LRAB Chapter 253 Roses and Thorns
Chapter 253 Roses and Thorns
Chapter 253 Roses and Thorns
Wano Country, the City of Flowers, the Promenade
Wearing a kimono and a beret, Borsalino walked down the middle of the street, swaying and reeking of alcohol.
"Oh, sir, would you like to come in and have some hangover soup?"
Borsalino raised his head slightly and glanced at Jien, whose body was half-exposed out of the second-floor window.
"Oh~ Do you know how to play the shamisen?"
With a flick of her right hand, she used a round palm-leaf fan to cover half of her smile. Gion's clapper sound and soft laughter attracted the attention of nearby men.
"It's Miss Gion! She's so kind!"
"I'd be willing to die tomorrow if I could spend the night with her."
"Stop dreaming, you idiot! I heard Miss Gion is preparing to compete for the title of courtesan of the Flower Capital! A woman like that is not someone we can touch!"
Hearing the men around him talking, Borsalino pushed up his glasses.
Also, press down firmly the fake mustache that's attached above your lips.
"This humble lady is skilled in everything, but I wonder if you would be willing to spend a little bit of gold for her?"
Borsalino grinned lewdly as he entered the shop, greeted by the madam who had come out of the door.
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"Isn't money all there for this day?"
"I only want Miss Gion's company. With such a beauty by my side tonight, it's sure to be a night of revelry."
The second floor of the house.
Borsalino was greeted by Gion and entered the room at the end.
His facial expression remained unchanged.
"No rush, let me have a drink first, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to bring myself to do it."
Gion responded and left the room to go downstairs to get the sake.
at the same time.
Borsalino caught a glimpse of the katana hidden inside a flowerpot in the room out of the corner of his eye.
He stepped forward, pressed the knife handle down further, and then scooped up a handful of soil to compact it.
He sat down again only after confirming that he wouldn't give himself away.
Just as her bottom came into contact with the tatami again, the shoji screens reopened.
Gion carried a musical instrument case on her back and a small wine bottle about the length of her forearm as she entered the room.
As the slightly cloudy wine slid into the glass, a ray of moonlight shone through the half-open window.
Borsalino remained silent, as did Gion.
After kneeling down and tuning the shamisen, I began to play.
This performance lasted for several hours.
After finishing a whole bottle of sake, Borsalino went to the window and gazed at the moon in the sky.
"How beautiful, the last moon~"
dong dong~
The sound of fingers tapping on the door frame could be heard.
Before Borsalino and Jien could speak, the wooden barrier opened automatically.
The madam greeted Borsalino as he entered the shop and walked into the room.
His face no longer displayed the "enthusiasm" that a businessman should have; instead, it carried a chilling indifference.
"Major General Borsalino, I have not received any notification from headquarters that you were sent on this mission."
Borsalino closed the window, sat down again, and waved to Gion, who was still playing.
Gion naturally retreated to the vicinity of the flowerpot where the konjac was buried.
"My superior isn't from headquarters, Cora."
"So, may I ask what brings you here this time?"
Faced with Coe's relentless pressure, Borsalino calmly put down his glass.
"Before we get down to business, I have something I'd like to ask you."
"Kora, is your superior the Sengoku General or the Air Marshal?"
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The woman called Cora did not respond, her eyes narrowing slightly as she looked at Borsalino.
"It seems you're one of Marshal Kong's men. Did the Marshal tell you who you need to monitor for this mission?"
Kora still has not responded.
They exhibit a kind of "loyalty" that means "I won't speak as long as it's related to the task."
"This is truly perplexing. Are they looking down on this old man?"
Borsalino wasn't angry; his face still had that greasy, crooked look.
"I'm clearly a man destined for great things, do you even know about Project Twilight?"
Faced with the man's sudden question, even though she was prepared, a hint of seriousness still flashed across Cora's silent expression.
Borsalino breathed a slight sigh of relief upon seeing the emotion in Borsalino's eyes.
The marshal most likely didn't fully explain the Twilight Plan to the other side; he probably only mentioned the codename "Twilight." As for the target of the surveillance mission—
It's probably not Bazel at dusk, but Gion where they're maintaining their shamisen.
"Please get to the point. I will report to the Fleet Admiral the truth about your secret departure from headquarters and your arrival in Wano Country."
Report truthfully to the Marshal.
After hearing the flaws in the words, Borsalino finally confirmed his guess.
Kora was indeed the Marshal's woman, otherwise she should have said—
I will report to headquarters truthfully, instead of mentioning the marshal separately.
"I am secretly establishing a new naval force, and I am in dire need of personnel."
"Kora, I'm willing to give you this opportunity."
Before Borsalino could finish speaking, Cole's suppressed low rebuke concealed a great deal of anger.
"Major General Borsalino, are you planning to start your own operation!?"
The upper body leans forward, conveying a strong sense of oppression.
"I will report this matter to the Marshal in detail. You can wait for the headquarters' decision!"
Seemingly sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Ke, in a fit of anger, tried to get up and leave.
But a figure wielding a knife was already standing in front of the departing wooden barrier.
Gion's face still wore the deathly white geisha makeup.
He held the scabbard of the golden dagger in his left hand and lightly rested his right hand on the hilt.
"Lady Cora, please don't make things difficult for me."
Kora squinted, her right hand slowly forming a finger gun gesture.
"Oh, you'd better not move, or I won't hold back."
Gion's eyes reflected a dazzling golden light. Kora let out a long breath, turned around, and sat down again.
The previous anger vanished.
