The Copyist (One Piece & OC)

Chapter 93: Unexpected Developments

***Amaya's POV***

I traveled until I saw a scene buzzing with people. This was where I was hearing all the voices from. Turning off the rumble hearing, I intermix with the crowd, admiring the scenery.

It was lovely. You could see old fashioned buildings surrounded by greenery and flowers. The entrance of the town made it known to me as the Flower Capital of Wano, and it lived up to its name. The sun was slightly lowering, showing it was late afternoon and making the scene simply breathtaking.

The people seemed happy, but if you looked closely, their eyes didn't match their expression. Another influence of Kaido if I had to guess.

Tuning back into the rumble, I listened for familiar voices of friends in disguise. The first was of Franky, acting strange compared to his general manner. He was having to pretend to be a nobody construction worker. I smirked, memorizing what he said to mess with him in the future. His poor pride took a beating I'm sure.

Next was Robin, I heard her controlled yet labored breathing. From the sounds of things, she was pretending to be an entertainer of some kind. She kept obediently listening to any dancing directions that she was given by another lady.

Followed after her was Usopp, lying as usual. Although, he made for a good salesman. He was selling toad oil, and getting some good sales from the sound of money clinking.

Hearing that the others were hard at work, it was time for me to also gather some support. I needed to be somewhere where I could listen in on conversations as a normal person, and also be on the lookout for any crescent tattoos in the process.

Looking around, I spotted a bar of sorts. This will be easy. I slowly enter the place, appearing docile. It looked styled as a tavern once I entered, so I headed for the bar area and sat in the middle.

Ordering a sake, I chilled out at the counter, listening in on conversations, talking to the random drunk, and dissuading the occasional flirt. I was able to meet two different groups of men with moon tattoos hidden near their ankles.

With the code words that Kinemon gave me, I was able to covertly alert them to the upcoming situation. Once that was done, I wandered back to my spot at the bar, finished my fifth cup of sake.

I decided to rest for the rest of the evening, turning off the rumble. After all, it looks like this place will be empty soon enough. Asking for refill, the man looked at me crazily, but filled up the glass anyway.

My drink-drink ability was in full effect, diluting all the toxins almost immediately and keeping me from feeling any lingering effects. Setting down the cutely shaped cup, someone slung their arm around my shoulders.

Hic "And what's beauty" Hic "like yourself" Hic "doing all alone in a place like this?" The random man slurred, puffing his drunken breath into my face.

Not wanting to cause a scene, I give a fake closed eyed smile. "Challenging myself to a drinking competition, but I keep winning. Think you'd be a challenge?" My eyes flit to the empty seat next to mine.

Hic "Think you'll be able to drink me under, eh?" Hic "I'll prove my worth." He removed his arm, plopping down on the bar stool next to me and signaling the Bar Keep to pour him a glass. "Once I win, you'll keep me company the rest of the evening." Hic

Lifting his glass in my direction, he then downed it in a single gulp. Smirking in self-satisfaction, he spoke. "That's one for me. Your turn." He states in a more clear voice. "I'll have you with me soon enough."

I mentally grimace after realizing that the man was only pretending to be drunk earlier. He tricked me into a drinking game after seeing the amount of empty glasses in front of me, thinking it would be easy since he started sober.