Fruit Secured

Ryan waved a hand and put away the Solar-Powered Sea Motorcycle, then brought Hawkeye to Shakuyaku's Shakuyaku's Rip-off BAR!

He had come to ask Rayleigh to coat Hawkeye's ship. Ryan knew Rayleigh was an excellent coating craftsman!

"Yo, little Ryan, what brings you here?" Shakuyaku teased as soon as she saw him. "The Marines are at their wits' end because of what you said!"

"What happened, Aunt Shakuyaku?"

"I nearly forgot the news hasn't come out yet!" Shakuyaku said, smacking her forehead in realization before handing Ryan a note.

Ryan took the note and unfolded it.

"That's ridiculous!" Ryan said, torn between laughter and tears.

He had only said that at the auction house as a casual test, but he had never expected the World Government to genuinely suspect Kizaru of being an undercover agent and launch an investigation directly. If the note was true, Kizaru might even be arrested.

"Looks like the Marines and the World Government have some serious conflicts," Ryan murmured, rubbing his chin.

"Are you cooking up another bad idea, little Ryan?"

"No, how could I be? I'm not that kind of person!" Ryan said righteously.

He did have an idea in mind, but it was not yet fully developed.

"All right, I'll stop teasing you." Shakuyaku smiled. "What did you come here for?"

"I came to ask Teacher Rayleigh to do some coating. Is he not here?" Ryan poked his head inside and looked around.

"He went gambling. Leave it here, and I'll tell him when he gets back."

"That works!"

After Ryan placed the Solar-Powered Sea Motorcycle inside the bar, he returned to the inn with Hawkeye.

"Bilibili! Bilibili!" Just as Ryan returned to his room, the Transponder Snail in his arms began to ring.

This time, so he would not make a fool