The Pirate Who Refused Red-Hair's Invitation

Those two were so damn noisy...

Lin Mo opened the wine in his hand and took a sip. "You two go on to the Moby Dick."

"What, kicking me out already?" Marco smiled. "I'm not here to keep an eye on you. Besides, Pops gave us the day to wander around Water 7. We might even run into some of the others from the ship."

Lin Mo: "..."

Enel sneered. "You really don't understand Lin Mo. He means you're annoying him and wants you to get away from him."

"Oh? Is that right?" Marco didn't seem bothered. "He said 'you two,' not 'you.' So he wants you to come back to the Moby Dick with me."

Enel: "..."

"Right, Lin Mo?" Marco asked with a smile.

Lin Mo kept drinking. His silence was answer enough.

"I'm not going aboard that ship," Enel said casually. "Aren't you afraid I'll run off if you don't keep an eye on me?"

He directed that last question at Lin Mo.

"Go ahead," Lin Mo said flatly. "Run if you want."

Was this guy serious? Enel wondered.

"Haha." Marco laughed. "Hey, big guy with the Lightning, if Lin Mo doesn't want you anymore, the Whitebeard Pirates would be happy to have you."

"Hmph. Dream on!" Enel snapped. "I'm never joining you!"

Blueno brought over Marco's wine and Enel's apple juice.

Marco opened his bottle, took a swig, and wiped his mouth. "Who can say what'll happen in the future? Haha. Looks like Lin Mo wants some time alone. Come on, big guy. Let's take the hint and head to the Moby Dick. Your power's unusual. Pops might be interested."

Enel silently drained his apple juice. "Pops this, Pops that. Is this Pops of yours really that strong? Stronger than a Marine Vice Admiral?"

"A Marine