"Garp!"
Garp had been about to head out fishing with his gear when he suddenly heard a familiar voice. He quickly turned to look.
"Sengoku, Zephyr! What are you doing here?" Garp dropped his fishing gear and ran over to ask.
"Well, we couldn't stay with the World Government anymore, so we came to the East Blue to find another way forward!" Sengoku smiled nonchalantly.
Garp opened his mouth, but for a moment, he didn't know how to say what was on his mind. As Sengoku's old friend, he knew how much blood and sweat Sengoku had poured into the Navy.
Yet now Sengoku had no choice but to seek refuge with the Navy's former enemy. Garp could only imagine the pressure he was under.
With a soft sigh, Garp patted Sengoku's shoulder helplessly. "Perhaps this is for the best. At least with the Holy Church, you won't have to agonize over whether to protect the nobles or uphold justice."
Hearing the wistfulness in his old friend's words, Sengoku couldn't help nodding in agreement.
"By the way, how's life back home?"
"Pretty good! Just incredibly boring." Garp idly picked his ear. "I'm a retired old man now, after all."
Looking at the old friend he hadn't seen in so long, Sengoku burst into a hearty laugh. "Well, how about joining us?"
"Haha, of course! That useless grandson of mine has nearly drained my funeral savings lately. It's time I found a job!"
"Hmph! You rotten old man! You're the useless one!" Luffy, who was about to leave for school, heard Garp insulting him again. He made a face at Garp, then ran off.
"You little brat! Do you want another taste of my Iron Fist of Love?" Garp roared at Luffy's retreating back.
"All right, Garp! We need to go