Chapter 8: Loguetown

Chapter 8: Loguetown

Im not a treasure, just a hero pursuing my interests and doing what I can, Saitama replied, waving his hand with vacant eyes.

Garps laughter echoed fiercely. Young people like you, with ideas such as yours, are becoming increasingly rare, he said. With your strength, doing what you can is the greatest contribution to justice!

Saitama scratched his head.

Im not sure if Im doing anything special, he said, shrugging. But I guess if I can help, then Ill do it.

After the noise had subsided, Saitama cupped his ear and asked, So, where are we headed?

To the Marine Headquarters! Garp replied, patting Saitama on the shoulder.

I could have directly recommended you to the local Marine branch, but I recall you saying that heroes dont accept a superior-subordinate relationship. Therefore, Ill take you to register at the branch and arrange a suitable place for you to stay. Will that work for you?

Saitama blinked in surprise. Ah, thank you for your kindness, he said.

As the two conversed, a Marine suddenly burst out of the cabin.

Vice Admiral Garp! the soldier saluted in a crisp, standard manner.

Weve just received a distress signal from the nearby Marine branch. Please give orders on how to proceed.

A distress signal? Garp was taken aback.

He hurried into the cabins communication room and barked at the liaison officer, Whats going on? Loguetown is nearby. Why hasnt Smoker gone to help?

The liaison officer was on the line with the Den Den Mushi.

He jumped to his feet when he saw Garp enter and reported, Vice-Admiral Garp, its Commander Smoker who sent the distress signal!

What?! Garp was shocked.

Smoker was the former General -Black Arm Zephyrs- apprentice and a Logia-type Devil Fruit user. He should have been almost invincible in the first half of the Grand Line!

The Marine Headquarters had stationed him in Loguetown for a reason. And now, that stubborn, brave boy had issued a distress signal. Something significant must have happened!

Garp quickly reached for the Den Den Mushi and shouted, Whats going on, Smoker? Who attacked you? Are you okay?

-Cough-

There was a weak cough from the other end of the Den Den Mushi, only worsening Garps premonition of the situation.

With a sudden burst of speed, Garp lunged toward the window, shattering it into countless shards before grabbing the man by his lapel.

Hey Let go of me! The man squirmed, but Garps grip was unyielding. Im just an ordinary merchant. A Marine cant do this to me without a proper reason

Reason? Garp locked eyes with the man and sneered.

I remember you You have quite the reputation in the East Blue Rockstar!

Damn, you recognized me?

Rockstarspat with disdain and drew his talon gloves, quickly striking Garp in the stomach with a backhand. Im the kind of person an old man with a foot in the coffin can handle

Poof!!!

But before he could say more, Garps punch landed squarely on his jaw, shattering his bones. Fear overwhelmed the pirate as he looked at the unassuming old man before him, wondering who he could possibly be.

The corsair was shocked and wondered who this old man could be. What the heck! Who on earth is he?!

Garp stood on Rockstars chest and demanded, Tell me quickly, whats going on here? Why is nobody at the wharf, and why are you, a foul pirate, hiding here?

Trembling with fear, the pirate was unable to answer when suddenly the ground froze.

From the corner appeared a middle-aged man wearing round sunglasses.

Garp-san

As Aokiji appeared, he greeted Garp with a cold gaze behind his sunglasses, his hands nonchalantly in his pockets.

Welcome to Loguetown, he said.

Hey everyone,

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Looking forward to catching you in the next chapter!

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