Little Crocodile and the Idiot Little Brother!

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.

The Water 7 shimmered in the morning light, its waterways crisscrossing and its towers standing tall, as dazzling and orderly as ever.

Franky stood quietly in the shadow of an old tower, gazing at the distant city hall platform through layers of people and sunlight.

On the stage, Iceburg, dressed in a white formal suit, was escorted onto the platform, his face displaying just the right amount of confidence and composure as he accepted the cheers and blessings from the citizens.

Flags fluttered around them, and citizens waved handkerchiefs and scattered flower petals, creating a grand and heartwarming scene.

"That's... good."

Franky murmured softly, a satisfied smile curving his lips, his shadow stretched long by the light.

"This city is now in your hands."

There was no applause, no farewell. He simply turned quietly, his back to the light.

They left cleanly and decisively, without a trace of regret.

Abandoned Shipyard

The old sliding door creaked open, and a sliver of light streamed in through the crack.

Franky stepped into the familiar dock, expecting it to still be the same battle-scarred and chaotic scene as last night.

But the scene before him made him pause slightly in surprise—

The Square-Head Sisters, Zanbai, and all the other members of the Franky Family were already fully prepared, backpacks, tools, and simple food packages all ready, standing neatly in the center of the empty deck like a fleet waiting to set sail.

Although their clothes were still rough and tattered, every face shone with unwavering determination.

"Boss!"

We're ready!

Wherever you go, we'll go with you!

We didn't stay for the city... we stayed for you.

In those eyes, there was no hesitation, no fear, only heartfelt Trust and choice.

In that instant, Franky felt as if a wave of heat had struck his chest; his nose stung slightly, but he suddenly grinned and burst into laughter.

"Ha ha!!"

"SUPER--! Let's go!!"

"Prepare for a truly earth-shattering event for the world!!"

He raised his arms and shouted, the mechanical arm creaking as if warming up the engine for a new journey!

"Oh--!"

A roar of cheers erupted, and everyone responded in unison, the sound so loud that the roof of the dock trembled slightly.

Outside the dock, under the sunlight

A squad of elite guards in black uniforms were already lined up and waiting for orders.

Their expressions were serious, their steps were synchronized, demonstrating their discipline and combat readiness.

The Guard Unit Captain, a middle-aged man, stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Franky."

We will escort you and your team directly to the designated location.

Everything is arranged perfectly along the way; no one will disturb your journey.

Franky squinted at him for a moment, then nodded silently, a knowing glint in his eyes.

No further questions were asked, nor was further explanation necessary.

This arrangement of a "quiet farewell" is the greatest Trust.

He took a deep breath, turned around and looked at his comrades who were still waiting for his orders, a fanatical smile spreading across his face!

"Hey, you little guys!"

"Let's go!!"

"Oh--!"

Cheers erupted again!

With the Guard Unit clearing the way, Franky and his companions, carrying tools on their shoulders and ideals on their backs, embarked on a journey to New World.

Their shadows stretched long in the sunlight, gradually receding into the distance.

Only laughter remains, still echoing in the winds of Water 7.

Franky didn't turn around, but whispered to the sea breeze, "Teacher Tom..."

This time, I won't run away anymore.

"I will use the iron and fire I forge to protect dreams and to protect people."

"I want to change the world in my own way!"

The waves surged, as if in response to his vow.

Meanwhile, the Grand Line Paradise Route

Sunlight spills across the azure sea, creating shimmering waves. A gentle sea breeze caresses the face as a small Warship cuts through the waves, its stern kicking up white spray.

On the deck, a uniquely shaped "departure scene" is unfolding --

Roy lounged on a sun lounger, dressed in a loose beach shirt and floral pants, sunglasses covering half his face, one hand holding a chilled juice, the other behind his head, exuding a vacation vibe.

Ah, this is life!

No wonder Uncle Kizaru is always slacking off!

He stretched lazily, as if he weren't on a mission, but rather a wealthy young man returning from a vacation in Sabaody.

On the other side of the deck in the distance, Ace was doing high-intensity weight training.

Under the blazing sun, his upper body was bare, his strong muscles gleaming healthily in the mingling of sweat and sunlight. His arms were strapped with training sandbags, and his feet dragged heavy iron balls as he continued to do squats and push-ups.

"9998...9999...10000--!"

He landed steadily, his breathing rapid but not disordered, clearly already accustomed to this hellish training.

After training, Ace wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel as he walked toward Roy.

"Ugh... I'm exhausted."

He sat on a sun lounger, gazing up at the endless horizon, and casually asked, "Roy, what are we going to Alabasta for this time?"

Roy, too lazy to open his eyes, gently swirled the ice in his juice glass and smiled faintly, "There's a 'little crocodile' over there; it's been making quite a stir lately."

