Roya had been at the G-1 Branch for only three days, but he'd already turned the place upside down. The Marines were all talking about the sa things:
First, Vice Admiral Momonga was definitely not a chicken.
Second, the guy with the Mohican haircut was soone to be reckoned with.
Third, the black-haired Colonel, Roya, was Vice Admiral Momonga's junior.
The ssage was clear: don't ss with Roya!
Inside the Base Chief's office, Momonga looked exhausted, dark circles under his eyes. He was holding Roya's report, his hand clenched so tightly his knuckles were white.
He'd barely slept the night before, the echo of Roya's shout ringing in his ears.
"Senior Brother Momonga is not a chicken!"
They're all laughing at , he thought miserably.
Momonga grabbed a small, round mirror and looked at himself. Is that a rooster's comb? he wondered, staring at his dark red Mohican. It looked like sothing a rooster would wear.
"Huh? A rooster?" he mumbled.
He rubbed his eyes, and his familiar face and stylish Mohican reappeared. He sighed with relief.
It was just . I was seeing things. That was scary. Damn it, I'm not a chicken!
Crack!
The small mirror shattered!
Momonga paced the room, getting angrier. That idiot Yuchimura! Why did he have to provoke Roya? And why did he have to let Roya catch him in a lie?
Mohicans are cool, okay! he thought fiercely.
"Harry," he barked, "issue an order. Rear Admiral Yuchimura attacked a colleague without permission, a serious violation. He's confined to quarters for three days!"
"Yes, sir!" Adjutant Harry replied, a strange look on his face.
The three-day confinent was mostly for show, but it made one thing clear: Roya had won.
Poor Rear Admiral Yuchimura, Harry thought.
"Knock! Knock!"
A knock at the door interrupted Momonga's thoughts. He looked up to see Smoker standing there. Great, he thought. Another troublemaker from Marine Headquarters.
Did I do sothing to offend soone?
"Smoker reporting for duty!"
"Co in," Momonga said weakly.
Smoker entered and stood before the desk. Before coming to the G-1 Branch, he had gone to Marine Headquarters to get permission from Marshal Sengoku.
He could do whatever he wanted in Logue Town, but back at Headquarters, he had to follow the rules.
Momonga looked at Smoker. "You wanted to co to the G-1 Branch. What are your plans?" he asked, sounding tired.
"Vice Admiral Momonga!" Smoker said seriously, "Has Colonel Roya arrived at the G-1 Branch?"
"Don't even ntion that brat to !" Momonga exploded.
The re ntion of Roya's na set him off. That kid's only been here for three days, but it feels like three months! he thought.
Smoker was taken aback. Why does Vice Admiral Momonga seem so angry?
Roya had only been here for a few days. Could he have caused trouble that quickly? Smoker wondered. He decided to stick to his plan. "Vice Admiral Momonga, I want to join Colonel Roya's division."
"Beco that kid's subordinate?" Momonga asked, stunned.
Is he crazy? he wondered. Smoker is a top-notch Colonel from Headquarters. Why would he want to work for that brat?
"Yes," Smoker replied calmly.
When I left Logue Town, I decided I'd rather work under Roya than a bunch of useless people, he thought. At least Roya's way of doing things suits . Besides, I want to defeat him!
Momonga stared at Smoker. Smoker had his issues, but he was strong and had the potential to be even stronger. Momonga had planned to let Smoker settle in and eventually give him a division to lead.
But Smoker had asked to work with Roya. He couldn't ignore that.
"I'm creating the G-1 11th Division, led by Colonel Roya. Since you want to work with him, you can join the G-1 11th Division."
"Yes, Vice Admiral Momonga!" Smoker replied. But he was confused. What's the deal with the 11th Division? he wondered. The G-1 Branch was structured like Marine Headquarters, with ten divisions of permanent troops. And Roya was just a Colonel. Even if they created a new division, he shouldn't be in charge.
Momonga swallowed his pride. Creating a new division was a lot of work and took ti. It required ships, supplies, and a lot of money.
But considering how Roya has turned the branch upside down in just three days, he thought, it's better to send him away, and hopefully he'll never co back.
"Knock knock!"
Adjutant Harry returned, holding a newspaper, his face grim. "Vice Admiral Momonga, the latest newspaper is out. You should see this."
"Oh? What's the big news?" Momonga asked, curious. Getting news was difficult, so reading the newspaper was a highlight for many officers.
For Harry to be so serious, sothing big must have happened.
Maybe the Four Emperors are fighting? Or is there a new pirate on the rise?
"Harry, get a cup of coffee. And make one for Smoker, too."
"Okay," Harry replied, forcing a smile.
Drinking coffee while reading the newspaper was Momonga's habit, but Harry doubted he'd be in the mood for coffee after reading the news.
"Smoker, have so coffee before you go," Momonga offered.
"Okay, Vice Admiral Momonga," Smoker replied, sitting down with Momonga, also curious about the newspaper.
Momonga crossed his legs, took a sip of coffee, and picked up the newspaper, ready to relax.
What exciting news awaits?
When Momonga saw the headline "Mohican is the Best" on the front page, his heart skipped a beat. Then he saw the photo of the G-1 training field, with a group of Marines sporting matching haircuts.
"Pfft!"
He spat out his coffee.
"Roya!!!"
His enraged roar echoed through the office.
Smoker picked up the newspaper and saw Roya and Barto striking nacing poses, their Mohican haircuts standing tall.
"Pfft!"
He spat out his coffee, too.
What on earth have these idiots done!
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Marine Headquarters, Marshal's Office.
Garp clutched his stomach, laughing so hard he could barely breathe. "Pwahahaha, these little guys are hilarious!"
"Damn it, what's so funny!" Sengoku slamd the newspaper on the ground, clutching his head and gritting his teeth. "Making such a scene at the G-1 Branch, the most important base in the Marines, and then publishing it in the newspaper! The Marine's reputation is ruined!"
"Pwahahaha!"
"Garp, when are you going to stop laughing!"
Zephyr tried to calm things down. "Sengoku, don't bla Garp."
"Shut up!" Sengoku yelled, even angrier. "Zephyr, you're also responsible for this!"
That day, people all over the world rembered one thing:
Mohican is the Best!
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