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Nobara Kugisaki is not someone to be taken lightly. Her confidence, professionalism, and style set her apart from others. This is especially true for someone in her position as the CEO of Hammer &Nails, Inc., a luxury shoe company that operates under the larger umbrella of Gojo Enterprises.
Today, like any other day, she dressed with effortless style in a burgundy blazer and matching trousers paired with a black shirt tucked in and sleek black stilettos. The wind brushed through her hair as she stood outside her apartment, waiting for her ride to work. Unlike many who would complain endlessly about the constraints of their nine-to-five jobs, the CEO never whined. She faced common frustrations with grace and class, which is a testament to why she was appointed as CEO.
But today was different; she struggled to cope with the frustrations that had been lingering these past few days. When her cab arrived, she got in and gazed out of the window, grumbling soundlessly. This unusual early morning grumpiness was largely due to her missing favourite green designer shoes which was custom-made with her first pay check as CEO—a reminder of the hard work and journey to her success.
Although she had a lot to say about the missing footwear, it wasn’t the only thing keeping her awake at night. She wondered if the three former employees—who had barely lasted five hours in her company and had thrown false accusations at her, which led to some legal and PR complications—even deserved her attention. With a sigh and a practiced roll of her eyes, she shook off the frustrating memories of her shoes and the despicable dumb idiots.
Before she realized, Nobara was already standing right in front of the lift in the ground floor of her office. "Hopefully, today will be calmer," she muttered, stepping in. But suddenly—
“But should you, though?” a voice from the unknown realm of her mind interrupted her thoughts. It was that bubblegum-haired idiot she had fired, the one who demanded her ginger steak and looked like he ate his own boogers daily. Nobara felt annoyed but quickly brushed those thoughts aside. Just as she settled into her comfortable chair, her pragmatic and vivacious Executive Assistant and PR Rep, and also a good friend- Ms. Nami, came in carrying a piece of newspaper. Nami sported a Cheshire cat grin as she handed it to Nobara. She pointed to a headline, her voice dripping in relish, “I think you’ll love this, Nobara-chan.”
Nobara began reading the headline and her smile grew wider, “Say less, Nami”
Nami was right- Nobara loved every bit of it and as she read further, the weight in her chest dissipated into thin air; Nobara felt as though she’d dropped ten pounds of pure stress.
Nobara folded the paper and placed it on her desk. She stood up and said to her friend, “Oh, thank goodness, Nami! You reminded me to breathe again! This is the best news I've ever received since I heard Gojo had a mental breakdown. You know, after I made him eat that spicy udon last week!”
Nami laughed as they both moved towards the door, “Well, those idiots are finally off our backs. Hopefully we don’t have to deal with such people ever again.”
Nobara stretched her hands, letting out a satisfied sigh. “Same! Me neither! Let’s go, Nami! Let’s treat ourselves to something fresh before I leave for the ad meeting!” With that, they left the room.
Zooming on to the newspaper, focusing on the small article that made Nobara happy began with an ominous but absurd headline that had ever had the chance to grace the printing company’s history –
First Time in Corporate History! Three Employees Fired After Their Very First Lunch Break!
Three employees from Hammer&Nails Inc.—a member from HR, Marketing and Sales Department, respectively —were fired after they were found disrupting the workspace.
The fashion powerhouse has released a public statement explaining that the employees displayed ‘little to no professionalism.’ She cited 'gluttony' as a primary cause, noting they had been caught stealing food from other employees, and spewing ‘lies’ to defame the CEO and the company. They were labeled a volatile element disrupting the work environment. Furthermore, they were criticized as ‘incompetent’ to an extreme extent that the CEO herself had to consult with her company’s hiring team. It has also been stated that the issue had been resolved promptly by firing the employees.
Our research team reached out to some witnesses and received valuable insights. We extend our gratitude to Mr. Buggy D. Clown for sharing his account of the incident.
According to Mr. Buggy, the employees were having lunch in the break room. That's when the Marketing employee complained with two of his colleagues from the Sales and HR that they wanted to start a revolution for a 5-star hotel menu, which was seen as pretentious after they were seen stealing food from other people. One of them earlier that day went missing and did not respond to his manager. The marketing employee was allegedly aggressive, spotted almost assaulting a fellow employee over 'office pranks’.
