"Hello, Saint Nusjuro."
"Can't get in touch with Lord Imu?"
"My apologies, Lord Imu isn't on the Ark."
"Where did he go? How would I know?"
"You'd like Lord Imu to open another 'Star Gate'?"
"No problem. I've noted it down. Once Lord Imu returns, I'll pass it on."
Just as Stussy was about to place the receiver back on the Den Den Mushi's shell, it started ringing again.
"Is this Secretary Stussy?"
The moment she heard the voice and saw the expression mimicked by the Den Den Mushi—
Stussy immediately identified the caller and smiled. "Martial God Garp, what can I do for you?"
In Impel Down, Garp held the little boy in his arms.
With Boros standing before him, he spoke into the receiver.
"Lord Imu's Den Den Mushi can't be reached, so I wanted to ask whether he's on the Ark!"
"He isn't. If there's anything you need, you can tell me first, and I'll relay it to Lord Imu later."
Garp felt helpless upon hearing that, but he could only follow Stussy's suggestion.
"Fine. Then tell Lord Imu that Boros is willing to join the World Government, but he wants to meet with Lord Imu and have a talk."
Stussy nodded. "Mm-hm, got it. I've written it down. Is there anything else?"
"No."
"Alright, goodbye."
Sitting cross-legged in the cell, Garp stared speechlessly at the Den Den Mushi, which shut its eyes with a plop.
Stussy really didn't stand on ceremony at all. He was a Martial God, after all.
"Grandpa Garp, are you... really that strong?"
Masato Hiraga looked up at Garp in confusion.
"Pwahahahaha!"
Garp threw back his head and roared with laughter. "I'm a Martial God, of course I'm incredibly strong!"
Masato Hiraga asked expectantly, "Then can you get Mom and Dad out