Denied.

Nope!

My work here was done. Nami was left red ass in the air and unsatisfied while I cooly walked out.

This is probably the most I can punish someone with these things on. Since everything I do becomes normal, why bother? And also...

There's blind spots in the earrings. Rather, there are limits too.

'For some reason Nami woke herself up, and even that strawhat kid flat out ignored me. Hmm... Maybe stronger people can actually notice these things? And what about people that doesnt care what normal is or means?'

I meander down the street looking for somethting to do besides harrassing the one person that actually got one over me.

'I mean, Buggy is a clown-pirate, How is that normal? And Nami said selling her body was the one thing she would never do, so even if it was suddenly normal she'd still refuse'. Actually, hold up... "It's normal for Nami to consider the events earlier today already settled quickly forget about me and our spat since no one was harmed". Hopefuly this will take, I'd rather not have her mouthing out what I can do and how to get around it.

'So: It can be seen through, it can be reasoned through, some people are outright immune... Yeah, if there's people even stronger than Alvida finding out by Nami may have been a good thing.'

"Well speak of the devil. Hey Alvida, what's the commotion about?" I say, looking at the sea of people that filled the huge open space where the execution scaffold was set, on top I could see...

"Tsujo, had fun?" she gave me knowing smirk as her arms crossed under the breasts

"Started well,went south" Hang on "...Is that?".

"Eeeyup" She turned up to the plataform.

"And that's--" There was a young man locked up there and a colorfull fellow holding an execution glaive.

"Buggy's arch-nemesis, he got to him before I did" there was definetly some pending buisiness by her tone.

"You have history with the strawhat"

"Oh... you could say that" the cracking of her knuckles implied that yes, the kid was probably lucky Buggy got to him.

"...We should probably prepare the ship" I dont think I can straight up Normalize this mess, maybe if--

*CRACKATOOM*

Un-fucking-believable. Both Alvida and I held the same flabbergasted expression. Out of literally nowhere a freak storm of black clouds had appeared, and ligthing struck. It struck direactly at Buggy's weapon, destroyed the scaffold, bringing it down with a deafening crash.

And from it's wreck, Strawhat emmerged, completely unharmed.

"That has to be a freaking devil fruit" I muttered, while the red vested kid ran away a few marines arrived on the singed heap of scrap and pulled our half roasted clown, taking him with them. I turned to Alvida "Yeahh... I dont think I can just bail him out".

"Heh, either or. More treasure for us"