"You're really not ssing with ?"
Vice Admiral Garp still couldn't quite believe it. Who knows how many tis Fleet Admiral Sengoku had tricked him before—even soone as thick-skinned as Garp had beco suspicious.
"Relax. You can go ahead and start planning your vacation now. And not just you, Garp-san. Soon, Sengoku and Vice Admiral Tsuru can both take a break too…"
Kizaru patted his chest confidently as he made the promise. While Boros had agreed not to turn his blade on the Navy, just to be safe, Kizaru planned to move all these old-tir marines out of the way first.
"Ahahaha! I knew it—you're way more qualified to be Fleet Admiral than Sengoku ever was!"
Garp finally burst out laughing, slapping Kizaru on the shoulder with pride.
Anyone unaware of the truth might have thought Kizaru had done sothing incredible for the Navy to earn such praise from the Hero of the Marines.
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Given how many wounded there were, continuing to visit them one by one would take too long—and risk stirring up unnecessary commotion. So Kizaru and Garp soon decided to split up and console the soldiers separately.
Just as Kizaru was stepping out of one of the dical tents, a sweet fragrance drifted over, and a tall, curvaceous figure suddenly leaped into his arms.
"Kizaru-sama~"
Boa Hancock's fair arms looped around Kizaru's neck, her delicate face nuzzling hard against his chest, as if she wanted to lt completely into his embrace.
Despite being nearly two ters tall, next to Kizaru she appeared petite and dainty—but that mature, flawless figure could still make any man's blood boil.
"Oh, Hancock. Co down first. This isn't exactly the place to be doing this."
Kizaru casually patted a rather convenient part of her body, motioning for her to dismount. Then he led Hancock back to his office at Marineford.
The nearby marines watching this scene didn't see anything inappropriate—in fact, they felt a strange sense of pride.
The world's most beautiful woman had fallen head over heels for a Navy admiral. If you stretch the logic a bit, surely a common marine had a decent shot at dating a village beauty, right?
As for Hancock being the Pirate Empress…
Wasn't that even better?
If all it took was sacrificing a bit of Kizaru's charm to make a Warlord switch sides, even soone as hardline as Akainu might secretly wish for more deals like this.
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"Kizaru-sama, I heard from Nami that you're going to beco Fleet Admiral?"
As soon as they returned to the office, Hancock wasted no ti climbing onto Kizaru, straddling him, face flushed and eyes sparkling.
To her, things like "Admiral" or "Fleet Admiral" didn't really matter.
In her eyes, there were only two types of n in this world: Kizaru, and everyone else.
But if Kizaru was becoming the next Fleet Admiral, then it was a different story altogether.
Anything connected to him could stir excitent in her—even capturing so random pirate.
So becoming the Navy's supre commander? That was practically an aphrodisiac.
"More or less. I haven't officially been promoted yet. After what happened today, I'll probably need to wait a few days—once the wounded can walk again and the plaza is repaired, then we'll make it official."
Kizaru reached up and gently caressed Hancock's cheek. It was still smooth and delicate to the touch—the world's most beautiful woman was flawless from every angle.
Even soone as stunning as Esdeath fell slightly short compared to Hancock in terms of pure beauty.
"Then can I stay in Marineford with you, just like Nami?"
Hancock rubbed her flawless face against Kizaru's palm, her stunning features glowing with happiness.
The mont she said that, Kizaru imdiately sensed a hidden crisis looming in the air. His internal playboy radar went into overdrive and quickly calculated the most optimal response to this situation.
"Of course… but how could I bear to have you leave your holand just to stay in Marineford with ? It'd be better if I visited Amazon Lily more often. Still, Hancock, you'll have to keep an eye on —don't let get so lost in your beauty that I forget my duties. That would be a dereliction of duty for a Fleet Admiral, wouldn't it?"
He spoke in the most affectionate, tender tone possible. Any girl who had been "close" to Kizaru before knew well to be on guard against this smooth-talking scoundrel's sweet words.
But Hancock? For soone as love-struck as her, Kizaru's sweet talk was a full-blown WMD—a direct hit, critical damage, every single ti.
Swept up in joy, Hancock showered him with kisses, nearly transforming into a literal love-struck snake ready to go three hundred rounds with him on the spot.
'Clack!'