Mr. Buggy remarked, “I guess those guys had the worst luck ever! There she was, standing right behind them—none other than Ms. CEO herself. It was thrilling to see how the situation would unfold. She was clearly seething, and some employees scattered from the room. It seemed the Marketing guy sensed her presence first and looked at her, which caused them all to start screaming in panic! Hahaha! Ms. CEO barked at them to get to her office and wait for her. And that was that.”
Reporters attempted to contact the three former employees but were unable to reach them.
Two blocks away from Hammer & Nails Inc. stood the tallest skyscraper in the city- Gojo Headquarters. Outside its entrance, three men with self-assured smiles and bags that smelled strongly of beef jerky stood beside each other. The man with long, spiky blonde hair asked with a confident smirk, "Are you guys ready?" The man with pink hair, nodded with a grin as he adjusted the collar of his hoodie, "Absolutely." Lastly, the man with shaggy black hair and a scar beneath his left eye stood between the blond and the pink-haired guy. He finished the last of his meat sandwich and declared with an infectious excitement, "Let’s go!"
At the same time, several floors above where the trio stood, a man who was supposed to be the second most important person of the Gojo Enterprise, sat waiting for a meeting that was supposed to start five minutes ago.
Mr. Nanami Kento is a very serious man. He expects everyone to be punctual and dutifully complete their work to get their salary and enjoy their vacation. When he was just a college student, he never aspired to become the Chief Operating Officer and that too, especially under Gojo’s Enterprise. But to achieve his long-term retirement plan i.e., reading books and spending the rest of his life in Malaysia – he bears everything. The stress that comes with this job, the stress that comes from breathing the same air as Gojo, his boss and the CEO of Gojo Enterprises, the disappointment and annoyance that comes from eating a cold lunch because he was busy reprimanding Gojo for unnecessary interruptions while trying to explain a business plan to the company partners. Or the stress that comes due to Ms. Kugisaki’s little outburst of rage that made lines in the local newspaper – oh, he bears everything.
But today, Nanami was truly at his limit after the latest stunt Gojo had pulled. He had read the files on the new employees: Monkey D. Luffy from Marketing, Naruto Uzumaki from Sales, and Yuji Itadori from the HR department. At first glance, he was doubtful of his own ability to read when he saw their descriptions, which stated "hired for their prospective natural talent to gain attention and profits." Confusion grew and he promptly called his boss to confirm this ridiculous prank. When his boss confirmed this nightmarish choice with glee, Nanami found himself speechless.
Despite appearing stoic, Nanami was shaking with anger and disbelief, his patience beginning to crack. 'What is he thinking?' Nanami cursed internally, followed by, "Why is he late?" That was a question he already knew the answer to—Gojo was always late. He might have stopped to play with a dog or been bothering poor Ichiji-san, who had to juggle scheduling meetings and respond to Gojo's sudden requests. It was unfortunate for Ichiji to deal with someone who didn't know how to give clear instructions like a normal person.
Suddenly, the door to the boardroom burst open, and in walked the man himself. He wore a plain white button-up shirt and black trousers—no suit, no sense of professionalism—but that was to be expected from someone like him. Nanami would advise everyone not to expect much from this white-haired man.
Gojo flashed a beaming smile at Nanami as he plopped down on the seat next to him, “Good Morning Nanami! What a wonderful day it is!", a small puase before,
"Also, why are you early?”
Nanami wanted to disappear from the boardroom and bang his head against the wall, but thoughts of books and Malaysia kept him from losing his composure. He said in a tight voice, “The meeting was supposed to start ten minutes ago, so honestly speaking, you are late. More importantly, I have some questions to ask you.”
Gojo replied, “If you’re going to ask why I was late, let me explain. On my way here, I called Suguru and suggested that we, as a couple of fashion powerhouses, collaborate on something big. Then I had this incredible idea that we could start a fashion show together! He said he would think about it. That's practically a 'yes'! So, I’ve decided to throw a fashion show in 50 days! Later, I stopped at a sweet shop and bought some ice cream to celebrate my great idea. It was a delicious mix of chocolate and strawberry with lots of caramel and nuts-”
Nanami interrupted him, completely forgetting what he was about to say. “So you’re telling me that in almost two months, Geto-san’s fashion line and ours are going to have a fashion show?”
Gojo replied jubilantly, “Yeah! It doesn’t have to be too grand. It's just us and Suguru's! I think we have enough resources to pull it off. We have the right people—”
Nanami, now furious, retorted, “Do you really think it’s easy to plan the theme, venue, budget, models, manpower, and promotion in just 50 days?!”
