Bang!
Queen sprawled flat on his back amid the crowd, disbelief filling his eyes as he stared at Franky again.
Sky-blue cropped hair, thick, short lower eyelashes...
"It really is you, you little brat!!"
Long-buried memories surged into Queen's mind. He cried out in shock, then saw that Franky wore nothing but a thin pair of swim trunks below the waist and slapped his forehead in frustration.
He should have recognized him sooner. There were simply too many people on his crew who loved pulling ridiculous stunts; wearing underwear on the outside was considered conservative among the Beast Pirates.
"Q-Queen-sama."
"What's going on?"
"Who is this guy to Queen-sama?"
The pirates around them shifted restlessly and could not help speaking up.
"Ah, this guy..."
Queen propped himself up on one elbow and hauled his fat body to his feet. He stared deeply at Franky, his throat bobbing.
"He's my son."
"Huh?"
"Son?!!"
After a moment of stunned silence, the row of pirates behind Queen gaped so wide their jaws practically hit the ground.
"So you finally remembered, you old bastard who threw me into a junkyard."
"As for being your son, I sure as hell don't want to admit I have a bastard father like you."
Franky wrapped one hand around his fist and clenched it, grinning. Yet there was no real anger in his expression.
"What!"
"Is that true, Queen-sama?!"
"You threw your young son into a garbage cart and left him to fend for himself!"
Hearing that, the surrounding pirates all looked at Queen in shock, with more than a little contempt mixed in.
While everyone else nearby was fighting for their lives, they had already started watching the drama unfold.
"What the hell do you know, you little brat! The World Government had its eyes on me