Are you referring to this trivial matter?
Sengoku exclaimed incredulously.
"Hmm, what else did you think it was about? Is there anything more important than eating?"
Garp didn't notice the change in Sengoku's eyes. Instead, he nodded to him and said with a very serious expression.
"Damn it, Garp! I knew I shouldn't have trusted you, you unreliable guy... Give it to me..."
ah..."
Sengoku angrily snatched the donut from Garp's hand, opened the packaging, and shoved it into his mouth.
"Ah... no! My donuts!"
Before Garp could react, he watched helplessly as Sengoku shoved all his donuts into his mouth, and cried out in anguish.
"Hmph, there are no more donuts now, so there's no need to go get any tea sets."
Oh, right, now that this matter is finished, I have one more task for you. You must complete it, otherwise...
Sengoku quickly chewed and swallowed the donuts, then turned his back to Garp, disregarding Garp's distress, and assigned him another task.
What?!
Because Sengoku had eaten all the donuts, Garp asked with a pained expression and a seemingly calm tone, "Is this because Sengoku ate them all?"
"Hmm... The Celestial Dragons ' ship will arrive here around tomorrow morning. I'd like to send you to receive them, since you're the one with the most free time in the entire headquarters."
Sengoku then returned to his seat, looked up at Garp, and explained the mission to him.
"What? Celestial Dragons... I don't want to! I don't want to serve those idiots! Find someone else to do it..."
Upon hearing that he was to be sent to receive the Celestial Dragons, who were universally despised yet held immense prestige, Garp refused without a second thought.
"You can refuse if you want, but if you do, your vacation next month will be canceled..."
Are you still going to refuse?
Sengoku wasn't angry at his resolute tone; instead, he smiled and said the same thing to him.
"What?! You can't do this! Sengoku, I'm going back to Foosha Village next month to visit my fellow villagers..."
Upon hearing that Sengoku was going to cancel his vacation, Garp immediately pleaded with him.
So, are you going to agree to this or not?
Sengoku ignored his behavior and continued to look at him with a smile, speaking to Garp in a tone as if he were enticing a child with a lollipop.
"Damn it... Fine, I'll take this... Hmph, you'll remember this Sengoku..."
Seeing his unyielding expression, Garp knew he had no choice but to obediently step into the Sengoku that Sengoku had set for him.
After accepting the mission, Garp made some harsh remarks and then slammed the door and left.
"Hehe, I really envy your carefree attitude. It's a pity I can't do whatever I want like you!
The burden of the entire navy rests on my shoulders...
Sengoku shook his head at his old friend's expression and then buried himself in his work again.
Time flew by, and soon it was dawn the next day. As soon as it was light, the harbor of Marineford was filled with warships, which were lined up neatly in rows.
Below were rows of reserve staff working on the job, as well as officers and soldiers preparing to board the ship to carry out their mission.
"Reporting to Saint Orange, we have arrived. The warship has reached Marineford, the Marine Headquarters. Would you like to come out now...?"
At that moment, as the warship arrived in Marineford, Vice Admiral Califo ran to the room outside Saint Orange. where they were temporarily staying and reported this.
"I understand, I'll be down in a bit. You can go outside and tell the people who came to greet us to wait a while..."
The voice of Saint Orange could be heard coming from inside the room.
"Yes, I understand. I'll go and give the orders right away..."
Califo replied respectfully, then disembarked, intending to ask those who had come to greet them to wait a moment.
"Ah... is this the place? The person Sengoku asked me to receive is on this ship, isn't he?!"
Below, Garp, who had come to greet them, stretched and then pointed to the warship, asking his subordinates a question.
"Yes, Vice Admiral Garp, the Celestial Dragons Saint Orange, who will soon be visiting our headquarters, is inside. Please be mindful of your image then."
One of his more astute subordinates walked up to him, nodded, and advised Garp to be mindful of his image.
"Okay, okay, you're even more annoying than the Sengoku..."
"I can't believe it, "Garp said with an impatient smirk.
Soon, his subordinates saw the people on the ship disembark, and immediately stood at attention, preparing to welcome the Celestial Dragons.
"It's you guys, right? The navy personnel who came to greet Saint Orange. Saint Orange is currently adjusting his uniform, so please wait a little longer..."
After Vice Admiral Califo stepped down, he spoke Pride to Garp and his entourage, his nose in his head.
"Hmm... who is this guy... so Pride, does he think he's some important person?"
Seeing his posture, Garp deliberately raised his voice to ask his subordinates about his identity, paying no attention to his expression.
" Vice Admiral Garp, please keep your voice down. This is Vice Admiral Califo, the garrison commander of Holy Land Mary Geoise..."
One of Garp's subordinates ran over, tugged at his sleeve, and whispered something.
"What? He's just a Vice Admiral? With that attitude, you'd think he was Celestial Dragons!!"
He's nothing but a lackey of the Celestial Dragons!
Ignoring his subordinates' pleas, Garp raised his voice again and spoke.
"Damn it..."
Califo was stung by Garp's words. He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and glared at Garp, preparing to teach this old geezer a lesson.
boom...
"Hmm... What, do you have a problem with what I said?"
Seeing his performance, Garp unleashed his aura, focusing pressure on him alone.
Click click click...
Suddenly, Califo was intimidated by Garp's imposing aura. His bones cracked and he was unable to move, except for his eyes, which he could blink, staring at Garp with a venomous gaze.
"Heh... so it seems you're still quite unconvinced, aren't you?!"
Garp ignored his insignificant anger and resentment, and continued to intensify his aura, saying...
"That's enough, Vice Admiral Garp. Please, have mercy on my clueless subordinate..."
Just as Califo was about to kneel on the ground under the pressure of Garp's aura, a loud male voice came over, causing Garp to withdraw his pressure on Califo.
Thump...
"Call...
call..."
After Garp withdrew his imposing aura, he finally collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
Just now, when Garp unleashed his aura, this Vice Admiral, who considered himself invincible, was like a piece of duckweed on the sea, unable to control his own life and death.