I collect everything in the One Piece world.

In the end, she gritted her teeth again.

Mosen sat down next to her, holding a can of iced drink in his hand: "This is the twelfth time you've cursed those lying birds. If they could hear you, they'd probably all lose their feathers."

"Hmph, I'll curse you a thousand times and I still won't be satisfied!" Bakala wrinkled her nose, then her eyes darted around and she looked at Mosen.

"Hehe, since we're 'partners in arms' now, could you 'temporarily store' the things I bought when we get to Yudi? Just for a little while!"

"Storage service?" Morsen raised an eyebrow and said with a half-smile, "Sure, as a friend, a discount of 100,000 Berries per visit."

"One hundred thousand Berries?!" Baccarat's eyes widened instantly, her voice rising several octaves: "Why don't you just rob someone?!"

“The price is clearly stated, and the choice is voluntary.” Mosen shrugged, his tone relaxed. “It’s not like I’m forcing anyone. But…”

He deliberately dragged out his words, his gaze sweeping over Baccarat's tattered white robe: "I remember you just borrowed two million Berries from me, saying you needed to buy some clothes when you got to Rain Country."

"Based on my understanding of... well, most women, especially ladies like you who love life, once they start shopping, two million Berries can probably buy more than just a little bit of things."

He paused, then gave him a "I'm doing this for your own good" look: "Will you be able to carry all those bags by yourself? Your shopping experience will be greatly diminished."

"Furthermore, I want to make it clear beforehand that as a bodyguard and partner, my duties do not include carrying your shopping bags."

"So the storage fee of 100,000 Berries is not expensive at all, okay? You won't lose it if you leave it with me."

“You…!” Bakara was speechless, glaring angrily at Mosen, feeling that his smile was full of “scheming”.

But upon calming down, what he said... was damnably correct!

As a woman, a woman who cares about her appearance and has just experienced a "image destruction", how can she not indulge in a thorough shopping spree to make up for it when she comes to a bustling city like Yudi?

Clothes, shoes, accessories, cosmetics... she lacks everything!

Two million berries may sound like a lot, but it's probably just a drop in the ocean compared to her insatiable shopping desires.

More importantly, she never wanted to experience again the feeling of carrying a lot of things while being afraid of them being stolen or accidentally lost.

Hmm... 100,000 Berries for storage is indeed a bit expensive, but... having someone like him, who can "collect things out of thin air," store the items is definitely the most convenient and safest option...

Bakara was torn between her inner thoughts and her own desires. In the end, her longing for a wonderful shopping experience and a little bit of wishful thinking that "the money is borrowed anyway, and I can pay it back if I win" prevailed.

She reached into her chest, pulled out 100,000 Berries, and slapped it into Morsen's hand.

"Here you go! It's a deal, when we get to Yudi, you have to 'pack' the things I bought for me! If you lose or break them, you have to pay for them!" Bakala glared, trying to make her voice sound imposing.

"Don't worry, professional storage, quality guaranteed." Mo Sen smiled and took the money, his attitude impeccable.

He even thoughtfully followed up, "By the way, is two million Berries enough? Do you want to borrow more? Considering our pleasant cooperation, we can lower the interest rate."

Bakala: "..."

Why does it feel even more wrong now?

But looking at Mo Sen's handsome face, which was full of "sincerity" and "I'm doing this for your own good," she couldn't find any fault with it.

After all, he saved my life, gave me food and water, and now he's offering "unsecured loans" and "super convenient storage services."

...He's a really good person from every angle! Except for the fact that his fees are a bit outrageous...

Forget it! Bakala shook her head, deciding not to be so hard on herself.

When has Lady Bakala ever worried about money? She'll dominate the casino later, earning back all her principal, interest, and deposit fees!

So she quickly put this "minor annoyance" out of her mind and began to enthusiastically plan what to buy later.

That sexy desert-themed dress I saw in the magazine, I absolutely have to buy it! And I can't forget the matching sandals and sun hat! Plus skincare products and perfume…

Oh right, I also need to buy some unique jewelry, since I'm going to a place like "Rain Banquet" and I can't lose in terms of presence!

Watching Bakara quickly immerse herself in the anticipation of a wonderful shopping experience, her face beaming with pure joy, Mosen's smile deepened, a glimmer of triumph flashing in his eyes.

After spending most of the day together, Mosen also had the idea of ​​inviting Bakara to become his partner.

He had been looking for companions to go on adventures with, and Baccarat fit his criteria perfectly in terms of both her Devil Fruit ability and personality.

She has a straightforward and cheerful personality; loves beauty; seems to value money but actually pursues immediate pleasure; has an adventurous spirit and a never-give-up attitude, while also possessing a touch of naive cunning.

The problem is that she's currently more comfortable being alone and free, so if I were to casually invite her to become a long-term partner now, she'd most likely be rejected.

So after thinking for a moment, Mosen changed his strategy and adopted a more roundabout approach.

For example, lending them money, or providing expensive but irresistible convenient services, can deepen their connection and dependence.

Use gentle methods to help her gradually get used to having Morsen around.

If the plan goes smoothly, in a few days he will not only be able to recover the debt, but also get the person back.

……

As the last rays of the setting sun disappeared below the horizon, the moving crabs finally carried them to their destination.

Rainland, this dreamlike city in the desert, reveals a completely different charm at night compared to during the day.

Countless colorful lights outlined the city like a mirage, while the huge central fountain shimmered with a mesmerizing glow under the lights. Music, the aroma of food, and faint laughter filled the air.

The two first went to the "moving club" to return the "colorful crab" that was still reluctant to part with Bakala, and then quickly found a clean and comfortable-looking hotel near the bustling streets to check in.

