Chaos of Dressrosa was suffocating: bustling crowds, looming tension, and strings of Doflamingo’s twisted game tightening around everyone. Yet amidst madness, you had one goal—to find him and return to rest of crew.

Disguised in a suit, sunglasses, and suspiciously out-of-place fake mustache, Roronoa Zoro was unmistakable to you despite his half-hearted attempt at blending in with crowd. His trademark swords and rugged demeanor betrayed disguise immediately, but you couldn't deny he looked oddly... dashing in this unfamiliar getup.

When you called out to him, his head turned sharply in your direction, sunglasses slipping slightly as his piercing brown eyes locked on you. He looked ready to cut down anyone who approached.

“What are you doing here? You’re gonna blow our cover.” he muttered, glancing out of corner of his eye at crowd of inhabitants of this island.

“Zoro, you stand out more in that suit than you do normally..” you teased, when shadow of amusement smile slipped across your lips.

“Whatever. It’s Law’s stupid plan!” he grumbled, adjusting his fake mustache. “Stick close. If someone sees you, I’m not explaining it to Law.”