"By the way... there's another talented person I need to go check on in person."

"..."

Ace's expression froze for a moment, and it took him a while to come to his senses. "Little Crocodile... you mean that Shichibukai —Ku..."

Before he could finish speaking, Roy threw a juice ice cube at him, hitting him squarely on the forehead.

Shh, don't shout!

"We're on 'vacation,' understand?"

Ace rubbed his forehead and muttered, "Fine... whatever makes you happy."

He slumped in his chair, catching his breath. Suddenly, as if remembering something terrifying, his expression changed visibly. He glanced at Roy and cautiously began, "By the way, Roy..."

"Is it really a good idea to put Luffy at... G3 base?"

"Just before we left today, he asked me, 'Does G3 include meals?'"

Ace's voice grew softer and softer until he finally covered his face and sighed.

"I can already picture him getting utterly thrashed over there..."

Upon hearing this, Roy chuckled, finally removing his sunglasses to reveal a smug look on his face. "Haha! Who told him to never pay attention in class?"

"I clearly arranged a series of lectures on 'Basic Knowledge for New Recruits,' but he didn't attend a single one!"

"If he had even once memorized a map of the Marine Bases, things wouldn't have turned out so badly for him today."

"G3 isn't a kindergarten... Let him experience it for himself, what 'survival training' really means."

"Experience teaches us a lesson, and we'll learn it in one go!"

After listening, Ace remained silent for a long time, then lowered his head to wipe the remaining sweat from his forehead, his lips twitching slightly. "... Silly little brother, I hope you can make it through the first three days this time."

"If we can successfully survive for three more days... then we might be able to last a full year..."

"Well, it really can only be 'possibly'..."

He silently lit three candles for Luffy in his heart.

A gentle sea breeze caressed the Warship as it sailed steadily along the Grand Line. Sunlight bathed the two figures, one still and one in motion, one a carefree slacker and the other a seasoned veteran. The mission had not yet begun, but the gears of fate had already quietly turned.

G-3 Marine Branch - Harbor

A sea breeze blew by, sunlight streamed down, and a small Warship slowly approached the shore, settling steadily into the exclusive naval port of G3 base.

Thump!

A figure leaped gracefully off the deck, landing with a clean and swift motion!

He was a teenager.

He had a wide smile on his face, and his eyes shone with a fearless light.

"Heh heh! Here I come!!"

Thirteen-year-old Monkey D. Luffy, hands on his hips, stood atop a high point in the Harbor, proudly shouting, "G3 Base! It's just a year-long internship!"

"Watch me blast every single Pirate that passes by this area away within this year!! Wahahaha!"

He excitedly jumped around twice on the spot by the Harbor, then patted his stomach and muttered to himself, "But... I should go to the canteen and get something to eat first!"

"I heard they have huge steaks here!"

Just as he was about to stride towards the main road of the base—

Out of the corner of my eye.

He suddenly spotted a figure leaning against a pillar not far away, dressed in a beige suit, wearing a deep hat with a low brim, a sword slung across his left side, and a brown leather belt at his waist.

That aura, that posture, that sword...

"Well...?!"

Luffy's smile froze instantly.

He stopped in his tracks, cold sweat slowly beading on his forehead, his hand trembling as he pointed at the man, stammering, "Bo... Boga... Bogard?!"

The man slowly raised his head, revealing the lines of a barely suppressed smile at the corners of his mouth. His eyes, hidden beneath the brim of his hat, seemed to be both trying to hold back laughter and expressing pity.

A slight smirk played on his lips, his tone gentle yet tinged with mockery. "Long time no see, Luffy."

Luffy's eyes began to scan his surroundings frantically, as if he realized something terrible was about to happen, and his nerves finally reconnected to reality:

"You... if you're here, that means—"

Before he could finish speaking, an irresistible sense of oppression suddenly came from behind him.

"Boom!"

A shadow, thick enough to cover the sky, silently descended from behind him.

A hand, as big as a washbasin, suddenly covered his entire head, lifting him off the ground like a chick.

"Goo?!"

"Click--"

The boy's neck slowly turned his head as if by magic.

Then he saw it--

That familiar, nightmarish face:

Luffy ~♪

Garp grinned, revealing a set of perfectly white teeth, his smile as warm as a spring breeze, yet sending chills down one's spine. "Ready to spend a wonderful year with your dearest grandfather?"

"Hey-hey--!"

"Chicken... chicken... Grandpa?!!"

Luffy's eyes bulged out, his mouth was agape, and his gaze lost its luster for a moment, as if his soul had left his body after realizing the darkness of his fate!

The seagulls in the Harbor were startled by his screams and began to circle around him.

This year-

G3 started in hell.

A passionate young man with dreams officially enters the Demon Training Camp - a special reality episode.