When the strongest man in the world of magic swaps bodies with the pirate empress

"The "existence tax" is paid every six months. Residents go to the church to pay collectively in June and December. If it is less than half a year, it will be counted as half a year. "

"Huh? Don't you need to pay first?" Gojo Satoru was mentally prepared for his wallet to be completely reduced.

The mustachioed man at the Resident Registration Office smiled and said: "There is no need to pay in advance. After all, there are so many residents in Totland. If we 'dush payment' according to the date of each resident, our workload will be too much."

Gojo Satoru did not fall into the other party's "understanding" trap: "Yeah, you won't make less money anyway, and the workload is less. It's really two flavors of pudding in one cup (kill two birds with one stone)."

The mustache's business ability is very powerful, although the lady later used a strange metaphor that he didn't understand... But is this a satire? It is a satire on Totland's system of charging "existence tax"?

The man secretly looked at the young lady's beautiful face. His heart, which had not yet been completely eroded by the interests, was shaken for a moment. He lightly reminded: "Totland is a very suitable country for tourism. In fact, you don't need to stay for a long time."

They will not take the initiative to tell you what the physical delivery of the "existence tax" is. After the residents moved in, they learned the truth about the "existence tax" and couldn't escape it.

Bigmom won't let anyone leave her Totland.

However, Gojo Satoru didn't get the good intentions at all.

"There are so many dessert shops on one island, I can't finish them all in a week... 35 islands, no matter what, I have to stay here for more than half a year. Living on a boat and a hotel for most of the year? Not to mention that there is no boat for me to stay, the hotel It’s definitely more expensive than renting! It’s better to live here for a year and a half.”

He is obviously a rich young man, but he is unexpectedly very smart when it comes to money.

Maybe it was because his two classmates were too poor (compared to him).

Papago also agreed with Gojo Satoru.

Although he, a talented designer, is not short of money, but——

But he was "forcibly" taken away from Fish-Man Island while delivering something to Gojo Satoru! I don’t have any luggage on me! Even the clothes are cut by himself in the later stage... Oh no, he is a starfish and doesn't need to wear clothes.

Anyway, Papagu is now a pauper with no talent and no wealth! All the food and clothing spent were Gojo Satoru’s money!

As for where Gojo Satoru’s money came from…

Brush your face.

Before Gojo Satoru started his tour to Totland, he wandered around the port of Parcel Island and used his face to help a bunch of businessmen cut a vicious price. The businessmen burst into tears of gratitude and gave Gojo a thank-you money that was more than the price difference. Enlightenment.

Papagu, who witnessed the whole process:...

This is equivalent to buying the original goods at 1.5 times the price.

The seller made no money, the buyer spent more money, and the only winner was the girl.

In short, Gojo Satoru's wallet is quite strong now, so it's no problem to rent a house for a year.

Seeing that the young lady ignored his good intentions, the mustache sighed secretly and did not try to persuade her.

Well, it is indeed safer for such a peerless beauty to live in the new world... in the territory of the four emperors.

He entered work mode and put away his selfishness: "So, do you want to rent land or directly rent a house?"

"Lease land?"

"Yes, many houses are ready-made. If you don't like the street-style houses, you can rent land to design and build your own house, but you need to pay for the materials yourself. Also, the outline of the house must be food."

"Won't it break?"

"We have a special treatment process. When you hire workers to build for you, they will do the work well. But in the end it is all food. Our buildings are usually treated once every six months or once a year."

"deal with?"

"Just eat it."

"...Can you still eat something that has been left in the house for so long?"

"Of course, as I just said, there is a special processing technology."

"Won't you get a bad stomach?"

"No. Totland has been established for so long, and the residents have never had a bad stomach."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Gojo Satoru heard what Shanks said, no one in this world would starve to death without eating for a month. And in Des...Des Salero? Anyway, when he went to save the little human princess, Gojo Satoru used a low-level version of the infinite space, and no one "fell down" - they all fainted while standing.

