Kizaru (1)
“Stay in Ben… Headquarters?”
Kuro’s almost flying expression fell from the clouds.
“Headquarters?”
He repeated himself.
“Yes!”
Kirby nodded. “I’m sorry, Mr. Kuro. I hid it from you yesterday. In fact, I have been promoted to Headquarters Cao. You can stay in Headquarters with your strength. From now on, you are transferred to Headquarters and become a Headquarters Warrant Officer. Congratulations, Mr. Kuro!”
“Headquarters?”
Kuro repeated as if he had not heard Kirby.
“Uh…”
Kirby waved at Kuro. “Mr. Kuro, no, Warrant Officer Kuro, are you too happy?”
I’m happy your grandmother!
Kuro snatched the document from Kirby and looked at it through gritted teeth.
It was clear on the document that he was now a Headquarters Warrant Officer, and Leda and Crowe had become Headquarters Third Class Soldiers, all transferred to Headquarters.
“Why, why did I stay in Headquarters?”
Kuro’s voice was low as if it was sucked dry by Leda.
Kirby raised his head proudly. “Because of me, Mr. Kuro, with your strength, you can only shine if you stay in Headquarters!”
Kuro wanted to kill Kirby.
You should have said that you were Cao Chang!
No, you are Cao Chang, why are you here to train!
There’s no need to train those above the Headquarters Military Department!
If I had known that you would be promoted, I would have simply fallen to the ground and admitted defeat!
Seeing that Kuro was almost in a daze, Kirby thought that he was overjoyed. He also smiled and said, “Mr. Kuro, I will definitely ask you for guidance in the future. I have decided that before I become a Marine Admiral, I will definitely surpass you. I will leave first, Mr. Kuro.”
No!
Wait!
NO!
I don’t want to stay in Headquarters!
Kuro reached out and looked at Kirby’s figure that was running faster and faster and subconsciously covered his heart.
“What’s wrong?” Leda asked.
“I feel like someone stabbed my heart.”
Kuro took a deep breath. “No, I have to calm down. It’s just a transfer to Headquarters. I can still guard East Blue. I still have Smoker. Smoker must not be as deceptive as Kirby.”
“Hey, Kuro, I’ve been looking for you for a long time. You’re here.”
As soon as Smoker was mentioned, he appeared with Tashigi and a cigar in his mouth.
“It just so happens that you are the end of training. I got your transfer order for you.”
Kuro regained his hope. Sure enough, Smoker is a reliable man!
“Where is it? East Blue?!” Kuro asked excitedly.
“It’s not East Blue.”
Smoker looked around and did not dare to look at him directly.
“West Blue?”
“No.”
“South China Sea?”
“No.”
“North Blue?”
“Why are you always thinking about the four seas?”
“Fort G-8?” Kuro asked again.
Smoker shook his head and said, “It’s safer than Fortress G-8!”
“Where?”
“Headquarters.”
“…”
Kuro stared at him for a moment and enunciated: “S.M.G.?”
“This…” Smoker looked away and said: “I tried my best.”
“You f*cking left me in the headquarters and you told me that you’re doing your best?!”
Kuro grabbed Smoker’s collar and roared fiercely, “What happened to giving me a place that is absolutely safe, ah?! You can’t make any sense today. If I ask you to lose a hand here, do you believe that you can also be a man who loses an arm!”
“Headquarters… is absolutely safe.”
“…”
Kuro’s face was calm as he let go of Smoker.
“Ah, it seems so.”
His mind had always been filled with the rhythm of the War Of The Best. He had forgotten that before that, Headquarters was the safest place in the world. There was nothing safer than it.
“Well, I’ll give you the documents. I have a mission, I have a mission. I’m going to withdraw first. Tashigi, go.”
Smoker slipped away, even leaving a trail of white smoke, afraid that Kuro would stab him later.
From the looks of it, he doesn’t seem to know that I’ve already told Kuzan…
Kuro was not in the mood to take the document. It was Leda who took it. He glanced at it and his eyes widened. “Kuro, we seem to be under Admiral Kizaru.”
“Ha?!”
Kuro suddenly turned his head, took Leda’s file and looked at it.
It was clearly written in black and white.
He is not only a Headquarters Warrant Officer, but also Kizaru’s unit.
Two stabs in the heart.
Fortunately, Kuro began to get used to it.
“It’s okay, it’s okay. Kizaru, this old man, is a classic example of not putting in any effort. It’s very easy for him to enter his unit. This is actually a good thing. He doesn’t know my strength. If I don’t expose it, nothing will happen.” Kuro comforted himself.
“Who is Kuro, who is Kuro?!”
In the distance, there was a tiger roar.
A burly man was holding a photo and shouting everywhere. Then the man saw Kuro, compared the photo, ran over, saluted and said, “Warrant Officer Kuro, I am Lieutenant Colonel Wade, a direct subordinate of Admiral Kizaru. Admiral Kizaru wants to see you, please go quickly.”
This connection is quite good.
Kuro took a deep breath and sighed heavily. He handed the document to Leda. “Okay, lead the way.”
Kizaru, Polusarino, Three Admirals of the Marine Corps, one of the highest combat forces of the World Government.
PPAP Creator.
Suspected undercover Revolutionary Army.
No. 3 Monchi D. Kizaru.
Bullshit.
In Kuro’s eyes, this old man is a classic example of being in the same dust as the light. As for other things, it doesn’t matter.
In this world, Kuro really admired Kizaru the most.
Therefore, he did not hate Kizaru.
It was better than being under Akainu. He couldn’t stand Akainu Taigang.
Aokiji can’t do it either. Although Aokiji is very lazy and similar to him in some ways, they are too similar and it is easy to have disagreements on some issues.
Kizaru was the only one Kuro appreciated.
In a typical Japanese Tenshou Pavilion, Kuro walked to the top floor and opened the door. He saw a huge office, facing a plaque with the words: Ambiguous Justice.
Below, a relaxed man in a yellow suit was cutting his nails.
“Oh, you’re here, Luciru Kuro.”
Kizaru put down the nail clipper and said in surprise.
“Admiral Kizaru, nice to meet you.”
Kuro saluted, his expression serious.
“Well, there’s no need to be so polite. Come and sit.”
Kizaru pointed to the chair opposite him and Kuro sat down.
As soon as he sat down, he could not help but ask, “Admiral, I don’t understand why you want me to join your unit. I’m just a Marine who has just come out of East Blue. I’m too weak and will only add to the burden of your unit.”
“If you want to say why, it may be a whim, or it may be other reasons. What is it?”
Kizaru took out a box of cigars from the drawer, picked one up and handed it to Kuro. “Want a smoke?”
Kuro took it and lit it for himself. His eyes widened.
Good stuff!
As expected of Admiral’s cigar.
“Someone said that you are my illegitimate son.”
“Cough, cough, cough!”
Kuro, who had just taken two breaths, immediately coughed out the smoke and looked terrified.
