Smoker's expression changed, he glanced at Kuro, put away his Jitte, and was pulled away by Kuro in front of the other Marines.
It wasn't that he wanted to just let it go, but that he was actually captured by Kuro when he transformed into his elemental form.
"Domineering, flying slash."
Smoker's gaze turned solemn. "You rascal, were you hiding this so well?"
Kuro scratched his head and looked directly at Smoker: "Don't take it so seriously. How about we find a place to have a couple of drinks?"
Smoker looked at him for a while, then nodded and said, "Alright."
"Hey, you two come over here too."
Kuro called out to Lida and Kro.
...
A restaurant in Rogge.
Everyone gathered around the dining table. Lida wolfed down her food, while Chloe wiped her glasses beside her, and Tashigi held a knife and watched them warily.
“Lucir Kuro”.
Smoker gave the man, who had just stolen another cigar from him and was now puffing away, a deep look. "What are you up to after hiding in the Navy for ten years?"
"What are you saying? I'm not a bad person. I just want to live a safe and peaceful life. You may find it hard to understand, but that is indeed my wish."
No, I understand.
Smoker looked at him and said, "There's an old guy with that kind of thinking too, a prime example of someone who does all the work but doesn't put in the effort. The man Hawkeye was talking about is you, Kuro."
Kuro nodded helplessly: "I didn't want to take action, but the Seven Warlords of the Sea are too willful."
"As expected, Mr. Kuro is the one who can challenge for the title of the world's greatest swordsman, since he can unleash a flying slash."
Tashigi exclaimed excitedly, "It must be a mistake due to similar names, Mr. Kuro! Don't worry, I will definitely correct your name!"
Kro looked at Tashigi gratefully, the slight resentment he had felt from being bothered by this airhead vanished without a trace.
What a kind person!
Kuro twitched the corner of his mouth, wondering if his slash had been too weak.
"In short, please keep this a secret. I don't want to be targeted by higher-ups; it's too much trouble."
"What a pity, Mr. Kuro!"
Tashigi retorted, "Those are useless. A man like you, no matter where you are, is like a firefly in the dark, so bright and so outstanding!"
Sure enough, that cut was too light.
Smoker exhaled a puff of smoke. "I'm not interested in what kind of justice you uphold; that's your choice. Just remember the Navy's duty."
He glanced at Kuro and said, "It's not unprecedented for pirates to join the Navy, let alone a 'dead man'."
“Yes, that’s right. You’re still very reasonable, Smoker.”
Kuro laughed heartily, "I'm off! I haven't even explored Loguetown yet on my first day here. Oh, and this meal is on you."
Smoker opened a bottle of rum, ignoring Kuro's departure, his mind still preoccupied with other things.
A great swordsman praised by Hawkeye, and also a decent Marine, in any case, the Marines have gained a sufficiently strong combat force.
In this world, there are many strong people with eccentricities.
In his view, Kuro was the kind of strong person with eccentricities.
"Hmph, you want security? Tashigi, you're right, a man like that can't be hidden."
Smoker smiled. "Check, please."
"Colonel Smoker, a generous offer of three hundred thousand Berries."
The boss walked over with a smile on his face.
"?"
Smoker glanced at the high stack of plates on the table.
"That little girl... Hey, Kuro!"
Smoker yelled at the door.
Kuro had already slipped away.
If you can save on a meal, then save on a meal. It's not easy to raise a foodie.
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