The people here are in good physical condition. Much better than Earthlings. So...could it be that even if it is expired food, they will not get upset after eating it?

"Eat... is the owner of the house eating his own house?"

"That's not true. Totland has a dedicated demolition team."

"Demolition crew?"

"Yeah, their job is to eat up the house that needs remodeling."

"...!" I suddenly want to sign up!

"The demolition team members all have excellent appetites and eat tons of food at one time..."

"…………"excuse me.

After understanding the most basic information about immigrating, Mustachio took out a form and asked Gojo Satoru to fill it out.

Gojo Satoru tapped an option with a pen: "This "race"... what else can I fill in besides humans?" "

The mustache quickly scanned the whole body of the person in front of him, "Well, you are indeed a human being. But haven't you noticed, Totland, there are many races."

The fish-men tribe, the snake-headed tribe, the long-legged tribe, the long-hand tribe, the little human tribe...

Gojo Satoru, who only had desserts in his eyes, said, "Really?"

"Um, Miss Gojo..." The man with a mustache looked at Gojo Satoru's form and said, "Your gender is wrong."

"Ah, really." Gojo Satoru, who subconsciously wrote "male", crossed out the word twice, hesitated twice, and then painted it into a black square.

This kind of common sense can be written wrong... Gojo Satoru explained a little: "I just learned to write not long ago, so it is understandable that I accidentally wrote a wrong word."

Mustache: "...Okay."

Can you find a reason to be more serious?

Thanks to his clever little mind, he learned to read and write new characters in a short period of time. Gojo Satoru is pretty good even if he is not proud.

After filling out the form, Gojo Satoru handed the form to Mustache.

"...Do you want to rent land?"

"Uh-huh."

"If you take into account the hiring and material costs of building it yourself, the price will actually be much higher than renting directly..."

"It's okay, I have money!"

At this time, Gojo Satoru is a limited edition and is not short of money, so naturally he will not treat himself badly.

"Ah, by the way, give me another form. Papaguta also wants to register. After all, he is his future roommate."

The overfed Papagu was bloated into a star. He was using all his energy to digest his food and had no time to pay attention to Gojo Satoru's conversation.

The mustache looked at the sphere at Gojo Satoru's feet, and barely identified the prototype of Papago from the five corners.

"Is this your pet? It's okay. Pets do not need to pay "existence tax" and can continue to be kept. "

"Really! That's great!" What kind of co-tenant Papagu? Patrick is his pet!

After getting the land lease contract, Gojo Satoru confirmed again: "I can build the house myself, right? As long as it looks like something edible, right?"

"Yes, but this is a "soft island". In order to match the island theme, the decoration of the outhouse should preferably include sponge cake. "

……

Three days later, a pineapple house more than ten meters high rose from the ground!

The pulp is hollowed out and sent to the juice island, where the money earned is used to hire masons (chocolatiers) and carpenters (nut makers). The huge pineapple shell has been treated with antiseptic treatment, and dark chocolate is used as steps inside to form three layers.

The first floor is the living room, the second floor is Gojo Satoru's residence, and the third floor is Papago's residence.

Because of the limitations of the pineapple shell, the space inside is not very large. The given allocable space definitely cannot be used to build giant villas like the Gojo family and the Papago family, but this small western-style building is quite suitable for Soft Island. At least Gojo Satoru feels that it is no problem to live here for a year.

When Gojo Satoru went to Parcel Island to get Emperor Dia's pineapples, Moody and others knew that Gojo Satoru was going to stay here. Although they were sorry, they had no position to stop them. They helped unload the gifts from the small humans and sent them out together. Arriving at Gojo Satoru's new home.

The little human's gift has a purpose.

Although Soft Island stipulates that the appearance must be food, you can choose the material of the inner furniture by yourself. If there is something ready-made, Gojo Satoru won't spend more money - after all, you have to live here for a year, so you really need to save some money.

……

When Charlotte Chiffon, the minister in charge of Soft Island, returned from Cake Island frustrated, she found a small western-style building next to her home.

