(Samuel's POV)
"Have a good one." I said to the customer who just left
It was the following day, I had started my day off as usual. There seemed to be a bit more activity in town than usual which means more customers but that is normal to me. I was just standing here and watching many people come in and buy their typical shirts, jackets, and pants. I even had a nice suit section which Uncle Tristan had barely added to the inventory last month.
Speaking of which, I do wonder what in the hell is Uncle thinking. He knows something about the man the Marines are looking for. And judging by the way he spoke about it, he might just have the information they want. This is not good one bit; he is sick and cannot get out of bed. If the Marines find out that he knows something, they will definitely apprehend him.
I have no clue who this Dante person is and if he is somehow related to my Uncle, then the Marines will make that connection sooner or later. I cannot have them moving him from his bed in his condition. If push comes to shove, I will have to take the heat.
But who will tend to the shop? That is the question. This is his life's work here, he opened this shop with my Mother who died when I was young. I had to think of something, I can't lose the shop simply because the Marines arrest me.
And they are pricks, they will do anything to find out. They could lock me up in prison for months until they find what they want.
I sighed, "For crying out loud...." I said as I looked at the counter, "This is bad."
The door then opened, the bell rang, and I saw an oranged-hair woman walk in with a blonde man smoking a cigarette.
"Ah." I said as I lifted my hand, "Sir, please. If you do not mind, could you put that out? Last time, one of my pants caught on fire because a man was smoking two cigars at the same time."
The woman looked at him, "Put the cigarette out, Sanji." She said, "You do not want to cause trouble already."
"Alright." the man said as he opened the door and tossed the cigarette on the ground and stomped on it with his shoe, "My mistake."
I narrowed my eyes, "Those shoes." I said as I looked at them, "You want to ruin their condition with crushing a cigarette?"
He raised an eyebrow as the woman began to browse through the racks, "Uhm, it's not a big deal." He said, "Why?"
I gestured at the wall shelves, where there were many other assortment of dress shoes, "I would not even fathom crushing a cigarette with these shoes." I told him, "Just something to think about. Your shoes look nice and it seems they are of great quality."
"They are." He said as he walked over to the wall, "Hey, these are pretty nice."
"Yes." I said as I noticed that he was wearing a suit, "Hm....you are a man of formal taste, I see. Well, we did receive a shipment of nicely tailored suits. You could see if they are your size."
He looked to the section I was gesturing at, where some nice black and blue suits were at.
"Hm...." He said as he walked over to see them, "Yes, they are nicely made. Where did you get these? The fabric is amazing quality."
"They have amazing shirts and skirts, too." the woman said with a smile, "I like them!"
I smiled and crossed my arms, "It is always a pleasure to have something a customer likes." I said, "They are of great quality and they come at a reasonable price. We receive the suits from a professional tailor in the Goa Kingdom. The rest of our clothes come from all over the East Blue."
"Is that so?" The man said, "Hm, I might take a suit....it is my size after all."
The woman walked over, "I would take these shirts and these skirts." She said placing a stack of clothes, "Sanji, hurry up."
"Of course." I said as I looked at the clothes she picked out, "Interesting, I do think they will look nice on a pretty woman like you."
"Hey, you flirting with Nami-swan?" The man said, surprisingly aggressive
"Calm down, Sanji-kun." The woman said, "He is merely doing his job."
"Well." I said, "I speak the tru-"
I was cut off by the door swinging open and a young man standing there, "Nami! Sanji!" He yelled, "We got trouble!"
They both looked back, "Ussop." The man said, "What is it?"
"Luffy and Zoro are fighting in the town square!" He exclaimed, "They are fighting another pirate crew!"
The woman scowled, "Are you serious right now?!" She said, "Why can't those idiots not cause trouble?"
I frowned, "Luffy?" I said, "Wait....."
I looked at the two of them who were barely looking back at me, processing what I said.
"Uhm...." the woman said with a nervous smile
I blinked, "Hm." I said, "Would you like to bag the items? It appears you will be in a hurry."
"Yes, please." she said with a smile
"You guys are seriously buying clothes now?!" the other man at the door said
"Hey, quiet down." the blonde one said, "This suit is nice!"
"Alright, let's pay up and go see what the fuss is about!" the woman said,
"Those two morons!"
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(Third Person POV)
Inside a building that was next to the town square where some pirates were currently brawling, a group of men were sitting down.
"Heh." one of them said, "You think that Straw Hat guy will beat Buggy The Clown?"
"You kidding?" Another said, "He actually beat him already."
"I don't know, Buggy seems to be very strong." A shorter man said
"Shut up, they're all weak." the first one scoffed
"All of you." a voice said, "Shut up."
They all looked over to see a tall man sitting on a chair, chewing on what seemed like a toothpick. He had long blonde hair and was muscular. He seemed to have a singular bag under his left eye, which twitched.
"Boss." one of them said, "Have you spoken to Bartolomeo?"
"He won't help us." the man said, "But I have received a message from Joe."
"Shit...." one of them said, "The Joe?"
He nodded, "That's right." He said, "What the Marines are looking for is here. We need to move fast, there is a man named Tristan. He knows where it is."
"Shit, you think it's another one?" the short one said, "A Legendary Beast Fruit?"
"Whatever it is." The Man said, "We will retrieve it and give it to Joe. Once we do that, we can join his crew."
"Hell yea." another said, "That's what I am talking about!"
"Let's move." the Man said, "Sounds like rain. While these imbeciles fight it out, we will make our move."
"We find Tristan."