A Conversation Between Two Oddballs

Gunko fell silent.

From the moment they met, the man before her had known her identity, the secret of the contracts, and the past she could not remember—

He knew so many things outsiders should never have known, yet he had taken her away without the slightest burden.

What an oddball—

Lin Nuo turned to look at her. "You think I'm an oddball? When you're just as strange yourself."

Gunko covered her mouth on instinct.

No, she had not made a sound. She had only thought it just now, so how could he—

"Let me guess," Lin Nuo continued, his tone growing more serious.

"You applied for this reconnaissance mission yourself because you noticed the unusual aura from the Sabaody battlefield."

"It had something to do with your past, didn't it?"

"And that unusual aura," Lin Nuo said, looking at her, "was left behind by Brook."

Brook.

The name pierced straight into Gunko's mind. She pressed a hand to her temple, her brows tightly furrowed as struggle surfaced in her mismatched eyes.

A hand reaching toward her, and—a tall, thin silhouette with an afro.

But as always, the moment she tried to grasp those images, they immediately scattered.

"So you really can't remember." Lin Nuo watched her pained reaction and spoke softly.

Gunko did not answer. She slowly lowered her hand, her face slightly pale.

Lin Nuo looked away and mused to himself.

It seemed she still had to see the person himself before her memories could be fully awakened.

What kind of lock had Imu put on her? Seriously.

Should he use the Memory Seahorse? No—Brook should be on his way to Fish-Man Island now, or perhaps he had already arrived.

Once they reached Fish-Man Island, he could just let them reunite naturally.

As long as Imu did not