Under the watchful eyes of Teacher Zephyr, Grandpa Garp, Sengoku, and Vice Admiral Mole, Hals boarded the warship bound for Impel Down.
As for Aokiji, he was off chasing after the pirates riding the big wave, so he wasn’t there.
The other vice admirals were busy, having just come by to watch earlier.
Akainu was even busier. He initially wanted to recruit Hals to his side but got so caught up in work that he forgot. By the time he remembered…
Hals was already on the warship.
Why wasn’t Ain there?
Hals found it very strange.
Though many were in class early in the morning, Ain was an exception.
Thanks to her hard work, Ain had become a prodigy, a very strong one at that.
No one from her year or the two years above could defeat Ain.
Her swordsmanship and martial arts were impressive, naturally driven by her desire to catch up to Hals.
Hals and Ain were very close, as Hals only had Ain as a friend in the Navy among those close in age. Due to their closeness, rumors among the girls suggested Ain had a crush on Hals or vice versa, and the two were often…
Often what? I haven’t even gone through puberty yet.
Ain ignored such talk, and her friendship with Hals grew stronger.
Hals scratched his head and then boarded the warship.
“Oh, right, Grandpa, could you check my little courtyard? I left something there.”
Hals remembered something and shouted back to the group.
Then he turned and left without looking back.
Grandpa Garp didn’t know what Hals had left for him but felt happy, thinking his grandson was very considerate. Sengoku, however, felt envious, like a sour lemon.
“Negative emotions from Sengoku +500000”
Teacher Zephyr didn’t mind much but felt a bit annoyed.
“Negative emotions from Teacher Zephyr +300000”
Vice Admiral Mole said nothing, feeling it was a matter between grandfather and grandson.
Hmm, time to catch some pirates.
“Negative emotions from Mole +10000”
A man who says one thing but means another.
Grandpa Garp happily went to Hals’ courtyard. If he didn’t have to maintain his image, he might have skipped like a child.
Garp entered Hals’ little courtyard.
“Wait, Hals didn’t say where.”
Garp scratched his head.
Such a careless grandson.
“Negative emotions from Grandpa Garp +10000”
But it didn’t matter. If his grandson left something for him, it must be in a noticeable spot.
No need to worry about anyone else coming here.
Hals’ courtyard had [Bloodsucking Vines] to attack unfamiliar intruders, so no worries about things being taken.
Hals’ courtyard was spacious with a small house and some simple floral arrangements.
Garp entered the small house, finding a note on Hals’ desk.
What could it be? Must be a note from my grandson. Let me see.
“Open the desk drawer.”
There were many drawers. Just right, let me see what’s inside.
Garp opened a drawer, finding a manuscript. It was the draft for the latest chapter of The Tyrannical Okama King Series: The Tyrannical Three and My Perfect Ending.
Seems it’s finished. Hals always writes strange things.
Garp didn’t find anything unusual in the manuscript, so he put it back.
Nothing else in that drawer.
He opened another drawer.
Inside was the draft for The Jealousy and Rivalry Among the Tyrannical Three and Me with a note saying (To be mailed out).
Alright, Grandpa will mail this for you.
Garp put it away, leaving the drawer empty.
Three drawers left. Let’s see.
One drawer contained the manuscripts for The Story of Big Mom and Her 46 Sons, Forbidden Sibling Love 1: Katakuri and Brûlée, Forbidden Sibling Love 2: Katakuri and Smoothie, Forbidden Sibling Love 3: Katakuri and Amande, and the incomplete Forbidden Sibling Love 4: Katakuri and Flampe.
Garp: “……..”
Should I be proud of my grandson’s creativity or concerned about how strange he is?
Garp tilted his head and then straightened it.
These can’t be published. Morgans wouldn’t want to die by Big Mom’s hand.
Two drawers left. One was empty; the other had a note.
“Close all the drawers and take the item out from under my pillow.”
Garp followed the instructions, finding another manuscript under the pillow, with a note beside it.
“Go to the courtyard and pull up the tomato plant. There’s a small box underneath.”
Garp looked at the manuscript.
The Prequel to The Tyrannical Okama King: The Great Revolutionary Love of Ivankov and Lightning
This one’s finished too.
Garp’s expression was odd, but he said nothing. He’d help send it out later.
Garp went to the courtyard, leaving the manuscripts on Hals’ desk. He pulled up the only large tomato plant, finding a small box underneath. Opening it…
Inside were several potions and a note.
“This is actually for Teacher Zephyr. Grandpa, please dig out the small box poking out from under my apple tree. There’s a shovel nearby.”
“Hals, you rascal.”
“Negative emotions from Garp +30000”
Garp was speechless, not knowing what to say. But it was for his grandson, so he started digging.
Soon, he found a metal box under the apple tree. Opening it…
Inside were more potions and another note.
“This box isn’t for you, Grandpa. Believe it or not, it’s for Fleet Admiral Sengoku. Don’t be mad; I never said this was for you. Your box is on the opposite side of this one, under the other side of the apple tree.”
Garp got angry.
“Negative emotions from Garp +50000”
This mischievous grandson, always teasing his poor grandpa. When Hals returns, he’ll know what grandfatherly love means.
Hals suddenly felt a chill, unsure why.
But it didn’t matter because…
Hals found an unexpected person on the mostly empty warship.
Ain.
“Hals, hello. Fancy meeting you here.”
Ain seemed a bit awkward, scratching her head and looking at Hals.
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