Since no fruit wholesalers showed up, Bell-mère volunteered to carry Arashi's tangerines to the market to sell them herself.
But the moment she arrived and saw the scene—
She froze on the spot.
The marketplace was packed with piles of tangerines lining both sides of the street. Every fruit farmer sat there listlessly, some even dozing off out of sheer boredom.
"H-How are we supposed to sell anything like this…?"
Setting down her basket, Bell-mère slumped her shoulders, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it—her mood clearly low.
She had known this year's tangerines would be hard to sell…
But she hadn't expected it to be this bad.
At this rate, Arashi's 200,000 Beli would all go to waste!
No, no… I have to think of something…
Otherwise, Mr. Arashi will—
"Bell-mère, why are you smoking again?"
At that moment, Arashi's voice came from behind her.
"Ah, haha… it's just… a habit!"
She quickly extinguished the cigarette and turned around, forcing a weak smile.
Over the past few days, Arashi had lectured her plenty about smoking.
If it were anyone else, she wouldn't care.
But since Arashi disliked it, it suddenly felt like a serious matter.
In fact, she had already quit ten days ago. Just now, it wasn't about habit—it was worry.
Behind Arashi, Nami and Nojiko followed closely like little shadows. Seeing Bell-mère's flustered state, the two girls secretly giggled.
This was the first time they had ever seen Bell-mère so helpless.
Arashi didn't dwell on it. He looked around the market, slightly frowning as he muttered, "Looks like sales are the real problem…"
Seeing his expression, Bell-mère steeled herself and said firmly, "Mr. Arashi, don't worry. If we can't sell them, I-I can return the Beli—"
"If no merchants are coming, then we'll deliver them ourselves!"
Before she could finish, Arashi's eyes suddenly lit up. "That's it—transport them ourselves!"
With that, he leapt onto a platform in the center of the market and called out loudly:
"Everyone, get your spirits up! If no merchants are coming, then we'll deliver the tangerines ourselves!!"
"That won't work, Mr. Arashi!!! If we run into pirates on the way, we'll lose everything!"
"Yeah! We've thought about it before. It could earn us more, but the risk is too high. A few years ago, someone from our village tried—and…"
"Don't worry!"
Arashi waved his hand decisively. "With me here, there's no problem! Everyone, get moving—bring out all the large ships in the village and prepare to load the cargo! We're shipping everything out in one go!"
"R-Really?!"
"That's great! With Mr. Arashi leading, we can do it!"
"But where are we taking them?"
"Of course—to the nearest major location!"
Seeing the villagers spring into action, Arashi declared confidently:
"Loguetown!"
…
The Traveler, loaded with nearly five tons of tangerines, set sail once again.
Following behind were five cargo ships from Cocoyasi Village. Though smaller than Arashi's ship, they carried even more fruit.
These ships were dedicated to transporting tangerines, while the Traveler served as a central resting place for the villagers.
Six ships in total—
A grand fleet heading straight toward Loguetown.
Standing on deck, Arashi still wore his straw hat, loose trousers, and white shirt.
Not because he didn't care about appearances—
But because, over time, he had truly blended into Cocoyasi Village, becoming a genuine fruit farmer, growing accustomed to a peaceful and simple life.
Sure enough—
Not long after setting sail, the system's voice sounded in his mind:
[System Notification] Congratulations, Host, on completing the Cocoyasi Village mission.
[System Reward Obtained] 3,000 Travel Points.
With this, Arashi's total Travel Points reached 4,000.
Just 1,000 more—
And his swordsmanship could reach Level 9.
The more he used the system, the more he liked it.
Simple tasks, different life experiences, and rewards earned while enjoying the journey—
Perfect.
Inside the cabin, although the villagers had Arashi with them, many were still nervous.
After all, this was their first time transporting goods themselves.
But their worries soon proved unnecessary.
From Cocoyasi Village all the way to the waters of Loguetown—
They didn't encounter a single pirate.
Not only that—
Just before entering Loguetown's waters, a returning Marine warship provided additional protection.
The fleet arrived safely and docked smoothly at Loguetown's port.
As soon as the ships came to a stop, the system notification appeared again:
[System Notification] Congratulations, Host, on arriving at a new travel destination: Loguetown.
[System Reward Obtained] 3,000 Travel Points.
[System Notification] New mission activated.
[Mission] Open a restaurant in Loguetown and sell 1,000 servings of Supreme Yangzhou Fried Rice.
[Reward] 1,000 Travel Points.
Arashi blinked, slightly stunned.
So the cooking skill he got earlier… was actually preparing him for this?
That's quite a leap…
From farming straight to running a restaurant?
Talk about "after darkness comes light"…
More importantly—
No new ability reward?
This was Loguetown!
The place where the Pirate King, Gol D. Roger, rose—and fell!
Show some respect, will you?!
This is the Pirate King's town!
Well… even without a new ability, 3,000 Travel Points wasn't bad at all.
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