Kapitel 54: Chapter 28: Is This Fate? 3
What the FUCK?!
She began looking for any sign of injury and sighed in relief at seeing none. Did his previous outfit get destroyed in the fight…? He sure changed fast.
"THAT SCARY GIRL IS YOUR RING?! THAT SCARY GIRL IS A RING?!" Onlookers screamed in shock.
How the fuck did that make sense?! Was she a human that could transform into a ring... or a ring that could transform into a human?! Wait, WHY WAS THIS THE QUESTION THEY WERE WONDERING ABOUT? THAT GORGEOUS WOMAN JUST TRANSFORMED INTO A RING AFTER CALLING THE REDHEAD FATHER!
Nami didn't even know Rosan could bring Ram into the physical world! Could he do that with Mod-chan? She desperately wanted to talk to the woman more to just discuss anything really. The Devil Fruit's words were incredibly insightful and it showed where Rosan inherited his intelligence from.
Rosan nodded at Nojiko's question, before leaning back slightly to avoid a kick from Sanji. He glanced at the injured blonde and tilted his head curiously.
"What was that for?"
"Justice."
"...Enact your justice after this battle," Rosan said dismissively, not even bothering to question the chef. "Luffy, do I have to continue your training? I knew I should have kept it up even after we set sail but I had faith that I managed to get my point across."
The captain's eyes widened in rare fear at that statement because if that happened… Rosan would steal all his meat!
"Trying to give your useless captain a pep talk?" Arlong mocked. "Don't worry, I haven't forgotten what you've done, redhead human. After I'm done with him, you're nex —"
"Gomu Gomu no Bazooka!"
Arlong's eyes rolled to the back of his head momentarily, at the heavy double strike to his gut and he went soaring into the building. The shark man tried to pull himself back up but he spat out a glob of blood as another fist shattered his newly grown teeth again.
"Gomu Gomu no Bullet!"
"Hey… Luffy is a lot more aggressive now," Sanji pointed out, reminded of the overwhelming onslaught he had done against Krieg.
"I've never seen Luffy scared of anything," Zoro grunted, glancing back at Rosan and wondering just what hellish training he put the rubber boy through.
"I've been with Luffy for 10 years, I know how to properly motivate him," the redhead muttered. "Well done on winning your battles, even you Usopp."
"SPEAKING OF WHICH! WHY DID YOU TELL LUFFY TO PUSH ME INTO ONE OF THEM AND WHAT HAPPENED TO MY HAMMER?" The sniper screamed, mostly angry, somewhat curious.
"I made your hammer an actual effective weapon by giving it an explosive feature and adding a blunt force trauma effect. The moment you activate it for the first time though, it will rapidly increase in weight so your motivated to get strong enough in order to carry it normally. Also, I made Luffy push you into one of them so you didn't think about running off," Rosan explained quietly.
The explosive feature and blunt force feature was actually from one of his techniques when Ram was in glove form. It was called Retribution and he performed it by placing his glove directly on your body and forming an explosive effect, while building up its own kinetic energy. It was very fun to use and he very much enjoyed annoying Ace and Maro with it.
Everyone blinked at that. How the fuck did he do all that? Was it his unknown Devil Fruit?
Usopp's eyes glittered at the explanation. Rosan's ability to craft seemed incredibly useful! They could brainstorm some things together in the future!
Then, he registered the second part of his statement.
"JOKES ON YOU! I RAN AWAY ANYWAYS!"
"You surpassed my expectations," Rosan praised.
"That… sounds like an insult."
They sweatdropped at their interaction.
"What about you? You don't look injured," Zoro commented with a raised brow.
"I'm not injured because the fight wasn't hard. That's all," he replied softly. Kaori was good but not enough to ever worry him.
Everyone went into shocked silence at hearing his declaration. Not hard? Just who was this guy? Kaori rarely displayed feats of strength but she didn't need to because it wasn't necessary. The female fishman was a monster in combat and the fact that he completely brushed off her battle...
"YOU DAMN HUMANS!" Arlong roared, bursting out of the rubble with a gigantic sword. It was a giant black pole with six shark tooth-shaped black blades on one side.