The shape of the house is pineapple-shaped, and the perfectly baked sponge cake is covered with a real pineapple shell with thorns, making Gojo Satoru's pineapple shell house a cake house that meets the regulations.

Various decorations decorated with chocolate sauce, coconut, and matcha simulate the details of the pineapple.

Returning to the island he managed, Qi Feng felt much better: "It's such a unique house."

As for the reason for appearing?

It was obvious that new residents had arrived.

Qi Feng is the most powerful administrative minister on Songruan Island, but she does not have that condescending attitude. She treats the residents of Songruan Island very gently, but...

"...Master Qi Feng is probably hated by Big Mom."

"That's right, last time I saw Mr. Qifeng coming back from Cake Island with injuries all over his body... It's so tragic, that's her biological daughter! What a bigmom." The coffee shop waiter who had a good relationship with Qifeng was a little unhappy.

"Hush!! You can't speak ill of the Queen here!"

"Oh no, no, I forgot that Homiz was here."

"You just came to Totland not long ago, so it's normal that you don't know Homiz. Remember next time, don't speak ill of the Queen, otherwise -"

"But Master Qi Feng, she really..."

"Okay, that's the end of the topic. Don't get too close to Mr. Qi Feng. No matter what, Mr. Qi Feng is Big Mom's daughter, so we don't need to worry. If you get too close, be careful of Big Mom getting angry at you."

"!! The Queen will meet?"

"That's all I said, think about it yourself."

After being scolded by his mother at Cake Island last time, Chiffon returned to his own territory and planned to go to the coffee shop to talk to a friend he finally made. In the end, he heard such a conversation.

Because she was hated by her mother...and the Queen of Totland, and the townsfolk of the town she managed did not dare to have too much communication with her.

It was the same this time. After attending a family tea party for a long time, Qi Feng saw his sisters whom he had not seen for a long time. Not long after he was happy, his mother in the chair saw this unpleasant face.

Being disliked and insulted... her mother finally slapped her impatiently and asked her to leave.

"...Then what? Why doesn't your mother like your face? Is it too ugly?" Gojo Satoru ate the chocolate chiffon cake made by chiffon and asked three soul questions.

"Pfft!!" Papagu, who was still drinking black tea, spat out. He coughed twice and roared directly: "Can you speak, little girl! Even if you are as beautiful as a fairy, with peerless grace and grace, and the beauty of the country and the fragrance of heaven, you will not be able to do it for three days. greasy……"

Gojo Satoru nodded in agreement: "I know I'm beautiful~"

Papagu: "...Listen to me."

"Uh-huh."

"You're a guy with the appearance of a peacock and the brain of a sparrow! Just rehearse what you're going to say in your mind in advance, okay? The Minister of Management came to visit you with a freshly baked cake, and you said this to talk to 'Braid' of?!"

Qifeng wore twin ponytails, and Papagu took this feature as his name.

Well, he does the same to redheads, phoenixes, and chicks. He only calls them nicknames but not their names.

"Okay, I understand what happened: I was beaten by my mother, and I was unhappy and wanted to complain, but I had no friends and was very lonely. When I came home, I found that there was a new neighbor next door, so I came here on the pretext of visiting the new neighbor. Let’s talk.”

Gojo Satoru finished eating the chiffon cake in a paper cup, "Is there anything else you want to add to the above?"

"Why do you call me 'Braid'?" I'm more surprised than offended. As the daughter of a big mom, she had never been called "ugly" before... Qi Feng didn't think of getting angry for a moment, and instead focused on the title.

Gojo Satoru shirks the blame: "Yes, Papagu, let me ask you, why do you call Qifeng 'braid'?"

"No, I'm talking about you. Gojo, you clearly called my name correctly..."

"Isn't that a name collision?" Gojo Satoru took out another chiffon cake from the basket brought by the hurricane and showed it to the Minister of Management: "Braid, you have a name collision with it."

"...But this is a cake I invented, so it's called chiffon cake."

