One Piece: Starting with Coercing and Enticing Nami

The floor was polished to an almost reflective shine with tile, and the restaurant resembled a banquet hall in high society.

It is spacious, bright, and clean.

As Thoth and his group arrived, curious gazes swept over them.

Immediately afterwards, a series of gasps of cold air rang out.

"Weapon Master Tot...? It's actually one of their gang?"

"Wow!!! It's the three primary color witches from the Weapon Master's ship: the orange-haired Storm Girl Nami, the blue-haired Enchantress Nojiko, and the purple-haired Card Girl Carina?"

"It really is them! So beautiful and cool! Am I dreaming? They are the heroines of Donghai! They are role models!"

"Hiss! How did they get here? Could it be that they have a target here in Barati?"

Amidst the admiring glances, Thoth looked around and walked over to a large dining table by the window.

As soon as everyone sat down, a black figure swiftly slid to his knees. He had a lecherous look on his face, red hearts gleaming in his eyes, snorting from his nostrils, and his arms outstretched as if to embrace the sun, his voice rising and falling in a dramatic, monotone tone:

"Ah!! It turns out to be three beautiful ladies who have graced us with their presence. My name is Sanji, and I am the head chef here at Baratie."

Ah! May I ask what these beautiful ladies, who seem like three goddesses descended from the sun, moon, and stars, would like to eat?

Watching this guy's exaggerated performance, Thoth remained expressionless, while Nami blinked and then pouted.

"So-so, boring!"

Karina rolled her eyes:

"Exaggerated! Boring."

Noki frowned:

"Head chef? Never heard of him."

It was as if three sharp arrows had pierced his heart; Sanji's face froze instantly.

His eyes were filled with disbelief, and he looked utterly dejected, as if all his energy had been drained away, muttering to himself:

"How could this be? This shouldn't be happening! Am I having a nightmare?"

Thoth glanced at him and pointed to the menu on the table: "Have your head chef, Chef Zeff, make his best dishes. Money is no object."

His words were calm, yet they contained an undeniable will.

Sanji's pupils contracted sharply, and he stood up, looking at Thoth with a serious expression.

"Okay, please wait a moment!"

It wasn't Sanji speaking, but a burly old man dressed in a white chef's uniform with two golden braids and a beard who walked over from a distance and spoke.

Former captain of the Chef Pirates, Red-Leg Zeff, is now the owner and head chef of Baratie Restaurant.

Thoth looked at him, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "Then please hurry. If the food lives up to its reputation, then I will discuss a business deal with you, Mr. Zeff."

Zeff's eyes narrowed slightly, but he said nothing, only nodding steadily:

"Please wait a moment."

With that, he grabbed Sanji by the back of his collar and forcibly took him away.

"Some big shot is here today, so you're here to assist me. Remember to behave yourself."

After Zeff and his companion left, another waiter quickly came over to ask Thoth what kind of pre-dinner appetizer he would like.

Various pre-meal desserts and drinks were served, and Tote also ordered a whole roasted lamb to be delivered to Tiger Girl on the ship.

Before long, a variety of delicious dishes were served.

Thoth was also amazed. After all the dishes were served, Zeff, who was waiting on the side, would explain the ingredients and effects of each dish as everyone ate it.

With his exceptionally keen sense of taste, Thoth enjoyed these delicacies and discerned the essence of each dish.

【Cooking Skills (Slightly Accomplished) 3↑/500】

Over the past few days, Thoth's cooking skills have improved significantly under Nochigo's "tutoring".

It gained the attributes of 1 Agility and 1 Spirit.

As they savored and analyzed these delicious dishes, Thoth also described the specific methods and ingredients used in each dish, causing Zeff and Sanji, who had followed him, to widen their eyes in astonishment.

Is this guy a true gourmet?

Is he here to cause trouble?

With both men looking serious, Thoth finished eating all the dishes and then gave Zeff a faint smile:

"As expected of the renowned Barati restaurant in the East China Sea, Mr. Zhepu's culinary skills are indeed well-deserved."

"We're heading to the Grand Line, and I've collected many rare recipes from the East Blue. Let's exchange techniques!"

What do you think?

"..."

Zeff's expression turned serious, but Sanji's face was ashen. He was about to refuse firmly, because the top-secret recipe was the soul of this restaurant.

Those precious recipes are the pride of Chef Zeff's life.

However, Zeff waved his hand to stop him, and looked at Thoth with a wry smile:

"Why exchange? With Mr. Thoth's palate, surely he could decipher the entire menu of our restaurant after eating here for a few more days?"

