Chapter 17 Exercise, Gymnastics

[Chapter Serialization· Roger's Ghost 1——『…………』] [On the blue sea, a man with a sleep mask on his head rides a bicycle leisurely, flipping through a newspaper with one hand.]鈥斺 After all, it would be a bit strange for two half-grown children to find a house to rent.

The one wearing a large windbreaker and a star-shaped mask is Lynch's armor stand - "BIB".

He made the Stand's body "tight" and "aggressive" so that it could come into contact with matter, then put the windbreaker on it, and then put on the hood and mask.

This makes him look like a slightly taciturn weirdo.

This guy is a bit autistic. The middleman was puzzled. After the three came in, it was basically the boy who talked to him the whole time, while the "adult" who should be in charge just "winked" at the boy from time to time, as if he was silently discussing... Could he be a mute with a disfigured face? It didn't take much effort for Lynch to decide on a single-family house with a courtyard on the edge of town.

Lynch didn't know how long he would live here, so he only paid one year's rent.

Taking Robin into the slightly shabby house, Lynch looked around. The conditions here can only be described as not shabby, and dust can be seen everywhere.

Robin followed him through the house that smelled stale.

The agent said that the original owner of the house went fishing with his family in a port town, but unfortunately they were attacked by the Pigskin Pirates along the coast and all died.

The house remained vacant for quite some time.

"..." Robin picked up the dirty sunflower-shaped doll on the sofa and couldn't help but think of his hometown that he could never return to, the island that disappeared under the gunfire of the Navy's Demon Killing Order.

“Hey, let’s go!” Lin Qi turned around and asked her to follow him. “If you stay too far away from me, the power of the Flower-Flower Fruit won’t be able to reach you.”

He pointed to his face.

Robin said, "If we are at home, we don't need to disguise ourselves, right?"

Lin Qi thought, "That makes sense!"

The extra "flesh" on Robin's face turned into petals and fell, and a little bit of Robin's familiar fragrance lingered between his nostrils.

Although the flowers and fruits have changed hands, the faint floral fragrance remains unchanged.

"I wonder if there are any books to read here?" Robin's mood became a little brighter than it had been a long time, and he curiously looked for dusty places like study rooms.

"I'm going to the backyard. Be careful and don't go out casually with this face."

Lynch gave a casual instruction, snapped his fingers, and called the black armored stand-in to follow him.

Robin looked back and saw the hooded windbreaker slip off, and the mask hung where the face should be, following behind Lynch. Soon, the mask was also taken off by her invisible hands and gently placed on the table at the door.

"Invisible to the naked eye... a ghost knight in armor?"

Robin imagined a twisted, crayon-drawn image of an armored knight...so cute.

………………

"But how do you exercise specifically?"

Standing in the middle of the grass in the courtyard, Lynch was thinking about this question.

In the world of One Piece, there doesn't seem to be any martial arts secrets... "Six Styles" should be considered a systematic way of training, but the problem is that he has no method of training! He and the black armor looked at each other in bewilderment.

Is the only way to do this the stupid way is to train your muscles?

Then let's train hard! Lin Qi planned to do at least 20 sets of push-ups, 100 pull-ups, 200 squats, 500 sit-ups in the courtyard this afternoon, and then run 50 laps around the courtyard...

However, BIB stood in front of him and pointed at its eyes which were glowing white.

Then it took the initiative to walk towards Lynch and wrapped Lynch like an Iron Man armor.

"What's wrong?" Lynch was surprised, but soon he saw some images through BIB's eyes.

Those were fragments of memory belonging to the original owner of the body, the original "Lynch".

The picture is very fragmented, and it shows "Lynch's" mother, the woman named Lily.

"I" seemed to be following Lily in the flowerbed of the cottage, basking in the warm sunshine, doing some kind of exercise... gymnastics? Lin Qi was very curious. This set of "gymnastics" seemed to be taught to "I" by the mother of the original owner of the body, for daily exercise.

"You think this set of exercises might be effective, so you suggest I try it?"