The brothers and sisters in their family all like to eat desserts and are very good at making desserts. When one of the siblings invents a new dessert that he likes very much, he will name it after himself.

Gojo Satoru paused while stuffing cake into his mouth.

"what?"

"Totland is the world's top dessert kingdom, and everyone in our family is an excellent pastry chef." Although the relationship with his mother is not harmonious, Qifeng still looks proud when talking about his brothers and sisters.

"Uh... let me ask."

"what?"

"Are you very lucky?"

"Yes. I have a brother named Dafu who invented Dafu cake."

"...Is your brother Dafu's father from Japan and the country of Wano?"

"I don't know. Why do you think so, Gojo?"

Gojo Satoru was speechless: "…………"

Then why does Dafu appear among a group of European and American names?

……

Next door, Gojo and her pet Papago have just moved here.

The house was built by oneself and the furniture was purchased by oneself, so there was no one in Gojo's family who could complain, and nothing he said would be known to the Queen.

"What is Nuomizi?"

As expected of the person who invented the chiffon cake on this planet, the cake baked by Braid is the best in the world!

There was a neighbor who could make desserts, so Gojo Satoru was too lazy to arrange kitchen utensils at home, and would go to his neighbor's house to eat rice every day.

Gojo Satoru likes sweetness, so he always drinks black tea with a little sweetness.

The sugar jar and milk box bounced closer to Gojo Satoru, and he spoke in a singing tone:

"Do you want sugar~"

"It's still milk~"

"White sugar, white sugar!"

"Milk milk!"

Containers made of inorganic matter kept circling around Gojo Satoru, and even took the initiative to open the lid on his forehead, hoping that this beautiful guest would choose him.

Gojo Satoru waved his hand: "No, just bring the cream."

"Come on, come on~ The cream is here~" The refrigerator heard Gojo Satoru's request and took the initiative to open the door of the refrigerator, wake up the cream bag hidden inside, and let the cream bag squeeze cream for Gojo Satoru.

The cream bag that had just woken up was urged to work. It rubbed its eyes while dragging, climbed on the table, pointed the piping nozzle at Gojo Satoru's black tea cup, and squeezed out a circle of cream.

"Thank you, that's fine."

"No thank you, no thank you~" The sugar jar, milk carton, and cream bag continued to dance and returned to where they were originally waiting.

Gojo Satoru hooked the handle of the black tea cup and took a sip of cream black tea. He looked at Qifeng strangely, who did not respond: "So, what is glutinous rice?"

Sounds like some kind of sticky rice dessert?

Qi Feng: "..."

The pink-haired woman with twin tails said dully: "This is Homitz."

In Totland, furniture, knives, forks and even the ingredients themselves are all "living" things! They can sing and dance, compete with the residents based on their preferences, and have their own thoughts - but they are completely obedient to the Queen of Totland.

"Gojo, didn't you notice the peculiarity of Homitz?"

The broom at home will sweep the floor by itself, the doors and windows will open according to the owner's wishes, and even when taking a bath, the bath towel that has become Homiz can help the owner take a bath!

Gojo Satoru put down the black tea cup: "...I thought it was high technology."

"How can high-tech intelligence be like this!"

"...There may be a future for the earth."

"Earth? In the entire Soongruan Town, your house is the only self-built house without Homiz. But when the house is rebuilt by the construction team next year, it will be filled with Homiz."

"...I thought it was because I didn't buy it."

While living in Totland, Gojo Satoru kept his mind spinning in order to consume the huge amount of energy he consumed every day. Now he was having afternoon tea with Qifeng, and his mind was filled with all kinds of formulas.

On Earth, because ordinary weapons are ineffective against curses, Gojo Satoru has always used curses as weapons.

That is, condense the magic power into a ball, and then use a spell to quickly close the distance between the magic power ball and the curse, and hit it with a bang.

The magic ball consumes magic power. In this world, although the magic power is effective, if it is replaced by a weapon——

[Simulation Scenario]: Prepare a coin here. There is an enemy one hundred meters away. After aligning the direction, use a technique to shorten it by one hundred and ten meters. Then the coin will pass through the enemy's body.