At that mont, Nami finally couldn't take it anymore and pushed open the door. If she didn't step in now, once the action exploded into full-blown chaos, she was sure the deadbeat scumbag would drag her into it too.
"Nami~ Look what I brought for you."
Faced with Nami's glare, Kizaru casually pulled a small box from his coat and tossed it toward her.
"You think a little gift will… Wait, is this… pure gold?!"
Nami caught the box with an annoyed huff. If that shaless jerk thought he could buy her off with so trinket, he was gravely mistak—
Then she opened the box.
Blinding golden light hit her eyes so hard she had to squint. When her eyes finally adjusted, she realized what was inside: a completely ordinary-looking ring.
Ordinary, because the style, material, and craftsmanship were all unimpressive—at most worth a few hundred thousand Berries, judging by her treasure-expert instincts.
But what stunned her was the small gold-like substance embedded in the ring. She felt like she had seen it before…
And in just a few seconds, Nami rembered—that radiant gleam could only belong to Pure Gold.
Even just a tiny bit of pure gold embedded in a ring like this could incite massive wars, where thousands could die just fighting for the chance to possess it.
No one with power or ambition would pass up the opportunity to seize a piece of Pure Gold.
If word got out that she had it—not even staying at Navy HQ would guarantee her safety.
"I worked hard to get this, you know."
While Nami was still stunned, Kizaru reached over and pulled her into his arms—achieving the legendary double-embrace.
One side: a seductive beauty overflowing with mature charm.
The other: a youthful girl bursting with energy and cuteness.
Both snuggled up against Kizaru as he shalessly took full advantage.
But just as Kizaru was about to take things even further, the pure gold's shock finally wore off.
Nami snapped back to reality. She ignored Kizaru's hand making itself far too familiar and instead grabbed his face, giving him a deep, passionate kiss.
"Where did you get this?! Are you sure nobody saw you?!"
She nearly kissed his lips swollen from excitent, then imdiately launched into rapid-fire questions.
Classic Nami. Even when faced with sothing as coveted and dangerous as pure gold, her instinct was to claim it as her own.
"Relax. Would I ever give you sothing that would cause trouble?"
Kizaru, loving the attention, swept both Hancock—who was still clinging to him—and Nami—still lost in gold-lust—into the back room.
Who knows how much ti passed.
When Kizaru finally erged from the back room, looking completely satisfied, it was already dark outside.
Just as he was about to take a shower and wash off the lingering traces of "fun," he suddenly glanced toward the door and chuckled.
"You hopeless idiot…"
The office door creaked open.
Standing there was Ai Haibara, face stiff with disbelief, clearly having walked in on sothing she couldn't unsee.
"A-Admiral Kizaru… This child kept insisting she wanted to see you…"
The marine who had been guiding Ai Haibara looked incredibly awkward as he explained himself—especially when he realized that Kizaru was still in his pajamas. He felt deeply ashad.
Kizaru had just survived the Summit War and then gone straight to Mary Geoise—he was surely exhausted. If this matter was trivial, the soldier thought, then he had basically forced an Admiral to co out personally because of his own incompetence.
"Oh, thanks for your help. I'll take care of her from here," Kizaru said with a smile, much to the marine's surprise. He had expected to be chewed out, but Kizaru showed no sign of bla whatsoever.
The marine was so touched he almost cried on the spot. As he left, he kept wondering just who that little girl was. Could she be Admiral Kizaru's daughter?
"Unbelievable! You left out there alone... You pervert! Womanizer! Filthy creep!"
Ai Haibara grumbled her way into the office, muttering curses the entire ti—only to suddenly freeze as she caught a faint, familiar scent in the air.
She had no experience in such things, but as a modern girl, she imdiately recognized what that sll ant.
Her face flushed red, and she let loose another volley of angry scolding.
"Calm down, deep breaths... Don't worry. Even if I'm a pervert, I'd never lay a hand on a minor… Ahem, a child."
Kizaru pulled two cold drinks from the fridge, but before he could hand one to her, Ai Haibara instinctively took a step back, eyeing him like he was a dangerous animal.
Kizaru chuckled at the sight, but then rembered sothing and quickly changed the topic.
"Then again… Tornado-chan doesn't look much older than either…"
Ai Haibara was now on maximum alert. Just among the girls she personally knew, three had already fallen victim to this scumbag's "charms."
And judging by what was happening now… who knew how depraved Kizaru really was?
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