“Why? Is it not possible?”
Nanami almost shouted, “Of course it is not possible! It takes at least three to six months to organize a typical fashion show!”
Gojo calmly responded with a stupid grin, “Look, we are just going to display our handpicked designs. Models can be arranged without any issues. Our brand name is enough to help us secure a venue, and the budget isn’t a problem. Our CFO, Ms. Mei Mei, is very meticulous with finances, so you can discuss that with her. Oh! Don’t forget about Nami who works for Nobara; she is excellent at budget handling and negotiation.”
Nanami let out a small 'unbelievable', “But still! We haven’t set up a team, and it will take time to gather the manpower and talent—”
Gojo interrupted, “Why are you searching elsewhere when what you need is right here! Look around you—we already have great employees! I believe that if anyone can put together a fantastic fashion show, it’s us. We have our smart Chief Strategy Officer, Robin, who can help you through everything! I think two of our employees- from Marketing and Product Design, I guess- well anyway- despite their constant bickering, would be perfect for the job due to their unique approach to modeling and creativity. Yuta from Production won’t let you down either. Plus, if you’re still worried about lacking manpower and reachability, I’ve hired three new employees who will ensure that whatever we do reaches the audience. Marketing is also crucial, don’t you think?”
Nanami, visibly tired after listening to him, began, “First, I want to address something important. Please never collaborate with Mr. Todo on hiring employees ever again. He hired random strangers solely because they earned instant profit without any qualification process whatsoever.” He paused to look at Gojo, who was simply staring back with the wide-eyed curiosity of an eight-year-old. Taking a deep breath, Nanami felt his composure thinning as he asked, “Do you have any, any genuine reason for hiring them?”
Gojo grinned before he replied, “Haha, it’s another funny story-”, Nanami cursed under his breath, “-Our handsome HR Manager, Todo, was dining with his friends at a restaurant when he overheard three gentlemen discussing how they managed to make instant profit after losing their jobs. Todo was impressed by their optimism and their talent for creating profits in the face of failure. He was blinded by their charisma, confidence, and joyful personalities, which led him to call me and share his idea! Of course, I don’t normally encourage impromptu hiring, but Todo assured me he had assessed their characters after having a brief conversation with them. He came to the conclusion that they were genuine and had their hearts in the right place. I trusted his judgment and figured they might have potential to become some of the strongest assets to our company, so I spoke to them over the phone that they were hired and could come to meet me on Monday!”
Nanami rubbed his temples and sighed. He knew that Mr. Todo Aoi had a talent for finding extraordinary people he never imagined he would encounter in his life nor would they exist in this world in general. For instance, Todo had recently hired a green-haired man who seemed so perpetually lost that Nanami could only stare at him in shocked silence for a full minute. However, Todo also discovered Robin, who turned out to be a valuable asset to the company. So, Nanami occasionally let him off the hook.
Instead of complaining, Nanami steeled himself and asked one final question, “So, they are coming to meet us today? Like, right now?”
Gojo replied with enthusiasm, “Yes! That’s why I’m having this meeting! I’m going to form the committee right here today, with the three gentlemen as members, and I’ve already chosen the team lead. I asked her to come a bit later, after we’ve talked with the guys.”
Soon enough, they could hear laughter and chatter outside the boardroom. A voice, brimming with exasperated amusement, teased, “Everyone is going to have a laugh if they see your mouth full of jerky, Luffy!” Another voice chimed in with laughter, “He looks like a squirrel! So cute!”
Gojo beamed at Nanami with a toothy smile, “They're here!”
Nanami wished he had already died.
Luffy, Yuuji, and Naruto burst into the boardroom, bags slung over their shoulders and snacks practically overflowing from their pockets. Nanami groaned and immediately moved to leave, but Gojo grabbed him by the elbow, pulling him back into his seat.
Nanami yanked his arm away with muted anger, hissing at the white-haired idiot, "Really? Them?"
Gojo replied hurriedly, "If you can bear with me as your boss, you can bear with them too." He turned toward the trio, smiling widely as he motioned them toward the table, pointing to the seats directly opposite.
Yuuji, who seemed more aware of his surroundings than the others, pushed his friends forward and hushed them. His attempt at discipline earned a small, silent nod of respect from Nanami.
Once they were settled, Yuuji politely asked, "Excuse me, Gojo-san, but why did you call for us? I thought we were supposed to be at our desks on our first day."