To be more precise, headshots and piercing the heart are also possible.

Wow, a low-end version of the electromagnetic gun!

No, maybe it's a high-end version?

"Five, five?"

"Yeah, I'm listening." When he was thinking about something in his mind, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but slow down his response to reality, but it was only half a beat, and the conversation could still go on: "You asked Patrick Star, Pa Paguta went out to seek inspiration and said he wanted to draw some new clothes."

"Don't worry, he won't get lost. If he faints due to dehydration... I went to the pet center to register. There is a nameplate around Papagu's neck. My mobile phone number is on it. If a kind-hearted person finds it, he will give it to me. I called and asked me to collect the body.”

"phone number?"

"Ah, I made a mistake. It's a phone number, a phone number."

"It's good that he's fine. Do you want a cup of tea?" Qifeng saw that Gojo Satoru's tea cup had reached the bottom.

"No need, I'm going to burst if I drink any more." Hiccup!

"Gojo, your appetite is so small. You can't finish a pot of tea, and you can't even eat a ten-inch cake..." From this point of view, is it because Gojo is so skinny and small because he eats less?

Qifeng thought as he took a bite of a ten-inch cake.

Gojo Satoru: "..." No! He has been eating really hard!

Ding--

It's the sound of the oven.

"The new bread is baked. Wujiao, you said yesterday that you would bring specialties to your sister, so I made you some durable croissants and maple bread slices. I'll get you a basket, take it with you."

In fact, Gojo Satoru, who had teleported back to deliver desserts to two cheap girls yesterday, said: "..."

"Okay, thanks! Braid!" If you don't take it, you won't get it! After using his brain for a while, he digested it!

Qi Feng has given up correcting Gojo Satoru's title, and this unique nickname is surprisingly endearing.

"You're welcome. I've installed it for you. Let's go slowly."

When Gojo Satoru walked to the door of Qifeng's house, Qifeng asked: "Gojo, when will you come back..."

It would take more than half a month to leave Totland to visit my sister... It was normal not to come back for a month or two.

Gojo Satoru, who is naturally addicted to eating, would not miss an afternoon tea. He waved to Qifeng: "I'll be back tomorrow."

Qi Feng: "..." Does your sister also live here?

It's definitely not Songruan Island. She is the minister here. Naturally, she has read Wutiao's information. There is only one person and one pet living in Wutiao's house, and no one else.

Maybe my sister lives on other islands?

...It is true that we can come back tomorrow.

The slight disappointment was quickly swept away, and Qifeng began to think about tomorrow's afternoon tea meal.

Gojo heard Homiz as glutinous rice...does he want to eat glutinous rice?

Make a sticky rice dessert.

Snow Mei Niang or baked rice cake?

I drank black tea today, let’s drink juice tomorrow. By the way, cook some sago and taro balls to make fruit fish.

Qi Feng walked to the refrigerator with happy steps that he didn't even notice, and checked the inventory inside.

Bananas, pineapples, pears...that's all.

Oops, there aren’t enough fruits at home. Let’s buy some tomorrow.

Qi Feng, who was disgusted by his mother, ostracized by the townspeople, far away from his brothers and sisters, and had been living alone all these years, truly chuckled out loud.

……

Gojo Satoru stood in front of his pineapple house holding a basket of "souvenirs for his sister".

The house number of Pineapple House was written by Papagu.

Although the starfish is short and small, the handwriting is quite beautiful.

[Master Papago and Gojo Girl]

Qi Feng did not use Gojo Satoru's appetite as a reference. The bread in this basket weighed at least thirty kilograms - although the two sisters should be able to eat it.

After opening the picnic cloth, there was a box of black tea hanging next to the basket.

The black tea is not freshly brewed, but tea leaves packed in glass bottles (not Homitz).

Gojo Satoru raised his head and looked at the sky, which was still early in the night. His chaotic brain came up with an idea within a second:

Go out for a walk and treat it as a digestion.

