Just as Sengoku was hesitating, the door to his office swung open.
Then an old bastard swaggered inside.
"Bwahahahaha! Zephyr, you're here too!
Long time no see!"
Sengoku's eyes immediately lit up at the sight of him.
Then he exchanged a glance with Zephyr.
Zephyr nodded too. This old bastard really was a good fit.
Once Garp came in, he made himself completely at home.
After greeting the two of them, he walked straight past Sengoku and headed unerringly for his hidden stash of rice crackers.
Then, as the veins on Sengoku's forehead throbbed wildly, he helped himself to every last cracker.
"Hey, you old bastard! Don't push your luck!"
Damn it! I only got careless enough to put the crackers back in their usual spot because this old bastard was on leave!
Garp scratched his head and said:
"Bwahahaha! You want some too? Here, I'll give you one!"
He took a cracker from the pile and set it on the desk in front of Sengoku.
Then he turned, saw Zephyr, and handed him one too.
The whole process was so smooth and natural, as though the crackers belonged to him.
Zephyr happily accepted the cracker, tore open the wrapper, and took a big, crunchy bite.
That irritating sound made Sengoku's heartbeat falter.
Then Sengoku turned his blazing eyes toward the culprit.
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But Garp expertly ignored Sengoku's murderous glare and happily ate his crackers.
Crunch~ Crunch~
For a moment, cheerful crunching filled the office.
Every crunch seemed to strike directly at Sengoku's nerves.
Sengoku's heart ached!
But he knew that once a cracker landed in Garp's hands, it was gone for good.
He was seething!
Sengoku took several deep breaths before he barely managed to suppress