The shark fishman's eyes were narrowed into slits and he was breathing heavily. His anger at Luffy had reached its boiling point and his skin was bulging with veins.
"I'LL TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB!"
"Oh no, it's his Kiribachi," Nami muttered, fearful for Luffy's life. That was Arlong's personal weapon and she had never seen anyone survive its onslaught.
"Observe," Rosan muttered to her, making her jump slightly. "The only thing stopping this fight from being over, is Luffy's playful nature. Even with that weapon, he will win."
"How can you be so confident?" Nami asked in wonder. Rosan never doubted Luffy and it was awe inspiring.
"I expect nothing less from someone who managed to become my captain," he replied easily.
Luffy jumped back from a downward swing that completely shattered the floor he had been standing on.
Arlong swung with reckless abandon, chasing Luffy all around the Park and destroying everything in his path with no regard.
"Oh, is that what he's doing?"
"He's trying to get Arlong to destroy his own dream. How ruthless."
Rosan smiled at that.
The fishman eventually chased Luffy into the building and the rubber boy deftly dodged everything launched his way. This only served to make the bruised fishman angrier and his swings became even more reckless.
"That room…" Nami whispered, recognizing it immediately with a nervous expression.
"Modification: Stream," Rosan thought to himself, placing his palm up and showing everyone there what was currently happening.
"So useful!" everyone thought.
Luffy ducked under a vicious swing that tore one of the walls of the building straight off and sent an array of paper scattering.
"Shit," Arlong cursed at his mistake, snapping out of his rage when he realized whose room he was in the process of destroying.
"Hm? What is this place?" Luffy asked in confusion, noting all the papers and the marked pen.
Despite his rage, Arlong couldn't keep the proud, smug smile off his face.
"This is where I made Nami draw sea charts for the past 8 years," he revealed, grinning savagely at the memories. "We fishman can gather oceanic data excellently, but without a skilled cartographer, it's worthless."
"Nami's a genius. She's doing what she loves and I get a valuable tool."
Luffy wasn't listening to him. He picked up a pen with shadowed eyes.
"There's blood on this pen."
Arlong ignored him, too caught up in his maniacal tirade.
"Once Nami draws charts of all the world's oceans, nothing will be able to stop the Fishman! THE WHOLE WORLD WILL BE MY KINGDOM AND WE'RE STARTING WITH THE EAST BLUE!"
Arlong measured Kiribachi at the rubber boy. "You think you can use Nami better than us?"
"Tool? Use?" Luffy whispered lowly, placing the bloodied pen on the floor gently.
The rubber boy suddenly grabbed Arlong's blade and though the fishman tried, he could not budge it an inch.
Much to his disbelief, the rubber boy's grip shattered his weapon in half.
"Just what do you take Nami for?" Luffy snarled, glaring at Arlong with barely repressed fury.
Despite his surprise, Arlong never lost his confidence.
That was a mistake.
"She's an inferior species, but a smart one. If you humans were sewer rats, Nami would be a cheeky-as-hell cat," the shark said smugly.
Arlong was gonna keep buying her clothes and everything she wanted. She would never have a single complaint and she would be doing what she loved.
Of course he'd look out for her, they were crewmates after all —
A hand grabbed the side of his head, before slamming Arlong into the desk and sending it flying through a wall.
He was lifted up and brutally thrown into a stack of paper, not stopping until yet another wall caved under his weight.
Before he could go flying, a rubbery hand grabbed him and dragged him back into the room, tossing him into a cabinet of books this time.
Arlong tried to struggle in his grasp, but Luffy's grip was unforgiving.
"W-What the fuck are you doing?!" Arlong gasped out. "M-My charts? You're destroying eight years of hard work? Do you have any idea how much effort Nami has put into those?!"
The fishman was forcefully brought face to face with Luffy's cold glare by his nose and the fishman tried to break out of it with futile effort. "I don't care how great you are. I don't care about any sea charts. None of that means anything to me but I finally know how to save her."
Arlong screeched in agony as his unbreakable nose was bent again and Luffy tossed him aside.
