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Chapter 218 - Chapter 217: Finals Qualifiers Set

C Block end: Luffy Gorgeous Hattari kitchen-beg.

"Auntie—hurry. Next match start."

"Easy kid. Sudden—flust. No rush. Just bulked you—gone?!"

"Yup—all down. Still starve."

"Monster. Pirate fuel tho."

Watch crave vs gut—dash-wait jig.

C: Aaron-Willy head-on heat. Ex-foe cheer-worthy. Hate? Maybe not.

Finals half+ Straw lock.

Rest crew full—D no monopoly.

D hype.

Food done: tray-mound chef grin.

Finals serve full—no scowl.

"Here—savor slow."

"Whoa thx auntie!"

"No choke~!"

Tray-grab Luffy corridor-sprint.

Monitor deck—crew wait. Rush—delay nag.

Deck return: all monitor-glue.

Grin-yell dash.

"Oii~! Food haul~!"

"Match over~! D winners set~!"

"N... eeeh?! Done?!"

Crew-back halt-screech.

Near-Kiri query.

"Kiri—over? Too fast."

"50 pairs full ring-brawl. Under 5 min..."

"What happen?"

"Well—"

Kiri mid: Hattari cut.

Info pro—listen learn.

"Allowed?! Max entry—min time end! Winners redo~!"

Air-view Hattari awe-blare.

"First: ghost presence or skill?! No-fight finals ticket: Clown Buggy + Iron Mace Alvida~!"

"Shut—skill! Don't underrate!"

"Quit Buggy. We stood."

"Stand-win= skill! Gyahaha!"

1/2: Buggy/Alvida.

Luffy pure awe.

Unseen: Ace gloom-peak. D start—face dark. Lock-glare no-blink.

Issue: other.

Black robes hood-deep mask-hide. One: pipe-spin hand.

"Ring-wreck culprits! Mystery beasts! Mr.S & Ms.K~!"

ID/figure cloak—flash-end culprits. That strong.

Luffy nod-tray-down.

Plop-sit meat-gnaw: up-Kiri.

"They that strong? How Kiri?"

"Beyond. 50 pairs=100 ring. Your kitchen round-trip: all sea."

"Sick. Blitz speed."

"Yeah. Duo leagues. 100-200 mil lowball."

Rare Kiri hype.

Luffy awe-meat: serious monitor.

Then Ace odd-spot.

"Ace—food. No eat?"

"Luffy... saw weird."

"Huh? What?"

Ace arm-cross glare-stone.

Tense vibe—crew note.

"That rampager style—no moves tick. Familiar nag. Impossible know."

"Know 'em?"

"Dunno. That's weird. Unsettle..."

Rare vague.

Luffy brow-furrow first-see. Bro-know solid—off choppy.

Kitchen timing= match fault.

Luffy monitor-turn.

Post Buggy/Alvida + Mr.S/Ms.K rowboat.

Lapans tow—ship-bound.

Vivi click.

Pre-fight: Hickory Club Ace eye Mr.S.

Vague then—power confirm now. Ace sole clue.

Doubt-word no.

Want more: fight clear?

Ace hush.

Blur Luffy= bad.

Short: D winners deck-arrive.

Night thousand-ship: 8 guest pairs.

Finals full.

A: Luffy&Vivi, Kiri&Ace.

B: Silk&Chopper, Mr.2 solo.

C: Aaron&Hatchan, Smoker&Tashigi.

D: Buggy&Alvida, Mr.S&Ms.K.

Elite pack. Trials vet pirates.

Deck-stand: mutual glare-scan. Some grudge—kill-eye.

Settles fest—no now brawl. Tense air hang.

"Prelims done. Finals tomorrow! Ship Blue Square return—dawn islands stage~!"

Hattari air-shift explain.

Pre-sunset. Chain-fight relief-sigh.

"Rest full till dawn. Winners losers—good fight. Congrats victors. Tomorrow Treasure Battle—fest core! One champ throne brutal scramble~!"

Calm tone heat-vein.

Expect tomorrow—rest now.

Hattari praise quiet-end.

"Prep dawn clash—fight watch alike recharge. True show: tomorrow Treasure Battle. Await fun~!"

Voice-deaf: Ace mask-man stare.

No way—no sure.

Wish? Can't quit.

Night: ships Blue Square dock.

Welcome roar town-wide—praise flood pirates.

Deck: cocky grins wave.

Euphoria fair—rare heat.

Hattari deck: town-view.

Luffy/Chopper glee-wave kid-bounce.

Side: Mr.2 spin + Buggy rail-perch guffaw.

Ex-spat forgot—bro vibe.

Loser ships port-pack.

Crowd crush—no land.

Kiri scan: ship-stay plan.

