You need to look at the control.
Sage puts himself above the nation; besides the temptation of high salaries, no one dares to do anything like forcibly abducting women on his turf...
Whether it's gambling or a nightclub, the former will have a limit; people won't be allowed to lose everything. Sage doesn't allow this to happen—how much money you bring is how much you can play for; if you lose it all, you must leave.
Want a chance to win it back?
You won't be given that opportunity.
Casinos are regulated by intelligence agencies, and those who come to play will have their financial capacity estimated. As for selling houses or land... Sage doesn't allow illegitimate sales, and out of reverence for him, people under his rule will consciously follow the regulations.
And the latter, they're truly short of money or believe this trade brings quick earnings. These individuals volunteer to come; there's no coercion or such. Those working here have their freedom.
If someone gets drunk and causes trouble, it's unheard of. Many who come to the nightclub are his subordinates, and they will spontaneously uphold these rules.
For his subordinates, his punishment is far harsher than for the common people under his rule.
Yet, nightclubs are not solely for men's amusement; men can be entertained as well...
For instance, the Pampered Slave Whitehorse Club is among them, recruiting some good-looking guys, even Pirates who've quit the Disaster Pirates work here.
A place opened exclusively for women who have some spare money and feel a bit lonely.
Under the glow of neon lights is a very spacious area, where women in expensive clothes and luxurious accessories laugh loudly in each booth, with their plump bodies leaning against the handsome men beside them, taking advantage and ordering more bottles of Domperi.
At the center is a huge stage, where a topless dancer has just descended from the pole. A remarkably handsome man, dressed in Wano Country attire yet draped in sable fur, walks onto the stage.
The man's appearance sparks shrieks from the surrounding women.
"Ah! It's Lord Yoshiro!"
"He's so handsome! The unique exotic charm of Wano Country perfectly manifests in Lord Yoshiro! He's so impressive!"
"Domperi! Reward Lord Yoshiro ten bottles of Domperi!"
The tumultuous shrieks even overpower the surrounding music, bombarding this man from Wano Country, yet he doesn't appear annoyed, rather showing a smiling and even a somewhat happy expression.
And then, it sparks even more rewards and shrieks.
The nightclub on the sea is solely a nightclub; it's for drinking and relaxation. As for what some people desire, that's what's known as the sex industry, which Sage expressly prohibits.
This Yoshiro hasn't been here long. Originally from Wano Country, he had the heart to become a Geisha Courtesan since childhood.
However, in Wano Country, men aren't allowed in this trade; only women can be Geishas, there are no male Geishas.
Until Sage toppled Wano Country, ruling it.
Upon hearing that O'hara is more liberal, with "Cowherd" male Geishas, it stirred his thoughts. He reached O'hara by ship, and within just half a month, he opened this club and garnered considerable popularity.
Here, he's the king of male entertainers!
His dream is to become the Cowherd King of O'hara!
Though becoming king is usually a lord's matter, this Cowherd King lord won't do it; it's the pinnacle he can reach in this profession.
Meanwhile, he also wants to transform this club of his into the most beloved place for women throughout O'hara.
And now, he has a chance to further elevate the club's popularity.
"Ladies and gentlemen."
As the music halted with his words, Yoshiro extended his hand, his voice gentle and clear, penetrating everyone's ears.
"Today, I'd like to introduce a new partner to everyone, a new member joining us. I believe he will also become a key figure in the club, poised to make it glow and thrive. Please shower him with your support!"
Yoshiro excitedly stretched out his hand backward, "Now, invite our 'Prince of Merfolk', His Highness Fukaboshi!"
From behind the stage, the fair-skinned Fukaboshi, even without makeup, appeared shyly, as he swam, moving his tail toward Yoshiro's direction.
His mere appearance made those steel wool balled ladies wide-eyed.
Mermaid?!
And a good-looking one at that!
This skin, this demeanor, this physique, the tail!
Exotic charm thoroughly infiltrated their hearts.
