After Akira walked to the bar, the proprietress opened her mouth and said, "What kind of wine does the customer want to drink?"
Akira shook his head and said, "I don't drink alcohol."
The proprietress's expression changed and she said, "We run a bar here. If you don't drink alcohol, what are you doing here?"
Akira said, "Other people's bars naturally only sell alcohol, but your bar shouldn't just sell alcohol, right?"
The proprietress was naturally Shakky. She looked at the young man in front of her. His calm appearance made her value him. She asked, "Customer, you don't drink alcohol, so what do you want?"
"Information!" Akira slowly spat out two words.
Shakky immediately laughed softly, and said with a smile, "I don't know where you heard the rumors, but we only sell alcohol here. There's no such thing as information like you said. Moreover, how old are you? Can you drink alcohol?"
Akira also smiled and said, "I'll be sixteen soon. I've been drinking alcohol since I was a child. Do you think I can drink?"
Afterwards, Akira continued, "But I'm not drinking alcohol today. I only want to get some information from you. I know the rules. You tell me the information, and I'll pay you the reward. It's fair and just."
Shakky's expression became serious. Her bar was indeed a secret information selling point. This was the resources and channels she had accumulated over the years.
However, ordinary people simply didn't know the situation here. Only some old customers knew. She didn't know how a young man like Akira knew about this place.
Shakky spat out a mouthful of smoke. She was very tall, and Akira was sitting, so she was looking at Akira from a high position.
She asked quietly, "Little guy, not just anyone is qualified to buy my information. Being able to know about this place means you also have some background. Tell me, which path are you on? I'll see if you're qualified."
Facing Shakky's arrogant attitude, Akira didn't care. He smiled, and then pulled up his cuff. He only saw a lifelike tattoo imprinted on his right shoulder.
When Shakky saw this tattoo, her face changed greatly. The cigarette in her hand also stopped. Her gaze suddenly bloomed with a bright light, and she exclaimed, "Whitebeard Pirates. Kid, you're actually a pirate, and you're from the Whitebeard Pirates?"
It was no wonder that Shakky felt surprised, because Akira's dress really didn't look like a pirate.
He was wearing a blue undershirt with a floral print, with a spacious white robe draped over it. He was wearing navy blue pants.
He was very neat and clean. With his delicate face, he looked more like a noble young master than a pirate, even if he had a sword on his back.
What surprised Shakky even more was that this young man wasn't just a pirate, but was actually a pirate from the Whitebeard 267 Pirates. He wouldn't mistake the Whitebeard Pirates' logo.
He also didn't think that Akira was a fake. There probably weren't many people on the sea who dared to impersonate the Whitebeard Pirates. She wasn't so lucky to encounter one.
Akira pulled down his cuff, and said with a smile, "I'm a pirate from the Whitebeard Pirates. Are you very surprised?"
Shakky quickly recovered. Her gaze towards Akira was full of a different meaning. She said with a smile, "A little. It's just that how did the people from the Whitebeard Pirates come here? I don't have any interaction with Whitebeard."
Akira said, "Having no interaction doesn't mean you won't do my business, right?"
Shakky's gaze towards Akira flickered. She suddenly smiled and said, "I'm a bit interested in you. Tell me, what kind of information do you want?"
"Devil Fruits." Akira said.
"Devil Fruits!"
Shakky looked at Akira in surprise, and said, "Devil Fruits are hard to come by. It's not that easy to know the information about Devil Fruits. What kind of Devil Fruit information do you want?"
Although Devil Fruits were rare, Shakky's information network was very wide. She still knew the whereabouts of some Devil Fruits.
Akira said, "Logia-type Yuki Yuki no Mi, Paramecia-type Kiro Kiro no Mi, Ton Ton no Mi, and the Ope Ope no Mi."
After Akira finished speaking, Shakky looked at Akira like she was looking at a monster. After a long time, she said, "Kid, are you playing with me? You suddenly said four Devil Fruits, each one more rare than the last."
Akira said, "It's precisely because they're rare that I came to you. Otherwise, why would I come to buy information?"
Shakky shook her head directly and said, "No, no, no information."
Akira asked unwillingly, "Not even one?"
"No..."
Shakky was about to speak, but suddenly stopped. Her brows were tightly furrowed, as if she was thinking about something. She said slowly, "There is one that I have a bit of an impression of."
"Which one?"
Hearing Shakky's words, Akira immediately became excited, and asked eagerly.
However, Shakky looked at Akira very calmly, and said, "There is indeed one. However, before that, shouldn't we talk about the price first? Even if you're from the Whitebeard Pirates, you can't know anything without paying."
"Cough cough."
Akira coughed awkwardly. He said seriously, "I don't have much money on me right now. How about this? You tell me the information first, and then I'll write you a letter. Take my letter directly to the Whitebeard Pirates. You can ask for however much you want. How's that?"
Shakky slammed the table fiercely and shouted, "Kid, do you think I'm a fool? Let me go to the Whitebeard Pirates to get money? Do I have that much time? Even if I have that much time, I wouldn't want to go. You come to buy information without money. Get lost, get lost, get lost."
Akira said, "Proprietress, don't be like this. Everything can be discussed."
However, Shakky said very seriously, "No money, no talk. Kid, I'm still considering Whitebeard's face. Otherwise, I would have thrown you out long ago. Hurry up and get lost before I get angry."
"Wait."
Akira shouted loudly. Then, looking at Shakky, he said, "Alright, since you're not willing to go get the money, then let's change the transaction. How about this? I'll find a guarantor. Let him guarantee for me. If I can't pay back the money, you can ask him for it."
"Guarantor." However, Shakky curled her lips and said, "I don't want to be so troublesome. Who knows who you'll find to be the guarantor."
Akira chuckled and said, "The person I'm looking for isn't ordinary, and you'll definitely agree."
"Whitebeard? That won't work. Unless Whitebeard is here, I won't guarantee it." Shakky shook her head immediately.
Akira said, "It's not Dad. It's another person. I believe you should know him too. It's Rayleigh."
"What? Cough cough..."
Shakky was smoking. Hearing Akira's words, she didn't react at once, and was choked by the smoke. After a few seconds, she looked at Akira in disbelief, and asked, "The Rayleigh you just said is?"
Akira said, "It's him, 'Dark King' Rayleigh. I'm an old friend with him. With him as a guarantor, it should be alright, right?"
Shakky didn't speak. Instead, she walked out from behind the bar, walked to Akira's side, and looked him up and down, left and right, front and back.
After a few minutes, she lit a cigarette again, looked at Akira, and said, "Kid, I already know who you are. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, a pirate from the Whitebeard Pirates, and you know Rayleigh. You're that Newgate D. Akira Stone, right?"
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