Sea Circle Calendar Year 1517 three years before Luffy sets sail.
Wano Country Onigashima.
"RAIMEI HAKKE!!!"
With a thunderous roar, a white meteor shot down from the sky above Skull Dome, crashing toward the rear of Onigashima.
BOOM!!!
The island trembled. Smoke and dust exploded into the air.
The impact was as loud as a naval bombardment yet the Beasts Pirates stationed on the island remained eerily calm.
"Looks like Lady Yamato got beaten up again."
The pirates muttered silently to themselves.
Incidents like this happened every two or three months. They were used to it by now, well aware it was just another one of Lord Kaido's "family matters."
As usual, what followed was—
The skies darkened. Thunderclouds rolled across the heavens. A massive azure dragon emerged from within, coiling above the island.
The Strongest Creature Kaido of the Beasts!
The dragon laughed like a battle cry.
"Uororororo! You lot go drag that foolish brat of mine to the dungeon! No food for her for half a month!"
"YEAHHH!!!"
The pirates raised their weapons with a roar and charged toward the rear mountain in a massive wave.
After all, when Boss Kaido personally gave the order, carrying it out usually meant a hefty reward maybe even a promotion if luck smiled on you.
Skull Dome, Second Floor A Certain Room.
Good stood in front of a mirror, staring at the reflection of a massive, bald brute with a build like a Street Fighter boss and a face fierce enough to pass for a war god.
He stared blankly, deadpan.
You couldn't exactly call it handsome it had absolutely nothing to do with handsome.
But it did fit right in with the Beasts Pirates' wild aesthetic.
Intimidating. Manly. People from his hometown would probably assume he was a WWE champion wrestler.
Stunned by his own reflection yet again, Good tilted his head back, eyes tearing up as hot tears rolled slowly down his cheeks.
"Noooooo!!!"
Snowflakes fall The north wind howls…
"Why… why the hell did I transmigrate?!"
Yes—Good was a transmigrator.
But he had zero desire to cross over to another world.
In his previous life, his family had hit the jackpot—they were relocation residents.
Eight apartments.
Eight!
After getting chewed up by the rat race post-graduation, he took his parents' advice, quit his job, and returned home to live off the rental income living his best life as a full-time landlord.
Every day was a lazy loop of walking in the park, playing chess or mahjong with the neighbors, sometimes fishing, playing basketball, gaming with friends basically a wandering freeloader.
At the end of each month, his phone would ping with cold hard cash reminding him that a new day full of hope had arrived.
Dreams? Ambition?
Pah—Tui!
Do you even understand the bliss of collecting rent?!
He was thriving.
He thought that life would last forever.
Who knew fate would throw him into the chaotic world of One Piece—as a grunt in the Beasts Pirates no less.
He hadn't even gotten his fill of that good life yet!!!
"What the hell were you doing, trying to play the hero when someone else fell in the river?! You useless piece of deadweight, only good at living off rent!"
Cursing, Good wiped his tears and his eyes turned fierce.
He'd heard Kaido's roar loud and clear.
After two and a half months in this world, he'd adapted to the new environment and body—and had been waiting for just this kind of opportunity!
"Ugly doesn't matter—as long as I have money!"
"If I can capture Yamato, I'll get a huge bounty!"
"Then buy property collect rent. Buy more property—collect more rent!"
"I'll reclaim the happiness I lost myself!"
Good clenched his fists so hard the veins bulged.
I, Glutton Good, age 24—
Have a dream that's not exactly great…
To become a rent-collecting freeloader who eats, sleeps, and does nothing else!
"Yamato… jejejeje…"
He grabbed his massive greatsword—practically a door in size—and grinned wickedly as he stepped into the corridor. But after just a few steps, his smirk froze.
Trouble.
A girl with cotton-candy-colored long hair and a pink face mask was sprinting down the hall, kicking open doors and checking every room with fiery intensity.
CRACK!
She ripped off a door with her bare hands.
"Not in here!"
"Not in this one either!"
"Damn it—where the hell are you, Tobi Roppo?!"
As she started to lose her patience and seemed close to erupting, Good quickly turned and sped up his pace, not wanting to get dragged into her chaos.
Damn it should've checked the calendar before leaving today!
But it was already too late.
She spotted him sneaking away—her eyes lit up—and with a crouch and burst, she zipped right in front of him.
"Stop right there, Good!"
"…Lady Ulti."
Good's face twitched as he looked down at the girl.
This was Ulti, a senior officer of the Beasts Pirates—and his direct superior.
At just 173 cm tall, she looked like a small potato next to his 2.8-meter-tall frame, which was bulkier than a bear. A single slap could probably send her crying for hours.
But she was far stronger than him.
Was this logical?
No.
But this was reality.
Ulti glared up at Good, grinding her teeth.
"Good, did you find Tobi Roppo yet?!"
"Nope."
Good shook his head with a blank expression.
Page One short for Tobi Roppo was Ulti's younger brother.
And Ulti was a hardcore siscon with a fiery temper. Her favorite pastime was "messing with" her little brother so he was constantly hiding from her.
Which meant finding Tobi Roppo was part of Good's daily nightmare.
But it was a no-win situation.
Can't find him? Ulti gets pissed.
Find him? Tobi Roppo gets pissed.
Better to slack off and avoid both.
Ulti yanked his collar furiously. "Then keep looking, you idiot!"
"Lady Ulti."
Good calmly raised his hand and pointed upward.
"Kaido just gave the order—to throw Lady Yamato into the dungeon."
"HUH?!"
Ulti's eyes shot wide open. She cursed without hesitation.
"Ugh! Another family feud? Is Kaido an idiot? This is his business! What's it got to do with us?!"
"Well, true…"
Good ignored her sharp words about the boss and explained: "But it is his order. And knowing Lord Tobi Roppo personality, I'd bet he's already gone after Yamato."
"Oh right! Then let's go too!"
Ulti clapped her hands in realization and sprang up—landing right on Good's shoulders, her long pale legs dangling and swinging playfully.
Eyes sparkling, she clenched her tiny fist and pointed ahead.
"Charge, Goody!"
"…."
Good's face twitched again.
Those legs are so—no wait!
This damn brat's treating me like a horse again?!
It wasn't the first time but watching her legs sway in front of him, Good really wanted to grab her and slam her into the ground like a sack of flour.
Huuu~~
Calm down!
You can't beat her yet, Good!
But give it time thirty years east of the river, thirty years west.
One day, the saddle will be on the other horse!
Right now, priorities. If someone else gets to Yamato first, the whole "buy property and collect rent" plan could go down the drain!
Let's move out Yamato's going DOWN!