Fukaboshi reached the front of the stage, first casting a glance at the pole in the center, then peering around at those almost predatory women, feeling uncharacteristically uneasy within.
Though once entering the club, he was chased by many, assumed to be the star act, this job...
He somehow felt it was a bit unorthodox.
But having never been to human habitations, he also didn't quite understand.
Perhaps this truly is human work.
At least those gazes, he didn't perceive malice; they were mostly positive.
This too is a form of human passion...
Fukaboshi took a deep breath, grasping the pole with one hand, solemnly saying, "I'll perform a segment for everyone."
Yoshiro mentioned, with his distinguished demeanor, he needn't say much, appearing noble already unequivocally designates him a 'Prince of Merfolk'.
Previously, he questioned how they knew he's a prince, only to evoke admiration from the other party.
Yes, he is indeed a prince.
Such a noble person suits contrasts; a little pole dancing is the most fitting.
As for what pole dancing is, he saw in the backstage: a topless man gripping the pole and spinning.
This is simple; he can do it.
The work... actually turned out simpler than he imagined—it's just drinking and spinning.
Thus, he started spinning around the pole.
His cool, noble demeanor, reflecting the white cool skin under the lights, didn't even require deliberate sultry moves to elicit loud screams from the steel wool horde.
"One hundred bottles of Domperi! I want him to accompany the drinking!"
"One hundred bottles? I reward two hundred bottles!"
"Ah! His Highness Fukaboshi! Absolutely splendid! It's simply magnificent, five hundred bottles! I reward five hundred bottles, the highest grade Domperi!"
The scene immediately turned lively.
"Hahahaha, hohahaha! It's truly marvelous!"
On the second floor, Sage stood looking down next to Neptune, bursting with evil whimsy. "Prince of Merfolk, it really suits. If he truly loves this trade, might as well just work here!"
"Uh..."
Neptune scratched his head; his towering figure, within this building designed for multiple races, hence having high ceilings, didn't seem out of place.
"If Fukaboshi is willing, I have nothing else to say, it's also a good thing."
Fukaboshi hasn't seen, nor has he seen.
He just felt these humans had no malice... although they bore expressions similar to the Pirates harassing Fishman Island, those carried malice, while these carried mere enthusiasm.
Observation can still discern.
This job, deeply integrates into human existence, seems pretty good.
Fukaboshi just arrived, integrating quickly with the human world, truly wonderful...
"As long you don't regret it."
Sage laughed, patting Neptune's fish tail, exiting with a hearty laugh.
He was eager to witness the expression of the Eldest Prince of the Dragon Palace Kingdom, once he truly integrates into O'hara, understanding the nature of this work.
Prince?
Prince and princess aren't just noble titles; they can be used in the entertainment sector too, right?
But he now has no time to focus on this; Neptune brought a thousand Fishmen, perfect for dispatching to Wano Country, continuing excavation work.
As for Fukaboshi, he truly is temporarily staying in O'hara; Neptune returned to the seas only with a few attendants.
Until a month later.
"Sage, it's developed!"
Renedia burst into Sage's room, full of excitement, "Pluton is developed, it's really a cannon platform! That mountain is the barrel, and the island beneath is the base!"
"Can it be used?!" Sage's eyes lit up.
"No, lacks energy; I've tried many methods, completely unable to use it. Even took apart some Mother Steel, but still can't activate. It requires extremely high energy, even a perpetually high-energy source, impossible now."
Renedia appeared mildly dejected, "Perhaps, really need to tighten the belt on our budget."
Energy scarcity was an anticipated issue during excavation, as Sage made preparations.
Ancient Weapons surely aren't simple, perhaps prerequisites are too high.
Sage was prepared to invest all finances into it.
"High energy..."
Sage narrowed his eyes, "If you currently lack the technology, then switch the method."
Pirates, when they want something, they seize it!
Renedia's technology can't reach, but he knows there's a person who certainly has the brains!