"I'm right outside the door. Just tell me what you need!"
Leon really wanted to go in—
but after thinking it over, even he knew rushing into the bathroom was a bad idea.
There would be plenty of chances in the future.
Besides, they'd only known each other for a short while.
He didn't believe good fortune would fall into his lap that easily.
If she called him now, it might be a trap.
"I don't have a change of clothes. Can you find something for me and bring it in?"
"Clothes?"
"Alright, wait!"
Leon hurried upstairs to the second-floor room and picked out a brand-new outfit.
Then he returned to the bathroom door.
He knocked lightly, intending for Zoro to open the door just a crack so he could pass the clothes through.
To his surprise—
the bathroom door opened fully.
Leon's blood boiled instantly—
—but one second later it felt like someone dumped cold water on his head.
Because although the door was open…
He only saw Zoro's back.
Nothing exciting.
Nothing revealing.
Just a back.
"Here you go," Leon said.
Nothing special about a back—
male or female, it looked the same.
Still, Leon wasn't giving up easily.
He held the clothes in a way that wasn't straightforward—
he bent his arm just slightly, making it impossible for Zoro to take the clothes without turning around.
If she turned…
wouldn't good things happen?
His idea was flawless.
Unfortunately—
Zoro defeated the tactic effortlessly.
She didn't turn around.
She simply stepped back and reached behind her to grab the clothes.
Backhand.
Perfectly done.
"That's it?" Leon muttered with a defeated expression.
He could only sigh helplessly and walk away.
A short while later, Zoro came out of the bathroom—fully dressed.
The clothes didn't fit well; they were a size too big.
After all, Zoro in this world was a woman—
shorter and lighter than the One Piece Zoro.
Though… "smaller" did not apply in certain areas.
"Your clothes look ugly, but they're comfortable. Not great for fighting, though."
As Zoro moved, her figure bounced slightly—
and Leon nearly fainted on the spot.
"No, wait—those were my clothes. Not the tight kind!"
Leon glanced discreetly at her several times before letting out a long sigh.
"Unwise… extremely unwise…"
He slapped his forehead dramatically.
Why didn't he give her something transparent?
Or at least white!?
"What wine do you have here?"
Zoro asked casually.
"Of course! I prepared plenty."
Leon led her to the storage area, with Nami following behind them.
The three grabbed a few bottles and returned to the lounge on the first floor.
Leon flopped onto the sofa, crossed his legs, opened a bottle, and relaxed completely.
The only problem?
There was wine…
but no side dishes.
"Drinking without food is boring," Zoro grumbled.
"Eat potato chips," Nami said, opening several bags.
Potato chips were tasty, but they didn't exactly pair well with wine.
Wine always needed something—
if not a meal, at least a small snack.
"Let's go out. We'll find a place to eat!"
"Are there any well-known entertainment spots nearby?"
Leon had only been in this world for a short time and didn't know the famous places yet.
"Well-known… around here?"
Nami and Zoro both thought for a moment.
Then they spoke in unison:
"Buggy Entertainment City."
"Buggy Entertainment City?"
Leon blinked.
"Don't tell me… Buggy the Clown?"
There was a Buggy in One Piece.
A Devil Fruit user.
"I never imagined male-escort-world Buggy would become a business owner. That's impressive!"
"Let's go! To Buggy's Casino!"
"Let's go dine and dash!"
"All three of us?"
"Us three? Dine-and-dash at Buggy's place?"
"You know how many men Buggy has, right?"
Nami looked terrified—not because she was timid, but because the numbers were absurd.
There were two to three hundred men under Buggy.
Worse—
rumor said Buggy had eaten the Hippo-Hippo Fruit.
Half an hour later—
The trio arrived at Buggy Entertainment City.
It was huge, brightly lit, and looked extremely luxurious from the outside.
"Let's go in!"
Leon waved proudly, and the three entered the entertainment center.
The place was bustling—
crowds everywhere.
"What the hell is that!?"
Leon's eyes locked onto an elevated open-air stage.
A resident singer was performing.
He looked decent but…
His singing was atrocious.
At least in Leon's opinion.
Leon marched straight onto the stage and snatched the microphone out of the singer's hands.
"What kind of garbage singing is this?"
"Listen carefully!"
"This is how you sing!"
"The great river flows eastward, and the stars above point to the Big Dipper—!!"
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