I'm A Plunderer Chapter 35: They call him \

"It wasn't Miss Valentine and Mr. 5 knocking."

Mr. 3 and Miss Goldenweek exchanged glances.

"Hmph. It's highly likely those two fools failed and ended up bringing the enemy here."

Mr. 3's expression turned cautious.

After a mont of thought, he decided they'd retreat through the back while turning the entire wax house into a trap.

"Miss Goldenweek, let's slip out the back—huh?!"

He looked up—and nearly dropped his jaw.

While he was busy scheming, Miss Goldenweek had already walked to the door and opened it.

"Heh heh, it actually opened."

Outside the door, Shirogai stood grinning, hand raised in greeting.

"Hey, little miss Goldenweek, and you, sneaky candle guy—yo!"

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[Host observed: Master of advanced hypnosis ability. Comprehended: Perfect-grade hypnosis technique.]

[Host observed: User of the Wax-Wax Fruit. Comprehended: Ability to produce large quantities of wax from the body.]

[Host observed: Master of advanced drawing skills. Comprehended: Perfect-grade drawing skills.]

[Host observed: Master of advanced sculpting technique. Comprehended: Perfect-grade sculpting technique.]

Heh, more fun tricks added to the collection.

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Mr. 3 looked at the smiling pirate outside and slapped a palm to his forehead. Even his 3-shaped topknot sagged like a question mark.

"It's him… the monster with a one hundred million Berries bounty…"

Among such brainless colleagues, it was exhausting having to be the only one with common sense.

"Miss Goldenweek, what were you thinking?"

She turned around, chewing on a senbei, and replied lazily:

"He knocked. Didn't you hear it, Mr. 3?"

"Of course I did!" Mr. 3 groaned, rubbing his temple. "But you do realize the guy outside is our enemy, right?!"

Goldenweek turned back to Shirogai with an innocent tilt of her head.

"Excuse —are you an enemy?"

Shirogai gently placed a hand on her wide-brimd hat, smiling. "Naturally. That scheming little candle clown inside decided to target —and even tried to fra ."

"Hmph. Found your weakness!"

Seeing Shirogai distracted, Mr. 3's eyes glead. His topknot sparked to life.

He slamd a hand against the floor and sneered:

"Wax-Liquid Swamp!"

SPLURT!

A flood of hot wax surged toward the door, engulfing Shirogai's calves. The fluid was warm and sticky, quickly hardening into steel-tough wax.

"So this is the Wax-Wax Fruit's secretion? Oddly tingly…"

Shirogai lifted one foot curiously—only for it to freeze midair as the wax locked him in place.

"Hmph. Let's see you escape now!"

Smirking, Mr. 3 lted the rest of the wax house, sending a sea of molten wax flowing toward Shirogai. In monts, it engulfed his entire body—except for his face.

"Candle Champion!"

Miss Goldenweek was released from the wax. Mr. 3 barked a command:

"Go! Use your ability to take away his will. He's worth one hundred million Berries—he must be hiding sothing deadly."

"Can I go nap after I paint?"

"Yes, yes! Just get it done!"

Goldenweek walked calmly to Shirogai, standing on tiptoe as she painted a yellow-green symbol across his face.

"Friendship Yellow-Green."

The instant it was complete, Shirogai's eyes fluttered shut, and he went still.

Anyone marked with Goldenweek's yellow-green color would feel warmth toward her—rendering them docile and unwilling to fight.

"Hahahaha! He's down! We got the one hundred million bounty rookie so easily!"

Mr. 3 threw his head back in laughter.

"See?! Strategy wins over brute force every ti. That's why I'm the genius of Baroque Works!"

Goldenweek ignored his gloating and walked out to check on Miss Valentine and Mr. 5, still unconscious.

"Heh… so this is the rookie pirate worth one hundred million Berries? I heard Boss Mr. 0 was planning to recruit him personally…"

Mr. 3 sauntered up to Shirogai.

He smirked, thrilled at the thought of capturing a prized bounty like a collector seizing a rare item.

His topknot wagged like a puppy's tail.

"All these so-called 'powerful' rookies… all of them crumble before . I don't need brute strength—I conquer with wit alone! Hahahaha—"

Crack.

A tiny sound interrupted his victory speech.

Crack… crack… CRACK.

"Huh?"

Mr. 3 blinked. The wax cocoon encasing Shirogai had begun to splinter. Tiny flakes of hardened wax drifted to the floor—and one landed on Mr. 3's cheek.

Shirogai opened his eyes, expression calm.

"Still laughing, huh?"

He casually stepped forward, shattering the wax restraints as if they were paper. The candle mountain collapsed in a rumble—but just before the chunks fell, the wax lted mid-air and reassembled into a throne.

A giant candle throne.

It lifted Shirogai up above Mr. 3, casting a shadow like a king presiding over judgnt.

"The Wax-Wax Fruit… pretty amusing, actually."

Shirogai sat cross-legged atop the throne. He looked down at Mr. 3's spiraling hair, narrowing his eyes.

"Tell —how do you get your hair to do that? Wax gel? Ah, of course… hair wax is wax."

Mr. 3 stumbled back, pointing at him in disbelief.

"Impossible! You're using the Wax-Wax Fruit?! That's my fruit! I'm the candle man!"

Shirogai stood, looking down with disinterest.

"You don't get it."

A wave of Conqueror's Haki swept through the room like a storm.

Miss Goldenweek dropped to the floor unconscious, overco by the aura.

The forest outside fell silent. Animals bowed low, instinctively recognizing a king.

Shirogai looked down at Mr. 3 with a smirk.

"Sorry. But once The Plunderer sees a Devil Fruit ability—it's already his."

Mr. 3's body locked up. Foam frothed at his mouth as his knees buckled.

He knelt before the candle throne—face blank, spirit shattered.

In his final mont of consciousness, one thought echoed in his mind.

"They call him The Plunderer…"

There are no wrong nicknas—only terrifyingly accurate ones.

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