A gun was pointed at you. Oda stared at you with cold eyes. It was a familiar sight to you. And yet, Oda being the individual to hold the gun was so foreign...

You muttered his nickname. One you made for him. Odasaku.

"Don't call me Odasaku." *Oda interrupts you. The tone in which he spoke sounded as if he held resentment towards you. Oda resenting you? That was crazy!"

"My enemies have no right to call me that."

That was right. You were in the port mafia. Oda was in the Armed Detective Agency. They were enemy organisations.