Chapter 141

"Okay,"

Naito said leisurely, "Let's leave it at that."

He looked at Zeff, "Boss, can we prepare the food?"

Want more?

Binz couldn't help but twitch his lips.

The Judge family is already at loggerheads with this restaurant, are they really going to eat here?

We'll get ready right away.

Without any hesitation, Zeff led the chefs quickly into the kitchen.

Rear Admiral Naito was their benefactor, so since he wanted to eat, they had to do everything they could to satisfy him.

"We won't eat, Rear Admiral Naito. We'll go back and wait for you."

Judge's face stiffened. He gave Sanji a deep look before leaving the restaurant with his children.

The oppressive atmosphere in the restaurant dissipated almost instantly after the Vinsmoke family left.

Naito looked at Sanji, who was still somewhat dazed, and asked, "What are you still standing there for? Sanji, aren't you going to help in the kitchen?"

Sanji was taken aback and suddenly looked at Naito.

"I think there's still a lot more I want to say."

Naito said calmly.

"Thank you, Rear Admiral Naito!"

Without any hesitation, Sanji dashed into the kitchen.

Then, Josephine, the wife of King Brian who had remained silent until now, stared intently at Naito and exclaimed, "Rear Admiral Naito, you are so gentle!"

Her eyes were indeed very gentle, almost tender enough to melt your heart.

King Brian, sitting next to her, was furious.

Not only Josephine, but the other guests in the restaurant were also full of praise.

"Even when facing the kings of Affiliated Nation, they show no compromise; that's what a navy with backbone looks like!"

"They considered everything very carefully, avoiding any potential retaliation!"

"Truly worthy of Rear Admiral Naito!"

Naito's lips curled slightly.

Please give me more compliments.

The kitchen.

The chefs have already started getting busy.

While quickly preparing the dishes himself, Zeff said, "Everyone, bring out your best skills! Rear Admiral Naito is our benefactor; we must not let him down!"

"Of course!"

The chefs responded loudly.

It was at this moment that Sanji rushed in.

"Sanji?"

When Chef Patty saw him, he said with some surprise, "Why are you back here instead of packing your things?"

Sanji didn't even glance at him, but walked quickly to Zeff's side with a stern face, snatched the kitchen knife and ingredients from his hands, and started chopping vegetables with a clattering sound.

He said, "I haven't left yet, so I'm still Baratie's chef."

"Tsk."

Patty curled his lip in annoyance. "That arrogant brat, at least he's finally leaving. Finally, some peace and quiet."

"Hahaha, Sanji, you've actually turned misfortune into a blessing in Sanji, haven't you?"

Another chef, Carne, chuckled and said, "That Rear Admiral Naito is a real big shot in the navy! The newspapers all say he's a sure thing for becoming an Admiral. If you get to work for him and make it big in the future, don't forget about us!"

"When I become a navy officer,"

Sanji n't even turn his head. "The first thing I need to do is arrest all of you bastard cooks."

"Hey boss, look at this ungrateful brat!"

Carne complained to Zeff, "Getting him out of here was the best decision you ever made!"

Zeff didn't say anything, he just watched the boy beside him silently chopping vegetables.

He took a deep breath. "Keep cooking. Don't keep Rear Admiral Naito waiting!"

"Learn!"

The chefs stopped chatting and began cooking methodically.

While preparing the food, Zeff kept glancing at Sanji out of the corner of his eye.

The boy had his head down, so his expression couldn't be seen.

Did I say something too harsh?

They told him not to drag everyone down with him... after all, he's just a thirteen-year-old kid.

"You old geezer."

Suddenly, Zeff heard Sanji say, in a low but earnest voice, "Thank you."

Zeff's hand suddenly paused.

Sanji said, "Whether it's you or the other bastard chefs, the years I spent with you guys were the happiest time of my life."

Tears streamed down his cheeks.

Before we knew it, only the flickering sound of the gas stove flame remained in the kitchen.

"It's all my fault for causing everyone trouble."

Sanji's voice began to choke, "Thank goodness for Rear Admiral Naito, otherwise I really don't know what would have happened next."

"You don't need to worry about me. Rear Admiral Naito is a very good person. I will take good care of myself. I will come back to see you when I have time. Until I come back, you must all take good care of yourselves."

"Ugh! Sanji! You brat!!"

The chef, Patty, who had just been mocking Sanji, was now in tears. He wiped his tears while stirring the food in the pot, exclaiming, "Why are you suddenly saying such sentimental things?!"

"Waaaaah! Sanji! You better take good care of yourself out there! Call us when you have time!"

Carne was also crying uncontrollably.

Even Zeff's eyes were a little glistening. "You brat, a real man doesn't need tears when he says goodbye."

"Also, you didn't do anything wrong, so don't take the blame on yourself."

Then.

When Zeff and Sanji came to serve the food, both of their eyes were red.

It seems they've already had a proper discussion.

Naito didn't mind and began to eat heartily.

To be honest, it truly lives up to its reputation as a restaurant famous throughout the East Blue; the food is absolutely delicious.

It's not much different from the delicacies that only appear in dreams in the City of Dreams.

Soon, Naito had devoured all the food on the table, leaving those around him quite astonished. One could say, "No wonder he's Rear Admiral Naito; even his eating is heroic."

Naito, having eaten and drunk his fill, leaned back in his chair waiting for Ain to pay the bill. Although Zeff had said it was free, a hero couldn't just eat for free.

Just then, Sanji came downstairs with his luggage.

"Have you finished saying goodbye?"

Naito asked him with great interest.

Sanji nodded seriously. "We can set off now."

"Then let's go."

Naito stood up, stretched, and took the lead heading out of the restaurant.

The other guests all bid him a warm farewell.

Ain and the others followed silently.

Sanji followed, dragging his luggage along.

Just as Sanji stepped out of the restaurant and started walking up the giant snail's head, Sanji suddenly turned around.

On the second floor, Zeff was leaning on the railing, calmly watching him.

Sanji's eyes reddened slightly again, then he turned and dragged his luggage forward without looking back.

Zeff smirked, "You brat."

Go, Sanji.

Your life has just begun.

Following Naito and the others up to the building on the snail's back, Sanji felt a mix of emotions.

Before today, he never imagined he would come back here again.

You should know this place better than we do.

Naito turned around. "We'll be traveling with the Vinsmoke family for a while longer. If you don't want to have contact with them, stay away from them."

Sanji nodded silently.

"Binz,"

Naito looked at Binz, "This kid is yours. Take good care of him and try to keep the Vinsmoke family away from him."

"Leave it to me, Naito!"

Binz thumped his chest loudly.

This kid is in a bad situation, so let the reliable Binz take care of you!

Looking at Binz's strangely kind expression, Naito belatedly realized that in the movie, Binz had been kicked into a state of mental disability by Sanji.

In any case, the snail fleet continued its voyage, with two more royal families from Affiliated Nation to be picked up next.

Finally, we went to the Goa Kingdom to pick up Vice Admiral Garp.

Sanji looked back one last time; Baratie was getting further and further away.

But that's okay, we have Den Den Mushi) so we can stay in touch often.

Sanji took a deep breath.

Next, a completely new life begins.