He Wasn't a Bad Person, Just Brain-Damaged

"I want to become a pirate like Shanks... no, an even greater pirate than him! That means becoming the Pirate King!"

Luffy raised both hands as if showing off his strength and answered at the top of his lungs.

"Bang!"

Without hesitation, Garp brought down his Fist of Love on Luffy's head. Luffy covered his head and pretended it hurt badly.

If the grandson of a Marine Vice Admiral really became a pirate, wouldn't Sengoku and the others laugh their teeth out?

"That Red-Haired brat... not only did he fail to find Ace, he even led Luffy astray!"

"The next time I see him, I definitely won't let him off!"

At that moment, Garp wanted to capture Red-Hair and lock him in Impel Down for a hundred years.

The last person who had made him feel this way was Roger, who was already dead!

This time, he would set out to sea specifically to chase down that Red-Haired brat. If he didn't give him a vicious beating, the anger in his heart would never fade.

"You brat, go become a Marine properly!"

Garp grabbed Luffy by the collar, pulled him in front of himself, and shouted.

"No, I'm going to become the Pirate King!!"

Luffy was stubborn and refused to yield to his grandfather's tyranny.

Garp did not indulge Luffy. He grabbed Luffy's hand, ready to take him out and show him the world, to see whether the brat would still be so bold when facing wild beasts!

"Hmm?"

"What's with your hand... a Devil Fruit!"

When Garp saw Luffy's arm stretch far out while Luffy remained standing on the ground rather than being pulled over, he froze.

It irritated him somewhat. He had never eaten a Devil Fruit himself and believed that a powerful body alone was enough to make someone a powerful Marine. His rival Roger had been the same.

"You Red-Haired brat!!"

Garp was furious inside.

He felt that Red-Hair was asking to taste his fists.

"I stole and ate it myself!"

Luffy hurriedly defended Shanks.

But Garp's anger could not be stopped at all.

"Idiot!"

He punched Luffy on the head again.

This time, he added a trace of Armament Haki. Only then did Luffy truly feel pain, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Hmph, don't think that eating a Devil Fruit means you can withstand Grandpa's Fist of Love!"

Garp said smugly.

He had already seen the brat putting on an act. Did he think he could escape Garp's fists?

The grandfather and grandson bickered noisily right in the middle of Foosha Village's streets, completely disregarding everyone else's stares.

"As a Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral, having your own grandson declare that he wants to become the Pirate King... what a hilarious joke."

Brando stood by the roadside with his arms folded, speaking mockingly.

It gave him the same feeling as the son of Naruto wanting to destroy Konoha. How could something like that possibly happen? Only a rogue ninja would do such a thing!

"You brat!"

Hearing that, Garp's anger flared even further.

He glared at Brando and saw that he was dressed like an ordinary villager rather than a pirate, so he felt too embarrassed to strike immediately.

"Can someone like you still carry the title of Marine Hero? Heh!"

But Brando's next sentence made Garp's face darken.

The Marines had always promoted him as a hero, but he would rather not have that title.

He could tell that this kid was mocking him. Hot-tempered Garp could no longer hold it in. Without thinking further, he took off his dog-headed hat and prepared to teach him a lesson.

Brando's expression stiffened. I ran into a brute this time.

But from the day he had prepared to carry out the Will of the Overlord, Brando had already been prepared.

Brando immediately activated his Three-Tomoe Sharingan. The man before him was a pure stats monster; Brando could not win in a fight, so he would have to see whether he could somehow copy something from him.

"Hmm? Those eyes!"

Garp naturally noticed the change in Brando's eyes and revealed a surprised expression.

However, he could not sense any aura of a strong person from Brando. He was just a kid.

Garp then pushed off the ground and charged straight at Brando, intending to give the brat a punch to the head just like he had done to Luffy.

"I can see him!"

Brando's gaze locked tightly onto Garp.

Garp's movements were incredibly clear in his eyes, and his body reacted at the same time, darting to the side. Garp's fist struck nothing but air.

"Oh?"

"You actually managed to react!"

Garp looked surprised.

He had not been serious, but that speed should have been more than enough in the East Blue.

Moreover, the kid's movements were stiff, yet his body had reacted in advance.

"Was it those eyes?"

"Still, you won't get a second chance, brat!"

Garp's anger was still burning fiercely.

After being mocked by a kid, if he got toyed with again, who knew how many people would laugh at him?

"Whoosh!"

"So fast!"

This time, Garp used Soru from the Six Powers. Brando's Sharingan only caught a faint afterimage.

He had no time to think. The distance between them was too close.

In the end, he chose to retreat backward.

"Kid, look behind you!"

But Garp appeared directly behind Brando and pressed one hand against his back, stopping him in place.

Brando felt as if his heart were about to leap out of his chest.

When he turned around, Garp's fist, as large as a casserole, was already blasting toward his face.

Brando felt the same suffocating terror Genos must have felt when Saitama's punch came at him.

In an instant, the three tomoe in his pupils spun rapidly, and a dark, faint skeletal frame emerged around his entire body, wrapping him within it.

Garp had naturally never intended to kill anyone. He only wanted to teach Brando a lesson, so he pulled back his strength at the last moment. Even so, his punch struck the skeleton and sent Brando flying more than twenty meters. After landing, Brando slid across the ground, carving out a deep trench before sliding another dozen meters and finally stopping.

"Oh?"

"You brat, are you also a Devil Fruit user?"

Garp was somewhat surprised.

After all, the East Blue was too peaceful. Devil Fruit users were actually rare here, and the vast majority of them gathered on the Grand Line.

Could this guy actually be one of that Red-Haired brat's men, stationed here to drag his grandson out to sea and turn him into a pirate?

Thinking that, Garp felt that he should firmly restrain this brat and make him explain everything clearly.

"Garp, stop hitting him!"

"Brando's just brain-damaged, he isn't a bad person!"

The village chief rushed over at that moment, wearing his fiery hat and speaking anxiously.

He was about the same age as Garp and had been his childhood playmate.

That was why Garp was willing to leave his two grandsons in Foosha Village to be raised freely.

"Your hat... is pretty special!"

Garp's attention was drawn to Woop Slap's hat.

After punching Brando, much of his anger had faded. And since Woop Slap said so, Garp decided to hear what the situation was.

Brando got to his feet, dusted himself off, and deactivated his Mangekyo Sharingan. The skeleton vanished with it.

He felt that he still could not compare to Sasuke, but Garp's strength was definitely no weaker than the Fourth Raikage's. Garp's stats were simply too high, and Brando's base stats could not compare to Hawk Sasuke's.

Garp was just an absolute muscle monster!

He could keep throwing elbows all day, while a squishy fighter like Brando could not take it at all.

"I still need to train!"

Brando sighed.

"Your words struck the self-proclaimed righteous Marine Hero Garp, making him feel ashamed."

"You obtained Body Flicker Technique: Shisui Version: Phantom Flash Step."

"..."