After the Receptionist Miss of the arena led Luffy to the preparation room, Luffy's eyes immediately lit up, and he excitedly howled at the armors in the room as if he had discovered a treasure.
"Oh oh oh! Armor! Helmets! This is great! Can I use all of these?"
The Receptionist Miss, adhering to her duties, patiently introduced to Luffy,
"Only throwing items are prohibited."
However, Luffy's attention was instantly drawn to the giant plaster statue, and he grinned, saying:
"This almost naked warrior uncle statue is so cool, I want that."
The Receptionist Miss was unmoved and calmly replied, "You can't."
As the receptionist finished speaking, the crisp sound of leather shoes approached from a distance.
Against the light, a handsome man with a unique aura slowly walked in.
His appearance should have made the Receptionist Miss instantly infatuated or even faint with excitement.
But at this moment, the Miss seemed to regard the person before her as nothing more than an irrelevant wisp of air, completely ignoring him.
However, some male contestants looked at him with hearts in their eyes.
"Ah... what a beautiful person this is."
The handsome man wore an elegant top hat, and his golden long hair flowed freely in the air. He slightly parted his lips, his voice carrying a hint of alluring magnetism.
"So this is the preparation room, ah... that person over there."
Luffy, covered in armor, turned his head upon hearing the voice.
"Huh?"
"Your equipment isn't compliant, you know. There's a weight limit for armor."
The man's tone was teasing, his slightly raised intonation subtly stirring heartstrings, carrying a distinct charm.
Luffy mumbled with some disappointment,
"Is that so? I wanted to wear it all."
The handsome man chuckled softly, walked leisurely to a seat, picked up a delicate, dew-kissed rose with his slender fingers, and said softly,
"However, no matter how you equip yourself, it will all be in vain.
The world's number one jewel meat, I've claimed it.
Only such a world's most beautiful food,
can be worthy of me, the world's most beautiful.
In this world, only I, Cavendish, am fit to enjoy it.
Heh heh.
Actually, there's no need to reveal my name.
Because there's no one who doesn't know me."
After Cavendish finished speaking, he waited for everyone's cheers, but saw that the receptionist girls didn't even look at him and continued working.
Cavendish slightly raised his chin and snorted, saying, "I didn't expect the ladies of Dressrosa to be able to resist my beauty.
Ah... what tenacious character this is."
The Receptionist Miss closest to him, upon hearing this, couldn't help but feel a bit speechless and blurted out,
"Contestant, please don't be so narcissistic.
In Dressrosa, the only man who can be called beautiful is Lord Orochimaru.
Ah... Lord Orochimaru."
As the Receptionist Miss mentioned Orochimaru, stars seemed to twinkle in her eyes, full of admiration and intoxication.
She gently clasped her hands together, resting them under her chin, and spoke in an almost devout and reverent tone:
"Lord Orochimaru's beauty is like the brightest star in the night sky, so dazzling that one dares not look directly.
His features are exquisitely perfect, every contour seemingly carved by a god, and his fair skin exudes an innate nobility.
His eyes are like deep, secluded pools, those amber snake pupils, with just a gentle glance, can draw one in and make it impossible to extricate oneself.
His soft, long hair, like black satin, hangs down, and as it sways gently in the wind, it seems to emit a captivating halo.
His posture is even more tall and elegant, every gesture exuding an extraordinary temperament, like an elven prince who has stepped out of a dreamlike fairyland.
Every one of his smiles is like a spring breeze caressing a garden of blooming flowers, carrying a moving charm.
It intoxicates the entire air of Dressrosa, and all the beauty in the world pales in comparison before him.
It's a pity that such beauty can only be exclusively enjoyed by His Majesty the King.
Ah... when will Lord Orochimaru ever grace me with a smile?"
Her words seemed to carry magic, and the other receptionists, both male and female, were involuntarily drawn into the girl's beautiful fantasy.
Expressions of longing appeared on their faces, as if they too were immersed in that wonderful dream of close contact with Orochimaru, unable to recover for a long time.
And Bartolomeo, hiding in the shadows and secretly peeking, couldn't help but nod repeatedly in agreement upon hearing these words, feeling secretly pleased.
Hmph, Senior Orochimaru had smiled at him! Not only that, but he had also given him gifts! He had even had the honor of bathing Senior Orochimaru!
Thinking of these things, Bartolomeo felt like he was the happiest fan in the world, and a proud smile unconsciously spread across his face.
Cavendish's face instantly darkened upon hearing everyone's words, his once elegant features now filled with indignation.
He suddenly clenched the delicate rose in his hand, pressing harder and harder, actually crushing the rose fiercely, its petals scattering everywhere.
His heart was filled with resentment, and he gnashed his teeth, muttering,
"It's that Orochimaru again!"
His tone was full of complex emotions, a mix of unwillingness and jealousy.
Meanwhile, Luffy completely disregarded the moody Cavendish.
His mind was entirely on those cool armors. Though reluctant, he still helplessly took off some of the armor he was wearing, then stepped back onto the weighing scale.
The staff member, expressionless, mercilessly declared, "Overweight."
Luffy heard this and immediately let out a dissatisfied "Eh," his tone full of annoyance and reluctance.
Cavendish's face instantly became distorted, his features twisted with anger, and he roared at Luffy,
"Didn't I just tell you?! You idiot, hurry up and get over here!!"
His roar echoed in the preparation room, making ears ring.
"Tch... it looked so cool, is that why everyone goes shirtless?"
Luffy mumbled as he walked towards Cavendish.
"So, what do you want to say? You just mentioned Orochimaru, what about him?"
Cavendish looked at Luffy, gnashing his teeth.
"I will definitely kill them!"
"Huh???" Luffy tilted his head and scratched his nose. "What are you talking about? It's so random."
Cavendish quickly fell back into his own world, his face filled with an intoxicated and proud expression, muttering to himself,
"I entered the New World three years ago, debuting as a magnificent Supernova with a bounty of 200 million, causing a worldwide sensation.
Newspapers continuously reported on me, and eventually, even the portrait on my wanted poster was bought up, everyone was obsessed with me.
"Hey! Superstar!" Cavendish first imitated the tone of a fan shouting.
Then he changed his tone, responding coquettishly, "Oh ~ me ~"
Immediately after, a triumphant smile appeared on his face, and he said with certainty, "Of course."
After saying that, he narcissistically chuckled a few times.
Then he shrieked, "Ah ~ Lord Cavendish, look this way ~"
Finally, he adopted a gentle and affectionate tone, as if reassuring everyone, saying, "Please rest assured ~ I am always watching you all."
As he spoke, he pulled out another rose from somewhere, completely immersed, and began to ask and answer himself, performing a self-indulgent act, looking as if he was truly surrounded by fans madly in love with him.
Cavendish's face initially held an intoxicated smile, but as he continued to smile, the atmosphere around him gradually became eerie, and wisps of black aura slowly began to spread.
His smile gradually froze, replaced by a face full of resentment, and he roared through gritted teeth:
"But I never expected that just one year later, his appearance... ruined everything!!"
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