One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

Chapter 14 Paradise and Auction House

The amusement park is a good place.

There is no seriousness or affectation here.

People take a rare break to come here and enjoy laughter and exhaustion; these two are always relative and coexist.

The park's operators hope to tire out visitors as much as possible in order to promote their drinks and snacks.

As tourists wait in the long queues, their anticipation for the visit gradually builds.

Satisfied with the final, brief thrill, they then took out the snacks and drinks they had brought in to soothe their mood.

"What fun things do you do?"

A mischievous child interrupted Bucky's thoughts, pulling him back to reality from his sage-like state of mind.

"Fun?" A mocking smile appeared on his face. "I'll have to think about it carefully."

He reapplied a bold, bright red lipstick, drawing it all the way to his cheeks and gently curving it upwards, giving off a playful air even without a smile.

There was also a ring of charcoal black painted around her eyes.

Bucky is quite good at clown makeup.

The difference was that in Gotham City, he applied makeup to the wound, like a mist of powder being applied to the delicate flesh of the wound, and the feeling was very clear.

But he can no longer feel that clarity.

Or rather, he himself could hardly feel it anymore.

It's unrealistic to expect that inserting the memories of three people into one person's brain would not produce any changes.

The Gotham Joker is just more memorable, more manic, and more suited to the desperate environment on the transport ship.

When that stimulus is gone, the effects naturally occur.

Several ways to make a balloon dog naturally came to mind; the crunching sound when the balloon was stretched was always very satisfying.

However, he didn't bring any balloons with him.

It feels like there's something in my chest cavity.

He opened his chest like a storage cabinet, revealing a human face, several fruit knives, and a full stash of explosives...

There wasn't a single balloon.

"Looks like I forgot to bring it when I went out."

He sighed.

The mischievous child was dumbfounded.

He then turned and ran away, a long tear trailing down his extremely terrified face.

"gentlemen."

Arne stood to one side, holding a camera and looking rather strange.

He found it hard to connect the character in front of him, who resembled an NPC in an amusement park, with the terrifying pirate who caused explosions on a warship.

Why be so serious?

"Smile more, my dear reporter."

Teasing the mischievous kids seemed to have improved Bucky's mood considerably.

He found some commonalities among the three personalities.

Whether it's a clown in a theme park, a clown in a pirate's world, or a clown in a criminal's world, they all enjoy this kind of fun.

"Also, how did your interview go?"

He didn't know if Arne was genuinely interested in journalism or just had a thick skin.

Alne actually took a camera and went to interview the Heart Pirates.

"The situation... well, it's going fairly smoothly."

Arne pulled two interview transcripts from his pocket. "That supernova was indifferent and ignored me, but they have a bear named Bepo on their ship that's not bad."

He flipped through the manuscript paper. "We talked a lot about navigation, the experience of being wanted, and the climate differences between the South China Sea and the North China Sea. This topic always went on for a long time."

"Oh, right, I got his phone number."

Bucky discovers for the first time that his navigator candidate and journalist, Alne, is so gifted in communicating with animals.

This guy always looks gloomy, but he's all smiles when he talks about the interview.

"A good start, right?"

Arne nodded in agreement; he had never imagined he would become a rather serious journalist.

"Then let's prepare to take it a step further."

-

Human auction venue.

A routine auction was held as scheduled.

Slaves, whether tall, petite, or strangely shaped, were stuffed into iron cages, placed on flatbed carts, and pushed under the spotlight in the center of the hall.

"Let's welcome the next item to be auctioned!"

"Look at that nameless warrior from the Land of Flowers, with his imposing and muscular physique, and those wolf-like eyes!"

"With our training, this will surely be an excellent slave for guarding your home and traveling!"

"Starting bid: 100,000 Berries!"

With his hand held high, star-shaped sunglasses, and long purple hair, Disco looked more like a rock singer on stage.

Unlike now, a host at an auction.

However, as the atmosphere in the arena gradually heated up, Disco quietly retreated to the edge of the stage.

"Is everything arranged?"

The person who answered him was a man dressed like James Bond in a suit.

"No problem."

"As soon as he appears, our men will swarm him and hack him to death! Let alone this young master navy officer, even if a real navy lieutenant commander came, he would definitely not be able to escape."

"What about the impact?" Disco took off his white gloves, his tone indifferent.

Instead of improving yourself, you should find a way to eliminate your competitors.

However, it wouldn't be good if it affected the powerful and wealthy people attending the auction.

"Those attending today's meeting are not particularly powerful or influential. We will provide some compensation afterward."

Disco nodded, and it seemed that everything was going perfectly.

But I still felt a little uneasy.

"Will the Navy really not investigate this?"

Yes, he is, after all, a naval lieutenant commander.

There's always something to be wary of.

"Don't worry!" the man in the suit said smugly.

"This is a lawless area, and the navy has never really interfered with it."

"A naval lieutenant commander barged in on his own; his death is nobody's fault but his own."

"Besides, the captain will arrive immediately. I've already prepared a few of my men, and the captain will kill them on the spot."

"That way, we can all explain ourselves."

"Not bad! Not bad!" Disco felt much more at ease.

No wonder the young master went to such great lengths to get the base chief of District 66 to invest; it certainly had a significant effect!

His mind immediately became active again, as if he had returned to the time when he first became the young master's subordinate.

Back then, human auction houses were a major source of funds for the young master.

He himself also deserves the young master's favor.

But times have changed.

The profits generated at auctions today pale in comparison to those from arms sales.

However, as his biggest competitor on the archipelago, Auction House No. 4, which is famous for selling pirates and criminals, gradually weakens, his glorious days will return!

A short while later.

The nameless warrior from the Flower Kingdom was bought by a much more robust noblewoman for a large sum of money.

The woman's fierce gaze made the nameless warrior's face appear even more terrified.

Disco hurriedly went up on stage to promote the next slave.

Every time a slave was photographed, he would glance at the side of the stage, at that specially reserved spot.

Damn it, when will my bright future arrive?!

-

Outside the auction venue.

Bucky changed into a navy uniform that was slightly conspicuous in the lawless zone.

Standing beneath a large, semi-circular building.

Head tilted back.

Looking at the facade of the building above, there is an inconspicuous little wooden sign with the words "Employment Agency" hanging on it.

I found it very interesting.

(End of this chapter)