Finals perk—waste no. Room spare—crew-call ok.

Luffy-walk pitch.

"Luffy—post finals bash? Ship do."

"Yeah—spacious."

"Call all. Aaron Buggy full. Vast—no issue."

"Huh? Why us..."

"Easy Aaron-san—do. Call rest."

"Tch..."

"Whatever~ mood good. Beg= maybe."

"Haa~ plz."

"Yo—crew haul. Epic bash!"

Aaron meh—win/hype mood ok.

Joint ship bash greenlit.

Prep need.

Crew-call + food/booze stock. Hands/cash req.

Kiri clap-attn.

"Split prep. Own crews call. Food booze buy. Buggy—cash. All."

"Screw no?!"

"Half then."

"Sweet talk no! Extort!"

"Stuff need. Solo= your sub-vibe? Ok?"

"Ugh... fine. Belly rules."

"That hate? Admit easy~?"

"Shut! No sub!"

"Alliance min."

"No! Schemes nuts!"

"Stingy."

"Who?! You!"

Buggy Kiri-yell chaos.

Real mad? Kiri smile-no crisis. Buddy look.

No flinch—dodge Silk.

"Silk Chopper—rest. Tired? Me handle."

"Nah—help."

"Rested plenty—ok!"

"Sure? Crew hunt then. Food me."

"Got."

"All safe? Heal if."

Silk/Chopper disembark crew-seek.

Ship-head? Nah—Merry rally likely.

Own-ship first.

Duo crowd-vanish Merry-bound.

Kiri turn-Luffy.

Town-glee bounce clear.

Worry: stray-split.

"Luffy—stay put. Crowd=99% lost."

"Ehh?"

"No. All soon."

"Fine—hurry."

"Aye~ Vivi—guard no-bolt."

"Eh. Guard?"

"Kiri—rude. Rude."

"Sorry~ bad raise."

Giggle-Kiri disembark. Luffy/Vivi ship-stay.

Rest scatter prep-bustle.

Hatchan port-step: near-approach kin-spot.

Takoyaki stall holdouts + Keimi/Pappag.

Odd fish/mermaid/star clump.

Gawk-bait: Keimi/Pappag big-wave.

Abduct fear—safe relief.

Shoulder-drop Hatchan.

"Hatchiii~! Match wild! Tough—strong!"

"Sweat-grip. Good fight Hachi."

"Nyuu~ Aaron-san tail. Nada."

"Tomorrow too! Congrats!"

"Idol Hachi!"

"Nyuu~ thx duo."

Monitor-watch hype-voice.

Glee-cheek-loose Hatchan.

"No issues?"

"Yup! Tako sold tons!"

"Less sans Hachi tho."

"Fine. Safe effort= win."

"Hatchin..."

"Hachii..."

Soft-quake duo: Hatchan.

"Us bash now. Straw joint. All come."

"Yay!"

"Tako round2!"

Keimi/Pappag joy—kin too.

Arlong crew bash-love. Aaron grump cut—Keimi/Pappag shift start.

Quick Hattari-return heel.

Turn: Hatchan spot far Ms.K.

Mask—but stare-feel. Tilt.

"Nyuu?"

"U-um..."

"Ah—bash join? Sure. Straw solid—party= buds."

"Ah..."

"Ship soon. Lead—here."

Robe-small voice=female vibe.

Hatchan no-guard beckon.

Fest-mates—bash bond.

"What? No?"

Ms.K freeze. Hesitate-pull hand.

"No... sorry. Can't."

"Nyuu? Why?"

"Work."

"Then post-work. Straws dawn-till—big boss bash-fiend."

"Mm..."

Lone-glee mix nod. Arm-hug tight.

Ms.K down-gaze up—front-lock.

"Hey Hatchan..."

"Nyuu? Name drop?"

"Meet again... right?"

"Duh. Wait—anytime."

"...Mm."

Reluctant-turn: Hatchan see-off. Shake-off jog—alley-dip.

Halt-spot: Mr.S stand.

"What—acquaint?"

"Yeah. Old bit."

"Hack crew rally. Blueberry clean—issue neighbor royals. Fest-deal shady."

"As guessed."

"CP too. Unspotted—us wary."

"Merge quick."

"Yeah."

Duo alley-dark sink.

"Drag matches hype-long. Fest-focus= Hack info/proof grab. Real deal tomorrow."

"Got. Worry you— no overdo?"

"Yeah."

"Fire Fist Ace too—no hothead. Got?"

"Got."

"Jeez—listen?! How many times—"

Ms.K scold-mid: Mr.S head-touch.

Odd throb-deep. Why? One nag.

Fire Fist Ace.

Straw poster vibe—name hit= ache lock.

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