Lynch asked.

The black armor's eyes flashed white light and replied: "Yes..."

"Okay, it doesn't look complicated anyway, so just practice it casually!"

In the incomplete memory, the mother of the original owner of this body mostly used this set of gymnastics for fun with "himself".

However, if you just think of it as a way to exercise your body's coordination, it seems pretty good.

Anyway, let's start practicing! Lynch took off his armor, separated his real body and his double side by side, and rubbed his hands.

Ready... Go! An hour later, Lynch's muscles were twitching and he was sweating from exhaustion. He slumped in his chair and drank the hot milk that Robin had made.

He pinched his fingers, used the power of the fruit to create a few petals and sprinkled them in, turning it into a brewed flower milk tea.

Robin looked at a certain spot on the grass in the courtyard. It was obvious that something was moving constantly, leaving a series of footprints.

From Lynch's perspective, it was a dark armored stand-in walking around the courtyard, meticulously executing the training plan...

He wondered why this guy in an Iron Man armor could get exercise through a form similar to fitness?

It's really a riddle.

In the evening, "BIB" successfully completed the entire training plan and looked at the main body with a sharp gaze.

Lynch felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by it, and raised his hand seriously, motioning it to wait.

"How about we go out and fill our stomachs first?" Lynch turned to Robin and said.

In the restaurant, Robin, who was in disguise, always felt that Lynch was not eating as happily as before, and seemed to be worried about something.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

When he got home at night, Lynch showed a resolute look as if he was ready to be killed, and said to Robin with no one in his eyes: "Come on!!!"

That night, Robin heard the most miserable sound she had ever heard...

…

The next morning.

After a good night's sleep, Lin Qi felt refreshed and shouted with full of fighting spirit: "I won't give up halfway today!"

For an hour, Lynch slumped in a chair in the courtyard, drinking brewed flower milk tea.

At night, Robin realized that he was wrong. The sound yesterday was not the most miserable.

…

At noon on the third day, Lynch was running under the scorching sun and sweating profusely.

“I can’t do it anymore…”

He crawled to the side, avoiding sight guiltily, not wanting to look at his stand-in "BIB" who continued to do a series of exercises meticulously in the courtyard.

Drinking the flower milk tea made by Robin, Lin Qi said with emotion: "I am alive again!"

afternoon.

Lin Qi thought to himself, "Lin Qi, Lin Qi, how could you be so depraved? Have you forgotten your dream of punching the Seven Warlords of the Sea and kicking the Four Emperors? How could you lose to your own stand? As the noble original, where can I put my face?"

Two hours later, at the lawn table, Robin poured Lynch a cup of hot milk tea.

Lynch scattered flowers and drank while looking at the black armored man who was meticulously completing the training task over there, with a melancholy expression.

Since he started training, he has been in big trouble every night when he collects his stand-in...

………………

Time goes by day by day.

At the same time, through countless fax and telephone bugs, a piece of news written by a reporter from the Xihai News Agency branch spread to the four oceans of the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest, as well as the Grand Route.

"The ghost of Pirate King Roger returns to the human world?!"

"The guys in the West Sea have encountered some incredible news!"

"We saw Roger being executed by the navy with our own eyes. How could there be a ghost?"

"It should be a prank by the guy who worships that devil, right?"

"Never mind. Since it's good news, let's publish it! Well, but there's no need to take up important space..."

"Damn it, why don't we have this kind of news here?"

"Not everyone has the guts to pretend to be the man called Pirate King..."

“That’s right!”

In every corner of the world, countless editors and reporters from the world's largest newspaper, the World Economic News Agency, are reviewing a sea of ​​news articles and exchanging opinions at a rapid pace.

The final page of news to be published is then transmitted to printing plants around the world via fax and telephone.

Thousands of newspapers were printed at a rapid speed, and then delivered to hundreds of well-trained news birds, who carried small bags and put on sailor hats, lined up in an orderly manner to receive the new newspapers, and then spread their wings and flew into the sky one by one.

(End of this chapter)