I'm at the top of One Piece

"Mercy, the grilled kidneys are awful, they smell so strong and gamey. How can he eat them?"

Perona walked beside Mercer, eating a delicious five-layer, five-colored ice cream cone. She made faces at me, but seemed to enjoy it immensely.

Mercer ate grilled rice cakes, his mouth bulging, "Maybe he's just eating what he's lacking. Maybe he has kidney deficiency."

Cough!

Kuzan, standing nearby, grumbled with a speechless expression:

"Don't talk nonsense, you brat. If you're so tough, why don't you refuse to eat it from now on?"

Mercer laughed, "But at least I don't need to replenish that stuff now."

"Speaking of which, there are quite a few pirates here. Aren't you going to arrest them?"

Are you just going to come here with us, eating, drinking, and strolling around?

As she spoke, Moses glanced at him again.

"No wonder, you weren't wearing a navy uniform, so it didn't really matter whether you arrested them or not."

Kuzan chuckled and bit into a kidney, saying, "They're on vacation. They haven't killed anyone in the street, so they don't want to bother with that."

"Besides, there's a naval base on the island, so pirates who come here usually won't be too reckless."

Besides, they still pay for what they buy.

At this point, Kuzan's lips curled into a mocking smile, his expression one of world-weariness.

It's unclear who they're mocking.

"You look at me with that face that says I have a story to tell. It really is."

Mercer chuckled and said, "There aren't any mature older women on the road, so who are you trying to impress?"

Kuzan's expression froze, and he gave a wry smile, shaking his head: "You really aren't cute at all, what a waste of your pretty face."

"Oh, thank you so much. I know I'm good-looking, you don't need to tell me again."

"Hahaha, Mercer, you're shameless! You're not even as cute as me. Aren't you ashamed to say things like that?"

"Indeed, the cute little sister is right, Mercer, you are a bit narcissistic."

Kuzan looked completely agreeable.

At this moment, Perona pouted and glared at Kuzan, saying, "I know I'm cute, but you don't have to say it out loud, you weird old man."

Pfft!

Moses' lips curled into a smile, and he chuckled happily.

"You've really messed up your attempt to flatter someone."

"Oh dear, you two are in cahoots. I'm the one who's at a disadvantage."

"Messerme, there's hot cocoa over there, I want to eat that."

Mercer looked in the direction Perona was pointing and saw a bubble tea shop with a long line of people outside.

Seeing the longing in Perona's eyes, Mercer nodded.

"Well, let's go then."

Then they walked over there and stood at the end of the line.

There are seven or eight people ahead of us.

Inhaling the sweet aroma in the air and the unique sweet and bitter scent of coffee.

Soon it was the turn of the three.

While Mercer and Kuzan were deciding which drink to have, Perona spoke up directly:

"Hot chocolate with sea salt chocolate whipped cream. Large, please."

She spoke it all in one breath without taking a breath, which shows how much she really liked it.

Mercer casually ordered: "A lemongrass and lavender flavored white chocolate hot cocoa."

"Oh, I'll have a Nutella hot cocoa then. That's easy."

Messer gave Kuzan a strange look. "I heard that this kind of simple hot cocoa is perfect for lazy people?"

Kuzan's face darkened. He had really just said it offhand. He immediately smiled at the proprietress and said, "Never mind, I don't want this. Please get me a black cherry whiskey hot cocoa instead."

The pretty proprietress inside covered her mouth and chuckled, nodding with a smile as she squinted her eyes.

A short while later, three servings of hot cocoa were handed out one after another.

Perona happily accepted it and took small sips.

Holding her hot cocoa with a blissful expression, a layer of honey-colored cream smeared on the corner of her lips, she smiled happily at Mercer:

"It's delicious, Mercer, would you like to try some?"

"I bet you just want a drink from me, right? And you want to eat the bear-shaped biscuits in my cup, don't you?"

Perona said with a grin, "I just wanted to help you taste it and see if it tastes good."

