One Piece: Dream of Immortality-Chapter 560: Emperor of the Deadbeats

'Damn, what are the chances of that?' Cherry wondered.

Uta randomly picking one of Sugar's victims to ask about Dressrosa had to be wildly unlikely. The country was probably still mostly in ruins, so how this guy managed to scrounge up enough Beri for both the concert tickets and travel by ship to Elegia was anyones' guess.

'Wait a minute,' Cherry focused on the man. His style of dress, his pale skin, a really nice pocket watch. None of these things are indicative of someone from the war torn kingdom of Dressrosa!

'That sly dog... He's lying!' Cherry suppressed a laugh. 'Are those extra tickets in his back pocket? He's a scalper too! What a scumbag!'

The lie suited Cherry's purposes just fine for the moment, however, so she decided to let him off... for now. She'd make sure to rob him blind back in the real world.

Uta wasn't capable of seeing through the scammer's lies, fortunately. She was far too sheltered for that kind of insight. She seemed to close in on herself, becoming even more withdrawn by the second.

Perhaps this worked a little too well? She was supposed to crack and summon Tot Musica, or at the very least have a change of heart and let everyone out.

"So what's it going to be, Uta?" Cherry asked. "Freedom or oppression?"

Uta flinched at the question. Slowly, she peeked out from behind her knees that she had pulled up against her chest.

"That's... right..." Uta muttered. "I too am an oppressor, no different from the pirates I despise..."

Cherry felt vaguely hopeful hearing that. Maybe this would be a lot easier than she thought-

Uta sprang up into the air. "I was a fool to think that people would choose a peaceful world over the familiarity of their violent world. I will first conquer them, then I will die and leave a new paradise behind as my legacy!"

"She's gone completely off the deep end..." the fake Dressrosan guy mumbled before starting to run away. A blast of musical notes struck him and turned him into a goose.

Cherry supposed that was Uta's twisted form of mercy in her current headspace. At least he wasn't a toy, right?

"Let history's final conquest begin!" Uta declared, an unhinged smile playing upon her face.

The water of the lake began to rise in hundreds of places, forming humanoid shapes that swiftly froze into armored knights. With a silent battle cry, they charged across the water's surface towards Cherry.

...

Drunk Cherry was very satisfied with the deal that she made.

"Mmph?!" Saint Charlos squirmed within the ropes he was tied up in on her back.

She got a valuable hostage, and all she had to do was make an empty promise about bringing Luffy here. She wasn't even a very good liar, not like Sober Cherry in any case.

Drunk Cherry paused in her footsteps.

Actually now that she thought about it, the celestial piggy probably wasn't all that valuable to Uta, was he? Drunk Cherry knew that if she was making her own new world, she wouldn't want these assholes anywhere near it.

Oh well.

"Hey Saint Porkchop, are you ready to have some fun?" Drunk Cherry called back to Charlos.

"Mmph?!" Saint Charlos answered with enthusiastic agreement!

"Here we go!" Drunk Cherry cackled.

*BANG!!!*

Drunk Cherry decided to start things off by taking a tour of the entire island at supersonic speeds and plenty of sharp turns! The celestial piggy had probably never experienced something like this before, so she bet he was having a blast!

Drunk Cherry came to a screeching stop right in front of Admiral Kizaru, who eyed her suspiciously. She gave Saint Porkchop a blurry spin before dexterously removing his gag and tipping him over a dried up canal.

"BLEEEEEGH!!!" Saint Charlos emptied the contents of his guts in one revolting stream.

"You're welcome, Saint Porkchop," Drunk Cherry strapped the gag back on him and turned her attention back to Kizaru. "Hey, look! I convinced Uta to wake him up. Wasn't that nice of her?"

"I suppose it was. Now it'll be easier to put her down," Kizaru said.

"Ah-ah-ah! Not so fast, light boy!" Drunk Cherry tutted at him. "He's in even more danger than before, isn't he? After all, I'm not nearly as friendly as 'I want to create a peaceful world!' Uta, yeah?"

Kizaru glowered. It wasn't anger that he was feeling, she didn't think, rather that he was just very annoyed. Which was the whole point, so she was glad for it!

"What do you want, then, Cheapshot?" Kizaru asked. He figured there was no need to risk Saint Charlos any further when he could just cut to the chase.

"I want you to leave, dummy! I've got buddies inside that girl's head, so I can't have you going and killing her," Drunk Cherry said. "You marines are incompetent anyways, so you can leave this big ol' problem to us pirates, yeah?"

Kizaru didn't rise to the bait, which irked her, but she supposed that he didn't make it to admiral just by being strong.

"How many pirates are here, then? I think I saw the Cannibal's body rolling around in a ball earlier," Kizaru asked, obviously stalling.

"Well, there's me, duh," Drunk Cherry started counting on her fingers. "Then there's Bartolomeo. Foxy the less than foxy old man, Shanks, some no name idiots-"

"Did you just say Shanks?" Kizaru furrowed his brow.

"She did indeed," Shanks spoke up behind him.

Kizaru flashed a good distance away, putting space between himself and the now two Emperor level powerhouses.

"How's your Grandma doing, kid?" Shanks ignored the skittish admiral.

"Getting sexier by the day. Why, are you interested?" Drunk Cherry snickered. "I can give you her den den mushi number, if you want?"

That got a few laughs out of his crew. "She's seen right through you, captain! HA!" *kissing sounds* "Do you still dream of her foot kicking your ass, captain?!"

"I'm afraid that I'm not her type, so no thank you. I've been rejected enough for one lifetime," Shanks said, making the laughter grow louder. freewёbnoνel.com

"What are you doing here, Red Hair?" Kizaru cut in.

"Catching up with familiar faces," Shanks answered dismissively. "Can you tell me where Uta is?"

"That's classified," Kizaru answered.

"Don't wanna," Drunk Cherry echoed.

"Well, one of those I expected. Why don't you want to tell me where she is?" Shanks asked Cherry specifically this time, his laid back smile becoming a bit strained.

"She doesn't want to see you," Drunk Cherry yawned, before pulling about a flask of whiskey and chugging it. "Ahhhh~! Like captain, like cabin boy, eh? Deadbeats gonna deadbeat, I guess."

Drunk Cherry's eyes landed on Yasopp and he felt a shiver down his spine. He decided to scoot over and stand behind Luck Roux.

Shanks' smile shifted from strained to awkward. "There are reasons for that. In any case, I need to stop her from continuing this madness before it's too late for her. I don't want her to hurt anyone."

"Ughhhh, why do you have to be such a sap!" Drunk Cherry complained. "You should get mad and fight me! What kind of Emperor are you even? Be more tyrannical!"

Seeing that Shanks wasn't going to attack her, she clicked her tongue. "Oi, Kizaru! Do you want Saint Porkchop or not? I can start putting holes in him if you don't?"

"I'll take him, I'll take him!" Kizaru waved his arms frantically.