"As long as this room exists. Nami is stuck here so I'm going to destroy it all," he finished coldly.
"L-Luffy," Nami sobbed, tears forming in her eyes. "Thank you!"
Everyone watched her cry with a fond smile.
Rosan said nothing as he watched the battle reach its climax.
"Gomu Gomu no…"
Luffy shot his leg high up into the air and it stretched until it broke through the ceiling.
Arlong's eyes bugged as he realized what that filthy human was trying to do.
No. NO. NOT ALL HIS YEARS OF HARD WORK! WHO DID THIS HUMAN THINK HE WAS? WHAT DID HE THINK HE WAS DOING?!
"A HUMAN CAN'T DESTROY FISHMAN ISLAND! IT'S IMPOSSIBLE! YOU'LL DIE HERE AND NOW!" Arlong roared hysterically, fixing his nose and charging the rubber boy.
"SHARK TOOTH DRILL!"
The fishman began spinning rapidly at full speed, with his mouth wide open. He reached the vulnerable captain and sunk every single tooth into the boy's sides, drawing a river of blood from the rubber boy.
It was not enough.
"...BATTLE AXE!" Luffy roared, ignoring the pain and bringing his foot down.
Arlong's eyes rolled to the back of his head as the foot crashed into his body and he was knocked unconscious.
But that wasn't all.
So great was the impact, that Luffy's foot drove the fishman through every single floor of the building until his body was firmly embedded into the pavement.
Luffy gingerly touched the area where Arlong had sunk his fangs into and grunted at the sting.
That was gonna need to be patched up.
The shaking of the building caught his attention and he completely ignored a piece of debris bouncing off his head.
"OH NO! ARLONG PARKS ABOUT TO FALL ON US!"
"EVERYONE RUN!"
"NAMI? ROSAN? C'MON LET'S GO!" Johnny tried to urge them both.
"No," Rosan said blandly, uncaring of the destruction going on. He had since shut off his connection with the bird and stood stationary, watching the building collapse with a neutral expression.
Nami nodded in panic. "L-Luffy's still in there! We can't just leave him!"
But there was nothing she could do currently. She could only watch in horror, as the entire building crashed with a thunderous THUD, shaking the very Earth around them.
"LUFFY!" Nami screamed in panic.
Rosan remained silent, a picture perfect depiction of unbothered. Somehow the redhead managed to avoid getting hit by every single piece of flying debris and that left them stumped.
(He just summoned a wall to block it from hitting him. Nothing so outrageous)
Everyone could only watch in anticipation as the smoke began to settle. They were unsure of what happened at the end of the battle and the rising tension was killing them.
"NAMIIIIII!" A voice screamed, bringing tears of relief to her eyes.
Standing on top of the ruins of Arlong Park, one Monkey D. Luffy looked Nami directly in her eyes and she let out a strangled sob at his victory.
"YOU'RE MY FRIEND!" He roared to the heavens.
Nami tried desperately wiping her eyes and when that failed, she gave up and smiled brightly.
"Yeah!" She beamed, tears falling freely.
That seemed to disperse all the tension, as realization finally set in.
"ARLONG PARK HAS FALLEN!"
"WE WON!"
"HE DID IT!"
Relief flooded through every single person's body and they began cheering in earnest. Tears of joy overwhelmed nearly all the citizens who had been subject to Arlong's rule for so long.
Their neverending nightmare was over. They were free.
Rosan silently moved away from the crowd converging around his brother and found a nice and secluded spot to relax in.
"Well?"
"He did good," Rosan whispered softly, gazing at the crowd throwing his brother up in the air.
"He could have finished it faster," Mod pointed out but she was smiling a proud smile.
"That's true but, I think this resulted in a better outcome."
"I agree."
Everyone's celebration was cut short, as the same Marine who had stolen Nami's money, Nezumi, showed up to confiscate all the treasure that Arlong had amassed.
He loudly proclaimed that he would be taking all the credit as well and it was a wonder how he didn't sense all the distaste directed towards him.
He sure was confident in his ability. Typical of a Marine.