Gojo threw his arms wide. "First! I welcome you all to my legendary, famous, absolutely marvelous, mind-blowing fashion powerhouse—A.K.A FASHIONISTA!" He said it with a flourish, prompting excited applause from an excited Yuuji and Naruto.
"Ooh!"
"The reason I summoned you here is because you’ve been carefully chosen for a grand task. I know you’re all new and belong to different departments—"
"HR!" Yuuji volunteered.
"Sales!" Naruto chimed in.
Luffy, currently struggling to remove a piece of jerky wedged between his teeth, replied in a frustrated, garbled voice, "Maa-ke-keen."
Nanami did not even look at his face, in case of facing a vomit-inducing sight. He proceeded to glare at Gojo.
Naruto translated, “He said ‘Marketing.’”
Gojo continued with dramatic flair, clapping his hands together. "Nice! And after what I've heard about you, I’ve concluded that nobody can do this job better than my wonderfully handpicked employees. Therefore, starting today, you are part of the—drumroll, please!"
The trio looked at each other expectantly while Nanami stared blankly at the wall. After five seconds of finger-drumming against the table, Gojo declared, "Gojo's Shoe Ad Committee!!!"
The trio’s faces shifted from excitement to blank stares, perfectly mirroring Nanami. Nevertheless, they clapped together except for Luffy, who was still grunting and battling the jerky.
Gojo laughed, "Hahahaha, I know, I know! The name seems ordinary, but I’ll think about changing it once we’ve briefed the rest of the committee. SO! Here is your task, it's actually simple by the way: I want you three to make a stellar advertisement for the footwear launch I’m unveiling in fifty days!"
Nanami turned toward his boss with a look of pure disbelief and a tired sigh; he knew better than to expect any logic or common sense from Gojo. Meanwhile the menace just grinned back— he knew Nanami would eventually go along with it, if not now.
But unfortunately for the tired COO, the trio seem to share the same brain cell as his boss.
"Wow!!"
"I know right? There’s a fashion show coming up, and I want to surprise everyone with the launch! Actually, the decision to hold the show was made just this morning after a brief conversation with a friend. He seemed bored."
"Woah!", Naruto and Yuuji (Luffy was still fighting the jerky) leaned forward in awe.
Naruto began to rant with stars in his eyes, "See, this is how rich I want to be. I want to do whatever I want, not caring about anything in the world, eating hundreds of bowls of ramen a day—"
Luffy added enthusiastically, hand still stuffed in his mouth, "Bye laws o' mee!"
Yuuji was the one who translated this time, "He says he would buy lots of meat if he was rich."
Nanami deadpanned, "Figured."
Naruto turned to Yuuji. "What about you? What would you do if you were rich?"
Yuuji looked deep in thought, exuding sincerity as if preparing to answer the most important question of his entire life. "I don’t know. I never thought about it! Maybe... buy a nice hoodie?"
Gojo interrupted before the conversation spiraled further. "Back to the task! You three, along with the rest of the committee, must drive sales for the drop with a brilliant ad campaign. You have full liberty to whip up creative ideas."
Gojo lowered his shades, revealing one startling blue eye. He leaned back, his gaze settling on them. "And I don't accept anything but the best. After all, I see great potential in all of you"
Nanami straightened a little. Finally, his time wasn't getting wasted.
Gojo stood up and walked to the other side of the table, leaning against it next to Yuuji. "I’ve been informed by our handsome HR manager of his assessment."
As the trio looked on, confused, Gojo clarified: “His assessment of your characters. He was right; you have a quality I call 'magnetic.' You possess a natural ability to attract attention. Understand—or don’t, it’s fine with me—that you can use that for a greater purpose. Your personality is an asset; you don't need to sacrifice yourselves to be successful."
Gojo then flailed his arms dramatically. "Attention drives sales! It doesn't matter what you're selling! If the audience is aware of the product, there's always a chance for fortune!"
A ringing silence echoed through the room. Gojo's arms were still in the air before he turned towards them,
"So... how was my speech?"
"Cool!"
"Awesome!"
"Awaa -iiee!!!" (Translated: Amazing!)
The trio was visibly impressed, clapping loudly while Nanami wanted to bury himself alive.
Gojo laughed and then he added, with a glint in his eyes, "Thank you! Also, if you get the job done, the dinner is on me!"
"I'M IN!" The trio jumped, hands shooting into the air in unison. There was no room for doubt on that.
