Chapter 2 : Rude
With a mix of frustration and defeat, you forcefully set your whiskey glass down on the bar table, the sound echoing your irritation.
The glass made a sharp, resonant clank against the wooden surface, a clear testament to the turmoil swirling within you.
"I can't seem to catch a break!"
The words left your lips in a low growl, a vocal expression of the annoyance and exasperation that had been building up.
It was a moment of raw emotion, unfiltered and stark in its honesty.
Behind the counter, Makino, ever the observant bartender, was in the midst of polishing a wine glass.
She paused in her task, her attention drawn by the display of frustration before her.
A soft chuckle escaped her, a light-hearted response to the intensity of your outburst.
Her reaction, neither dismissive nor judgmental, offered a subtle reminder of the comfort and camaraderie that the familiar space of the bar provided, even in moments of sheer vexation.
Sitting next to you, Shanks couldn't contain his amusement at the recounting of your recent misadventures.
As you detailed the events that had unfolded, his laughter grew uncontrollable, echoing throughout the space.
With each hilarious highlight from your story, he punctuated his mirth by playfully slamming his hand onto your back, with sheer delight at the narrative you shared.
His reaction, robust and unrestrained, served as a testament to the absurdity and humor he found in your tale, making the moment all the more memorable amidst the backdrop of your frustrations.
Upon witnessing Luffy reveal the baby kitten from the depths of his pocket, you couldn't help but exhale a deep sigh, mixed with a touch of bemusement and concern.
You gently informed him that you'd give the idea some thought, your mind already racing with the implications of adding another responsibility to your plate amidst the chaos.
Before long, the scene was swarmed with activity as firefighters and police officers arrived, swiftly springing into action to quell the flames engulfing your home.
Once the fire had been successfully extinguished, Officer Smoker took it upon himself to gather statements from you and your neighbors, compiling a comprehensive account of the event for the official record.
Officer Smoker later pulled you aside to explain that an investigation would be launched to determine the nature of the fire— whether it was a tragic accident or the result of something more sinister.
His demeanor was professional yet empathetic, understanding the gravity of the situation and its impact on you and Luffy.
Then, in a gesture of kindness and perhaps seeking clarity from all possible perspectives, Officer Smoker knelt to meet Luffy at eye level.
He inquired about the young boy's account of events, hoping to glean any additional insights that might aid their investigation.
The revelation that followed from Luffy's innocent explanation brought an abrupt end to the investigation.
"Oh! I pulled out the frozen patty and got realllyyyyyyy hungry. So I pulled out a pan, heated up some oil and put the meat in it like Onee-chan usually does! Then I went out to play a bit."
His words, delivered with a naive honesty, painted a clear picture of the events leading up to the fire, concluding the need for further inquiry on the spot.
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