I have the Flame-Flame Fruit, I'm invincible!

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Author: Tourist Wanderer

Summary:

Even dogs wouldn't eat scorched fruit.

Although it was said in jest, it is generally accepted among One Piece fans.

After all, these days, who doesn't know how to play with fire?

You agree, right? Want some? Burn it?

Dick, who had traveled through time, looked at the Flame-Flame Fruit in his hand, torn between eating it or not.

Of course, it's about eating.

after many years.

Dick: Actually, what I want to eat most is the Rumble-Rumble Fruit.

Chapter 1 The Four Heroes Pirate Crew

On a small pirate ship in the East China Sea, on the vast ocean.

A short figure stood atop the flagpole, gazing into the distance.

The sunlight shone down, making his handsome face even more striking. The sea breeze tousled his black hair, scattering it across his face, and his clothes rustled softly, all accentuated by his tall and straight back.

Anyone who sees this would think that he is an extremely powerful and prestigious expert.

Although he is young.

"Boss, we're almost there."

The pirate said cautiously.

"Okay, got it." Dick turned around, leaped lightly, did a somersault in the air, and landed gracefully.

After resting for a few minutes until my legs felt better, I stepped forward.

"You, lower the pirate flag first."

"???"

"We are pirates."

"Idiot, do you even know if there's a navy on the island?"

"The Navy? Yeah, I guess so."

The fat pirate muttered something.

Pirates generally do not engage in combat with the Navy, even if they are stronger than the Navy.

Let's exclude a certain shipping magnate for now.

"But we don't need to lower the pirate flag. We can just rob a bunch of pirates first, and then run away if we run into the Marines, right?"

"Are you the boss or am I the boss?" Dick asked with a hostile expression.

"You are..."

The fat pirate chuckled.

He cursed inwardly.

Damn it, who are you to call me boss? I'm the boss, okay?

Beside them, three other pirates of varying heights and builds also wore expressions of utter despair.

They are the four most famous pirate crews in the East Blue.

As the name suggests, it consists of four good brothers who grew up together.

They are composed of four people: tall in the east, short in the west, fat in the north, and thin in the south.

As usual, they were eating hot pot and singing when they passed by a deserted island and saw a handsome young man in the distance.

This immediately gave the four of them something to think about.

If it's an easy target, just grab it and see what happens.

If you don't have money, you can sell yourself to a slave trader, or use it to amuse yourself when you're bored.

As a result, the soft persimmon became a monster.

The Four Heroes Pirate Crew, whose fame resounded throughout the East Blue, also became the Four Servant Pirate Crew.

The four heroes felt fear when they recalled being burned by the boy.

On the island.

Regardless of whether it was a pirate ship or not, Dick immediately took his four "loyal" subordinates to a restaurant for a meal.

For people, especially those in the world of One Piece, eating is the most important thing.

If you don't have food to eat, you won't have strength, and if you don't have strength, you can't fight back.

If you can't hit someone, you'll get arrested.

Therefore, eating is the top priority.

Heaven and Earth eat the biggest meal.

Upon seeing the formidable group of four before him, and Dick as their leader, the restaurant owner's pupils immediately contracted, before he relaxed.

In the Great Pirate Era, it was commonplace for pirates to come and eat.

You can't help but feel uncomfortable.

"Damn it, boss, bring out all the good wine and meat, quick!" the fat pirate yelled.

"Shut up, how can you talk like that?"

"Yes, yes," the fat pirate sneered.

Dick looked at his boss gently.

"Please bring more food, I have a big appetite, thank you for your help."

"It's no trouble at all," the boss said, flattered, and hurriedly told the kitchen to serve the food.

A dozen minutes later, all the food was served.

The skinny pirate reached for the chicken leg in his right hand.

"Ahem." Dick.

"I'll just take a look." The skinny pirate glanced longingly at the chicken leg.

"On the open sea, to meet is fate. To have met you all among countless people, I am truly fortunate." Dick raised his glass.

The four pirates exchanged glances and then raised their glasses.

"However, all good things must come to an end. After today, we will go our separate ways and never see each other again."

My dear family, we can finally get rid of this plague.

The four pirates were tearful.

A perfectly healthy, ruthless pirate even felt like crying.

Also no one.

"By the way, do you remember what I said?"

"I remember, I remember, the most precious treasure in the world, a divine fire that can make you dominate the world if you get one." The pirate nodded enthusiastically.

They were terrified that they might be burned by the demon in front of them if they weren't careful.

"The true name of the Flame-Flame Fruit..."

"Another point."

"Yes, yes, the Flame-Flame Fruit is invincible; it's the strongest Devil Fruit of all."

Dick nodded in satisfaction.

Just remember that.

"Well then, cheers, let's eat."

Dick took the lead, grabbed a piece of meat, and started eating.

With a gurgling sound, a large amount of food disappeared into Dick's mouth with just a stuffing motion.

Dick's stomach, like a bottomless pit, kept digesting food.

Even with the green leaves as a backdrop, Dick's eating manners remained extremely elegant; at most, he ate a little too quickly.

The four pirates' eating habits were truly appalling.