Thoth laughed: "We all make a living with our own skills, and we have no grudges against each other. Besides, I don't want to spend too much time here."

Don't worry, the recipes we acquire through this transaction will only be used by our own people.

"Open and spacious! Okay."

Zeff took a deep breath and readily nodded in agreement to the recipe deal.

112. The Tragedy of the Overlord!

Zeff agreed, and Tote was in a good mood. Soon, they finished their meal.

Zeff went back to his room and retrieved his life's work of recipes. Nojiga quickly flipped through them, nodded to Tot, and then took Burgess back to the ship to get the recipes.

At this moment, Thoth looked at Zeff, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes, "By the way, Mr. Zeff, I heard that when you were a pirate, you created a kicking technique that could unleash flame attacks!"

Zeff's pupils contracted slightly, somewhat unsure of Thoth's meaning. After all, the person in front of him had made his fortune as a pirate hunter.

Noticing Zeff's seriousness, Thoth smiled and shook his head. "Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards you. It's still a technology exchange."

"I have a leg technique that allows for high-speed movement. Want to trade?"

Zeff fell silent for a few seconds, then gave a wry smile: "Mr. Thoth, are you trying to drain me dry? Fine, I agree."

As he uttered those words, his eyes dimmed slightly, and at that moment, Sanji beside him looked increasingly dissatisfied:

"Hey! Weapon Thoth, since you want this old bastard's signature move, do you have the guts to fight me?"

"I inherited all of that old bastard's skills, so let me see if the mobility technology you're trying to trade is up to par."

"Sanji!" Zeff's expression darkened, but at the same time, he felt a surge of comfort.

However, at this moment, he looked at Thoth sincerely and said, "My son is ignorant, please don't take it to heart."

Thoth chuckled lightly, "I didn't take it to heart, but since your child is disobedient, I'll just give him a beating."

Zeff's eyes twitched, and Sanji's face turned black with anger. Looking at Thoth, who was not much different from himself, he didn't think he could be that much stronger.

Old man Zeff is probably really getting old; even his courage has shrunk.

Sanji looked at Paddy, one of the chefs in the restaurant, and immediately shouted:

“Go, raise the ‘Fish Fin’ field, I’m going to teach this bastard a lesson.”

The latter's expression trembled slightly, but he did not hesitate and went straight to raise the outdoor area.

A short while later.

The group arrived outside the restaurant, where a spacious wooden area had been erected outside the passageway.

Sanji, dressed in a casual black suit, stretched, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and glared at Thoth with an expression that seemed to say, "I've had my eye on you for a long time."

"You want the old man's kicking skills? Then you bastard, come and taste its fiery power for yourself."

However, seeing that Thoth still showed no intention of using his weapon, veins bulged on his forehead, and his anger continued to rise:

"Your weapon? Where is it?"

Thoth looked at him calmly, "Let's see if you can actually force me to use my weapon before we talk!"

Sanji sneered, "Arrogant bastard."

In the blink of an eye, the muscles in his body tensed up, his right foot slammed into the ground, and he spun rapidly in an instant, creating a visible swirling air wave. His right foot, which was supporting him, rubbed against the ground at high speed, and a few faint orange-red sparks lit up.

Sanji abruptly stopped spinning and roared, "Although I haven't fully grasped the essence of this move yet, it's more than enough to defeat you, you bastard."

"You better wake up! You enviable, damned bastard!"

Before he could finish speaking, Sanji had already charged in front of Thoth, unleashing a furious kick to his face like a spark from ashes.

Seeing Thoth standing there seemingly unresponsive, Sanji felt a surge of satisfaction and delivered a powerful kick.

Paper drawing. Fleeting moment. Afterimage.

The instant Thoth's right foot struck, he dodged silently and at high speed, leaving an afterimage in his wake.

Sanji kicked away the afterimage, but before the joy on his face could even bloom, an irresistible violence struck his back.

A muffled thud!

Sanji flew away in the blink of an eye.

Thoth appeared behind him, his right foot landing slowly on the ground as he watched Sanji bounce across the sea like a skipping stone, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Thoth recognized his footwork as the prototype of his famous Devil's Wind Kick, and now, with his own eyesight and perception, Thoth had basically figured out the principle.

Soon after, it will be reproduced on itself.

"Sanji?!"

The ship's cooks panicked, and at Zeff's urging, one of them immediately jumped into the sea to rescue them.

"Don't worry, he's fine. By the way, we don't need to trade kicking techniques anymore!"