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In a cafe, Nico Robin sat leisurely at a dining table, holding a book in her hands.
She savored the peaceful afternoon, the golden rays of sunlight filtering through the window, casting a warm glow over her figure.
Her charm as an intellectual beauty emanated effortlessly, a calm presence in the room.
Although her employer had changed, Robin's life had remained much the sa.
If anything, it had beco more relaxed.
Previously, when working under Crocodile as the vice president of Baroque Works, she had been overwheld with tasks, leaving her little ti to enjoy books or quiet monts. However, ever since Kisa had defeated Crocodile, the agency's activities had co to a halt.
Kisa, unlike other bosses, showed no interest in power or wealth, only in becoming stronger.
With little to worry about other than ensuring Robin didn't escape, Kisa spent his days training.
anwhile, Crocodile, having lost everything, drowned himself in alcohol, seemingly having given up.
This granted Robin the freedom to indulge in a slower pace of life, spending her days reading in the café that once served as the Baroque Works' intelligence departnt, now with a "Closed for Renovations" sign hanging outside.
"It wouldn't be so bad if Kisa-san is really my new boss," Robin muttered to herself, glancing out the window at the bustling streets.
Having switched employers nurous tis, Robin knew well that a boss's personality shaped her lifestyle.
Kisa, though intimidating in combat, treated her politely, and Robin's curiosity about him and his mysterious boss grew.
However, any ti she asked about who this boss was and his intentions, Kisa would smile cryptically and say, "Don't try to guess God's intentions. Just sit there and behave."
'God? Could he possibly an a Celestial Dragon?'
Robin quickly dismissed the thought-if they were involved, she would likely be dead already. Or worse, she would end up wishing she died...
As Robin pondered this, the door's wind chi sounded, signaling soone had entered the cafe.
"Sorry, the shop is closed for renovations," Robin called out, frowning slightly.
She had clearly posted the sign, so why had soone co in?
"Oh, we're not here for coffee," a voice responded.
Curious, Robin turned her head to look.
A man stood there, his face certainly striking, drawing her gaze even as the girl beside him faded into the background.
Even with Robin's practiced composure, she found herself admiring his charming appearance for a mont.
Still, she maintained her professional smile.
"If you're not here for coffee, then what can I help you with?" she asked.
The man, with a faint smile, responded, "I'm here looking for soone. He told to co here."
Robin's smile faltered slightly, but her curiosity was piqued.
"Perhaps your friend made a mistake."
"I don't think so. His na is Kisa, and he assured that I could find him here, Robin- san"
Robin's expression shifted subtly as she adjusted her posture.
She couldn't ignore this visitor now. He knew Kisa, and knew her... that could possibly an that he was the boss of Kisa.
"I see. Follow , then."
On the way to Crocodile's residence, Robin stole glances at the man who had introduced himself as Colt.
"Robin-san, do I have sothing on my face?" Colt asked suddenly, startling Robin from her thoughts.
"No, I'm just curious about you," she replied quickly.
"After all, Kisa-san referred to you as 'God'."
"Huh?" Nami, the girl accompanying Colt, looked at him with wide, astonished eyes.
She had been quiet throughout their exchange but now seed thoroughly confused.
"Why would he call you a God?"
Colt rely chuckled and ruffled Nami's hair.
"Don't overthink it," he said softly.
"Kisa is often weird with the way he talks."
Robin smiled politely but remained quiet as she led them to their destination.
'So, he is his boss...'
Before long, they arrived, and Kisa was already waiting for them.
As Colt approached, Kisa stepped forward and bowed slightly.
"Colt-sama," Kisa greeted him with respect.
"Good work," Colt replied, his gaze assessing Kisa.
"You've made good progress."
Kisa grinned, his deanor humble despite his imnse strength.
"Barely enough to et your expectations. It's the least I can do" Kisa was humble.
He had always been loyal to Colt and truly did consider him as a god. After all, when he was lost, he was the one that guided him.
And it wasn't weird to him, because Colt could beat the sage of six paths and the Progenitor of
chakra Kaguya.
Colt nodded, then said casually, "Bring Crocodile here."
It didn't take long for Kisa to drag Crocodile forward.
The once-proud "Shichibukai Crocodile" glared at Colt, eyes filled with suspicion.
He had heard nothing about this man who apparently held such power.
As Colt approached, Crocodile felt a chill run down his spine.
This kid was supposed to be the one behind Kisa? Doubt filled his mind, but before he
could act on it and say anything, Colt raised a hand.
"[Shinra Tensei]," Colt murmured, and with a sudden force, Crocodile was flung into the air,
his body crashing against an invisible barrier.
Unable to defend himself, he was injured and blood leaked from his mouth.
Colt moved his fingers slightly, and black vines, wrapped in a Haki, erupted from the ground,
binding Crocodile tightly.
"Now," Colt said calmly as he walked toward his captive, "Are you ready to listen to my
proposition?"
Crocodile, mouth covered by the vines, struggled to speak, but it was futile.
Colt didn't wait for a response.
"It doesn't matter if you're ready or not, I was just saying for the dramatic effect," Colt said
quietly, dispersing the vines.
"If you try anything again, you will die."
Freed, Crocodile dropped to his knees, head bowed in submission.
Though taller than Colt, he now seed much smaller.
Robin watched, fascinated by the stark contrast between Colt's gentle deanor monts
ago and the ruthless display of power she had just witnessed.
Nami, for her part, seed unfazed, having grown accustod to such sights.
Colt, satisfied with the outco, decided to leave Crocodile be for now.
After all, there were still ways the forr Shichibukai could be of use.
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