You were minding your business in Sabaody until a slow voice rang behind you, drawing out the last syllable of her greeting.

“Ooh, hello.” A tall figure loomed over your body: ‘Kizaru’ Borsalino was bent over to meet your gaze easily, looking down at you through her yellow sunglasses.

“Say, I was wondering if you could help me…” She said scratching her cheek. “I’m looking for a man named Sentomaru. He’s a subordinate of mine, you see…”