Gojo clapped in excitement, "That's the spirit!" He moved toward the door and turned back one last time, grinning, "Now, I’ll call in the Team Lead of the Shoe Ad Committee. She knows much more about shoes than I do!"
He opened the door and a figure stepped in. The professionalism on her face disintegrated into a mix of horror and confusion the moment she saw them. Her jaw nearly hit the floor.
"Wha-?"
Yuuji and Naruto froze, their enthusiasm for free food draining away as they slowly stood up, realizing who their boss was.
“FINALLY!”
Luffy, having finally swallowed the problematic jerky after he plucked it out, wiped his hands on his shirt and looked towards the door. A beat of silence followed, then—
"OI! IT'S THE HAMMER BOSS LADY!!" He pointed a shaky finger at her. Nobara snapped from shock to rage.
Luffy immediately grabbed Yuuji and Naruto, and the three of them clung to each other, backing away just in case she drops nuke on them.
Gojo cackled at the scene. Meanwhile, Nanami slipped out of the room unnoticed. Judging by their reactions, he has a pretty good idea who Ms. Kugisaki had fired the other day. His suspicion was confirmed when Gojo said with unending joy,
“This is Ms. Kugisaki Nobara, she will be the team lead of the Shoe—"
"WHAT ARE THESE THREE IDIOTS DOING HERE?! I FIRED THEM!"
Nobara stomped toward them imemdiately while the trio took another step back.
Gojo chirped, “Okay! I have to leave! I leave the rest to you, Nobara-chan!” He skipped out of the room with a musical cackle, ignoring Yuuji and Naruto’s desperate plea-
"Please don't leave us!"
"No!"
When the door clicked shut, the trio braced for the apocalypse. Luffy, not used to using his brain, added fuel to the fire with a clueless smile, “Are you going to throw your shoes at us again?”
Nobara’s eyebrows twitched.
Naruto nearly choked him, settling for a hard knock on Luffy's head and clamping a hand over his mouth. Yuuji and Naruto bowed, forcing Luffy to do the same.
"I apologize on his behalf!" Yuuji cried. "Please find it in your heart to forgive us!"
"Forgive?!" Nobara looked at them incredulously, "That is not an option! You insulted the company on your first day and you stole lunch from other employees!-"
"That’s not true!" Naruto denied, while Luffy looked everywhere but at Nobara, sweating profusely.
Nobara ignored him, “And then! You guys did not do any work on your first day, with your manager (she pointed at Yuuji) reporting to me that you were missing!”
Luffy stood up in his friend's defense, “It is not his fault! He was fooled by that red nose clown !”
“Yeah, he was betrayed!!”, Naruto raised his fist in protest.
Yuuji was touched. He had tears in his eyes as he looked over at them, his hand over his heart, "You guys-!"
Nobara disliked the soap opera, "I was also informed you guys almost hit Mr. Buggy!"
"That red-nose—"
"So cunning—"
"Not innocent—"
“Oh my god, will you guys be QUIET until I finish talking?!?”, Nobara clutched her hair, her eyes wide with madness as she stared at them.
There was a silence for 1, 2-
“But he made me-”, Luffy started again.
“Ughh!”
Nobara plopped into a seat, massaging her temples. Then, the door to the room was pushed front and Nami poked her head in. "Are you okay? I heard commoti—oh." She recognized the trio and her mouth formed a perfect 'o'. She saluted her boss with a small smirk, "Of course. I'll leave this to you, Nobara-chan."
Nobara glared at her until the door closed and then sighed.
Naruto tried to speak again but she raised a hand to stop. She took a deep breath before she said calmly,
"Take a seat."
Surprised by her sudden change in tone, they exchanged glances before they sat down. Luffy started on a fresh piece of jerky, and Nobara ignored him for the sake of her sanity.
Yuuji asked, a bit concerned, "Are you alright?"
Nobara sighed, "Look," her voice was controlled; she didn't look up at them as she concentrated on her nails. "I don’t know what Gojo was thinking when he called me this morning. He asked me to be the team lead for this ad committee. It’s clear he’s trolling me." She silently cursed her boss, something along the lines of breaking a 'stupid white paintbrush' much to Naruto's confusion.
Then she looked up at them, very serious,
"But… if you’re hired, then you’re hired. And, what you have done, is done. I’ll try my best to work with you. Just... don't do anything stupid in the future."
"Of course!", they immediately agreed, “I look forward to work with you!”, Naruto added sincerely with Luffy and Yuuji nodding along.
