Koushirou recovered his wits, pulled a wanted poster from his robe, and handed it to Naruto.
"Lord Naruto, you had better take a look yourself."
Naruto took the wanted poster.
A blurred portrait was printed on the paper, featuring black hair and black eyes, holding a red fishing rod in one hand.
Below the portrait was his name.
In the bounty amount column, five hundred million was written.
"A wanted poster, is it?"
Naruto glanced at the bounty with little expression: "Stealing someone else's Devil Fruit and altering a Marine lieutenant commander's memories."
"It must be that fellow Bartolomeo."
He flipped the wanted poster over and examined it, the corners of his mouth curving slightly upward.
"To find out so quickly that I controlled Tobias, it seems the Marines are truly full of capable people."
There was not the slightest tension in his tone.
If he was exposed, he was exposed.
The things he was going to do afterward would sooner or later shock this world.
A little earlier or a little later made no difference.
Still, now that this wanted poster was out, it let him experience one of this world's specialties as well.
"Thanks a lot, Dojo Master."
Then Naruto spoke slowly:
"It is about time to leave."
"Lord Naruto, you are leaving?"
Koushirou was somewhat startled.
With the whole world searching for him right now, he was just going to leave like this?
"Um... God..."
At that moment, Kuina, who had remained silent all this while, spoke up.
Her voice was not loud, carrying hesitation, but her eyes remained fixed on Naruto.
Naruto was stunned, then gave a soft, amused laugh:
"Kuina, is it? Just call me Naruto."
"Senior Naruto."
Hearing that, Kuina hurriedly corrected herself: "Where are you going next?"
"To see the scenery of this