Pirate Salted Fish Admiral

Chapter 2: Black Belly Fatty Sengoku

For the greetings from the Marines, Sengoku did not show such a cold expression, but nodded to everyone with a smile on his face.

But soon....

He found Roan lying on the chaise longue while drinking a drink in the shade of the tree, his kind face suddenly darkened.

"........."

Resisting the urge to beat someone, Sengoku gritted his teeth and said, "Roan, this is the 583rd time I've found you to be lazy and not training. If you go on a mission like this, what should you do? Those pirates won't Have pity on you!"

He wanted to use the name of a pirate to shock Roan.

Purpose.

I just want Roan, who is salted fish, to be diligent, even if it is a little bit of diligence! As Roan's elder, he really didn't want Roan to die at the hands of pirates one day.

However, in this world where strength is king, if you are a Marine and your strength is not very good, you can only become a lamb to be slaughtered!

Let the pirates slaughter, the pirates will not tell you mercy!

"Alright~"

Even if he was being lazy, Roan didn't show any signs of nervousness. Instead, he took a sip of the drink and said with a refreshing voice, "Anyway, it's impossible to get a mission, and it's impossible to get a mission in this life. , can only spend time at Naval Headquarters."

Sengoku: "........."

How can a person be so lazy? Even lazier than that of Polusalino, this is already a salted fish with a very high salt content.

asshole!

Who the hell made him this character? By the way, Roan has been pestering Kizaru when he was a child, and asked Kizaru to take him to travel around the world, it must be the yellow monkey of Polusalino! !

Kizaru, who is far away in New World, has absolutely no idea that a huge black pot has been buckled on his head, and it is still inexplicable.

Watching Roan enjoying the cool sea breeze while drinking an ice-cold drink.

Sengoku didn't get angry at all, he had a dark face, walked over without saying a word, and directly lifted Roan's clothes under Roan's horrified gaze.

Well........

Just like carrying the goods, Roan was abruptly taken away.

"What are you doing, fat black belly? Put me down! You put me down, and I'll go to Vice Admiral to let me know!"

Roan panicked.

He knew that Sengoku wouldn't beat him, but...does he know what the hell this black-bellied fat guy would come up with? Known as The Resourceful General, in Roan's eyes, he is a black-bellied man full of bad water.

"Humph!"

Sengoku snorted proudly, forgive you for being able to toss again.

so what?

hey-hey.........

You must know that for Roan's future, he Sengoku, Garp, Zephyr, and Crane Vice Admiral discussed for a whole day.

final decision--

Roan can no longer be a laid-back second world lord. In the world where fists talk, a second world lord without strength will only bring Roan's life crisis!

so.

Even if Crane Vice Admiral was reluctant, he had to agree to this plan.

Um!

Turn the talented but lazy Roan into an iron-blooded Marine. Even if his personality can't be iron-blooded, at least his strength must be raised! Moreover, in Zephyr's mouth, Roan is the one who loses, and his talent is no less than the existence of the three major monsters, Vice Admiral.

And the three marine monsters, Vice Admiral, are all Admiral candidates in the future!

Admiral!

In other words, Roan, this kid, has the potential of Admiral!

"Don't struggle, little brat. Don't call it a crane this time, even if you move Marshal Kong and even the Five Elders out, it won't help."

Sengoku grumbled.

"........."

Roan seemed to realize something, the little boy's handsome face that was enough to make thousands of beautiful young women scream, couldn't help but feel a little bitter at this moment.

Mom sells batches.

like........

The leisurely days of my salted fish are going to be far away from myself.

This must be a suggestion from the black-bellied fat man Sengoku. He can know without guessing. Can't this fat man think about his own feelings? He's still a six-year-old!

He didn't have a clue in his mind, and ignored Sengoku Garp and the others, who joined Marine at the age of less than ten years old.

cough cough.

For a salted fish, there is absolutely no forced number.

"Host doesn't want to walk by himself, so Sengoku can't help but carry it and get +10 Dao Strength!"

The sound of the system sounded.

Can I say that I'd rather walk by myself than let this fat black belly carry it? Mom sells batches, am I shameless?

Seeing the gloating expressions of the people around him, Roan collapsed and covered his face.

Done.

My first name, sir, was ruined by this black-bellied fat man. no! Retaliation must be given, such as putting on a strong laxative or something.

soon.

Under Roan's unrequited expression, Sengoku took him to the Admiral office of the headquarters, which was inside the Admiral office.

But very lively. *