Finally, someone suggested they all work together to make sure that bastard did not come first, and a few agreed. Another pointed out that it would be funny if the names of everyone who kept saying "that bastard" were revealed someday, and someone answered that the last adjustment made that quite possible.
Anonymous gatherings were always like this, full of nonsense, and the hatred for him was still there. Even if he had shared everything he knew, it would have been the same. People would always find something to vent their frustration on.
"I can only win if I have more Spirit Fruit..."
For some reason, though, the beetles had not brought any. He searched the Auction House, but only a few items were up for sale. That was only natural. Everyone was living hand to mouth now, so there was not much to sell.
"Let's take it easy for once."