There was no other way; after traveling through the desert for most of the day, both of them were covered in dust and grime.

Mosen is alright, it's mostly dust and gravel.

Bakala needed a thorough cleaning, since she had been buried in the sand for half a day and her hair was full of fine sand. She wouldn't be presentable without a careful wash.

It took them more than an hour to finish washing and grooming, and they appeared in the hotel lobby looking refreshed.

Baccarat's makeup was exquisite, and she had changed into a newly bought red off-the-shoulder dress with a distinctly Alabasta style. Her newly styled red curls were smooth and shiny, making her seem like a completely different person.

Her previous disheveled and haggard appearance vanished, replaced by the beauty and confidence of the "Queen of Luck".

She was only carrying a small, lightweight handbag; the rest of her shopping had already been entrusted to Morsen.

Mo Sen also changed into a clean and neat dark outfit, with a light jacket over it, making him look refreshed and upright.

"Let's go!" Bakara waved her hand triumphantly, took the lead out of the hotel, and strode towards the "Rain Banquet" casino, the most brightly lit and distinctive landmark building in the city center.

The streets of Yudi were even more lively at night, teeming with people.

Bakara ignored the curious stares around her; all her attention was focused on the impending "battlefield."

Mosen followed her at a leisurely pace, his gaze calmly sweeping over the surroundings, taking in the city's nighttime atmosphere and the surrounding conditions.

Soon, the two stood before the magnificent golden gate of the "Rain Banquet".

The dazzling lights illuminated the entrance as if it were daytime, and uniformed waiters stood respectfully on both sides. From inside, one could faintly hear noise and hear the crisp sound of chips clinking.

Bakara stopped, took a deep breath, straightened her back, and a bright smile that was a mixture of excitement and absolute confidence spread across her face.

"Come on, partner! Today I'll show you how Lady Luck Bakura dominates and sweeps the field!"

Chapter 36, The Power of the Goddess of Fortune

[Sabaody Archipelago, Shakky's Bar]

As usual, the shop was not crowded. Rayleigh and Lari were pointing at a map, helping Lari find her hometown.

Shakky was tidying up the glasses and glassware. On the counter next to her were two pieces of paper: one was a wanted poster for "Black Cat Sheriff," and the other contained information and achievements of "Pirate Hunter - Collector Blackmoreson."

"Haha! I won again!"

Inside the casino at Rain Banquet, Baccarat gathered the piles of chips in front of her with practiced ease and grace.

Then she turned her head and playfully raised an eyebrow at Mo Sen beside her, her eyes sparkling with undisguised pride and excitement.

Mo Sen looked at the chips in front of her, which had more than doubled in a short period of time and piled up like a small mountain, and couldn't help but marvel inwardly.

In a place like a casino, the power of this "lucky fruit" is practically a bug.

He had just tried it out himself, but had both wins and losses. He could only keep playing with the dice and use his Observation Haki to sense the movement of the dice.

However, even so, it pales in comparison to Bakara's seemingly god-like state.

The dealers at their original table were now deathly pale, their foreheads dripping with cold sweat, and they could no longer maintain their professional smiles.

He's been in the business for so many years, and he's seen plenty of lucky hands, but even the best hands don't go on a winning streak of more than ten games.

This seems to have gone beyond the realm of "good luck," but he couldn't find any evidence of cheating and could only watch helplessly as his chips were rapidly slipping away.

Just as the dealer was about to break down, a middle-aged dealer who was dressed more elegantly and had a more composed demeanor silently appeared beside the table.

He first bowed politely to Bakala and Mosen, then whispered something to the original dealer, who was then relieved and almost ran away.

"Dear guest, your luck and skill are truly amazing." The new senior dealer wore an impeccable smile.

"The limit at this table is probably no longer enough for you. Would you be interested in moving to our VIP room? There you'll find a higher betting limit, a more elegant environment, and opponents more suitable for a master like yourself."

This is standard practice in casinos: luring suspected "troublemakers" or "big fish" to more private and "controllable" upscale areas.

Bakara's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this. She wasn't unaware of the casino's tricks, but her confidence made her fearless.

A higher betting limit means she can win more, but of course, she can also lose more.

The casino took this into account, which is why they led them into the premium area.

Unfortunately, their opponent this time was no ordinary person; the word "lose" simply doesn't exist in Bakala's dictionary.

“Okay! Lead the way!” Bakala nodded happily.

Mosen remained noncommittal, simply observing the senior dealer and the numerous black-clad guards vaguely visible around him.

As he stood up, he leaned closer to Bakara and whispered, "Do you still have enough 'luck reserves'?"

Bakara smiled slyly and confidently, then turned and whispered in Mosen's ear, "Don't worry, I've already 'added' to it."

"When I went to the restroom just now, I shook hands with a few guys who looked like they were having good luck."

As she spoke, her gaze also glanced meaningfully towards the other side of the hall.

Just as she finished speaking, as if to confirm her words, a well-dressed man with his arm around a female companion suddenly slipped without warning and fell flat on his face!

He frantically tried to grab the table next to him for balance, but bumped into a waiter who happened to be passing by. Several brightly colored cocktails on the waiter's tray were poured over his head.

The man cursed and tried to stand up, but slipped again and fell headfirst under the gambling table next to him, leaving only his legs sticking out and kicking comically, which caused a burst of suppressed laughter and gasps from those around him.

Mo Sen: "..."

Needless to say, he knew that this must be one of the unlucky ones whose good fortune had been "borrowed" by Bakara.

It's likely that all the last bit of good luck has run out, which is why they've been having a series of misfortunes.