All that confidence flew out of the window, as Zoro grabbed ahold of him.
"Don't ruin people's fun when they're finally happy," the swordsman said coldly.
What followed next, was a pummeling by the other male straw hats onto the corrupt Marines that was not even remotely close, despite the battles they were just in.
After that, Nami delivered a brutal strike with her staff to his cheek that sent him flying.
She then threatened him into promising to get help with reparations of Gosa and sent him on his way (not without him listing numerous threats onto the pirate crew).
Rosan's dual eyes never left the retreating Marine.
Then the celebration began in earnest. The villagers went to go tell everyone else the good news and they ran off with cheers.
"Rosan! What are you doing all the way over there!" His crew called, grabbing his attention.
"Letting you guys hog all the spotlight," he muttered, standing up to meet them. "Good job, Luffy. You can have your food."
"YAY!" Luffy cheered happily.
"Oh, Rosan!" Nami's eyes lit up. "Do you think you can help us with reparations?"
"Sure. I'll be done quickly," he replied easily. Modification would make it easy if that was what he focused on.
She smiled gratefully at him. Then another thought made her eyes widen in horror.
"Since we won… does that mean you want your money back?" Nami asked, thinking of the 100 million he gave her.
"Keep it or give it to your villagers. I don't care either way."
"You're the best big bro!" Nami sobbed, throwing herself on the redhead and wetting his outfit with her crocodile tears.
"You need help," Rosan muttered, tilting his head in confusion at the steely glare Sanji was shooting his way.
Since when were they on bad terms?
Rosan stared at the unconscious bodies of the Fishman Pirates, ignoring the dead bodies of the Marines around him with an apathetic gaze.
He inspected each one and nodded in satisfaction.
His crew did good. He was particularly impressed with the damage done to the one with the big mouth because it showed that Usopp actually put up a good fight.
Perhaps he was worth a little of his attention.
"Where is the octopus?" Mod asked in confusion.
"Bah, he probably escaped. Green shits injuries were holding him back plenty so he probably couldn't use his full power to take him out."
It didn't matter. That octopus was an idiot who was easily manipulated. If he used him as a baseline, some clones would be very... peculiar.
These would do fine. Arlong in particular, was much stronger then the others here so he'd serve as a good baseline for Hiroshi.
A Grand Line level crew of Fishman patrolling both Fregate and Celadon's waters... They'd be impenetrable and that's exactly what he wanted.
They were the islands of his dear allies after all. He would provide them all the protection they needed in case he wasn't able to protect them.
Decision made, he deepened their sleep further and sent them off to his Pocket Dimension so that they could be properly transported.
"Now," he thought, eyes transforming into slits as he flew up to stare down at the ship filled with corpses. "It's time to erase evidence."
They never saw him coming. Rosan was on business so he forewent torturing them and instead opted for assasination.
One hit. One kill. Not even a call went through. They would be the victims of a freak storm.
He contemplated framing something but he didn't want the Marines to connect what he was about to do next so let them think this one just vanished.
With that, he charged his dragon's signature flames and fired.
Something was wrong, Nezumi could feel it in his bones because his bones were turning downright frosty.
"Captain Nezumi? You were talking to us about a pirate named Luffy?" The Marine on the other line called.
Nezumi shook his head rapidly and focused back on the topic at hand. Yes, that was right. That damn straw hat had ruined everything and he was going to get a bounty placed on his head, courtesy of him for being so annoying.
He was currently in the process of sending over his picture, when he felt an unspeakable chill crawl down his spine.
Something fell behind him and he quickly turned around to see what it was—
Nothing. He was just being paranoid right now. The only other person in the room, was the Marine that was listening to him report Luffy. He was currently standing guard at the door and regarded Nezumi with a confused expression at being stared at.
Yeah, that's right. His head was still hurting from the beating the pirates gave him so it was likely that he was hallucinating stuff.
That's right.
"Captain Nezu — gacha."
...
The call ended.
Nezumi wasn't the one who ended the call.
Who just ended the call?
The man's heart began slamming against his chest as he slowly turned back around to regard the sleeping snail.
