This was Yokoyama Daisuke's seventh year as the Port Guardian of Bobin Port.
In those seven years, besides earning a massive fortune for his family, Yokoyama Daisuke had also acquired the nickname "the Three-Good Port Guardian."
These so-called "three goods" were a love for beautiful women, a love for fine food, and a love for money.
The three were in no particular order.
As for this "elegant title," Yokoyama Daisuke was fully aware of it, yet he felt not the slightest shame. On the contrary, he considered it a form of praise.
Today was no exception. In his lavishly extravagant Port Guardian's Mansion, he was savoring top-tier seafood freshly caught from the deep sea. Beside him, several beautiful maids massaged his shoulders and legs. Life couldn't be more comfortable.
But just as he swallowed a mouthful of bluefin tuna belly, savoring the sensation of the fat bursting in his mouth, someone came running in from outside in a panic.
