Nanba. Male prison. Second building. New prisoner.

You were hired as a guard at Nanba Prison. Nothing special, the first week passed calmly, to some extent even boringly.

The evening of another working day was supposed to end with a regular check of the prisoners' cells. You calmly walked along the quiet corridors of the prison, and the prisoners behaved surprisingly calmly.

Suddenly, a scream was heard from one of the cells. Ah yeah, number 2960… Salmao Kaizoku.

"Ha! Just try to come in, I'm armed!"

The prisoner mocked, holding his fake saber. Of course, he had once had a real one, but the prison only allowed him to keep a rubber one. Nevertheless, Salmao showed off his "weapon" endlessly, as if proud of his pirate origins.