Sabaody Archipelago, Island 78, Simon's Bar.
As soon as Gion opened the bar's shutter door and dragged Sephiroth in, they immediately attracted the attention of many drinkers, especially the white justice cloak Gion wore over her shoulder.
This island was a link to the lawless zone of Islands 0-10, and among the drinkers in the bar, many wandered between black and white. Some were even bounty hunters, whom Sephiroth recognized.
However, based on the principle that as long as the other party didn't cause trouble, he wouldn't bother to deal with them. He didn't immediately take action and cut all those wanted criminals to death.
There were many criminals in the Sabaody Archipelago, and their interests were very complicated. Perhaps someone he casually cut to death might be the subordinate of a high-ranking official.
Then he would offend someone inadvertently!
Therefore, doing one more thing was worse than doing one less. "Hello, I'm everyone!" he thought.
"Bring me a bottle of tequila!" Gion shouted, sitting on a stool in front of the bar, tapping the table to signal the bartender to quickly serve the drinks.
"Drinking on an empty stomach isn't good for you... Order something to eat first!"
Sephiroth casually picked up a menu from the bar and glanced at the names of the dishes in the catalog. He then raised his head and said to the bartender, "Two cherry pies, beef in sauce, roasted lamb, fruit platter."
"What do you want?" He turned to look at Gion beside him.
However, Sephiroth saw Gion had already picked up a bottle of tequila, and as if drinking cold water, she gulped "gulp! gulp! gulp!" half the bottle in one breath, then let out a satisfied sigh.
Sephiroth: "..."
This woman! You drink so much on an empty stomach, aren't you afraid of stomach bleeding?
After the food was gradually served, Gion only ate a few pieces of fruit and a slice of cherry pie, then she continued to urge him to drink, as if she wouldn't go home until she was drunk.
It was clear, Gion was not in a good mood. It must have been because of that Tenryuubito trash.
Some things, knowing is one thing, seeing firsthand is another.
Saint Charlos's vile scene before her eyes reminded her of the mother and child who died innocently and tragically four years ago under another Tenryuubito.
After all these years, when she faced similar things, she still felt so helpless!
After drinking bottle after bottle of wine, Gion gradually felt dizzy, and for some reason wanted to cry.
So, she tore off the Marine justice cloak on her shoulder, buried her face in it, and began to weep bitterly in a low voice, with all her tears and snot wiped all over it. Especially the word "justice," which she treated in a focused manner.
No need to guess that, catalyzed by alcohol, Gion's current state of mind had reached the verge of collapse.
Sephiroth first raised his head and drank a glass of whiskey, then sighed helplessly and patted Gion's shoulder.
When they first entered the Marine, and when they first entered the military academy, their superiors and teachers all said that the Marine represented justice and that they should fight against criminal pirates as their own responsibility!
However, after gradually seeing the ugliness and darkness of the World Government, how many people could still maintain their initial aspirations?
In fact, many of the corrupt high-ranking Marine officials who befriended Sephiroth, in their youth, were Marine soldiers with dreams and justice!
But, after all kinds of darkness and helplessness, their hearts became numb, and they began to become depraved and rotten. They prioritized personal interests and used the Marine as a platform to engage in drug trafficking, human trafficking, money and power trading, and power trading. For personal gain, embezzlement and bribery. All kinds of illegalities.
The entire World Government was full of decay and darkness, and they were powerless to change it!
Therefore, we can't change anything, let's just adapt!
Rot, all of them!
Most of the corrupt higher-ups in the Marine had this mentality and planned to hang out until retirement, make enough money, and live the rest of their lives dashingly.
To be fair, in this terrible environment, even if Marines like Garp and Aokiji had all sorts of minor issues, they could be considered a clear stream in the Marine!
This was not a little better than some Marine trash who just wore a Marine uniform and went to loot non-World Government franchises to make money.
"Heh heh heh...! You Marine girl, crying... making the wine I drink difficult... What's there to cry about!"
A three-meter tall muscular man with a fierce scar on his left face, a large bald man. He was Bald Johnson, a famous bounty hunter.
With a flushed face, he smiled wickedly, and stumbled to Gion's side.
"Do you need me to comfort you?"
"I promise to make you feel so happy that you will forget all the sad things!" Bald Johnson grinned, his lewd gaze sliding up and down Gion's body.
