Sorry, I'm a Marine

"Could you take this seriously? Because of you, I've had to put so many plans on hold!" Sengoku said helplessly, watching Kizaru's exaggerated expression.

"I don't know why this happened either!" Kizaru scratched his head.

He felt a little wronged. He had been injured on this trip, for one thing. Ryan's sword strike, coated in Conqueror's Haki, had been no easy blow to withstand.

Even though he had turned into light in time, he had still suffered a serious injury.

"You don't know either?"

"That's right!"

Kizaru then told Sengoku about the miserable time he had had in the Sabaody Archipelago.

First, he had clashed with the Blood Sword Pirates while protecting Charlos and his companion. Then the pirates had threatened their lives, forcing him to face Ryan and Fujitora together. He had managed to rescue the two despite being injured, only for them to repay him by shooting at him.

He had finally made it back to Marineford, and now Sengoku was scolding him too!

Worse, he had been branded a mole. Kizaru felt as though his whole world had gone dark!

Did I use up all my luck over the past few decades? Is this where my bad luck starts? Kizaru couldn't help wondering.

The past few decades had gone so smoothly for him. He had eaten the top-tier Logia Glint-Glint Fruit and joined the Marines. As he rose through the ranks, he had faced little danger and steadily climbed all the way to Marine Admiral.

"Ah, why would the Bloody Swordsman Ryan frame me? Before this, I..." Kizaru sighed softly. "What rotten luck!"

"Wait!"

"I heard you say 'before this.' What happened between you and the Bloody Swordsman before this?" Sengoku glared at Kizaru.

"Nothing. You heard wrong, Fleet Admiral Sengoku!" Kizaru put special emphasis on "Fleet