Pirate: I, Buggy, am the Emperor, the Emperor of the Clown King!

The Bucky Circus is now quite popular in Loguetown.

Aside from waiting for Bucky to run away from Smoker and the Navy being a little annoyed, everyone was quite satisfied.

Smoker has a rather fiery temper, and the fact that he can restrain himself like this is a result of considering the ordinary townspeople around him.

Seeing the happy smiles of the townspeople as they came out of the circus, especially the children, Smoker really couldn't bring himself to do it.

So Smoker's idea was that once he left Loguetown, he would definitely give Bucky a hard time.

We absolutely have to repay those who resent working overtime tenfold!

now.

The open space to the west of the dock was brightly lit, and the activity inside the tents was even more intense than during the day.

During the day, most of the visitors are tourists.

It's different when you come at night. In addition to tourists, there are also townspeople who have been busy all day and have nothing to do at night.

Under pressure from Baki, the Baki Circus provided exceptionally attentive service.

Even the first mate, the beast tamer Mochi, and the chief of staff, the unicycle swordsman Kabaji, were putting on a great show.

After all, if the superiors have certain preferences, the subordinates will follow suit.

Mochi stood backstage, moving the unlit cigar in his mouth from the left corner of his mouth to the right corner, and then back again.

The cigar industry in Rogge is also quite good. Although there aren't any particularly high-end brands, there are still a considerable number of cigars.

In a sense, Smoker could also be considered a unique form of publicity?

Since Smoker arrived, the number of people smoking cigars in Loguetown has increased dramatically.

The key point is that most cigars are not expensive.

Lion Liki crouched in front of the animal tamer, Mochi.

"Listen." Mochi lowered his voice, squatted down, and poked Leigh's forehead with the handle of his whip.

"There will be a lot of people tonight, so you better be alert."

"Be fierce when you need to be fierce, and be obedient when you need to be obedient. Don't let me down."

After all, this isn't the Buggy Pirates anymore, it's the Buggy Circus.

Liki yawned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, then closed his mouth and nudged Mochi's hand with his nose.

—Liki wanted to complain: After all, this isn't the first day of the performance, why do we have to say it every night?

Mochi knew he understood, and then said, "I'm afraid the captain will turn you into braised pork!"

As someone who has been with Bucky for many years, Mochi could clearly tell that Bucky had a lot of fun these past two days.

If something unexpected happens and he spoils Bucky's fun... then we're probably doomed.

"Awoo~ Meow~" Lion Liki made a sound to clear his throat.

We must pledge our loyalty to the great Captain Bucky and work hard at our animal performances!

The drums inside the tent sounded again, boom boom boom, three beats in a row, meaning urging.

Moqi stood up, straightened his clothes, tucked the whip into his waistband, took a deep breath, and strode onto the stage.

The light shone on him, casting his tall, large shadow on the tent fabric.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, a menacing grin spreading across his face. "The next act is a specialty of our Baki Circus! Please welcome—Leeky!"

The drumbeats suddenly intensified.

Leakey strode leisurely from backstage to the center of the stage, stood still, raised his head, opened his mouth, and let out a low growl.

"roar!!!"

The roar exploded inside the tent, making the light bulbs flicker.

A gasp went up in the audience, some children huddled in their mothers' arms, and a few young men instinctively leaned back.

But even more eyes lit up as they stared at the lion on the stage, a lion even larger than a polar bear.

"The Lion King!"

"The Lion King!"

"The Lion King!"

...Many spectators cheered excitedly.

A glossy, slick mane; a mouth with teeth big enough to crush a person's head; and yellow eyes that gleam coldly under the light.

Frankly speaking, in terms of appearance, especially with the lighting and professional makeup... Lion Liki can be considered a star of the Pakistani Circus.

In addition to being much larger than a typical lion, Leigh is also incredibly strong, and Nami is trying to teach this lion to be domineering.

As for the progress, it's hard to say, since apart from Bucky, no one else can use it.

Overall, during these past few days of performances, Lion Leigh was more popular than the group of fishmen.

After all, once those mermen were crippled, they only had so much left to perform.

After the initial novelty wore off, people lost interest.

There were slave traders who were interested in these fish-men, but unfortunately Bucky wouldn't sell them.

Despite being crippled, these fish-men still have some value in the eyes of slave traders because they bear the insignia of the Sun Pirates.

Lion Leakey paced around the stage, looking majestic, his mane swaying with each step.

Putting aside his occasional goofy personality, his image is definitely top-notch.