W-What was going on—
"AHHHH!" He let out a shrill scream.
Staring at him, clad in all black, was a redhead stranger with a lifeless expression. He idly pet the sleeping snail and hummed a gentle tune.
"Greetings, Captain Nezumi," the man said politely, standing up and making a show of stretching. "While I was busy, it seems like you gave my dear little brother a bounty..."
"He'll be happy about that," Rosan hummed.
"Y-You!" Nezumi called in surprise, recognizing him immediately. "You're apart of that Luffy's crew! W-What are you all doing here? Come to raid a navy base?!"
"You don't have to worry. It's just me here," Rosan assured, disappearing momentarily and grabbing the one other shocked Marine in the room with the two conversing.
The grunt was taking aim at the redhead, shocked to see him appear so suddenly but his plans of shooting him were put on halt as the pirate appeared right in front of him.
He held the grunt up by the neck and stared at him.
"You shouldn't point such dangerous weapons at people. It might put your life in danger," he advised calmly.
The poor Marine began struggling in his grasp, eyes going wide in terror as the redhead began to steadily squeeze.
"H-Help! Please help me!" He rasped, tears flooding his eyes as his pants grew wet.
Rosan nodded kindly. "Don't worry. I'll help you find a better profession in your next life. Consider not working for such corrupt people again."
With that, the redead effortlessly snapped the man's neck with a brutal crack and tossed him to the side like he were a piece of trash.
"A-A-Ah no. No. No. No..." Nezumi watched in horror as his subordinates lifeless body flew through the air and landed like he were just a simple ragdoll.
He felt that cold chill in his body, transform into a blizzard as he gazed at the nightmare in human flesh.
W-What was even going on? Why… why was this redhead here? W-Was this really happening?!
Why was he staring right at him?!
"Can I tell you something?" Rosan asked softly, unmoved by his casual act of murder. He stared at the discarded body with apathy.
"Since I was four years old, I've always hated the Marines," Rosan admitted, not waiting for Nezumi's response. "I doubt someone like you would ever understand but they took something very important from me."
"But do you want to know what I hate more than a normal Marine?" The redhead whispered.
He pinned Nezumi to the table with his gaze alone and said, "I really hate the corrupt Marines."
Nezumi began shaking in true terror as the stench of blood finally reached him.
"You asked what I'm doing here? Well, while you were giving my captain a bounty, I was out there slaughtering all of your troops. Every single one of them are dead."
He inclined his head to the still body right there. "That was the last one of your guys. It's just you and me and whoever was on the other line of that call. I suspect their getting ready to call you back soon."
"Wait!" Nezumi screeched, stepping back in terror as the redhead slowly approached him. "What do you want? Money? I have plenty I can give you!"
Rosan's response, was to simply grab him by the neck and body slam him onto the table.
"Trying to collaborate with yet another pirate? You should know by now that your corruptness is the reason you're about to die," he whispered and Nezumi tried to struggle in his impossibly strong grasp but he was helpless to stop what happened next.
Rosan skewered him through the table with a silver sword, cutting off any thought processes and making the man squeal.
"UGHHHHHHHHHHH SOMEONE HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!" Nezumi howled, grasping weakly at the sword gluing him to the table.
It hurt. It hurt so bad! He didn't want to die. HE DIDN'T WANT TO DIE!
"You serve no purpose beyond making other's lives more difficult. You have no right to be alive," the redhead declared, staring into his soul as the life drained out of them.
"You can understand right? Wouldn't the world be a better place without you? Don't you get that your greed is an inconvenience to people?" Rosan asked softly, genuinely.
The redhead buried the blade deeper and deeper, making sure to miss anywhere that would instantly kill him.
"I'm just here to help you figure that out. It's not like I personally hate you. I just want you to realize that you're doing us all a favor. You understand, right?"
Nezumi flailed about weakly at the words of the demon before him. There were tears streaming down his face as Rosan got closer and closer until he was face to face with hell itself.
The redhead stared at him and watched as the life slowly but surely left his eyes. He was content to let the man suffer for a bit but a death like this just wouldn't do.
