One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

"That shouldn't be the case; you don't have that ability."

Kevin muttered a couple of sentences to himself, his eyes showing some surprise.

He was referring to the recent explosion.

"Have I been married? Do I have a child?"

René ignored all that, his eyes gleaming.

He felt he had forgotten a lot of things.

My home is clearly furnished for a family of three, and there's another person's pillow on my bed, with a dent much smaller than his head.

But I don't remember any of it.

This matter is very important, so important that Rene's fingers have already extended into sharp claws, ready to interrogate him.

"Yes."

Kevin said it very directly.

Do you remember my wife?

“We used to have a very good relationship; she even introduced your wife to you.”

"Yes, one of her hands is in your mouth right now."

His expression was frighteningly calm.

The noise from the sky has subsided considerably.

“All those who rebelled against the family became toys, and then we slowly forgot about them.”

"how about you?"

“Haven’t you noticed?” Kevin continued, “Once she becomes a toy, she will only wear and tear. Similarly, she won’t age, get sick, or nag on and on.”

"It would be great to make a toy."

"It just so happens that I only need her around."

This was his condition for working for the family.

He turned his wife into a toy.

"This is the best state."

Kevin reached out to take the toy limb back.

René suddenly took a step back.

"This is my wife."

The accountant emphasized it again, his calm gaze revealing a hint of madness.

"I don't know where you got the fruit from, and you even succeeded, haha, but that's all."

"In addition, your wife and children saw these things."

"This has a very bad influence."

Kevin's expression suddenly became much more composed, as if he had gained some kind of confidence.

"So I can only ask you, sir, to turn them into toys. Speaking of which, you haven't been very kind to those two toys."

"At least I won't lose my wife."

"You're right, aren't you?"

Rene's pupils dilated sharply.

He originally felt he should be angry, should roar, should go up and tear this person to pieces!

Why... they didn't even resist.

But all these emotions seemed to have vanished without a trace, as if they had sunk into the sea.

Emotions floating on the sea.

There was only a twitching smile.

"So that's how it is... Hehehe!"

"I think I remember now." He tilted his head, recalling his attitude towards the two toys.

Two toys…

When I remember, I'll loosen their movable limbs and give them a new head; when I don't remember, I'll leave them in some corner to gather dust, and then one day throw them into the trash heap.

In a couple of days, they'll come back covered in wear and tear.

"Hehehehe..."

All the sorrow and anger ultimately coalesced into this one smile, a smile that brought tears to my eyes.

Outside the wooden house, a large woman carrying a vacuum cleaner approached, wearing a mask and with the word "smile" printed on her clothes.

Kevin's sudden confidence came from this factory manager.

"Factory manager, this is the intruder."

He took two steps back.

He pointed to his former neighbor and said.

"Well done, Kevin."

"I will reward you handsomely."

Factory director Quinn gave a smug laugh.

She stood at the entrance of the wooden house, the shadows completely enveloping the entire house.

Renée watched Kevin's subtle movements.

But the smile seemed impossible to suppress.

He clutched his lower abdomen tightly, his smile growing even more manic.

"Pfft, hahaha..."

"I'm sorry, hahaha, I'm so sorry!"

"I have to do something now, preferably with fire, smoke, and screams of agony, hahahahaha."

It's unclear who he was apologizing to.

The Pakistani bomb in his arms had already been pulled out.

Hahahaha!

He opened his mouth and bit down on the black bomb.

His lips twitched incessantly.

"Are you insane, René?!"

Upon seeing this, the accountant was so frightened that he took several steps back.

"Saying sorry won't help. I'll squeeze every last drop of value out of you!"

Quinn growled, not wanting to see that smile again.

Holding the large vacuum cleaner head, he smashed it down like a blunt object.

"Hehehahaha..."

"I just thought of something really funny."

"With a really funny person."

"His name is René, and he has been married with children."

"But he forgot, hahahahaha!"

René spoke with a slight hesitation, his chewing muscles working slightly.

The bomb made a cracking sound.

"madman!"

The accountant's composure vanished, replaced by fear. He frantically ran outside, but the flames engulfed him in the blink of an eye.

A loud bang echoed through the dense forest!

The flames then triggered a chain reaction, with explosions occurring one after another and flames shooting into the sky.

"Did we make the right decision to bomb this time?"

Moria stood outside the tree, his face full of suspicion.

He didn't even know which factory SMILE was in, so he just randomly blew things up.

"You added too much."

The fire was significantly more intense, and the pungent smell made Old Sha look like he wanted to kill him.

Only good factories have value.

The destroyed factory is worthless.

"That shouldn't be the case. It must be a chain reaction from the factory. Places where weapons are manufactured are inherently flammable and explosive."

Moria waved his hand, shirking all responsibility.

"The next one is up to you."

"Let's stop looking, let's just rob someone," Old Sha said, biting his cigar.

Just now, after a fireworks display, countless polka-dot-shaped artificial Devil Fruits rained down from that pirate ship.

All the pirates rushed towards the high ground like madmen.

Even ordinary people rushed there regardless of their own lives.

Moreover, Old Sha had a feeling that this time the bombing was the right one.

But it was all blown up.