Morgans swallowed, looking at the port covered in shredded flesh. He turned his head and said, "Um... Nishikawa-sama, everyone's dead. Probably no one else will come today."
Makoto pouted: "Keep putting out the press release. Spread the news."
Morgans nodded repeatedly.
If someone asked him to do something, he would normally extort them severely.
But Makoto was different. Morgans could tell at a glance that this man would definitely become a big shot in the future.
For such a person, favors were far more important than money.
Therefore, from the moment Makoto asked him for help, he hadn't asked for a single cent.
Morgans remembered something and suggested, "By the way, Master, just offering a look might not attract too many people, after all... the appeal is limited."
Makoto raised an eyebrow: "Then what should we do? Offer a night with her for a Devil Fruit?"
Shakky, who had been expressionless, widened her eyes, 'Damn, even if this bastard probably wouldn't actually make me do that, if such a rumor spread across the sea, would I have any reputation left?'
"Th-That's too extreme, Master. After all, Shakky has many admirers on the sea. Doing that might be a bit dangerous..." Morgans wiped the sweat from his face with his feather-covered hand.
'Damn, this guy was even crazier than I had imagined.'
Makoto thought again and said, "Then say, 'Bring a Devil Fruit and receive a kiss from Shakky'. Okay, let's go with that."
"I refuse!" Shakky refused sharply. What did he take her for? Kissing, sleeping… was she a prostitute from the Pleasure District?
Gloriosa quickly stepped in to mediate: "Nishikawa-san, this... isn't very appropriate. If you push Shakky to suicide, wouldn't that be a loss for both sides?"
'What a damn pain.'
Makoto thought again and finally decided: "Just put the word out like that. Same as before, after we lure the pirates in, we'll kill them and take their Devil Fruits."
Morgans, Gloriosa, and the others fell silent again.
Good grief, this was a surefire way to make enemies of every pirate on the sea.
However, none of Makoto's female companions, like Megumi, had any objections.
The former, after several days, had come to understand this world quite well and naturally had no goodwill towards scum like pirates who burned, killed, and looted.
If it was a pig-butchering scam, so be it. Dying this easily was still letting them off lightly.
And as for Yu and the others, there was even less to say.
Who was Yu?
He was Makoto's most capable warrior. If Makoto gave the order, he wouldn't even blink if told to shoot his own parents.
Returning to a restaurant on the island, the Aizono sisters, Ran, the Nakano Quintuplets, and many other players were already there waiting for Makoto.
Although several days had passed since their arrival in the One Piece World, no one had left.
Even the veteran players dared not act rashly in such an unfamiliar environment.
Clinging to Makoto's coattails was the optimal solution.
"Th-That, Commander, d-drink some water." Miyuki, carrying a tray, approached tremblingly.
As a rookie player new to the game, he had to perform well if he wanted to get along under Makoto.
But the problem was, aside from being excellent at exams, Miyuki had no other skills. He could only do odd jobs like bringing tea and water to stay relevant.
"Have your sister do it next time." Makoto took the water and said after taking a sip.
Miyuki's already narrow eyes widened dramatically. If anyone else had said that, he, as a bro-con, would have kicked them long ago.
But since it was Makoto saying it, he didn't have the guts.
However, Miyuki misunderstood this time. Makoto wasn't interested in his sister... he simply preferred having fragrant young girls serve him, even for trivial tasks like bringing tea and water.
And to be honest, Makoto's impression of Miyuki was quite positive. Like Hachiman, he was one of the few normal male protagonists in the slice-of-life anime he had watched in his previous life.
"Senpai, any luck?"
After Makoto sat down, fangirls like Moeha and Kokoro immediately bounced over.
And the position in Makoto's arms was always Nayuta's first priority… while the main wife lives, you are all but mistresses.
Not that Nayuta could die anyway...
Makoto signaled for Beam to open the treasure chest.
Seeing this strange fruit, resembling a large mushroom but covered in bizarre patterns on its surface, everyone crowded around curiously.
Suzuki Sonoko: "Is this a Devil Fruit? It looks so strange."
Airi: "Eat it and gain superpowers? Then what was all our hard work for?"
Marina: "You can't say that, Airi. Didn't Makoto-kun say that if you eat this, you can't swim?"
Yui: "That's still not good, right? It would be very troublesome if you encounter a superpower user who specializes in water, like a Water Release Ninja."
Itsuki: "Does it taste good?"
As soon as Itsuki spoke, everyone's attention focused on her.
Itsuki, with her slightly chubby cheeks, blinked innocently at the stares.
'Why is everyone looking at me like that? Isn't it normal to be curious about the taste of such a strange fruit?'
Ichika and her other sisters couldn't help but slap their foreheads.
'Itsuki, can you please not let your foodie tendencies act up regardless of the occasion?'
'Everyone else was concerned about the fruit's superpowers, and you're the only one worried about the taste.'
Makoto couldn't help but laugh.
In his previous life, discussions about the Nakano Quintuplets were also heated. Fans of Ichika, fans of Nino, fans of Miku... the five sisters were split into five factions arguing endlessly.
Although Makoto leaned slightly towards Miku, if forced to choose, he said it was okay... well... he'd do all five the same...
Among the quintuplets, Itsuki was quite a special existence.
While her four sisters were developing feelings for the male lead, she was eating.
While the four sisters were fighting tooth and nail over the male lead, she was eating.
While three of her sisters were weeping bitterly over the male lead's final choice of Yotsuba, she was still eating.
Remember, she was the first to meet the male lead, the type who got handed the script but actively threw it away.
Therefore, Makoto had a bit of appreciation for this girl. It wasn't strange to fight over a man, but if you're going to fight, at least choose someone worthwhile.
The male lead in Quintessential Quintuplets, while not as detestable as Aki Tomoya, didn't have many positive qualities either.
He was a standard harem anime male lead: average family background, average personality, and the common flaw of all harem male leads… knowing that a bunch of girls like him, but just pretending not to see, refusing to choose.
"I think his name was... what... what Futarou... something?"
Makoto muttered to himself. When watching the anime in his previous life, his attention was entirely on the five sisters' quarrels. He had no impression of this utterly unremarkable male lead at all.
Remembering his name was already good enough... he'd forgotten his surname entirely.
"Huh? Commander, are you calling me?"
Just then, someone in the crowd spoke up.
Makoto looked up and saw a young man with a bowl-cut hairstyle like a pot lid.
Makoto: "..."
'Good grief, so many people had traveled this time that I hadn't kept track.'
'I hadn't expected this guy to come too.'
But what attracted Makoto's attention even more was the tall, beautiful woman standing next to Kotonoha, with waist-length purple hair and a cool, stunning appearance.
Her standard oval-shaped face held a pair of rather listless eyes.
Even wearing Shuchi'in's figure-hugging black uniform, she couldn't hide her alluring curves.
'Damn, it's the workhorse of infinite world novels!?'