Just do what he thought of, Gojo Satoru activated the technique, teleported vertically to an altitude of a thousand meters, and started flying.

Gojo Satoru managed to have fun.

There's a fight going on down there.

Blue sky, white clouds, blue sea, all the scenery that should be seen, Gojo Satoru has no hobby of floating in the air and sunbathing.

He still likes to see various things happening to humans.

Just like now.

There are two parties of pirates fighting on this small island.

The pirate flags are... two that look a bit familiar.

One is of a man with a white beard... Oh, white beard, Marco's father, one of the four emperors.

One is a skull with horns, and there are many bones on the back... It seems that I have seen it before, but it seems that I have never seen it before. Forget it, I can’t remember.

Gojo Satoru took out a sandwich and ate it while watching.

The leader on Whitebeard's side is a young man.

A young man of normal height!

Gojo Satoru estimated that this young man was only 1.8 meters tall!

Oh my gosh! One meter eight! What a normal height! !

On the other side was a man whose upper body and lower body were 64 inches apart, his fists were bigger than his head, and there were two pieces of ivory hanging around his neck. He was at least eight meters tall.

These two people are the leaders of both teams. They are 1.8 meters tall and have the symbol of white beard tattooed on their backs. Their 8 meter tall belts are engraved with long-horned bones.

Gojo Satoru beats 1.8 meters and wins.

If he wins, he rewards himself with a maple toast.

An hour later, Yimiba showed signs of decline, showing signs of defeat.

Gojo Satoru took a bite of the croissant bitterly.

In fact, at 1.8 meters, he is not weak. He can control fire and his moves look extremely cool.

However, the eight-meter-long skin is too thick, and the eight-meter-long skin will not be charred even if the flame reaches it.

In addition, the 8-meter-1 subordinates are slightly better than the 1.8-meter subordinates, so the 1.8-meter soldiers who are fighting against the 8-meter-1 subordinates always have to concentrate on saving their companions.

"That's it, Fire Fist Ace." A 8-meter voice came from behind the iron mask.

The 1.8 meter man was not in good condition. He was panting and his eyes never relaxed: "Drought... Jack."

Bamiyi laughed: "I am Han and you are Fire. It seems that Fire is going to lose to me."

"Stop talking nonsense, I haven't lost yet!" Blazing flames burst out from the 1.8 meter body, and the heat wave pushed the surrounding partners away from the fighting circle.

It can be seen that at 1.8 meters, he wants to stop behind.

Gojo Satoru nibbled on the cream in the croissant and gave Chiffon a big thumbs up.

After the dazzling fire light dissipated, what appeared in the center of the battlefield was a standing elephant... a mammoth?

Gojo Satoru's eyes almost popped out.

Isn’t this an extinct prehistoric animal? !

Shocked, Gojo Satoru let go of his hand, and the half-bitten croissant fell from the air, hitting the mammoth on the head with a "snap".

White cream leaked from the bite and flowed onto the mammoth's face.

Ace: "..."

Jack: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "...Ahem."

The two pirates who were in dire straits just now turned their attention to the woman floating in the sky at the same time.

Gojo Satoru suppressed his eyes that were about to pop out of his sockets and regained his expressionless coolness.

"Ace, Jack, your old days are over." Using the skill of "As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed." Gojo Satoru did not mention the croissant at all, carrying a picnic basket, enigmatic landed between the two of them.

That is, halfway between 1.8 and 18 meters (the height of a mammoth).

It's about nine meters away.

However, this mysterious appearance did not make the two young people pay for it.

The young man is 1.8 meters tall: "Nonsense! This era is called Whitebeard! Dad is the pinnacle of this era!"

The young 18-year-old said: "Nonsense! Mr. Kaido is synonymous with this era! Mr. Kaido!!"

The young man was 1.9 meters tall: "It's so noisy! Shut up, all of you! Ace and Jack are a thing of the past! Now is the era of Tiga!!"