Sephiroth looked indifferently at the bald man, his voice cold, "Bald Johnson. I don't think you've had enough to drink. How about two more drinks?"
"Heh heh heh...! You know me?" Bald Johnson chuckled cynically. "Oh! Yes, I have a bounty of 62 million Belly, which counts as a big or small shot..."
"Yes! A big shot. How about two more drinks?"
As he spoke, Sephiroth picked up a bottle of whiskey with his left hand and handed it to the bald man.
In the eyes of the onlookers, it looked like the silver-haired youth was already embarrassed and wanted to resolve the conflict bloodlessly by inviting the bald man to drink.
Hearing that, Bald Johnson immediately spat on the floor. He said with disdain, "Bah! Drink as you say!? Who are you! Why should I give you face."
"Also don't ask, not everyone is qualified to toast me, I tell you..."
Uh-huh!
A red flash ignited. In Bald Johnson's eyes, full of shock and astonishment, he felt a slight pain in his neck. He saw the silver-haired youth slowly sheath his almost entirely black Butcher Blade.
He didn't even see how the other party drew his sword.
Plop!
The three-meter tall man, with an expression of pain on his face, clutched his bleeding neck and fell heavily to the ground, gradually feeling his life's journey dim.
"Originally. I also thought about giving you two more drinks before you died, so you could depart."
"Since you don't know what's good or bad, you'll be spared this farewell drink."
Sephiroth's eyes were still extremely indifferent, as if he had just killed not a human, but an annoying fly.
He pulled his wallet from his pants pocket, took out a few bills and placed them on the bar, paying for the drinks and food, and said to the bartender, "This man's body is yours. You can dispose of it as you wish!"
After saying this, he helped the drunk Gion. When he saw the woman's justice cloak still lying on the bar, he immediately reached out, wanting to pick it up.
"It's fine not to wear something dirty like this!" Gion, with drunk eyes, reached out her right hand and stopped Sephiroth's hand from holding her cloak, with a hint of inexplicable dislike in her tone.
"It'll be clean after washing. In fact, it can still be used. No need to throw it away..."
Shaking his head gently, Sephiroth explained, then picked up the justice cloak from the bar and carried it.
"Haha! Wash it. Can it really be clean?" Gion chuckled bitterly.
Sephiroth, looking at the cloak stained with snot and tears, was silent for a moment before speaking, "It should... be able to!"
"Don't try, how do you know?"
With his help, Gion staggered out of the bar.
"Hey-hey-hey! Sephiroth. Let's go to that bar and keep drinking!"
"You're drunk. Where do you live?"
"I'LL SEND YOU BACK."
"I'm not drunk. I'll still drink~!"
Gion mumbled, seemingly unwilling and relentless, then looped her arm around Sephiroth's head, causing the side of the youth's face to step into the oily abyss, and dragged him to a bar not far away.
Seeing this situation, Sephiroth could only sigh helplessly. He pulled out the famous sword Konpira, which was tucked into Gion's waist. After hanging it on his waist, he squatted slightly and reached out. He put his hand on Gion's shoulder, but the latter rebelled and wanted to get down.
SLAP!
He raised his hand and lightly slapped Gion's bottom.
"Gion, be good!... Stop making trouble! Good night and forget all the unpleasant things today."
Feeling that Gion on his shoulder was finally no longer noisy, Sephiroth then pushed her into a nearby high-end hotel and booked a luxury suite on the third floor at the front desk.
After Sephiroth brought Gion all the way to the third floor, opened the door with the key, and locked the door with hand in hand, he laid her on the big bed and leaned the famous sword Konpira against the bedside table.
He also covered Gion with a blanket.
After doing all this, he turned around, ready to pull the Butcher Blade from his waist and open the spatial door to leave.
However.
Gion, suddenly got up from the bed and grabbed his wrist.
"What else is it!?"
"Do you like me or not!?"
Gion stood, looking down, and stared at him with drunk eyes.
"You're drunk. Get some good rest!"
Sephiroth turned his head slightly, not daring to look directly at Gion's slightly burning gaze.
If he and Gion took another step, he felt that he would surely have many problems he couldn't grasp in the future.
Seeing this, Gion suddenly smiled contemptuously. She held his hand slightly and said in a slightly playful tone, "Hah! Man."
Immediately after, she squatted down.
"Hiss~! You."
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