Mr. 0

"First of all, as Officer Agents, I would like to congratulate you both for successfully advancing in the ranks of Frontier Agents," Miss Valentine began the meeting with a cheery personality, which calmed the tense situation earlier.

"Honestly, I was expecting more Frontier Agents here, but so be it... now I will deliver a message from Mr. 0 to you."

Since I joined the organization earlier this year, I know a little about what Miss Valentine said. The first is about Officer Agents. Beginning with Mr. 1 and continuing to Mr. 5 and their respective partners, these individuals hold a high level of authority within the organization.

They even had permission to meet with the mysterious Mr. 0, the elusive leader of the Baroque Works organization. They are arguably the spearhead of this organization, and my goal is to work my way into their inner circle so that I can prove that my suspicions were correct all along.

Meanwhile, Frontier Agents make up this organization's second group of high-ranking members. Their ranks begin at Mr. 6 and continue beyond that point, beyond I don't know how many. We are like an elite troop belonging to the organization.

After hearing Mr. 0 being mentioned, Mr. 9, who was previously depressed about his humiliation, now appears attentive. Miss Valentine also didn't make everyone wait as she continued to say:

"Lately, our organization has been hit by a financial crisis because our agenda is getting bigger, so Mr. 0 told all of us, including you guys, to work even harder and to make you more excited. Some will be selected to be able to meet Mr. 0."

Everyone in the bar instantly became rousing, including myself, because with this news, I getting closer to figuring out who the mastermind behind the suffering of my kingdom was.

"Mr. 9 and Miss Wednesday, congratulations on your hard work catching pirates with a 10 million berry bounty the other day," said Miss Valentine before looking at her partner.

Mr. 5 reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a wad of cash, followed by two more with different values, "You guys get 2.5 million berries each, and the organization will take 50 percent."

The man tossed his money at me and Mr. 9 with the same air of nonchalance as if he had just rewarded a dog for doing a good job for its master by giving it a bone. My partner, who was obviously unhappy, spoke up:

"Fifty percent! Are you serious? Hasn't the organization only taken 25 percent? That alone has made a lot of people dissatisfied, and now-"

*Explode!!!

An explosion appeared out of nowhere in front of Mr. 9, who was in the middle of giving a protest. As a result, he was thrown backward through the wall. The absurdness of the situation caused rapid shaking throughout my entire body.

'What happened?... why was there an explosion... where did the explosion come from?... did the two of them do it?' The moment I saw Miss Valentine, who was still smiling, and Mr. 5, who returned to his seat casually, I knew without a doubt that one of them had done it.

And a phenomenon like this one that can't be explained by common sense must be connected to devil fruit, but I have no idea what kind of devil fruit they consumed. In fact, many members of this organization are devil fruit users.

"Didn't you hear that our organization is in a financial crisis?... This is one of the many reasons I despise these weak people. They are so narrow-minded."

I didn't dare to look at that man, and even Miss Monday remained silent, not dared complain about the damage done. However, soon, I felt someone grab my shoulder.

"I'm so sorry for you for getting such an idiot partner. I'm sure he has courted you several times because of your beauty, right?"

I was embarrassed because I could hear Miss Valentine's voice very close to my ear, and I didn't know what to do, but for some reason, I suddenly said something bold.

"You're right, to be honest I'm fed up too, and that's why I want to immediately move up to the ranks of Officer Agents so I can ask Mr. 0 directly."

"Kyahahaha... I like you. I initially thought of you as a weak newcomer... but you're surprisingly interesting," getting a hug from this woman made me a little uncomfortable because I was sure she was one of the bad guys tormenting the people of my kingdom.

While I spend time in the bar chatting with these people, time seems to fly by. Mr. 9 also doesn't get up from the crumbling wall, which either shows that the attacks he receives are not light or that he is afraid to face them again, although the latter explanation is the one I favor more.

Igaram returned from his shopping trip just as Mr. 5 and Miss Valentine got up from their seats. He was carrying many things and a large bag full of groceries on his back. He simply offered a cordial greeting to those two and did not ask about the large hole in the wall. Instead, he approached Miss Monday before handing over the goods.

"Oh, I almost forgot, be careful when doing your jobs because there is a marine captain hanging around, and she's quite fierce," After Miss Valentine made that comment, the two of them left the bar.

"She? I think I know who she means, Ma~ma~ma~" When Igaram's voice starts to get tired, he clears it by going like that, and because I've been accustomed to hearing it ever since I was a child, I don't find it strange in the least. Rather, I think it's very cute.

"Tell me, I want to know."

"Princess-...I mean, Miss Wednesday, the captain in question is probably Hina because when I came out earlier, I heard the news about her who managed to arrest dozens of pirates while she was on vacation at Kyuka Island Ma~ma~ma~."