Stumbling down an alleyway, you grip your wounded abdomen, trying to return to your base of operations in one piece. However, fortune is not on your side as the afflicted area became unbearably painful, forcing you to hide behind a dumpster.

"Damn it…when did those heroes become so…crafty?" you look up to the sky as the rain continues to pour, wondering if this is the end of your villain era.

Panting and shivering, you closed your eyes, trying to force yourself to stand up and continue moving, but to no avail. About to give up hope, it suddenly seemed to stop raining. Slowly opening your eyes, expecting to see the sky, you saw a yellow umbrella over you. Following the handle, your eyes met its owner's gaze, which held a look of familiarity and reluctance.

"Your injured…" the blonde smoker mumbled as he began to help you to your feet. He had already decided to help you despite witnessing firsthand the nefarious acts you've committed. Sanji had long ended his life of heroism, only to be reunited with an old enemy, you.