One Piece Raki Novels & Stories

I pushed him on one of the chairs beside Okka and sat beside him, asking and motioning for everyone to sit too. "Prince Leirom will drink with you all and anyone who can beat him will receive a prize." I announced and they looked interested. "What are you doing?" Leirom hissed in my ear and I only patted his thigh. "It's alright. Just trust me, hmm?" I kissed his cheek and gave him a cup of their liquor. It was made out of rice and I was told it was strong. I know Leirom liked drinking so I asked Okka to arrange for everyone to have a drink with him.

In the long time, he knew Kurosaki-san, he had never seen her step back from someone until Iori. Lifting the glass of whiskey in question, Haruki nodded and he poured him a drink. The man shot it back in one mouthful not even wincing at the burn. Just like Jun did moments before. There was something about seeing someone suffer like Iori that got him to the core, and he needed the shot of alcohol to keep the demons at bay. “Thanks, I needed that…” Haruki said and Jun poured him another glass, “ I needed it too,” Jun responded.

Moreover, Rena, who wears white clothes, is increasingly convinced that something unpleasant will leave a mark. Why is this woman so careless! Romeo growled. Romeo pays more attention to the movement of Rena, who is on his left. He knows Rena is nervous, and they have never been this close. "Yours, too, Beta Romeo." Rena's hand gives drink to Gania. Why not just give it to me! Romeo is furious with Rena's behavior, who doesn't consider himself. "Rome!" Gania finally gave himself the drink. Drinks made from grapes are his favorite. It turned out that Rena bought his favorite beverage, and she knew that the woman also bought the same beverage.

“I don’t need your praises, dude. What do you want to say now?” “In Riza’s backpack, a minion of mine left a bottle of HCl there and I want her to pour it on her face.” “You’re being insane!” I exclaimed. “Oh~ you’re here now, Mr. Salcedo.” The Detective cut in, “Why should Riza do what you said?” “Because her friend, Aera, had just drunk the cup laced with cyanide.” “And your condition is… you will give us the cyanide antidote kit if Riza burns her face using the hydrochloric acid.”

The merchant seemed determined to get his hands on some of the Salantra, the special type of alcohol that was only produced in Mishal at Ryedir’s own personal distillery. It was what Kari served to the two men and he wasn’t entirely sure what was so special about it. Especially what made it so premium that Ryedir resisted giving this man even a single bottle. Kari stood and refilled the glasses, hand on the bottom of the jug. He was feeling rather satisfied when he successfully managed to not only not spill a drop, but actually made the movements almost as graceful as Nevis’s. Ryedir indicated for Kari to pass him his glass as well instead of reaching for it himself and the omega had to bite

As far as she saw me feeding Hera the raisins, she would leave. With a smile, I held out the small raisin. Her gaze bore into mine as she drew closer and bit on it; her lips grazing against my skin softly. I pulled away quickly, stuttering, “I think, I should bring a plate to sort them out. “No, I like it this way. Continue feeding me.” Dreki walked over and stated, “I don’t mind eating bitter raisins. Why don’t you give the black ones to me? It would be such a shame to waste them.”

"Have some. Riona's father told me you like this drink. Rice wine from the north!" "Ah! Yes. Thanks, son. Pouring me a drink means so much to me!" he sipped a little and twirled the liquid after forming a spiral motion in the glass. "I miss those days. When we're still your age!" "Tell me!" I uttered as I also poured myself a glass. "How did Frudio become a rogue?" I sauntered to him as my stare was glued to his getting blurry eyes. He was nostalgic recalling his younger years.

“So… So… We can…” Dionysus threw the empty bottle, smirking away. “But what can we do? You’re not my cup of tea.” He gestured at Ryuzaki’s face and body. “What’s wrong with me?” Ryuzaki whimpered. “I heard… you have various types.” Amino chimed in when Ryuzaki was on the brink of crying. “Help the poor dude out. Let him taste heaven.” Dionysus was flabbergasted at how ridiculous it sounded. “Oh poor you. You need to get laid for real.”

"I need a drink of water." "I need a shot," Rhychard said. "I'm with the Warrior," Pyke shouted as he leaped into the air. "Where's the whiskey?" Rhychard glanced down at the little man, one eyebrow arched. "I thought leprechauns drank ale." Pyke spun on Rhychard, one hand tight into a fist as he waved it at the Warrior. "Don't you be calling me no blooming leprechaun! And I'll drink what I likes."

I take a deep gust of air and nod gradually. "Okay, Achille. I'll try. For myself...and for the business." I agree, taking the small glass of white liquid and throw it down my throat. "What is that?" I frown placing the glass down on the counter. "Arak." The petite young women smiles from behind the bar. "Keep them coming." I order. "That's the spirit, brother. We'll do whatever it takes to get you through this. Trust me, one day, you'll look back at this moment and realize it was the beginning of something incredible."