Momousagi, Chaton

Atop the Red Line, Carlos emerged from a spatial vortex, dressed in a fitted sky-blue suit, sea-blue shirt, and a blue-striped tie, black alligator leather boots on his feet, and a blood-red cloud black trench coat with gold thread trimming.

Carlos stood at the edge of a cliff, gazing out. His black hair, tie, and trench coat fluttered in the wind, the blood-red clouds on his coat swirling. Below his feet, white clouds drifted. Even with Carlos's eyesight, he couldn't see the bottom; in the distance, only a vast blue ocean was visible.

His ocular power surged, and a spatial vortex appeared in his right eye. A green sake bottle, a pack of cigarettes, and a silver lighter dropped into Carlos's hand from the vortex. He lit a cigarette, opened the bottle, and turned to leave, leaving behind a faint scent of smoke and the freshness of bamboo in the air.

After finishing a cigarette and a bottle of sake brewed with green bamboo, Carlos activated his ocular power again, repeatedly using Kamui for spatial displacement towards the general direction of Marineford...

The Kamui ability consumes a considerable amount of ocular power, so Carlos dared not use it recklessly for spatial displacement. If his ocular power ran out, it would be troublesome.

His physical strength was manageable, but the mental energy that formed his ocular power required a longer time to recover. This was the location of Mary Geoise, the Holy Land, surrounded by many organizations, such as the Army, which belonged to the World Government, and the World Government itself.

What if he accidentally stumbled upon them? That would be terrible.

This was also why Carlos didn't dare to use Kamui for spatial displacement without restraint. He always had to reserve some ocular power to make a quick getaway.

The Red Line was vast. Though it seemed insignificant on a map, the environment on this continent was excellent, especially near Mary Geoise. There were countless forests, towering mountains, and rivers, making it a good place for humans to live.

Relying on his powerful perception and a good dose of luck, Carlos didn't accidentally end up in any strange places. He took a break along the way, taking out the delicious food Kelly had made for him and eating heartily. After replenishing his ocular power, he set off again.

To be honest, Uchihа Madara's Mangekyo Sharingan was incredibly convenient, practically a must-have for any traveler. Everything Carlos needed was stored in the Kamui dimension, and he could retrieve it whenever he wanted. It was incredibly convenient.

Of course, he couldn't store too much food, as food also spoiled in the Kamui dimension.

After eating and resting, he continued his journey. Leaving the Red Line, Carlos soon spotted a bustling town. Based on the map and his knowledge of the One Piece world, this should be where the families of the Marine Headquarters personnel lived, the area behind Marineford.

Of course, the families of Marine Headquarters officers alone wouldn't form such a prosperous town. There were others as well. Those who could live in this town were somewhat influential and relatively wealthy.

Living here meant being far from most of the world's threats, with the security provided by Marine Headquarters. Many civilians in the world wanted to move here.

Carlos smiled and silently appeared in the town. Oh, and speaking of which, Carlos's height had been increasing rapidly recently; he was now almost 1.8 meters tall, which was considered tall for his age among humans.

Carlos, with a cigarette with a white filter in his mouth, walked out of a secluded alley, curiously observing the town...

If he remembered correctly, Golden Lion Shiki had stormed Marine Headquarters alone exactly one week before Roger's execution. His spirit was awe-inspiring, his roar shaking the world, but he was too impulsive. He should have at least brought all his subordinates. What a pity.

The commotion after Golden Lion arrived at Marine Headquarters should be clearly perceptible. Therefore, before that, he wanted to have some fun here. Once the Great Pirate Era began, he expected to be very busy. He had been in seclusion for so long; it was time to relax.

Hmm... Where should I go to relax...

Carlos walked through the orderly and square town, looking around for anything good to eat or fun to do.

The streets were bustling with people. Such a prosperous town would have plenty of good food and entertainment. Carlos accepted everything, pulling out Berries from his inner pocket with a rather dashing pose, letting banknotes flow like water.

Between good food and fun, Carlos preferred good food, spending more money on eating.

Carlos, with a handful of golden-brown, spice-covered, extremely spicy grilled baby octopuses in his left hand, and a bottle of ice-cold, fragrant rice wine in his right, walked down the street with a smile and an arrogant stride, taking bites from each. His stylish clothing and handsome face attracted many envious glances on the street.

Suddenly, Carlos noticed a crowd gathered at a crossroads ahead. His heart stirred, knowing there was a spectacle to witness, and he quickly ran over. He found someone proposing, and the man and woman in the center looked somewhat familiar.

The woman, wearing a Justice cloak over her attire, appeared to be around twenty years old. She wore a red jacket over a black short skirt, with a spider tattoo on her left thigh. Her black hair was tied into a bun, with two long strands of hair falling on either side of her light red eyes. Her face was delicate and refined, with a mole on her jawline and blue pearl earrings. A long sword hung from her waist. Her appearance was a perfect blend of delicate beauty, charm, and heroic spirit—she could be called a peerless beauty!

Perhaps there were many people in this world who were as beautiful as her, but this woman's unique aura was truly special, something most women couldn't match.

The man beside her was shorter than the woman. He wore a colorful shirt and beige shorts. His appearance was truly hard to describe; one could only say that among human faces, finding someone who looked more vulgar than him would be difficult...

"Beautiful Ms. Gion, this is my fifty-sixth confession. I like you, I love you, please accept me and be my girlfriend!" the man exclaimed, holding roses and kneeling on the street, a slightly creased cigarette in his mouth, his eyes showing hints of hearts.

"No!" Gion, the woman known as Momousagi in the original story and a candidate for Admiral, replied coldly. With that, she moved her slender legs and strode away.

"Ah... I won't give up..." the man, known as Chaton, cried out mournfully. Although his cry was pathetic, he didn't seem sad or dejected. He got up, bit down on his cigarette, and left unhurriedly.

Tsk tsk... Carlos watched from the side while eating, completely engrossed. He could only say it was a great appetizer, enough for him to eat another handful of grilled baby octopuses!

It was no wonder he couldn't win over girls looking like that. Cough... Although he didn't know how to pursue girls either... He firmly believed that "simp and simp, until you have nothing left!"

What nonsense about "simp, simp, having everything." Even if you finally win them over, the risks are huge. How do you know you're not just a stepping stone?

You might even be cuckolded in the future. The thought alone was terrifying...

So, stop simping. Act normally. Eat some barbecue like grilled baby octopus, have some wine, isn't that more appealing?

Carlos watched Momousagi's pleasing figure walk away. This woman truly had beauty, a great figure, strength, and status!

Looking at the epaulets and tassels on the Marine Justice cloak, it was clear that despite her young age, her rank was already Rear Admiral. She truly lived up to being an Admiral candidate. Although she didn't ultimately become an Admiral, she was indeed outstanding!

Many eyes on the street were fixed on Momousagi. Momousagi had been accustomed to being watched since childhood, and Carlos was looking at her with admiration. Therefore, Momousagi didn't pay much attention to him and passed by in a flash.

With Roger arrested, Marine Headquarters was under extremely strict guard. Momousagi had just finished her shift and wanted to go home, take a bath, relax, and then go find her close friend Sister Tsuru. She wouldn't have paid attention to anything else