Nobara was taken aback. But she immediately shook her head quickly to hide her surprise. She moved on to the briefing.
"Alright! I assume Gojo explained the purpose of the team and its main goal?"
They nodded in response.
"Good. So-", Nobara paused midway. The trio looked at her surprised. Then she slowly began again, "Before we go ahead, I personally want to ask you couple of questions. Just in case"
Then she proceeded to ask few basic questions about the basic structure of an enterprise but she soon came to regret it. She decided to jump out of the window.
The trio were absolutely clueless and didn't have any idea of its mechanism.
"Fine! I guess I don't have any other choice!", she threw her arms in the air as she exclaimed to herself. Luffy just laughed.
She began explaining, as though she was teaching a couple of nursery kids about how an enterprise is a large-scale organization, owning multiple varying subsidiaries and their boss Gojo, is the owner of all of these subsidiaries. She also revealed that she was personally appointed by him to manage the luxury footwear line, which was Hammer&Nails.
"-Not only that, he also owns a textile firm, toy shop, a restaurant-"
"Really!?"
Her eyes snapped at them and the trio made themselves small in their seats.
She sighed before she continued, "The reason why I'm explaining to you this is because you must understand the reason behind the creation of this advertisement." Her eyes suddenly shone with passion; she looked excited as she explained her vision, her arms waving in the air, "It will not be some random ordinary retail advertisement about selling some boring shoes. This is to emphasise that Hammer&Nails is all about power and elegancy, and our craft just elevates something as simple as footwear beyond simplicity. It transcends luxury!".
The trio were pleasantly surprised before they nodded in understanding with a small smile.
"We get it!"
Nobara snapped out of her dream and turned a bit pink out of embarrassment. She straightened up and cleared her throat.
"If it wasn't for Gojo, I would've conducted a meeting and explained to the rest of the committee as well. I guess there is nothing more to discuss now because I am yet to organize everything and I have some important matters to deal with before we can proceed further"
She stood up and the trio followed suit, "You'll receive the details of our first committee meeting through your email. Don't forget to skip it."
The trio saluted, puffing their chest, "Of course!"
Nobara observed them for a minute. Then, a small mocking smirk grew on her face, "Wait a minute, do you know how to read or write an email?".
Naruto looked offended while Yuuji feinted hurt, "Come on! We are not that dumb!!"
Luffy looked proud, "I've pranked my brothers so many times, I'm practically an expert!"
Nobara's face immediately turned into a scowl, pointing a threatening finger at them but there was only a little heat behind it, "Mess with my email and I'll prank with your career! Again!"
Yuuji and Naruto tooka step behind; their hands flew to their mouth in shock. Luffy simply laughed loudly, his head tipping back.
Nobara huffed and rolled her eyes before she turned away to walk out of the room.
"She's scary!", Yuuji swiftly snapped his head to the door, making sure Nobara didn't hear him.
Naruto chuckled but Luffy interrupted, swallowing his nth beef jerky of the day. "She’s really funny! She didn't ask for her shoes back!"
Yuuji and Naruto froze. They quickly turned to face their loose-lipped friend.
"Luffy," Yuuji whispered, a finger over his lips, "don't ever mention the shoes to her-!"
Naruto nodded frantically, panicking as he glanced at the door twice before, "If she finds out what we did with it, she will become really angry and probably fire us again. If that happens-"
Naurot shivered at the thought as he gulped. Yuuji finished for him, he looked haunted by the future,
"Nobody will hire us and we won't be able to buy food anymore! No more katsudon-!"
"Nor ramen!"
"OR MEAT!!!", Luffy shrieked, he clutched his hair in dread. Then he proceeded to run towards the door, "Let me go and tell her to forget about it-!"
"Baka! You'll only remind her!!", Naruto held him back.
Yuuji now stood in front of them, looking very serious as he stretched his hand in front,
"Let's promise to find the shoes before she gets reminded of it!!! Until then, we don't tell anyone!!!!"
Naruto let go off a limp Luffy and they glanced at each other. They nodded in all sincerity as they reached out to Yuuji's hand.
"We promise!!"
Later when they left meeting room,
"Also, Luffy, I think you confused texting with email"
Few moments later
Nobara stopped in her descent down the stairs. A frown.
'…Am I forgetting something?', she scratched her head while she pondered.
Nami turned back to find Nobara few steps behind her, "Is something wrong?"
"Nahh… It's probably nothing.", she muttered to herself before she hurried towards Nami.