ONE PIECE

Weak as you ever were.

The distance between us remains chasmic.

Keep up like this, and you'll never reach me.

The waters of the Grand Line are indeed too treacherous for a little frog.

Fish, fish.

Big fish!

Oh! She's huge!

Get up here!

Hoo!

She's biting! Oh man, this a monster!

It might be a whale!

Come on. Come on.

Whoo!

Oh. Whoo!

Woo-hoo!

No beast is a match for Captain Usopp!

Ooh! See, this is what I'm talking about.

Fish in the Grand Line are like nothing you'd see in the East Blue.

Spare me the indignity.

I've been captured by a crew so provincial they're impressed by a fish.

We should gag him.

This weather is crazy!

It was warm and sunny a minute ago, and now it's pouring rain.

No wonder the Grand Line is so hard to navigate.

Even the weather amazes you people.

Ah.

There's a special relationship between a chef and his knives.

Using them requires technique,

talent,

and style.

That's the difference between us. You cut things that are already dead.

I already said the difference between us. Technique, talent, and style.

This weather defies all logic.

The rain cleared up, and now there's a blizzard.

A blizzard!

The Grand Line is insane.

Who wants to make a snowman?

A snowman?

I'm making sorbet!

What's so funny?

So this is what has become of the great Roronoa Zoro.

I can't believe Baroque Works tried to recruit you.

So you need a refresher on what I did to Mr. 7, huh?

Ooh.

You think you can beat me?

The cook beat you.

So yeah, not really a question.

You talk a hearty game when your opponent can't fight back.

Untie me, and let's see how skilled you really are.

Nice try.

What's your name?

Miss Wednesday.

- That's a funny name. - It's a code name.

Oh.

Well…

Do you like being an assassin?

Adore it.

Hmm.

Why does your partner wear a crown?

Childhood trauma.

Okay. Hmm.

Do you want something to eat?

Uh…

- What are you offering? - Dried squid.

Not mine though.

I'll get you some.

No.

Now, if you're done with this inane excuse for an interrogation,

I'd like to resume planning my escape.

I'm not interrogating you.

I'm trying to get to know you.

I'm a Baroque Works frontier agent. That's all you need to know.

Okay.

You see what I mean?

One minute, it's freezing, and the next, it's like the first day of spring.

The Grand Line sure lives up to its reputation.

My snow queen!

My masterpiece.

Luffy, look out behind you!

How did she get free?

Your fearlessly incompetent leader.

Luffy, you do know what an assassin is, don't you?

I do.

I just don't think she wants to hurt us.

Right. And her attacking me was what? Jealousy of my looks?

You wish.

My gut tells me we can trust her.

And I always trust my gut.

Is there something you want to say?

Unlike your insolent crew,

I respect your judgment.

So, can you free me too?

You can't seriously be considering that.

Luffy, it is fine if you trust your gut, but maybe we keep the assassins tied up

until we figure out exactly what your gut is telling you?

- Or we can forget we ever met one another. - Yeah, yeah. Yeah.

And you can just let us go

on that island over there.

What?!

It's our very first island in the Grand Line.

Are those cacti? They're huge.

I don't know, but that's definitely a town down there.

Thanks for the ride, idiots.

Bye-bye, baby.

Ooh! Ooh!

Oh no.

Well, that's one way to take care of the problem.

He seems friendly.

Howdy there.

Is it me, or is everybody happy to see us?

That's definitely different.

Hi.

Well, they say things are different in the Grand Line.

Maybe they love pirates here.

I said different, not backwards.

Did I hear you say that you're pirates?

Luffy, play it cool.

Yeah.

My name is Monkey D. Luffy, and I'm gonna be King of the Pirates.

Mmm…

Oh!

Wonderful news!

Here in Whisky Peak, we simply adore pirates.

Ah! Told ya!

My name is Igaram, and I'm the mayor of this humble town.

I would like to extend to you all our warmest welcome.

I'm sorry. Did you say you love pirates?

Why, of course.

Everyone knows no one loves tales of adventure

like the people of Whisky Peak.

That and we're one of the first stops on the Grand Line,

so we found that welcoming pirates is a lot easier than fighting them.

Actually, that makes sense.

Sister, how blessed are we that we have yet another pirate crew to entertain.

Well, I hope they're as much fun as those Tulip Pirates last night.

I promise you, we're way more fun.

Oh. Hmm.

Uh, excuse me. Are the Tulip Pirates still here?

Oh no. No, no, no.

They came, they partied, and they continued on,

as most pirate crews do.

Do you also like assassins?

Why would you ask that?

Because two assassins escaped our ship and might wash up on this island.

- Guy with a crown, woman with blue hair. - And you're sure they headed here?

Thank you. Thank you for warning us, but don't worry.

Just because we don't like fighting off ne'er-do-wells

doesn't mean we're not capable.

Hmm.

E… e… excuse me.

Uh, how long does it take for a Log Pose to reset on this island?

Oh, the magnetic field should record

and point you to the closest island by morning.

So we have to stay the whole night?

Oh, I promise you, it won't be a night you'll soon forget.

- Okay, let's have a little fun. - Awesome!

What perfect timing. That's the dinner bell.

Come. I invite you to come and enjoy the finest Whisky Peak has to offer.

But… but there is a catch.

I insist that you tell us about your tales of adventure.

Oh.

That's not gonna be a problem.

All of a sudden, the beast opens its mouth.

I mean, a mouth so big it could swallow this entire island.

And then, gulp! We disappeared into its stomach.

Ah.

And then, I had to fight a zombie to save Sanji's life.

- That's not how it went down. - That's exactly how it happened.

But then, our captain had a genius idea.

I sang a song and the whale understood,

so he opened his mouth and gave me back my crew.

Mmm. A fellow music lover, I see.

Sure am.

You know, I'm still looking for a musician for our crew.

Yes, a most tempting proposition.

But my responsibilities lie elsewhere, I'm afraid.

- How about we go for another round? - Yes, great idea. Another round.

Everyone,

we've come a long way from the East Blue.

Now, we may not know what the rest of the Grand Line has in store for us,

but we're alive.

And we're together.

So let's celebrate!

Yes!

Yeah!

Yes! Drink! Drink! Drink!

I hate wet socks.

And this salt water's going to do a number on my suit.

Mr. 8 will have our heads for being late.

You know he loathes to be kept waiting.

And I doubt he considers swallowed by a whale an acceptable excuse.

I'd better find him at once.

I'm coming with you.

I can't have you taking all the credit for our mission.

Or shifting all the blame.

Don't worry.

It wasn't our fault.

I'll tell him you had my back.

- You will? - Of course.

We're partners, aren't we?