One Piece: The sky is azure, I just time-traveled today.

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Pushing open the door, the bookstore was dimly lit, the books on the shelves were covered in dust, and only the owner, who wore thick glasses and looked like an ordinary old scholar, was dozing behind the counter.

Sabo walked straight to the counter and tapped on the table.

The shop owner raised his eyelids, his cloudy eyes sweeping over the group, lingering for a moment on Guina, before lowering them again and slowly saying, "This shop only sells books; we do not provide other services."

“We’re looking for scalpers,” Sabo said bluntly, not bothering with beating around the bush. “Five tickets to Uta’s concert, the best seats.”

The shop owner paused for a moment, adjusted his glasses, and looked them over again before slowly saying, "The best front row in the inner area... this price."

He held up five fingers.

"Five million Berries?" Bonnie exclaimed. "Robbery!"

The shop owner, expressionless, said: "Fifty million Berries. One copy."

Even Saab gasped at the price. This wasn't just a rip-off, it was outright robbery!

This deal is even more worthwhile than becoming a Shichibukai directly!

Kuina's eyes instantly turned cold, and she placed her hand on the hilt of Ziyun's sword. She didn't like being taken advantage of.

The shop owner seemed to sense the murderous intent, his body tensing slightly, but he still tried to remain calm: "This is the price, take it or leave it. In all of Elgia, you won't find another place that can immediately produce five front-row tickets."

The atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while.

Robin gently tugged at Kuina's sleeve and shook his head at her. Taking action here would disrupt the island's "order" and invite unnecessary trouble.

Sabo took a deep breath, suppressing his displeasure. For relaxation, for that supposedly soul-healing song, this sucker…

He really can't be the one!

Just as Sabo was weighing whether to be the sucker and Kuina's patience was about to run out, a petite figure had already broken out.

"What are you talking about, you old man!"

Bonnie lunged forward, slamming her small hand on the counter with a loud "bang," sending dust flying. She tilted her head back, her pink hair practically standing on end, her large eyes burning with rage.

"We're the Seven Warlords of the Sea! You dare ask us for money? You're asking for trouble!"

Before she could finish speaking, she gave the other party no time to react. Her small body burst forth with amazing power, and she leaped up, her fist covered with basic Armament Haki slamming into the shop owner's fat face!

"puff--!"

The shop owner never expected that this little girl would attack so suddenly, and with such speed and strength! He screamed and was sent flying backward from behind the counter, crashing heavily into the bookshelf behind him, knocking over a pile of old books, and his glasses were also shattered in half.

"You...you..." The shopkeeper slumped among the books, clutching his rapidly swollen cheek, both shocked and furious, shouting with a fierce but weak voice, "You dare to lay a hand on me here?! Do you know whose territory this is?! It's Don Quixote Family property! Lord Doflamingo will not let you get away with this!"

He tried to intimidate his opponent by bringing up his powerful backer. The title of Doflamingo, the "Heavenly Demon" of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, is equally intimidating in the New World.

However, Bonnie wasn't buying it at all.

She stepped forward, stomped on the scattered books, looked down at the disheveled shopkeeper, and spat:

"Pah! So what if it's the Donquixote Family? So what if it's Doflamingo? I just don't like you! You dare to cheat us? We'll beat you up!"

After saying that, before the other party could utter any more threats, she kicked him again, knocking the shop owner unconscious, and the world instantly became quiet.

Sabo, Kuina, and Robin watched without intervening. Sometimes, Bonney's direct approach is the most effective way to deal with people who try to take advantage of others and bully others.

“Alright, Bonnie, get the tickets,” Sabo reminded her.

Bonnie snorted and began rummaging through the store. Soon, she found a thick stack of concert tickets in a hidden compartment under the counter—all the best front-row seats!

"Found them!" Bonnie waved the tickets in her hand excitedly. "Exactly five! Looks like this guy was planning to fleece us all along!"

She distributed the tickets to everyone, took one for herself, and looked at Uta's bright smile on it. Her anger vanished instantly, and a hopeful smile appeared on her little face.

"All done! We can go to the concert now!"

Sabo looked at the expensive ticket he'd gotten for "zero yuan" and smiled helplessly, but didn't say anything more. When dealing with unscrupulous merchants, there's really no need to follow any rules of trade.

Kuina casually put the ticket away, her expression remaining indifferent.

Robin gracefully put the ticket into his pocket, as if the violent incident had never happened.

Liu Jiu looked at the ticket in his hand, lost in thought.

The group left the shady shop as if nothing had happened, leaving behind only the unconscious shop owner and a mess.

Stepping out of the alley and back onto the streets filled with music and sunshine, the atmosphere immediately lightened.

“Let’s go,” Sabo stretched happily. “Let’s see if this world-renowned diva’s singing voice is really as magical as the legends say.”

Holding their hard-won tickets, the five people followed the crowd toward the giant stage where heavenly music was about to resound.

"If only we had someone on our ship who could sing, we could watch concerts every day!"

Chapter 160 Uta's Song

After an unknown amount of time, the owner of the used bookstore slowly awoke amidst a pile of scattered books. The sharp pain in his cheek and abdomen instantly brought back memories of everything that had happened before he lost consciousness, especially the pink-haired, devilish girl and her unreasonable fists!

He struggled to his feet and saw the opened secret compartment. He checked it immediately and found that five front-row tickets for the inner section were missing.

