Momonga: Kajiki, Why Don't You Go Back to Gotham? Batman Said He Won't Hit You Anymore!
As the commander of the G-5 Marine Base, Ortolan naturally owned his own separate property, a large mansion even larger than the Marineford Courtyard.
Rouge and Robin were carrying the luggage into the house when Ortolan rushed over.
Upon seeing the two of them, he quickly stepped forward, took the luggage from Rouge's hands, and then asked curiously, "Why are you here?"
Rouge had a gentle smile on her face and looked at Ortolan with her eyes full of affection. "You haven't been back to headquarters for a long time. We all missed you, so we came."
Ortolan????
No, madam, you're making it easy for me to misunderstand!
After saying this, Rouge blushed slightly with embarrassment, then, not daring to meet Ortolan's gaze any longer, she quickly went inside.
Ortolan's house was very large, and the furniture was very high-end, but the place was filled with a cold and messy feeling, as if Ortolan never considered this place his home, but it was just a place to live, like a hotel.
The clothes that Shang had just washed were scattered all over the sofa, there were some unwashed dishes on the table, several newspapers of unknown origin were scattered on the floor, and the ashtray was almost full of cigarette butts.
This scene made Ortolan slightly embarrassed. He rubbed his nose and said, "Ahem, I was a bit busy at the time, and I was very tired when I got back, so..."
Rouge didn't even let Ortolan finish speaking, shaking her head with a smile and saying, "We knew you wouldn't be able to take care of yourself here, that's why we came. Don't worry, leave everything to me from now on..."
Before Ortolan could say anything more, Rouge naturally went to the sofa and gathered up Ortolan's dirty clothes and even his smelly socks, preparing to wash them all for him later.
Robin, who was standing nearby, quickly stepped forward to help, cleaning up the tableware that had been piled up on the table for who knows how long, as well as the newspapers on the floor and the cigarette butts in the ashtray.
Ortolan wanted to help, but before he could move, Rouge said, "You can just help us take care of the kids for now."
Ace is now a little over three years old and is playing by himself in the yard outside.
After Ortolan left the house, Ace seemed to hear the noise, turned around and looked at Ortolan. Then, a joyful smile appeared on his cute little face. He stretched out his hand and wobbled towards Ortolan, calling out indistinctly as he ran, "Daddy... Daddy..."
This really surprised Ortolan, since he had basically not been involved in Ace's growth. He didn't expect that Ace would recognize him and call him "Dad".
He didn't know that back at Marine Headquarters, Rouge often looked at photos of Ortolan and taught Ace how to use those names. Ace was intelligent from a young age, so he could easily recognize Ortolan from the photos.
Furthermore, this kid has a very outgoing personality, so he wouldn't be timid at all.
Little Ace was already very cute, and when he wobbled over, calling out "Daddy" and such, it melted Ortolan's heart. He smiled, reached out, and hugged Ace tightly, teasingly saying, "Daddy's here, did you miss Daddy?"
"I want to~" Ace replied softly, pinching and squeezing Ortolan's cheeks.
Meanwhile, at the base's apartment building, Momonga and Gion were leading Smoker to his apartment.
"These are all old buildings from the old G-5 base. The conditions aren't that great, but you can stay here for now. We're planning to build a new residential area here at G-5. Once this residential area is replanned and completed, officers of the rank of colonel and above will all have their own homes, instead of all being crammed into this apartment building." Momonga was still very kind-hearted, patting Smoker on the shoulder and saying with a smile.
Smoker, however, didn't care about any of that and said frankly, "I don't care about accommodations, I can accept anything. Momonga- senpai, as the frontline Marines, are the battles very intense? When do I go on a mission?"
"Don't rush. Most of the task of eliminating pirates here is in the hands of Yixiao and Kajiki. Judging by the time, Kajiki should be back soon. When he comes back, you can ask him about this. But everything has to wait until Ortolan meets with you..." the Momonga said.
No sooner had he finished speaking than he heard someone chasing after him from behind, shouting. The Momonga turned around and saw that guy Kajiki.
He said with some surprise, "Look, he came as soon as I mentioned him."
Tokikake had just disembarked from the warship, and as soon as he got off, he heard rumors from the Marines in the port that the base commander's wife had brought the children to visit him.
This immediately Tokikake up Jiaji. "Ortolan's wife is here? Then my chance has come!"
Gion must be furious right now, right? At a time like this, if I just make a slight move, I can easily take down Gion!?
So after inquiring about Gion's whereabouts, Tokikake quickly came here to check on Gion.
He jogged over to Momonga, Tokikake stopped, glanced at Gion's back—who was standing ahead with her head down, radiating a Gion and oppressive aura—and then at Smoker before saying, "Momonga, I heard Rouge is here?"
"Hmm, tsk tsk, you're a little late. If you had arrived half an hour earlier, you could have witnessed a scene of carnage at the port, the duel between Gion and Rouge... Hey, you know what, even though Rouge seems like she's completely defenseless, she's incredibly fierce when facing Gion!" Momonga said to Tokikake with an air of anticipation.
It was also from the Momonga that Tokikake got the accurate answer: Ortolan's wife really did come!!!
Looking at the low-pressure atmosphere emanating from Gion who was leading the way, Tokikake his chest and raised his head, saying, "That scumbag Ortolan is finally going to get his comeuppance. And I, the most devoted man in the Marine Headquarters, should step forward at this time to comfort Gion's wounded heart and let her understand who the real good man is and who the right choice she should make is!"
Upon hearing this, the Momonga quickly grabbed Jiaji Tokikake, "No, brother, haven't you looked in a mirror in all these years?"
"What do you mean? Do you think I'm ugly?" Tokikake glared at the Momonga, somewhat annoyed, then looked at Smoker and said, "Kid, you say something, am I handsome or not?"
Smoker?
Is this the kind of topic I, as a newcomer, should participate in?
However, Tokikake the pressure of Kake's gaze, Smoker's face twitched slightly before he spoke, "Handsome... not so obviously handsome, Tokikake- senpai."
"Little Shuai is handsome too!" Jiaji Tokikake tossed his head, ran his hand through his hair, and then walked ahead with his head held high, quickly reaching Gion's side.
However, it was obvious that Gion was in a bad mood. After noticing Tokikake, she said in an annoyed tone, "I'm warning you, don't bother me, Tokikake!"
Tokikake seemed oblivious to the atmosphere, letting out a soft sigh and saying, "I've heard about what happened today, Gion. Why are you so fixated on Ortolan? That guy isn't worth it!"
"Are you worth it?" Gion Tokikake, clearly annoyed.
"That's right, I'm absolutely worth it!" Tokikake patted his chest and said, "Compared to that scumbag Ortolan, I'm just..."
Before Kakei could Tokikake speaking, Gion glared angrily at Tokikake, "Tokikake, I won't allow you to talk about him like that!"
Tokikake?
Upon hearing the commotion, the Momonga behind him couldn't stop laughing. He braced himself against the wall with one hand and kept pounding on it with the other.
"Hahahaha..." The Momonga finally couldn't hold back its laughter.
Upon hearing the commotion, Gion glared at the Momonga again, then said irritably, "Don't bother me!"
Then, she quickened her pace and left the place swiftly.
"Really, Tokikake, why don't you Gotham? Batman said he won't hit you anymore..." the Momonga called out, laughing so hard he was convulsing.
The man in front of Tokikake, his face stiff, muttered under his breath, "Stop using stories from the Ortolan Chronicles to tease me!"
Smoker, watching this scene from the side, felt a mixture of amusement and relief. He had a feeling that the atmosphere at G-5 was indeed more open than at headquarters, which he liked!