"Codename?"
Faced with Sengoku's questioning, so solemn it seemed he was conducting a sacred ritual, Yas remained as indifferent as ever, even showing a barely perceptible hint of distaste.
"That sort of thing doesn't matter."
"Doesn't matter?!" Sengoku nearly choked. He felt his blood pressure skyrocketing. "How can it not matter! A codename symbolizes the Marines' greatest fighting power! It is the face of 'Absolute Justice'!"
"Akainu's magma, Kizaru's light, Aokiji's ice! Every codename represents a power that drives enemies to despair! The embodiment of an ideal!"
Sengoku pointed at Yas, spittle flying as he spoke. "You possess the terrifying power to control lightning. Your codename must reflect that! A codename that will make every pirate wet themselves in terror just hearing it!"
He began racking his brains.
"Your lightning is filled with destruction and fury. How about 'Wild Thunder' (Kōrai)! It would symbolize your destructive power, as unstoppable as a natural disaster!"
Yas remained expressionless.
"Not good?" Sengoku frowned. "Then... 'Black Lightning' (Kurorai)? Your lightning is an eerie black and red, filled with an aura of ill omen and death! That codename would be enough to silence a crying child!"
Yas remained expressionless and even yawned.
"Wahahahaha! Sengoku, you're too rigid!" Garp could no longer stand watching from the side. He laughed and slapped the table. "I say he should be called 'Explosive Thunder' (Bakurai)! Now that sounds imposing! You can tell right away he specializes in blowing things up! Wahahaha!"
"Garp, you idiot, shut up! We're discussing a sacred codename, not coming up with a nickname for you!" Veins bulged on Sengoku's forehead in anger.
Watching these three old men, whose average age exceeded fifty, argue over a codename like women at a market, Yas finally frowned.
"Too loud."
His icy voice instantly lowered the office's temperature by