After a moment, he withdrew his sword from the man's chest, ignoring the fountain of blood that didn't touch him and sprouted his draconic wings.
With one flap, he burst through the ceiling and rubble began to fall everywhere.
The Den Den Mushi chose that moment to begin ringing and unbeknownst to Rosan (who would have cursed at his slight mistake), Nezumi's desperate flailing, managed to miraculously cause it to pick up.
"Captain Nezumi!" The Marine on the other side said in annoyance. "Hanging up before the conversation is over, is ru —"
Nezumi coughing up a river a blood, cut him off. The sound was wet and raspy and it filled the Marine with a cold feeling.
"Captain Nezumi? What's going on? Are you alright?" He asked in concern
"Red… Demon… Killed—" Nezumi tried to say through a river of blood, desperately trying to convey a message through the den den and failing miserably.
He needed to inform them… of another member of the… Straw Hats… the redhead… demon.
"CAPTAIN NEZUMI? ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!" The Marine on the other line repeated. "Red Demon…? We're dispatching another branch to your base right now. Hang in there!"
"Ragnarok."
Nezumi wasn't listening anymore. No, his eyes were latched onto the massive shadow looming above him.
The massive shadow looking at him.
He should have given more warnings about the Straw Hats. Straw Hat didn't deserve such a low bounty in hindsight. If he could properly control something like this... Straw Hat needed something even higher.
T-This wasn't something that an average Marine could deal with. Not even the fishman would have been able to protect him from this… this thing.
Straw Hat Luffy wasn't the only problem in that crew. Perhaps Straw Hat wasn't even the biggest problem.
How could he be the biggest problem when there was a Devil lurking in their midst?
"Destroy all evidence before they get suspicious," Rosan thought to himself, glancing down at the Marine Base.
"RAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Was the last thing Nezumi and the Marine on the other line heard.
"Rosan! I told you not to spend too much time repairing Gosa," Nami admonished the redhead, gazing at all the fixed buildings with awe on her features.
He even flipped them back upright! Her scout was seriously incredible!
"Apologies, I wanted to make sure I was thoroughly finished," the redhead replied, double checking to make sure he didn't have any blood on him.
It was unlikely but he could never be too sure.
"Don't worry, I told everyone not to visit while you were working on it. Wouldn't want anyone else to figure out your Devil Fruit," Nami informed him and he nodded thankfully at their useful navigator while absentmindedly pulling her into a hug.
"Well done," he praised her, patting her on the head and getting it slapped away in return.
"Don't ruin my hair," she grumbled in annoyance.
She didn't break the hug though.
The hug felt nice.
"Oh, I thought that was the look you were going for and was just trying to help."
He dodged the wild swing aimed at him and deftly tossed the fuming navigator over his shoulder.
"Why is everyone trying to hard to hit me lately… Keep it up and I'll start training you," Rosan told her.
"NO THANKS! NOW PUT ME DOWN!" She answered swiftly, repeatedly beating his back to no success and struggling in his grip... to no success. He wasn't even flinching slightly from her blows! What was this guy made of?!
Goddamnit she hated Rosan.
Rosan sat a ways away from all the celebrating with a cup of sake that had been forcefully shoved in his hands by one of the increasingly grabby women.
The celebration was in full swing right now and he had excused himself from the more… touchy ones. They had been forcing him to dance with them near nonstop and not seeing any fault in it, he said yes.
That was a mistake. He wasn't sure how many people he danced with but they were surely trying to test his near limitless stamina. Men and women alike seemed to want a piece of him and it was rather startling.
Perhaps he should have never learned how to dance but his pride (and the memories of Robin laughing repeatedly at his horrible dancing while she did a fantastic job herself) demanded he master such a skill in case he needed it for infiltration.
Well, that's what he told himself at least. He hardly did a infiltration mission that required him to be undercover. He definitely mastered dancing for his wounded childish pride.
Alas, he finally managed to slink away so that he could enjoy a moment of peace.
He had no idea defeating one of the officers would net him so much popularity but his social skills were never the greatest.
