing Miss GoldenWeek trapped inside.

"What are you doing, Miss GoldenWeek? We gotta capitalize on that guy's arrogance and let Mister 0 know about it."

Mister 3 was so engrossed in his surroundings that he failed to perceive the peculiarities surrounding Miss GoldenWeek.

"Does he expect us to just accept his sympathy... Miss GoldenWeek? Why are you so quiet? I've already removed the cloth covering your mouth, haven't I?"

Miss GoldenWeek couldn't help but look away when he gave her a piercing stare. She refused his hand and opted to stand on her own, but her body trembled unexpectedly.

"Mmmh… Damn it… he's so heartless... ahhh..."

"Yeah, it's like he completely overlooked that we're bounty hunters from Baroque Works, not any typical pirates."

Miss GoldenWeek and Mister 3 have contrasting perspectives at the moment. If only there had been a bit more light in the space, he would have been able to see the subtle blush on her cheeks and the liquid trickling down from her crotch.

"Are you certain you want to bring this matter to Mister 0's attention? Is it too late for us to turn back now? I bet they've already slapped a price on our heads for screwing up the mission."

She mustered the strength to utter those words, but her lower body convulsed once more. Clinging to the wall, she resorted to shuffling along as a means of making her escape. The thought of being within earshot of Mister 3 filled her with dread as she desperately wished to avoid the humiliation of her loud moans.

"Do you expect me to comply with his demands, considering all the harm he caused us?... even if I end up getting killed, I just want to take a chance and let Mister 0 know about it."

This is in contrast to Mister 3, who endured relentless torment from Luffy until a proposition was presented to secure his release. However, Miss GoldenWeek was well aware that it was nothing more than a cleverly laid trap.

After Luffy takes her virginity and fucked her mercilessly before dumping her, She has been told that Mister 9 is dead and is warned that if she doesn't want to face even harsher consequences, she should honor their previous agreement to help Luffy.

From her petite frame, Mister 3 observed a remarkable level of maturity and unwavering determination. He couldn't help but notice the stark contrast between Miss GoldenWeek's usual childlike behavior and her current demeanor.

"It's really up to you. Perhaps this could be a great chance for us to go our separate ways since it would greatly increase my chances of survival."

"Hold on a sec... don't go just yet. Let's take a moment to reconsider this together."

As Mister 3 found himself in a situation where he had to confront Mister 0 all by himself, doubt started to creep in. In a rush, he decided to trail behind Miss GoldenWeek, seeking solace in the cover of darkness. They probably won't get any sleep tonight, as a significant event that will reshape this kingdom is on the horizon.