"I'm in dire need of manpower right now. If you're willing to join me, I can plead for you, since my mission is to kill you."
"What if I refuse?"
No sooner had Cora uttered those words than the sound of a blade being drawn came from behind her.
Borsalino's smile faded: "This matter concerns the future, and I cannot gamble on it, nor am I willing to gamble on it."
"I gave you the opportunity, but you didn't cherish it."
Kora's eyes flashed, and without thinking, she lay back to avoid the decapitator's strike, flipping the wooden table over with both hands.
call out! !
A golden beam of light pierced through the wooden table and struck Zhongke's calf directly.
Kora, who was about to get up and use her shave technique, stumbled and fell to the ground.
Her meticulously styled hair fell loose, and she glared fiercely at Borsalino like a demon.
"Twilight, before I die, tell me who Twilight really is!"
Borsalino slowly got up.
"The dead should just die peacefully, or perhaps—"
Whoosh—!
The closet where clothes were stored was opened, revealing a video recording Den Den Mushi with wide eyes.
"Do you think you still have a chance to send away what you've recorded?"
"True justice seeks to live freely, but the shadow behind it inevitably lies countless withered bones."
Several laser beams pierced through the woman's limb bones again.
After crushing the recording Den Den Mushi, Borsalino pulled back the wooden barrier and stepped outside.
His head was slightly lowered, and the sunglasses that covered his eyes reflected an arc of light that was difficult to penetrate.
"Gion, the rest is up to you. Don't say anything more, just quietly send her on her way."
"That's what he meant too."
Bang—the wooden barrier was gently closed.
he?
Cola, who was lying on the ground, was stunned for a moment, and then a figure inexplicably flashed through her mind.
That face I had seen long ago!
That man I thought was just a coincidence!
"It's him! It really is him!! The one called—"
puff! !
With a flash of light, several streaks of blood appeared on the geisha's pale face.
In the reflection of the wall, a disheveled head is propelled high by a "black" liquid shadow.
"I'm sorry, but it's all for the right future."
Wiping away the bloodstains from the blade, Gion pulled back the wooden barrier.
"Come in, take the body to the incinerator, clean up all the bloodstains, and seal this room completely."
Several women dressed in tight-fitting short skirts and kimonos entered the room and silently tidied up the mess inside.
Looking through that loose collar, one sees countless scars of all sizes.
These were all poor people she had rescued from noble families; they were trustworthy companions who only listened to her.
Becoming the top courtesan is not as simple as just talking about it.
Especially in this twisted kingdom where superiors are respected and inferiors are treated.
Only when your fists are strong enough will those arrogant samurai dare not mess with you or your forces.
Only those nobles who jump around after the harvest will obediently abide by their own rules.
The metal blade slowly clattered as it was sheathed.
With a click as the clasp closed, the wooden screen of Gion opened, leading to the outside world.
Behind her, the women kneeling on one knee had their heads bowed, a hint of fanaticism flashing in their eyes.
"I will become the queen of the flower capital."
"And you are the thorns that protect the rose."
"Yes, Lady Courtesan!" the women replied solemnly.
"I want to witness with my own eyes the moment when aristocratic privileges disappear, and to see if the sky will become clearer when that day comes."
The wooden barrier slowly closed, and the tall figure holding the sword gradually disappeared into the darkness.
"Starting tomorrow, I will publicly proclaim my name as the queen of flowers, and all the brothels in the Flower Capital must pledge allegiance to me."
"This is not a notification, it's an order."
"Yes, Lady Courtesan!!"
Meanwhile, the Sky Island—
【Island of the Gods - Apayado】
Bazel received a call from Borsalino.
"You mean that matter? Thank you for your trouble. You're asking me?"
"I just escaped from Garp with my men. That 'King of Skipping Work' is getting stronger despite his age."
Borsalino's joking voice came through the Den Den Mushi.
"That's really scary. By the way, did you and Professor Zephyr say something?"
"He actually asked me out for drinks alone. That's even more outrageous than Lieutenant General Garp becoming a Field Marshal."
Zefano Borsalino is drinking?
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Bazel was also unsure of Zefa's thoughts, probably wanting to see what he could do.
"It shouldn't be a bad thing. Garp guessed our plan by accident, and he even told Zeff about it. I'm having a headache about this now too."
"I bet he'll go to the West Sea to check with Dragon soon. If I'm not mistaken, you'll probably get a call from Dragon complaining about something soon."
Seemingly imagining Dragon getting a beating, the Den Den Mushi let out a gloating laugh.
"It's a pity I haven't had time to go to the West Sea recently, otherwise I would definitely have taken some photos of the Doraga."
"No time?"
After a moment's thought, Bazel figured out the reason.
"The World Government's order has come down?"
Den Den Mushi nodded: "That's right, my position is the head of the Naval Science Unit, a newly established organization."
"Although it carries the name of the Navy, this scientific unit is subordinate to the Five Elders—"
"Scientific defense against the God of War, Jaigolusia Satan Saint," Bazel answered quickly.
"That's right, it's him. I suspect he'll be conducting round-the-clock surveillance and observation of the naval science force from now on."
"After all, the experiments Vegapunk is doing now—are a bit frightening to this old man."
The Den Den Mushi's smile vanished, replaced by a sudden gloom.
"The Naval Science Unit is stationed in Punk Hazard in the New World. Satan has ordered Vegapunk to complete the experiment on human gigantification as quickly as possible."
"The World Government seems to want to acquire the power of the Titans!"
"And deep within Punk Hazard—"
"There's a bunch of frozen ancient giant corpses!!!"
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