Starting as a Roger Pirates Apprentice

Chapter 529: The Wedding Farce, the Main Act Begins

"Long time no see. You’re looking as glorious as ever~"

"Sammi, Stussy."

Orin smiled at his subordinates. Although he had already half-retired, a convenient and easygoing life still couldn’t do without people from the underworld to get things done, so Orin’s attitude was still very gentle.

"Today probably won’t be very quiet. Keep an eye out for yourselves."

"Won’t... be very quiet?"

They were taken aback. Morgans and the others exchanged glances, each thinking about what that meant. If it wasn’t very quiet, did that mean something was going to happen? Right. On this sea, there were already very few existences that could pose a threat to Mr. Orin, so no matter how big the incident was, to him it was just some minor fuss—just "not quiet," that was all.

"We understand. Do you need us to do anything?"

"No..."

Orin took a sip of black tea.

"Leave professional matters to professionals."

He shifted his gaze to Katakuri. The other man’s eyes were occasionally flashing a crimson light, as if he were on guard against something, and at the same time he was practicing the method Orin, this famous teacher, had taught him to improve Observation Haki, striving to make the future he saw more accurate than everyone else’s. But that wasn’t very useful. The growth of Haki could only be helped a little by training—after all, not everyone was a genius who could work two hundred times harder. To truly transform, even a monster like Orin had to go through grueling great battles.

He didn’t plan to help Luffy and the others escape. After all, even if he didn’t show up, those lucky brats could still get away from Linlin. On the contrary, he wanted to add some more pressure—use Katakuri’s pressure and see if he could get Luffy to awaken the Nika form earlier.

Only...

From the corner of Orin’s eye he glanced at that cold, aloof man sitting with one leg crossed and a scarf around his neck. If it was only a boost to Observation Haki, would that really be enough? After all, Ryuo could achieve the effect of "striking through the mountain to hit the bull," just like when Orin first fought Oden. Even though he had seen the opponent’s future trajectory, he was still hurt by the invisible internal destruction of Ryuo.

The underworld big shots greeted Orin and then found seats to sit down. Sammi was very clever—she chose a seat close to Orin. Orin sipped his black tea and of course noticed this, smiling as he tilted his head slightly.

"What’s up?"

Sammi smiled elegantly, placing her hands folded over her small bag.

"I’m just a weak woman. Of course I have to stay behind Orin-sama at all times."

Orin smiled and handed her the black tea he had taken a sip from.

"Then help me hold it. I’ll drink it again after it cools."

"Okay~"

At this moment, it was just like twenty years ago, when the rookie Black Gun had first set out and met that red-light-district proprietress who had run out of options. The two had known each other for many years and already had perfect tacit understanding. Sammi knew that if Orin-sama personally said it wouldn’t be very quiet, then it definitely wouldn’t be a small commotion. Maybe it would be Big Mom’s hunger pangs, or some big riot...

...

On the other side, Big Mom was quite happy to see the underworld people come to attend the wedding. After all, ever since Orin took control of the underworld, she had never had a chance to get in touch with these "big moneybags." And even now, she still felt a sting of regret about when Orin first came to Cake Island as a guest—she had helped him integrate the underworld, only to end up owing him a favor. You had to know, people like Stussy had pledged themselves to Orin at her tea party.

"Speaking of which, I really have to apologize about what happened before, Orin, about Kaido..."

Orin hadn’t expected her to bring up those old stories. With cake stuffed in his mouth, he spoke as he chewed.

"That... don’t worry about it."

Orin had long since forgotten that episode of teasing Linlin back then. Instead, at this moment he felt a strange disturbance in space. Was someone nearby? Orin raised an eyebrow, then looked around and glanced at the glossy, mirror-like glass plate to the side—the one used to hold cake.

A burst of crimson light appeared before his eyes, and pitch-black power acted on it. The mirror surface began to change, and several faces crowded together actually appeared on it—Caesar, Nami, and Brook.

"Eh?!?!"

Originally, after hearing that Orin had arrived, they had decided to observe the situation from the mirror world. Now, seeing those glasses look straight at them, they instantly gaped, stumbling backward as tears and snot burst out. Especially when they saw Orin give them a meaningful, wicked smile—Nami, with tears and snot streaming and her eyes bulging out several centimeters, made a snap decision and smashed the mirror with one blow.

And on Orin’s side—

"Crash!!!"

The glass plate that had been intact in his hand suddenly shattered for no reason, and shards of glass scattered across the tabletop.

"Hmm???"

Katakuri, who was always very vigilant, also noticed the situation, but when he saw it was Orin, he didn’t look any further. This was something he couldn’t manage.

"Spying, huh~"

Orin didn’t pay it much mind either. The shards on the table turned into nothingness and disappeared.

...

As the alarm Homies rang, the auspicious day officially arrived. Orin’s good godson, Sanji, came stepping on clouds into the venue in a white groom’s outfit, his face wearing that lovestruck look. What a hopeless sight...

Orin sat at the table for the groom’s side parents, watching this farce unfold. Actually, this seat had originally been reserved for Judge, but for some reason, after learning that Orin had come here, he refused to sit in the main seat no matter what and insisted that Orin sit in the position of the groom’s father. Orin couldn’t refuse, so he sat together with the Vinsmoke family.

And Judge really was a scumbag. He wasn’t a good father, but he was a thorough politician. As a former subordinate force of Orin, he was also very curious about Orin’s view of this wedding.

"I wonder what attitude you have toward Sanji’s wedding?"

"Attitude?"

Orin looked at Sanji’s lecherous expression.

"That kind of thing doesn’t matter at all. Marriage and such..."

"I didn’t come for this wedding in the first place~"

"What?!"

Streusen walked out at this moment, dragging his blade across the ground, and a huge wedding cake rose up from the ground. He was also an old cadre from the Rocks Pirates.

Along with the mirror transport inside the wedding cake, countless animals that Luffy had turned into rushed out, wanting to run and jump around the wedding venue. The scene filled with screams and shouts one after another. Orin found it noisy, lightly tapped the table with his finger, and waves of pitch-black energy rippled outward like water. For an instant, it was as if the world had pressed the pause button.

Then came the sound of glass shattering.

"Crack crack crack crack crack—"

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