"Pegasus Island has already made a name for itself and is becoming more stable. You'll only become decadent if you stay here. Let your men stay here; they're qualified enough."
Sengoku said, "After all, the order has been given, and all you can do is carry it out."
Kuro smirked.
Try saying that on a Den Den Mushi (a type of electric telephone), and see if I'll respond.
You two came here knowing I wouldn't answer the phone, right...?
"Can I not go?" Kuro asked, unwilling to give up.
“No,” Sengoku said.
Kuro waved his hand: "Alright, I'll just have some peace and quiet. If you guys want to go have fun, then go ahead."
"Hahaha, Sengoku, let's go soak in the hot springs!" Garp said excitedly to Sengoku, "Then let's go steam for a bit. I can steam for an hour!"
"Then I'll take two hours!" Sengoku retorted, unconvinced.
“Three hours!” Karp frowned and held up three fingers.
Four hours!
The two old geezers walked out, arguing loudly.
"Damn it, this is so annoying!"
After the two left, Kuro took out a cigar, lit it, and gazed into the distance, "Sambogey..."
...
"As expected, Kuro still harbors resentment."
Once outside the base building, Sengoku's playful expression vanished.
"Pfft, hahaha, anyone would feel the same way in this situation, right? Those old men in the government only think about the outside world and not the inside," Garp laughed.
"Zeff is also..."
Sengoku sighed and looked up at the sky. "I thought the government would tone it down a bit after that incident. Oh well... Headquarters will compensate Kuro in other ways. He can't be an admiral, but we can decide for him to be a candidate."
“That’s fine, that kid’s strength is enough.” Garp nodded in agreement.
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