Vice Admiral Tsuru, Wash Them Up!

Several days ago, before Ron set off for Shimotsuki Village.

The New World, a Supply Port.

"Hurry! Don't damage those two boxes!"

Monet before the transformation

Monet stood beside the merchant ship, constantly urging the crew members who were unloading cargo.

The box contained experimental data left behind by Caesar.

The Donquixote Family is finished.

All she can take with her now are these documents.

Monet glanced at the box full of documents.

"Sugar..."

"Wait for me, sister. I will definitely find a way to save you."

"Monet."

A calm female voice suddenly came from behind.

Monet turned around abruptly.

The boarding bridge had been blocked off by several Marines.

Standing at the very front was a tall and straight female navy officer, a long sword at her waist, her gaze clear and sharp.

Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral Gion.

"You've managed to hide quite far."

Gion glanced at the cargo boxes, and the female Marines behind her stepped forward to seal them one by one.

One of the boxes had a medicine seal on it.

The Marines tore open the seal and lifted the lid of the box.

It contained all the experimental data from Dressrosa.

"If you really only want to escape, why bring all this stuff?"

Monet did not answer.

These were the last bargaining chips she had left to use in negotiations.

"Marine Vice Admiral."

Cold sweat beaded on her forehead. "Where's my sister? Sugar, she..."

"Sugar is still alive and is temporarily being held in Impel Down."

I want to see her!

"Come back with me, and I'll arrange a meeting for you."

Why should I believe you?

Believe it or not, it's up to you.

Gion looked at her.

"But if you keep running, you'll only get further and further away from her."

Monet stood still.

Over the years, she has seen too many people arrested by the navy, who went in and never came out again.

She didn't dare believe verbal assurances.

The next second, the snowflakes exploded all at once!

"Blizzard!"

The cold wind whipped up snowflakes, sealing off the dock, and several Marines instinctively turned their heads to shield themselves from the wind.

Taking advantage of the snow cover, Monet leaped toward the merchant ship.

Swish--

A clear, sharp wave appeared out of nowhere, splitting the snow curtain in two from the center.

"I understand you want to escape."

Gion, gripping the Famous Sword Kompira, said calmly, "But don't drag unrelated people into this."

Monet gritted his teeth and swung his arms out.

"Snow Rabbits!"

A dozen or so rabbits formed from solidified ice and snow swooped and pounced.

Gion's footsteps were light and quick, and her figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

"Shave."

The Snow Rabbits missed completely.

Gion had already appeared behind Monet, and with a light tap of her scabbard, she forced him back to the shore.

"Snow Hut Ten Sheets!"

Ten thick snow walls suddenly closed in, trapping Gion in the center.

Just as Monet was about to unleash Blizzard to escalate the attack, a very faint sound of a sword being drawn came from deep within the snow wall.

"One Sword Style: Peach Blossom".

Bang!

The fan-shaped wave cleaved through layers of snow walls, and the accumulated snow collapsed with a roar along both sides.

Monet gritted his teeth, his arms instantly enveloped in a layer of sharp ice blades, and he charged straight towards Gion, skimming along the ground.

"Peaceful Snow - Muscle Knife!"

Bite!

The Kompira was held horizontally in front of him, steadily blocking the ice blade.

Just as Monet was about to retreat after melting into the snow, Gion's left hand, clad in Armament Haki, had already gripped her wrist.

"What?!"

Monet opened his mouth and exhaled a burst of cold air.

Gion turned her head to avoid it, and the hilt of her right sword slammed into her shoulder.

"Well!"

Gion released her grip, and Monet staggered back two steps.

But their escape route had already been blocked by the Marines.

Swish!

Kompira stopped in front of Monet's throat.

"Shall we continue?"

Monet gritted his teeth and didn't move.

"I only want to see Sugar."

"Then come with me."

Gion sheathed his sword.

"Cuff him."

Two Marines stepped forward.

Monet glanced at the merchant ship that was already under control, but ultimately did not resist.

The day Ron returned to headquarters.

Marineford, special detention cell.

Sugar has been approved for temporary transfer from Impel Down to undergo further investigation.

"Damn Ron! Damn Ron!"

Sugar sat in the chair with her cheeks puffed out. The Seastone Handcuffs made her wrists ache, and she even had trouble reaching for the grapes on the table.

"Once I get out of here, I'll turn you all into toys!"

Click.

The door was pushed open.

"Sugar!"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Sugar abruptly raised her head, her eyes lighting up instantly.

"Elder sister?!"

Monet was brought in by the Marines, with the same kind of shackles on his wrists.

Sugar immediately jumped up from the chair, nearly tripping over the chair leg in her haste.

Monet quickly stepped forward to catch her and hugged his sister tightly.

"Sister! I knew you would come to save me!"

"Fool..."

Monet's voice was hoarse, and his hands holding her trembled slightly.

"Where is the young master? When did he bring his men to attack?"

Monet remained silent for a moment.

"Sugar, Doflamingo has been defeated."

"I know! He's probably just been locked up temporarily!"

Sugar tilted his head back, looking completely confident.