Then it sat down in the center of the platform, curled its tail in front of it, and brushed its nose with the tip of its tail.

Someone in the audience chuckled.

Liki tilted his head, his bright yellow eyes scanning from left to right and then from right to left, finally landing on a seven or eight-year-old boy in the front row.

The little boy held a string of candied hawthorns in his hand. The hawthorns were coated with a shiny sugar coating and looked bright red under the light.

Leakey stared at the candied hawthorn skewer for two seconds, his strange movements attracting everyone's attention.

Now it's time for Leakey's classic performance.

Many viewers came here specifically to look forward to this moment.

It put its two front paws together, rested its furry head on its paws, raised its head, and looked pitifully at the little boy with its yellow eyes, letting out a very soft whimper.

Lion Leakey let out a sound that nearly made all the audience drop their jaws: "Meow!"

"Meow~"

"Meow~"

Yes, it's meowing like a cat.

Although the voice doesn't quite sound like a cat, the movements and expressions are definitely those of a cat.

This is subjective initiative.

Leakey went to great lengths to please the great Captain Bucky.

Forcing animals to perform is not advisable, but what if the animals insist on performing?

The audience inside the tent, who had been waiting patiently, erupted in deafening laughter and applause.

"Haha! It's being affectionate!"

"My goodness, that lion is amazing!"

"Look at its eyes, they're exactly the same as our orange tabby cat's!"

Besides the ordinary spectators, some naval spies mixed in with the audience also couldn't hold back anymore.

Navy A: "That's quite something!"

Navy B: "It was worth switching places with my friend..."

The little boy stood there, almost dropping the candied hawthorn in his hand.

His father nudged him and said something with a smile. The little boy then realized what was happening, and hesitantly raised the candied hawthorn and handed it towards Liki.

Leakey stood up, walked to a spot three steps away from the little boy, and sat down, wagging his tail like a dog.

—Leaky the Lion: The mighty me of the past is dead.

—Leo Leakey: Now it's my turn to be weak and cute!

—Lion Niki: I can not only learn from cats, I can also learn from dogs!

It sat there with its mouth open, tongue lolling out, and head tilted to one side.

Those bright, sparkling eyes stared at the string of candied hawthorns, occasionally letting out a soft whimper.

"Meow~"

"Meow woof..."

Although this is a disgrace to lions.

But what is a face? It's nothing compared to obeying the Clown King's orders.

"Give it to me! Give it to me!" The surrounding audience began to clamor.

The little boy finally mustered up his courage, picked a hawthorn from the candied hawthorn skewer, and carefully tossed it over.

Leakey stuck out his tongue, opened and closed his mouth, and the hawthorn was gone.

It chewed twice, squinted its eyes, let out a satisfied hum, and then nudged the wooden board on the edge of the table with its nose, as if to say thank you.

The entire venue erupted in cheers, with applause, laughter, and whistles all mixed together.

Some people stood up and applauded, some laughed so hard they slapped their thighs, and some frantically took out their cameras and pressed the shutter button.

The little boy's face turned bright red with excitement, and he picked another candied hawthorn from the candied hawthorn and threw it over.

Liki took it anyway, and chewed it with his eyes half-closed.

Moqi stood to the side of the stage, his lips twitching. Every time he saw it, he felt like he was going to have an internal breakdown.

Captain Bucky asked us to act as non-aggressive as possible during the performance so that the Navy could relax and feel at ease. And you, the lion, turned into a cat or dog and acted cute?

How can you be so curly?

Niche!

I misjudged you!

You, a lion, are curling up like this to act cute, what are we supposed to do?

The lights dimmed and then brightened again, and Liki stepped back from the edge of the stage and stood in the center again.

It yawned, stretched, put its front paws on the ground, straightened its hind legs, raised its tail high, and stretched its whole body into a bow.

Then it retracted its paws, sat up straight, raised its head, shook its mane, and let out another low growl.

This roar was louder and deeper than before, carrying an undeniable authority.

That was the roar of the king of beasts, a roar that could chill you to the bone.

The laughter inside the tent suddenly stopped, and everyone fell silent, looking at the lion on the stage, which had regained its majestic appearance, and at its eyes that gleamed coldly under the lights.

It can be both cute and fierce; this is the real grand finale.

Leakey stood on the stage for three seconds, then turned around and walked back backstage with a leisurely pace.

It stopped at the entrance and looked back.

One eye open, one eye closed, striking a cute pose.

