The two turned to look and saw two white-haired old men walking slowly inside.
Each held a bag of senbei, tossing them into their mouths one at a time.
Crunch~
Crunch~
Whitebeard and Rayleigh were both quite surprised.
From their tone, it sounded as though they had come looking for them on purpose.
Whitebeard looked at the two and spoke first. "Garp! Sengoku!"
The men were none other than the Navy's two semi-retirees, Garp and Sengoku.
Garp walked straight over to the table, pulled out a chair, and sat down, looking completely at ease.
Then he tossed another senbei into his mouth and crunched away.
Seeing this, Sengoku also pulled out a chair and sat down, looking just as comfortable with Rayleigh and Whitebeard.
Whitebeard and Rayleigh were once again astonished by how casually the two behaved.
Whitebeard took a swig of wine and gestured for the Leopard-Print Beauty beside him to refill his cup.
Then he looked at Garp and Sengoku. "Gurararara, what are you two doing here?"
Rayleigh looked equally puzzled.
"Wahahaha! If you two can come to Peach Spring, why can't we? We're already retired!" Garp looked at Whitebeard with a strange expression.
Sengoku sat off to the side, looking perfectly calm.
Whitebeard froze for a moment at that, then burst out laughing. "Gurararara, right, you two do seem to have retired."
Rayleigh narrowed his eyes slightly. Compared to the uninhibited Whitebeard, he gave things more thought.
"If I remember correctly, you two still hold positions in the Navy, don't you?"
Whitebeard kept drinking as though he had not heard.
Garp laughed. "Hahaha, we can't help it. We have to train the next generation, too."
Rayleigh frowned. Though he said nothing, he grew even more puzzled.
Sengoku and Garp commanded great respect within the Navy and were