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The password to the safe...
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Of course Noir didn''t have it.
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But in the world of pirates, could a safe really keep things safe?
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Noir put his hand into the crack of the door, applied a little force, and his whole body turned into fine sand that flowed inside.
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Ha!
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Who uses the front door after eating devil fruit these days?
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Wait!
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How was he supposed to take the money out...
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...
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Meanwhile, Crocodile, who was out hunting for Noir, had no idea that his house was being robbed.
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Following the direction given by "Miss. Doublefinger", he quickly followed.
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But after running almost halfway across Alabasta, why hadn''t he even seen Noir''s shadow?
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Could it be that he had ascended directly to the sky?
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Crocodile''s patience was wearing thin. Despite the blazing sun, his aura was cold.
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"Damn! Did Miss. Doublefinger lie?"
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Finally, Crocodile decided to give up the chase and head back the way he came.
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After a long journey, a dusty Crocodile returned to the Spider Cafe.
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When he entered the shop, it was deserted.
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Crocodile looked around in confusion, a sense of foreboding rising in him.
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After some searching, Crocodile ended up in the secret room.
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The first thing he saw was Miss. Doublefinger, Paula, lying unconscious on the floor, undressed and looking like she''d been attacked.
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The feeling of foreboding grew.
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A sympathetic crocodile gently slapped Paula''s face.
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She awoke in pain, her eyes wide with confusion as she looked at the crocodile.
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"Who are you?" Paula asked in confusion, then suddenly covered her chest in terror and screamed.
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"Where are my clothes?!"
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Crocodile jumped at her high-pitched scream, then grabbed her by the neck and yelled, "I''m Mr. 0! What happened here?!"
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With her throat grabbed, Paula''s face turned purple. She quickly said, "Boss... that newcomer... knocked me out..."
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"He... Noir, turned into me!"
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"What?" Crocodile stared at her in shock. Turned into others?
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Wasn''t that Mr. 2''s Devil Fruit ability?
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Wait, could it be!
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Crocodile''s face turned red. His casino!
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Damn Noir!
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Crocodile had no time to think about why someone had Mr. 2''s ability. He had only one thought in his head now.
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To dehydrate the impertinent Kid and throw him into the desert!
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Paula, shivering in a corner, felt helpless and pitiful as Crocodile stormed out.
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First stripped, then slapped...
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Was this Crocodile''s twisted act or Noir''s depravity?
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Meanwhile, in the casino, Noir, who had infiltrated Crocodile''s little vault, was thoroughly mesmerized by the treasure.
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Enjoying himself, Noir lay in the pile of gold and silver jewelry and threw handfuls of money into the air.
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This vault probably held all of the casino''s profits.
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Besides, Crocodile probably had baroque works that would bring him more money.
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Thinking about this, Noir felt a little jealous.
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As a Shichibukai, Crocodile must be making a fortune every day.
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But there was too much treasure to carry out...
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And considering the time, Crocodile should return soon.
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Noir, troubled by the room full of gold and berries, tried to pack a large bag, but could only take less than a tenth of it.
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Unless...
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Noir''s eyes brightened and a mischievous smile appeared on his lips.
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Turning back into the domineering CEO Crocodile, Noir placed his hand on the door of the vault room.
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"Suna Suna no Mi - Sand Transformation!"
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Using the power of Suna Suna no Mi, the door touched by Noir''s hand was instantly eroded by sand, creating a large hole.
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Noir scoffed.
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Who uses doors anymore?
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After breaking open the door, Noir called over the person in charge, Fatty.
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When Fatty arrived, his whole face was stunned.
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Where was the door?
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Where was the vault door?
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Ignoring his expression, Noir waved him over and whispered in his ear.
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Fatty''s expression grew more and more shocked as he shouted, "Boss! What... what are you doing?!"
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"Shut up!" Noir, pretending to be wild, grabbed his collar and said, "Just do as I say!"
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"Yes..."
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Fatty, extremely reluctant, ordered his men inside.
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Noir then went outside and arrived at the spacious casino hall.
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He casually took a glass of red wine from a waiter, cleared his throat, and said, "Everyone, quiet down!"
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In this place, Crocodile''s reputation as a Shichibukai was still very effective, and the guests stopped what they were doing and looked at him curiously.
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Shaking the red wine in a rather pretentious manner, Noir said, "Everyone here is my regular customer. I''m very grateful for your support..."
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The guests looked puzzled, wondering why this man was suddenly so polite.
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"You''re here to gamble, to have fun."
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"Money is just a tool. It often limits our enjoyment of the game."
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As Noir rambled on, the guests became even more confused.
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What did he mean?
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Noir smiled slightly, raised his arm and called out:
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"Well, as the boss, I have decided today!"
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"I''ll give you money to play with!"
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"Today, all expenses are on me, Crocodile!"
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As soon as he said this, the whole place erupted.
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"Boss is generous!"
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"As expected from a Shichibukai! A great man!"
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"He''s right! Let''s enjoy ourselves!"
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The so-called gentlemen instantly turned into sycophants, cheering and praising Noir.
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Speaking generously while spending other people''s money, Noir didn''t feel the slightest pain.
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With a wave of his hand, his men immediately began to take bags of treasure from the vault and distribute them.
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The guests, turned into ruffians by the wealth, started grabbing money with red eyes.
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With money in hand, why bother pretending to be decent? That would be just stupid!
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Noir watched the chaotic scene of guests grabbing Berries with satisfaction. This was lively!
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Just then, the door was forcefully kicked open.
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The real Crocodile, who had hurried back, finally arrived.
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As he entered the door, he was almost blinded.
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Why did his guests look like that?