Baratie's front hall,
"Hey, why did you beat up that Straw Hat Kid in the red vest?!"
Oak sat back down in his seat. Nami looked at him curiously, while Robin cast him an equally interested, probing glance.
Oak calmly swallowed a large mouthful of food before looking up at them.
"I got bullied by that kid's grandfather before. I was just getting revenge!"
After hearing his explanation, Nami looked at him with contempt.
"Tch, so you couldn't beat his grandfather, and now you're picking on his grandson!"
Seeing Nami's undisguised eye roll, Oak rapped her on the head.
"Have you gotten too full of yourself, or can I no longer lift a sword? You actually dare talk to me like that..."
"Hm?!"
Oak glared at her. Nami clearly hadn't figured out her place yet. It seemed he would have to let her learn the power of his big sword tonight.
"That's exactly what happened!"
Nami rubbed the large bump on her head and glared back at him defiantly.
"That was a long time ago..."
Oak rapped her on the head again.
"Besides, I was only fifteen back then, even younger than that Straw Hat Kid just now. That damned old man was already in his thirties and one of the strongest men on the sea, yet he had the nerve to shamelessly go all out against a child like me..."
"That damned old man hasn't been a match for me for a long time. Teaching his grandson a lesson was nothing more than venting my anger!"
Thinking of everything Garp had done to him, Oak became furious. He had been only fifteen when he suffered at the hands of that monster Garp. That damned old man had even gone for the kill, opening with Fist Bone against a fifteen-year-old