A week later.
Marine Headquarters, Marineford.
"A nineteen-year-old rear admiral, your record probably won't be broken by anyone!" Fleet Admiral Kong said, patting Longinus on the shoulder with emotion after promoting him.
"I actually really hope someone can break this record. The stronger the newcomers, doesn't that just show how much more prosperous our Marines are?" Longinus laughed.
"But the fact of the matter is quite the opposite. For the batches after you, let alone appearing with a newcomer who can surpass you, even maintaining the average standard of the training camp is not an easy task." Sengoku sighed while covering his forehead.
"Things like this are completely normal!" Garp said, crunching on a rice cracker. "Just like the batches after Sakazuki and the others, aside from Kuzan, no other dazzling figures appeared."
"Regardless, you should find some time to visit the training camp over there." Displaying a rare lack of bickering with Garp, Sengoku said to Longinus, "Give those little guys a proper lesson!"
"Yes! I will."
"You can take this vacation to travel to various places and relax. After all, working under Borsalino definitely wasn't easy, right?" Kong teased.
"As for that, I've already made my plans."
After the promotion ceremony concluded, Longinus caught up to Garp. "Vice Admiral Garp, I have some matters I'd like to discuss with you alone."
"Aha?" Garp was startled, and then his eyes suddenly brightened. "Oh! You must want to experience old man's deep love once again, right!"
Seeing that Garp's sandbag-sized fist was already raised, Longinus quickly whispered, "I ran into Dragon-senpai this time when I came back!"
"That little bastard?" Garp muttered softly, lowering his iron fist. "Come on, let's go to my place."
Longinus followed the certain "old bastard" to his dog-head house.
"Speak, what message did that little