"From that look on your face, you seem to remember what happened that day," Ron teased. The more he looked at Golden Lion's defeated expression, the more absurd it seemed.
Golden Lion slowly pulled himself out of those memories. His gaze settled on Ron's face and darkened for a moment before he spoke. "I remember. I remember everything. Come to think of it, we still have a score to settle, don't we? You really screwed me over back then."
"Me?"
Ron's tone was calm. "Don't slander me. I'm not that kind of person."
"Who told me the Devil Fruit was on that monster that was neither human nor ghost?" Golden Lion raised his voice considerably and leaned forward.
"Weren't you the one who asked me? As your crewmate, was I supposed to ignore you?" Ron countered.
Golden Lion froze for a moment. He opened his mouth, seemingly running that conversation through his head again, then switched to another accusation. "Then what was the meaning of throwing me in front of that monster that was neither human nor ghost afterward?"
"As everyone knows, that was your idea too. I did warn you."
"I can vouch for that," Kaido immediately chimed in.
Golden Lion paused. What the hell? Why does something feel off? Clearly, I was the victim. So why does hearing it like this make me sound like an idiot who brought it on himself?
Then Golden Lion frowned and soon found grounds to strike back. "Hold on. Why was I with you in the first place? Don't you know perfectly well, Ron?"
"Of course I do. It was because the King of the World was hunting you down. Since we were on the same crew, I lent you a hand and saved you," Ron said earnestly, looking at him.
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