——Lion·Leaky❛ω˂̵✧

In those big, bright yellow eyes, you could see the little boy still clutching half a string of candied hawthorns in his hand.

Then it flicked its tail and began to walk behind the curtain.

"oh!"

"oh oh!"

"That's amazing!"

The audience erupted in applause again, even more enthusiastically than before.

Tonight's experience will likely be unforgettable for the little boy with the candied hawthorn.

The moment the curtain closed.

Leakey's tail tip dangled outside, as if saying goodbye to all the spectators.

Next up is the performance by unicycle swordsman Kabaji.

At this moment, Kabaji's expression was hard to tell whether it was disgust or helplessness.

Good news, as a unicycle swordsman, he's also quite skilled at performing.

The bad news is that it's now clear that his popularity is unlikely to surpass that of Lion Leakey.

Being outdone by your peers is always a bit unpleasant.

Actually, he didn't have to perform; after all, he still held the title of Chief of Staff.

But after Captain Buggy spoke up, Nami, the head steward, took over all his messy work again.

In a sense, it could also be described as being ousted from power.

However, First Mate Mochi and Chief of Staff Kabaji were not particularly concerned.

After all, he didn't have much management ability to begin with; he was more of a figurehead.

The pirate crew simply needed this position.

On a pirate ship, the only one who truly holds power is the captain.

Aside from the captain who truly holds power, everyone else should be thinking about how to become stronger, rather than getting bogged down in pointless power struggles.

Kabaji is so bored right now, what else can he do if he doesn't do this?

Having something to do is better than having nothing at all, right?

While everyone was having a great time at the circus.

The situation is quite different on Bucky's side.

Bucky Barnes the Clown wants a life of pure bliss, not a miserable, ascetic existence.

Nami had the flooring re-laid and the walls repainted, and also bought a large bed and some decent furniture from town.

While it can't compare to the luxury cabins on those large ships, it's already considered top-of-the-line.

Of course, the main problem is still not enough time. If there were enough time, we could have made even more great things.

That's enough for Pakistan right now; they can take it slow later.

Bucky is currently lying on Nojigo's lap pillow.

Nokiko's thighs were warm and supple, and with his knees slightly bent, his groin perfectly supported Bucky's nape.

When he breathes, his lower abdomen rises and falls very slightly, and a small area in his groin gathers heat, which warms him from the back of his head all the way down to the base of his neck.

Bucky's head is heavy; it will always slide down if you use it as a pillow for too long.

Nochiko didn't say anything, but occasionally bent his knees a little more and gently pushed his head back with the soft flesh on the inside of his thighs.

The movements were gentle and full of maternal love.

She probably didn't even realize it herself.

Bucky stared up at the sky; the angle was simply unreasonable.

His face was covered by a huge shadow, its curve rising and falling slightly with each breath.

Slender branches bearing abundant fruit!

That's really nice!

Bucky moved his head on her lap and deliberately rubbed it against her lap twice with the back of his head.

Nojiko gave a soft hum and didn't dodge.

The skin in her groin area, even through the thin cotton fabric, was warm, and softer than her thighs.

Bucky's nape fit perfectly into that curve, as if it were being supported by something tailor-made for him.

Any more would be too stiff, any less would be too empty.

Bucky felt that this position was much more comfortable than resting his head on his thighs.

The thigh is too solid; it can feel uncomfortable after a while.

The groin is different. That area has a natural, flexible curve, where muscles, fat, and skin are stacked together in an excessively perfect proportion. It is one of the few parts of the human body that are naturally suited to support another person.

Noqi Gao's breathing was long and steady.

With each inhale, her lower abdomen would bulge slightly, gently pushing the back of his head up a tiny bit.

As he exhaled, he sank back down, like the tide receding, putting him back into that soft hollow.

One on one.

One breath in, one breath out.

Bucky squinted, enjoying the moment.

"What are you looking at?" Nojiko looked down at him, her hair slipping down from behind her ears.

Bucky then realized that the corners of his mouth had turned up at some point, especially when Noki tilted her head up and down and casually flipped her hair.

oh oh oh!

That's amazing!

Bucky adjusted his posture, tilting his face towards her lower abdomen, his warm breath hitting his face.

"I didn't laugh."

Bucky felt his entire back of his head sink into that soft warmth, like a piece of candy being put in his mouth and melting away at a spineless speed.

Ugh, my backbone is melting away...

At this moment, only Bucky and Nojiko were in the room.

Buggy remembered what Nami had said earlier.

So how should we start chatting now?

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