In One Piece, Kuro is the king of saving face. I don't know who he is, but he's definitely one who asks people for face everywhere he goes.
However, the old guard of face in the Navy is no longer useful; the new face-saving king is Mr. Kuro.
If anyone doesn't give him face, Kuro will feel terrible. And if Kuro feels terrible, the person who doesn't give him face probably won't feel any better either.
"Hey everyone! Give it your all!"
As soon as he entered the fortress, Kuro was stunned by the deafening shouts coming from all around him.
Right there in the corridor, whether they were naval janitors in their rags or naval officers in their capes, everyone was holding mops and doing a thorough cleaning.
The shouts came from here.
"Oh! How lively!"
Donald's eyes lit up from behind, and he said, "Such pure and passionate enthusiasm, it gets my blood pumping!"
"It's really exciting!"
Cass clenched his fist, solemnly watching the bustling scene of labor, and said, "Is this G-3? I won't lose!"
What are you babbling about?
Kuro rolled his eyes and suddenly coughed.
The sound caused the bustling scene to suddenly freeze.
Everyone turned to look at Kuro.
"Who are you, uncle?"
A fourteen or fifteen-year-old handyman carrying a mop walked over, glanced at him, and asked, "Navy?"
"Uncle?"
Kuro smirked. "If you don't need your eyes, you can donate them to someone who does. I'm still a kid! Where's Bogart? Tell him to come out and see me!"
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