I don't know how I ended up here, more like I don't want to remind myself. All I could remember is that I was fighting thousands of men that surrounded me scattered like dirt, and now I'm sitting on a neon red leathered armchair, crossing my arms and legs while bleeding and wounded, especially by the left side of my waist, facing a bunch of crazy looking people Infront of me. Their organisation are called 'Cross guild', basically a crew in an island named Karai Bari Island that got taken over by them, hunting down marines or civilians around, basically referred as 'Buggy town'. And speaking of this 'Buggy'... here he is.
Buggy looked at me with an undisturbed look despite the fact that I have a stoic expression towards him even how bad my condition is, but that was because of the strongest swordsman in the world named Mihawk. He could've ended me moments ago, yet that wasn't the case.
"So you must be Dilara Cake, the dragon-wolf hybrid lady, the lady in white and blue?"
He spoke in a shady tone. Another reasons why I despise things more.
I didn't say anything back, may my eyes not be visible through my purple shades, but I sure as hell am good at glaring at cowards, including him who's seated across the table in front of me. This conversation will turn out great.
"The woman who I've heard coming from both Mihawk and Crocodile, my two elites by my side..."
Both of them glared at him as he called them ‚his elites', which I can complete get.
"...That not only you once blew up Rain Dinners in Arabasta a few years ago, but also managed to knock out Mihawk and Shanks..."
Yeah. Both of those sound perfectly like me at this point. I didn't say anything, still seated with my arms crossed under my chest and my legs lapping one over another while still bleeding. Brutally. I refused to let myself get treated by these people.
"...correct."
I finally responded with a low and firm tone. Buggy then shook his head like he was the toughest, knowing damn well that he has two even stronger people beside him who could end his career if wanted.
"Well for someone so attractive, I find it pretty badass."
He kept looking at me up and down, making me uncomfortable. Clearly I wanted to know why I was brought here to begin with, but I didn't say anything to not sound like some weak bitch that my mom didn't raise me to be.
"It is truely fascinating how you did all this with haki, I mean fight my men with your umbrella only? No other than that? Wow!"
"Buggy can you cut to the point? You're getting annoying."
Alvida interrupted. May not know her, but she saved my time and I own her for it.
Buggy frowned as he got interrupted, then the buzz cut haired guy spoke up, supposed to be Mr. 1
"Basically you're here because we want you to join us."
"And work under a clown? Spare me with these horrendous jokes."
All of them were looking at me as I said this so bluntly and direct. Yeah I didn't regret anything I just said.
"But-but you'll be the best use to help us! You and your crew-"
"No is my final answer."
I cut him off. Pathetic.
Someone then clicked their tongue multiple times in a row. As I saw who it was, my eyes narrowed. Crocodile looked at me from Buggy's right side, placing his right elbow on his knee and smoked a puff of his cigar.
"After all these years and yet you still have that attitude. Wonder how your sister has been..."
"Get your ass back to impel down you sandy fuck."
