"That brat! I could tell back then that he was no decent person! Would a decent person pick his nails at work? Could someone who picked his nails at work possibly be decent? Sure enough... the moment he left Navy Headquarters, he dared to forge documents. What will he dare to forge next? I can't even imagine it!"
"..."
Please stop talking, Vice Admiral Garp~!
The corner of Borsalino's mouth twitched in that distinctive way as he looked at Vice Admiral Garp, who was eating donuts while gloating.
Picking his nails meant he wasn't a decent person?
Then what did snacking during meetings make you?
Of course~
That wasn't all.
The other former Navy Headquarters officers who had come along with Teacher Zephyr, Vice Admiral Garp, and Kuzan were also looking at him with expressions full of sentiment, melancholy, and complicated emotions.
Except.
There seemed to be a faint trace of gloating mixed in there too?
"A dignified Marine Admiral has started forging documents?"
"Isn't that a slap in Navy Headquarters' face? How awful would it look if word got out~?"
"Admiral Kizaru isn't that kind of person. He must have been forced into it!"
"What do you mean, forced into it?"
"I heard that without the proper papers, he'd only be able to work as an intern. The job would be hard, and the pay would be low, so..."
"That really does sound like something Admiral Kizaru would do!"
"..."
Borsalino watched his former colleagues whisper among themselves, and his eyelid twitched again.
These guys...
Could they all have come here specifically to watch him make a fool of himself?
Couldn't they see that Teacher Zephyr, who had merely been disappointed in him at first, had now gone even darker in the face?
But from what they were saying...