"Robber! Damn it... He can't even afford a measly 2 million Berries, what a pauper! We can't let this go!"

A flame, a mixture of pain, humiliation, and anger, shot straight up to his head.

"Damn the 'Purple Sword'! Damn brat!"

He cursed through gritted teeth, limped behind the counter, and pulled out a hidden Den Den Mushi.

He had to report it immediately! This was not only about his loss, but also about the reputation of the Don Quixote family!

The Den Den Mushi connected quickly, and after the sound of "Bru-bru" came a slightly frivolous male voice from the other end.

"Hello? What's going on?"

"M-My lord!" The shopkeeper, enduring the pain, spoke in a tearful, deliberately exaggerated voice, "It's the Shichibukai 'Purple Sword' Kuina! She barged into my shop with her entourage and started hitting people without saying a word! She even stole the best concert tickets we reserved for our VIPs! She...she also said..."

The shopkeeper's eyes darted around, and he added fuel to the fire, shouting, "She also said that the Don Quixote family is nothing special! Doflamingo is just a coward hiding in the shadows! She came to Elgia this time to declare war on the Don Quixote family! To uproot our forces from here!"

He had to exaggerate the situation to get the family's attention and force them to send enough power to avenge him!

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a burst of exaggerated laughter.

"Hehehehe—!! The 'Purple Sword'? That little girl who's gained some fame lately? Declaring war on the clan? Hehehe, what a boastful tone!"

The person who answered the phone was Trebol, one of the Donquixote Family's executives and a user of the Sticky Sticky Fruit. He already held Kuina in low regard for her rising fame in recent years, and upon hearing this embellished report, he found it even more laughable.

A new Shichibukai dares to provoke the Donquixote Family?

"Alright, I got it." Torrepol stopped laughing, his tone laced with disdain and casualness. "Baby-5 and Buffalo happen to be on a mission nearby, let them 'handle' them. Hehehe, let them see what happens when they provoke a family!"

After saying that, the Den Den Mushi was hung up before the shop owner could say anything more.

As the shopkeeper listened to the busy tone of the Den Den Mushi, he covered his aching face, but a glint of ruthlessness and pleasure flashed in his eyes.

Baby-5 and Buffalo! The family's combatants! While they may not be on par with the top executives, they should be more than capable of dealing with "Purple Sword" and her associates!

He could almost see those arrogant guys getting a good beating.

Meanwhile, at another outpost on the island of Elgia.

Baby-5, the Weapon-Weapon Fruit user, and Buffalo, the Spin-Spin Fruit user, received orders from Trebol.

"What?! 'Purple Sword' Kuina has provoked the family?" Baby-5 immediately snapped into a "needed" mode, her eyes sharpening. "Someone actually needs me to deal with her! Leave it to me!"

“What a hassle…” Buffalo muttered, but still turned his propeller-like hair around. “Let’s go, Baby-5, let’s get this over with and get back sooner.”

Baby-5 quickly boarded the flying mode that Buffalo had transformed into and sped towards the main concert venue.

In the sky, Buffalo circled, its enormous eyes scanning the dense crowd below.

"There are too many people, it's hard to find," Buffalo complained.

Baby-5 stood on his back, her eyes searching like a hawk: "According to intelligence, they snatched the front-row tickets for the inner section, so they should be in the area closest to the stage. Search carefully!"

The concert venue was packed with people.

The lights gradually dimmed, leaving only a soft spotlight shining on the center of the stage.

The entire venue fell silent instantly, everyone holding their breath.

Amidst the expectant gazes of thousands, Uta slowly walked onto the stage.

She wore a pure white gauze dress, the hem swaying gently with her steps, like a blooming lily. Her long red and white hair shimmered softly under the light, and her signature headphones added a touch of playfulness.

Good evening, everyone!

Uta picked up the microphone, and her voice resonated throughout the venue through the speakers. Her voice was clear and pleasant, with a natural charm.

"I am Uta."

A simple self-introduction drew thunderous cheers.

"Uta-chan~"

"Uta is so beautiful! I want to take her home!"

"Uta, keep going! We'll always support you!"

“Uta, Uta…Uta…”

Fans waved glow sticks and chanted her name wildly.

Uta smiled and waited for the cheers to subside before continuing, "Thank you all for coming to my concert. Tonight, I want to bring you joy and peace through my songs."

Her gaze gently swept over every face in the audience: "I believe that music has the power to heal. No matter where you come from, no matter what you've been through, here, let's connect our hearts with our songs."

These words were spoken with such sincerity that even Kuina, who was sitting in the inner area, couldn't help but be slightly moved.

"She's really special," Kuina whispered to Robin beside her. "What's Uta's background? You know... this is the New World, with many relatively stable sea routes, and some islands were designated as Yonko territory long ago."

Robin shook her head: "Her background must be extraordinary. I heard she frequently holds charity concerts around the world, donating all her earnings."

On stage, Uta began singing the first song.

Forget your unintentional sorrows... Come, be free and unrestrained, live life to the fullest...

"...Raindrops fall into my heart, and my melancholy has nowhere to hide..."

Her voice is ethereal, and her rendition of "The Song of Vanishing" is incredibly moving; every note carries a magical quality, striking deep into the hearts of listeners.

When she reached the climax of her song, the entire audience couldn't help but hum along, and the voices of tens of thousands of people merged into a harmonious chorus.

"Ah, ahh, ahhh... Free and unrestrained, completely exhilarating..."