While studying the Poneglyph with Robin in Hua Country, the wind of the East Blue blew along Guitian Town's coastline, carrying the damp scent of salt. Nestled between Foosha Village and Shells Town, the place lacked the bustle of a major port. There were only rows of low wooden houses, with cherry trees planted in their yards. Pink and white petals fluttered down in showers, carpeting the flagstone paths, quiet as an ink-wash painting.
A battered bicycle rolled slowly over the petals, its wheels crunching over shells on the beach with faint creaks. The man riding it wore a thick, dark blue coat, its collar turned up high enough to hide half his face, and an old Marine cap pulled low. A mung bean ice pop hung from his mouth, white mist rising at the corners of his lips. Drips fell onto his coat and instantly froze into tiny beads of ice. His right leg was a little stiff-an old injury from his fight with Akainu for the position of Fleet Admiral. He was using the Ice-Ice Fruit's power to form an artificial leg, supporting himself as he rode steadily along. Behind him, the sea swept by his wheels instantly formed a thin trail of ice, only for the waves to wash it away.
Kuzan, formerly Aokiji, an Admiral of Marine Headquarters. After losing the battle for the position of Fleet Admiral following the Paramount War, he had left and wandered the seas alone for five years. During those five years, he had ridden his bicycle through every corner of the Grand Line, witnessing the cruelty of pirates, the hypocrisy of the Marines, and the suffering of ordinary people in a chaotic age. His "unhurried justice" had gradually blurred, leaving him with a head full of confusion.
The bicycle stopped