"That's a lie! Don't you remember that one woman whose house you broke into when Robin was sick? You two became friends after speaking for two minutes!"
"Ah, you mean Hana. I wonder how she's doing?" Rosan hummed in curiosity.
That was a fun day. He hoped Goro had no side effects from the very gentle jam he did to him.
A figure sat next to him and he inclined his head to regard the person. "Sanji."
"Rosan," the chef replied back calmly, handing the redhead a plate of rice and shrimp.
Rosan accepted it with a thank you and said, "Is this my best meal?"
Surprisingly, the chef shook his head. "I tried cooking it up but I felt like I could do better if I keep improving so no. Until I feel proud of that dish I promised you, you can enjoy my frequent failures once a day."
The redhead nodded and took a bite of the rice and shrimp combination, humming at the taste.
Sanji didn't want to make it too obvious but he eyed the redhead's reaction in anticipation.
"You know, this is actually my first time eating your food, considering you avoided me nonstop at the Baratie."
The blonde blushed in embarrassment. "There was a lot going on okay! How does the food taste, shitty redhead?!"
The redhead didn't answer him, taking another bite and humming again. His voice was surprisingly pleasant but Sanji couldn't really enjoy that because of how nervous he suddenly felt.
"Why do you call this dish a failure?" Rosan asked suddenly.
"...Why? Because it's not the best dish I promised you," the chef replied bluntly.
It was his best work currently, that was for sure. But his best work currently wasn't the limit of what he could do. He could get better. He would continuously strive to make that dish and Rosan would be his test subject every day if he had to be.
"...If that's the case, I look forward to eating something you consider a success. This is the best meal I've ever had," Rosan said, smiling softly and polishing the rest of the meal off. "You've grown Sanji. I'm proud to see you striving closer to your dreams. I knew you could do it."
Sanji felt his heart soar at that declaration and the chef was unable to hide the blinding grin that made its way onto his face.
He said it! He really did remember Sanji's promise all those years ago!
"See! I told you! It's good eh and I can get even better!" The blonde bragged.
"And you plan on giving me my own meal every day? I feel so spoiled," Rosan responded. Having such a good chef on the crew was a great thing for them all. He'd have to make sure the fridge was always fully stocked up on food.
"So how has life been treating you?" The redhead asked calmly, glancing down into his cup and downing it. The moment he finished it off, someone replaced it with another and he raised a brow at the lingering touch on him.
Were... Were they watching him this whole time?
"You need to get away soon, my danger senses are going off," Mod said nervously. By danger senses, she meant Rosan's chastity of course. The threat to that was far more important to her then someone attacking him.
"It'll be fine... I think."
"A little tough, but mostly good… What about you? From Bounty Hunter to Pirate…" Sanji replied, taking a seat next to the redhead.
Rosan hummed softly. "It's been eventful since we met. We beat your father, you know? Grim and I. Unfortunately, we weren't able to fully get rid of him before his soldiers appeared."
Sanji froze at that. "You two… beat him?"
"Yeah, he deserved it," the redhead responded simply. "Though… he didn't have his raid suit with him so that made it easier for us."
Sanji remained silent. To be honest, a part of him was relieved that Reaper didn't kill his father. He didn't want Judge dead, he just wanted to escape from him.
"You're a kind kid, to be relieved by your abuser's safety," Rosan remarked softly.
"Don't call me kid like that damn old man... Why were you guys raiding Germa anyways?"
"Grim wanted a challenge and we chose Germa. Then, we stole the blueprints to the Raid Suit."
Sanji quirked a brow in clear surprise. "You have the blueprints to the Raid Suit?!"
The redhead nodded and revealed his armband. "This is it. It's very useful."
Sanji nodded in agreement, confused as to why it wasn't in a canister but not doubting the redhead's claim. He knew all about the raid suit due to his upbringing and to know Rosan had one, made him all the more powerful.
"Does anyone know of your ties with Germa?"
"Just you and Grim… speaking of which, where are they?" Sanji asked in return.
"Running a kingdom in the North Blue. She's currently married to my sister."