As he spoke, he held out his own spoon, and Mercer looked disgusted but did not refuse.

Perona also got to eat Mercer's hot cocoa and bear cookies as she wished.

The hot cocoa with a hint of whiskey was surprisingly delicious.

Kuzan's brow relaxed.

But then, his hand froze.

"Hey, hey, hey, have you heard? That devil's child has appeared over here. I heard there's a bounty of 7900 million Berries on her. Adong, shall we go and catch her?"

"But I heard that woman is very powerful. She destroyed several warships when she was only eight years old. Do we have that kind of ability?"

"Tch, what's there to be afraid of? She's just a little girl in her teens. Who knows if those rumors are true or false? Who knows if the Navy is just reporting it like that to embellish their own image? Eight years old and already that amazing? And she's a girl, how is that possible?"

"That's right. I heard that the bounty hunters and some pirates on the island have gone there. They're not stupid. This is an unprecedented bounty feast on the island."

"Shall we go?"

"Let's go."

Two burly young men carrying knives walked past.

Moses turned his head curiously to look over.

After they had walked a distance, as soon as he turned around, he saw Kuzan frozen in place. Moses narrowed his eyes and asked with some curiosity:

"What's wrong? Don't you like hot cocoa? Or are you a lightweight?"

Kuzan looked at the murky drink in his cup and drank it all in one gulp.

He let out a sigh, a breath that smelled slightly of alcohol.

Standing on the side of the street.

"Oh dear, I suddenly realize I have other things to do. Moses, you two can go shopping by yourselves, right?"

"Sure, you go ahead and do your thing, we'll go have fun on our own."

Kuzan patted Mercer's head with his right hand and laughed, "Alright, be careful."

Mercer, speechless, brushed his hand away. "Just talk, don't touch me. Where did you learn that from? I'm not a little girl, I don't need you to pat my head."

Kuzan's face stiffened, and he muttered, "You really aren't cute!"

There wasn't a trace of that guy.

As he spoke, he shrugged and strode off in the direction where the two men had disappeared.

Crow Da Bao fluttered its wings and landed on Messer's shoulder, looking at Kuzan and cursing:

"Who are you? You didn't even tell me."

Mercer reached out and patted its head to comfort it.

At that moment, Perona leaned in with her mouth, and Mercer quietly moved the hot cocoa aside.

The next second, their eyes met, and they saw that Perona's face was flushed.

He gritted his teeth with a loud crunch!

"Who wants your hot cocoa? I'm asking you, have you noticed that Kuzan is lying?"

Moses asked in surprise, "You noticed it too?"

"Tch, I'm very sensitive to the emotions emanating from spirits. I sensed that he wasn't being sincere just now."

"Are you a puppy? Why are you sniffing around? Seriously, can you even smell things?"

"How should I put it? It's a feeling, I can sense the emotional aura emanating from people."

Mercer gave Perona a strange look and chuckled dryly, "Emotional perception? Well, that ability of yours is quite useful. Hahaha!"

Perona scoffed, "Once you enter that state, I can't sense it, so it's useless to you. What a lousy ability."

Seeing Perona's dissatisfied expression, Mercer smiled wryly:

"You! You're such a well-fed man who doesn't know the hunger of a starving man."

"Hey~ How can you talk like that? I'm a beautiful girl, not some stinky guy."

"Let's not talk about that anymore. Let's go look for her. That 'Demon Child' those two were talking about? I want to see if she's really a demon."

"I want to see if demons are the same as ghosts?"

"Alright, let's go then."

"Okay, you stinky bird, take me into the castle. I need to use my spirit form to find it."

Ya Da Bao glanced at her, then turned to look at Mei Se.

"It's quite interesting; Da Bao listens to Pei Pei."

Ripples appeared on Ya Dabao's body, and Perona's body shrank and disappeared.

Mercer glanced at a few pedestrians on the street who had noticed this and looked shocked, but paid them no attention.

Abilities are meant to be used; if you care about what others think, then what's the point?