One Piece: The Greatest Estate Developer From Wanokuni

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It was early morning at the tavern.

The pirates were sprawled everywhere, all passed out drunk, and even the Commanders were no exception, snoring loudly enough to shake the heavens.

"Damn it, my head hurts so bad."

Marco lay on his back under the bar, clutching his throbbing head as he woke up, his gaze sweeping over his fallen comrades, his mood growing increasingly gloomy.

Last night, they lost the drinking contest.

At first, they had an overwhelming advantage due to their superior numbers, drinking the Beast Pirates into disarray.

However, only that one man, fighting against more than a dozen of their Commanders alone, managed to drink them all under the table.

They poured all their effort into it, yet they couldn't win!

"What a monster!"

Marco couldn't help but curse with a laugh.

Although they lost terribly in the drinking contest, he was convinced and accepted the defeat wholeheartedly.

And he had a great time drinking.

Marco supported himself on the bar and stood up, his gaze scanning the surroundings.

"Hmm?"

Where is Daichi?

Wait, Ace is gone too!

Oh no!

Marco's expression instantly changed, his somewhat hazy mind clearing up in an instant.

Could that guy have secretly taken Ace away? If so, wouldn't they have fallen into his trap?

Marco anxiously shook everyone awake.

"Everyone, wake up!"

"Marco?"

"Ace is gone!"

"What?!"

The Commanders' expressions changed drastically. They too had clearly realized something was wrong.

Just as they were about to leave the tavern and head to the port, with a loud "clang," the tavern door was violently pushed open.

It was Thatch, the Commander of the 4th Division.

Thatch excitedly pointed outside.

"Marco, hurry out!"

"Ace is dueling Daichi!"

"Ah?!"

Marco froze for a moment, his tense heart relaxing.

Good, he had just scared himself.

"Let's go, let's see!"

Everyone walked out of the tavern and immediately saw the two men facing each other at opposite ends of the street. The battle had not yet begun.

"Here, take these."

Thatch chuckled, handing a large bag of snacks to the Commanders. As a chef, he had to be prepared with supplies at such times.

Sunflower seeds, cola, everything imaginable.

The Commanders sat on wooden barrels, watching the show with great anticipation.

Marco's mind stirred, and he made a mischievous suggestion.

"Shall we start betting?"

"Great idea!"

"I bet on Ace, 100 Berries!"

"Bastard, you're betting too little! I'm also betting on Ace to win, 500 Berries!"

"Heh, you guys are useless. Marco is the dealer this time, so if you want to win, you have to win more. I bet 2000 Berries on Ace!"

Most of the Commanders bet on Ace.

Although that Daichi had said he was stronger than Ace, seeing is believing, and they trusted Ace's strength more.

Moreover, Ace's Haki had grown considerably since he joined the crew.

In the middle of the street.

Ace stared at Daichi, slowly clenching his fingers into fists.

He was the one who initiated the challenge!

After more than three months, he was stronger than he was in Wano Country, and this time, he wouldn't rely on his Devil Fruit ability.

He wanted to defeat the nightmare in his heart!

"Clang!"

His fist was wrapped in pitch-black Haki!

Ace's eyes narrowed, and he roared as he charged towards Daichi.

"Daichi! Awoooooooh!!!"

"...."

The scene flashed.

Ace was stuck headfirst in the ground.

Daichi circled Ace with both hands pointing to the sky, in the posture of a victor.

Win!

The Commanders' mouths hung open, their snacks falling to the ground.

"Ah???"

No, this…

How did it end so quickly!

Ace, come on, get it together!

You are the Commander of the 2nd Division of our Whitebeard Pirates!

"Captain Ace?"

The pirates were also shocked.

In that instant, they vaguely saw Captain Ace rush towards that man, only to be knocked down by an elbow, and then the other party carried Ace and spiraled into the sky.

And then there was no then.

The defeat was simply too embarrassing to watch!

They might as well have gone up themselves. At least they wouldn't have shamed Whitebeard.

"Hahaha, that was really close just now."

Daichi walked towards the Commanders, laughing heartily: "If I had lost to Ace, my face as an All-Star of the Beast Pirates would have nowhere to be put."

"All-Star?!"

The Commanders were startled.

"Huh, didn't Ace tell you?"

Daichi looked surprised.

"Then let me formally introduce myself again. My name is Daichi, one of the four All-Stars of the Beast Pirates. Please take care of me!"

"Uh, please take care of us!"

The Commanders returned the greeting awkwardly.

Good, good.

Ace losing to a top executive of the Beast Pirates, while a bit embarrassing, wasn't that embarrassing, after all, Ace was still a rookie.

"Oh, right!"

Daichi snapped his fingers, and his subordinates immediately brought over more than a dozen large barrels of fine wine, along with some Wano Country specialties, and placed them in front of the Commanders.

Daichi smiled and said: "I heard that Kaido and Whitebeard were once on the same ship, so I thought I couldn't come empty-handed this time. I specifically brought some fine wine and specialties, and I'll have to trouble you to hand them over to Captain Whitebeard."

"This…"

The Commanders looked at Marco.

You decide!

Marco was a bit conflicted.

Accepting them wouldn't be good.

Not accepting them also wouldn't be good.

"Don't be polite with me!"

Daichi raised an eyebrow: "I'm counting on you to look after Ace. He's too young and is bound to get into trouble, so you'll have to help clean up his messes."

"Don't worry, Ace is our comrade!"

Marco sighed helplessly.

With things said to this extent, refusing would be a bit too harsh.

Pirates, they should be generous in their actions.

Hmm, just like the man in front of him!

"Alright, I'll hand them over to Whitebeard."

"That's more like it. I've also prepared some small gifts for you. Don't worry, they're nothing valuable, so please don't decline."

Daichi was beaming.

Hehehehehe, a bunch of naive pirates who don't understand social etiquette. After being showered with such flattery, they'll surely be dazed.

Now it's time to get down to business.

"Captain Marco, there's one more thing I'd like to trouble you with."

"What is it?"

Marco perked up.

He had invited them to drink, given them gifts, and was Ace's good elder brother. He was wondering how to repay him.

"Daichi, as long as it's something we can do, we absolutely won't refuse!"

"It's nothing major."

Daichi rubbed his shiny forehead, speaking rather helplessly: "I've long heard of the reputation of Pirate Paradise and have always wanted to experience it, so I'd like to stay on the island for a few more days. I hope you can allow it."

"Of course, no problem!"

Marco breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought it was something big!

"Thank you, brother!"

Daichi cupped his hands.

The Beast Pirates are different from ordinary pirates. Without the Whitebeard Pirates' permission, staying on the island is absolutely not allowed.

Besides, he had other objectives.

"Oh, Captain Marco."

Daichi lowered his voice, saying awkwardly: "I have a small personal request, which I hope you can grant."

"Tell me!"

"Could you sign an autograph for me?!"

"..."

Marco's cheeks quickly flushed, and seeing the other Commanders struggling to suppress their laughter, he felt genuinely embarrassed.

Was he really that popular?

Ha~haha~hahaha~~~~

After the two parties parted ways, at the hotel.

Daichi stretched comfortably, crossing his legs.

"Are all the photos taken?"

"They are."

Speed took out a stack of photos.

There were photos of Daichi and the Commanders with their arms around each other, photos of members from both sides having a drinking contest, and even photos of the Commanders carrying gifts onto the ship.

Everything was recorded.

Daichi flipped through the photos, a smile appearing in his eyes.

He had so easily gained the favor of the Whitebeard Pirates. Dear Ace truly helped him a great deal!

"Sell these photos to Morgans!"