The Blond Hair Pirates blatantly crossed the Grand Line from the West Blue, traversing the Calm Belt with impunity, treating the Sea Kings of the deep sea as nothing.
Blub Blub Blub, Blub Blub Blub~
Kazu heard the Den Den Mushi's voice and used a Space Swap to enter the room where the Den Den Mushi were kept.
"Oh ho, so you missed me?"
Kazu picked up the Den Den Mushi, answered the phone, and said, "Hey, old man, is there something urgent that you're calling me all of a sudden?"
When Kazu saw that it was Whitebeard calling, his tone became much more relaxed.
"Gulalalalala, my good son, I heard you say when we were drinking last time that you really like celebrating the New Year."
"The New Year is just a few days away. Why don't you call your crew and come over to the Moby Dick for a couple of drinks?"
The Whitebeard, sunbathing on the deck of the Moby Dick, was chatting with his beloved son with a broad smile.
"Let's celebrate the New Year together."
"Okay, we'll be right there."
"Remember to throw the stone with the Space Mark I placed next to the Moby Dick."
Upon hearing Kazu's words, Whitebeard was overjoyed and quickly said, " Marco, quickly bring me that stone that used to be by my bedside."
"It's the one Kazu brought over for drinks last time."
"Ah, oh, okay, Pops."
Marco didn't hesitate and retrieved the stone in about a minute, handing it to Whitebeard.
"Good son, I'm about to throw the stone, get ready."
"Okay, just throw it out. I can sense the location of the Space Mark."
Upon hearing this, Whitebeard didn't hesitate. He controlled his strength and threw the stone several hundred meters away.
Swoosh~
Thump~
The Divine Dragon was in the West Blue Sea one second, and the next moment it appeared next to the Moby Dick in the New World Sea.
" Pops, look! It's Kazu and the others!!"
Team Thirteen's captain, Buffalo Atmos, saw the iconic Divine Dragon by the fence and shouted with joy.
Upon hearing this, the Whitebeard rose from his throne, intending to personally go and greet his eldest son.
Swoosh~
Tap tap~
"Hey, old man, you've missed me after just a few months?"
Kazu teleported the entire Blond Hair Pirates to the deck of the Moby Dick.
Whitebeard had barely stood up and taken two steps when he saw Kazu and the others arrive, so he had no choice but to sit back down.
Although it wasn't the first time he'd seen it, every time he saw Kazu use spatial powers, he couldn't help but marvel at the fruit's Yamato and convenience.
"Hmph, with so many sons around me, why would I miss you so much?"
"I just happened to remember that you mentioned last time that the New Year celebration was quite good, and since you have more experience with that, I called you over."
Whitebeard was still trying to maintain his composure, but Kazu didn't play by the rules at all.
"I see. Okay, I'll call Marco later and tell him all the arrangements for the New Year. We'll head out now; everyone's quite busy."
"Don't go!"
As soon as Kazu finished speaking, he turned to leave, but before he could even finish his gesture, Whitebeard got angry and stood up again.
Seeing Kazu's enigmatic smile, Whitebeard was completely at a loss.
He wanted to maintain some fatherly authority, but his skills were nowhere near as good as his son's, and he was completely outmaneuvered.
"Haha, just kidding, old man."
Kazu smiled and casually took out a large pile of red decorative items and hundreds of large "Fu" characters from his Independent Space.
"Come on, let's decorate all these things so it feels like Chinese New Year."
Kazu was quite authoritative on the Moby Dick, and all the captains respected him.
According to their ID cards, he is the Pops's biological son, while they are all adopted sons.
In terms of status, although they were the captains of the Whitebeard Pirates, Kazu was the Pirate King, who had completed the feat of sailing around the world.
In terms of strength, even if all these captains were tied together, they wouldn't be a match for Kazu alone.
So it's only natural that Kazu Kazu.
That's what they think anyway.
At Kazu's command, everyone sprang into action, and in just one hour, the Moby Dick was given a limited-edition New Year's outfit.
"Haha, well done, sons!"
The Whitebeard sat there watching his sons bustling about, feeling incredibly content.
This is what home feels like.
This is the " One Piece " he has been searching for.
Unsurprisingly, several days and nights of banquets followed, with eating and drinking continuing until the day before the Lunar New Year, without interruption.
Calling them mere gluttons or good-for-nothings is an inadequate description.