"We're waiting for him to come and rescue us!"

"He's already stuck on Level 6 of Impel Down, how can he be saved?"

A casual voice came from the doorway.

Vice Admiral Tsuru walked in, followed by Ron, who was still flipping through Monet's files.

You bastard!

Sugar gets furious the moment she sees Ron.

"Give our young master back to us!"

Ron glanced at her.

"You've already joined Hanafuda and Jack at a game of Dou Dizhu, and you're still waiting for him to pick you up?"

"Shut up!"

Sugar struggled to rush over, but her legs gave way and Monet pulled her back into his arms.

Crane took the document from Ron and said calmly, "Alright, stop teasing the child."

"Grandma Crane, I'll leave these two to you."

Ron smiled and stepped aside.

Sugar immediately became alert. "What do you mean, 'give it to her'? What are you planning to do?!"

"Wash-Wash Fruit."

The crane raised its hand.

Before the two sisters could react, their bodies suddenly unfolded like a wet cloth, and all their strength vanished instantly.

"Oh no! Sister! Why have I gotten thinner?!"

"Sugar, don't move!"

"I can't move at all!"

Crane moved with practiced ease, lifting the two people as if they were two pieces of clothing, putting them into a basin of water to rub and wash them, then taking them out to hang them on the clothes rack behind her.

"Ron! You're still laughing?!"

Monet was both ashamed and angry.

Ron, leaning against the doorframe, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably, laughed, "Haha! Granny Crane, if you used that ability on Impel Down, it would save you so much trouble!"

He glanced at him sideways. "You want to try too?"

"No, no, I'm perfectly clean."

Before long, the two sisters returned to normal and slumped into the chairs.

"Ron! You..."

Sugar was about to scold him when she suddenly stopped.

For some reason, she thought of those people she had turned into toys in the past.

Some people cried and begged her to let them go home.

She found it annoying and ignored it completely.

"Elder sister..."

Sugar looked down at her hands.

"Have we done a lot of bad things in the past?"

Monet paused for a moment.

She had compiled many of Caesar's experimental records, and she actually knew everything written in them.

I just never wanted to think about it before.

"... yes."

Monet remained silent for a moment before finally speaking.

"Even though I knew it was wrong, I still did some things for them."

"What should we do then?"

"First, make sure everything that needs to be explained is explained clearly."

Monet held his sister's hand.

Don't do those things again.

Sugar didn't talk back this time.

The crane looked at the two of them without saying a word.

She knew that Wash-Wash Fruit could only temporarily put aside the evil thoughts in one's heart.

As for what they do next, that's up to them.

Afternoon, at the headquarters' women's training ground.

Gion, holding the Kompira, was reviewing the Recruits ' training records.

Crane walked over with Monet and Sugar, with Ron following beside them.

"Gion, I'm bringing you two people who will require some effort to discipline in the future."

Gion, recognizing the newcomers, raised an eyebrow. "Sister Tsuru, they're from the Donquixote Family."

"You really intend to keep them?"

"Take a look at this first."

Crane handed over a file.

Gion turned a few pages.

"Sugar... is only twelve years old?"

"Um."

The crane looked at the two sisters.

"They suffered a lot when they were young, and it was Doflamingo who saved them, which is how they got to where they are today."

"Monet was primarily responsible for Caesar's experimental data. After Sugar was captured, those who had been turned into toys were all restored."

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"No evidence was found that they directly caused serious injuries or deaths?"

"Not at present."

The crane shook its head.

"But forcing others to work, to do things for Caesar, these things must be investigated thoroughly."

"I see."

Gion closed the file.

So you want to give them a chance?

"Let them undergo investigation first."

The crane glanced at the Sugar.

"If you truly meet the requirements later, we'll consider assigning you here."

"Can."

Gion nodded.

"However, training is training, and the past cannot be erased."

She looked at Monet: "Your Snow-Snow Fruit is very valuable, but the things you did for the family in the past also need to be accounted for, one by one."

Monet nodded. "I understand. I'll accept anything as long as Sugar and I get a chance to make amends."

"Elder sister!"

Sugar immediately panicked.

"I don't want to be a navy officer!"

Ron casually added from the side, "Then let's keep them handcuffed. There are empty seats in Impel Down anyway."

The Sugar choked immediately.

"... I'll think about it!"

Gion couldn't help but chuckle.

Ron's smile faded, and he said seriously, "Monet is alright, but this girl's abilities are too dangerous."

"Even if I can participate in training one day, I can't just pick the Seastone casually."

Gion nodded.

"I understand that."

"No one can remove her handcuffs without my permission."

Sugar was unhappy.

"Is it really appropriate for you to discuss this in front of me?!"

"Do you still want to eat those grapes?"

Sugar paused for two seconds, then her voice trailed off. "... I want to."

"If you want to eat, then behave yourself first."

Sugar turned her face away angrily, but secretly tightened her grip on her sister's hand.

Monet gently squeezed her hand back.

Gion looked at the two sisters and shook her head with a smile.

"These two are really a handful."

Crane laughed too, "That's why you need someone to teach you."