A brainless little feel-good story. Let's all have a blast!
Our heroine is gorgeous, with a beautiful face and long legs, born to be a femme fatale. Too bad she's not the sharpest tool in the shed, and her social skills leave much to be desired. Luckily, she's picked up all kinds of seductive tricks by watching and learning, and figured out on her own how to get more money out of men's pockets. After three years in the business, she's risen to become the top courtesan, with a steady stream of men at her feet and more ATMs than she can count~
One day, her mother, who spends her time moping about life, abandons her and leaves behind a dying wish: that she reform and go find her fiance, who may or may not have been successfully born...
After checking her little nest egg, she figures she has enough to support herself and her future husband for life, and resolutely sets off to reform.
Alas, fate has other plans. She can be out shopping for clothes or grabbing a meal and still run into one of her former ATMs...
The heroine's eyes brim with tears. “...I really wasn't trying to seduce you! Believe me!!!”
Her pretty eyes flutter desperately, their little hooks trying just as hard to reel them in.
Doflamingo: “...I believe you!”
Hawkeye: “...I believe you!”
Marco: “...I believe you!”
Shanks: “...I believe you!”
Kuzan: “...I believe you!”
Smoker: “...I believe you!”
After a passionate bout of lovemaking:
The heroine sobs hoarsely, “I really have reformed already, QAQ.”
“...”
“...”
Do you believe her?
Because I sure don't!!!
