NOVEL NEXT Chapter 4: Nami
But this Buggy could be considered a ruthless person. He split his hand while crying out in pain and stabbed Benson with a knife in his other hand.
Benson dodged sideways and was angered by Buggy. He threw Buggy's detached hand directly toward him. Fortunately, Buggy reacted quickly, controlling his hand to pull it back, while using his other hand to throw four daggers at Benson.
However, Benson dodged all the attacks one by one, closing in on Buggy and punching him to the ground. The entire building collapsed under Benson's punch, falling apart immediately.
"Oh my God!"
The pirates subconsciously grabbed the surrounding walls, but the entire ground had collapsed, so grabbing anything was useless.
A while later, the building was in ruins.
The pirates slowly got up from the ground and looked up at the thick smoke, with Benson and Buggy among them.
Soon, a figure emerged from the smoke. When they saw it clearly, they realized it was Benson. Ignoring them, he walked away slowly. On his way out, he picked up Kabaji from the ground.
As the smoke dissipated, the pirates saw their captain Buggy lying on the ground, eyes rolled back, unconscious.
"Let me ask you, where are all your treasures?" Benson asked as he lifted Kabaji.
"In... in that house over there." After witnessing Benson's strength, Kabaji no longer dared to be arrogant and pointed with a trembling finger at a small house next to the ruins.
Benson nodded, then threw Kabaji aside, kicked open the door, and saw a large stash of gold and silver. He packed it all up and left.
Finding a room in a corner of Orange Town, he decided to rest there for the night.
He casually tossed the treasure aside, confident that no one would dare to steal it.
Early the next morning, Benson was awakened by a rustling sound. Pretending to still be asleep, he opened his eyes just a little to check on the treasure.
In front of him were a pair of slender white legs. Looking up, he saw a miniskirt, with its owner rummaging through his treasure. Further up, he spotted short orange hair. This little thief had to be Nami.
Benson quietly stood up from the bed and tiptoed behind her.
"Jackpot! Jackpot!" Nami muttered, unaware that Benson was already behind her. As she eyed the two large bags of treasure, her eyes turned into money symbols. She tied the bags and hoisted them onto her back.
"Why is it so light?" Nami wondered aloud. She had two big bags of gold and silver on her back, yet they seemed to weigh nothing at all.
"Never mind!" Nami dismissed the thought and ran off with the bags. Benson, holding onto them, followed her silently all the way to the port, where she placed the treasure on his fishing boat.
"This girl..." Benson was speechless. Stealing both his money and his boat—it was really too much.
However, Nami only stole from pirates, likely mistaking him for a member of Buggy's crew.
"Oi." Just as Nami was about to untie the rope securing the boat, Benson called out, causing her to freeze. Being sharp, she quickly realized why the treasure felt weightless. This guy had been following her the whole time!
Now she had only one option left...
"It's so hot... Is Orange Town always this warm?" Nami pulled at her collar, revealing a hint of the cleavage beneath. She fanned herself with her hand, flashing a seductive smile at Benson. "Is this your treasure?"
Nami had expected Benson to act like any other man and become flustered, allowing her to sneak away with the treasure. But to her surprise, he simply stared at her blankly. His eyes glanced down but remained expressionless, as if he were... analyzing?
'Guess my figure will improve in a couple of years...' Nami thought. Her prediction was correct; Benson had seen countless beauties, so the young, inexperienced Nami didn't faze him.
"You..." Though it wasn't quite what she expected, Nami decided this could still work. She suddenly kicked at Benson's groin.
"Shit!" Benson reacted quickly, grabbing her ankle. Only his second day in this world, and he had yet to enjoy anything. To let Nami ruin that? No way.
"Don't be so excited, I didn't do anything to you," Benson said, sliding his fingers along Nami's ankle. Goosebumps formed on her skin. Despite Benson's good looks, his touch was uncomfortable.
"L-Let go," Nami said, tugging her foot, but Benson held her firmly—not enough to cause pain, but enough to prevent her escape.
"You despicable pirate!"
With a shout, Nami pulled three wooden sticks from her waist, piecing them together into a staff, and swung at Benson's head.
Benson caught the staff with his other hand.
"Who told you I'm a pirate? Do I look like a pirate?"
"Don't lie! This is the Buggy Pirates' base, and you're guarding their treasure. Who else could you be but a pirate?" Nami said, trying to yank the staff away, but it was futile.
"Buggy Pirates? I stole this treasure from them. Look around—there's no sign of them here," Benson said, glancing toward the port, noticing that the Buggy Pirates' ships were gone, likely having fled overnight.
"You stole it?" Nami was shocked but quickly shook her head. "Stop lying. You don't look nearly strong enough to take on Buggy the Clown. He has a 15,000,000 beli bounty! He's a big-name pirate!"
"Fifteen million? A big pirate?" Benson raised an eyebrow. In the East Blue, 15 million was certainly significant.