"Grim's a she and she's married to your sister?!"
He wondered how they look?
"For 5 years now. You'll meet her one day, she's been getting more and more eager to meet you all plus she'll recognize you. Also, my sister looks like a female version of me."
A female version of Rosan... Sanji could begrudgingly admit that the redhead was not ugly so his sister must be gorgeous.
"She is. Maro is quite beautiful as well and the two are constantly receiving attention wherever they go."
"By the way... what did you do to be forcefully retired?"
"Killed someone very important for trying to enslave me," Rosan replied instantly, face neutral.
"He tried to what?!" Sanji barked in fury, making sure his voice didn't get too loud.
Enslave Reaper?! What the fuck?! You couldn't just try and trap the Angel of Death! No wonder the Shinigami went and killed him!
But he wondered just who the man killed... had to have been some type of noble or Marine or something.
Eh, he didn't care. Good riddance.
The two continued to talk to each other and Sanji couldn't keep the smile off his face. To think he'd be in a crew with the one who he admired for so long and they were having a normal conversation.
The world worked in funny ways.
Speaking of which…
"That beautiful woman… Ram," Sanji said gravely. "She's your… weapon? That you have on 24/7? Who never wants to leave your side? Who you use for combat?"
Rosan tilted his head at the sudden topic switch but nodded. "That's right. She is only loyal to me. We've been together for around 12 years."
He and that woman had been together for 12 years. That gorgeous, jaw dropping beauty only answered to him... Lucky son of a —
"There you are! I thought they were never gonna leave you alone!" Nojiko beamed. Her face was flushed red and it was clear that she had one drink too many.
"Big sis!" Sanji swooned, walking up to meet her.
His jaw dropped as she completely ignored him.
The woman dove onto a stationary Rosan and began tugging him insistently. "I'm gonna borrow your friend for the rest of the night! See ya~" She called, not letting either refuse.
"Nojiko… you're drunk. Do you know what you're doing right now? Do you know who I am?" Rosan asked, resisting her pull a bit.
"I'm pulling away a hot redhead named Rosan. Duh. Have you seen the way you've been getting eyed by everyone?" Nojiko slurred, raising a brow as she continued tugging his sleeve. "I've got dibs and I'm cashing in before someone else does or I blackout from the alcohol!"
Rosan simply sighed and allowed her to drag him away. Eventually, the two vanished from a stunned Sanji's gaze.
He fell to his knees and punched the floor in despair.
"It should have been me!" He sobbed, clutching his heart.
He hated Rosan. Why?! WHY WAS THAT DAMN ROBOT SO POPULAR?! WHAT WASN'T HE UNDERSTANDING?!
Unknown to him, a certain purple haired woman shared the same sentiment as the chef.
"Why are you so popular?" Mod moaned sadly, covering her face with both hands. She just knew he should have gotten away.
"Take care of my little sister, alright?" An exhausted Nojiko requested, staring at the nonchalant Rosan with a glare.
She had seen Genzo talking to the rubber captain before getting a bit... drunk, so she decided to talk to the first one of the straw hats she had met and trusted the most.
"Why are you telling this to me? I'm not the captain, just a humble scout," Rosan said softly, idly holding the woman upright so she didn't fall.
Nojiko raised a brow at his self proclaimed title.
He was anything but normal (or humble) but for some reason, he wasn't keen on showing anyone his true capabilities.
The Straw Hats were currently packing and getting ready to leave, when she pulled the redhead to the side to have a talk with him.
"I'm telling you because you're the one I trust the most," Nojiko admitted. He forced her to open her eyes to the truth of Arlong lying, protected her from their potential wrath and completely repaired a destroyed Gosa all by himself.
And he wondered why he was suddenly so popular with their citizens. What would have taken them months or years, he finished instantly.
Who was Rosan, really?
"I'm not someone worthy of trust but… I'll see what I can do," the redhead replied. He liked Nami. She was someone who knew about the darkness of the world, just like him and they formed... a bond from that.
He'd keep her safe.
"Anything else you want to say to me before I board the ship?"
Nojiko was about to say no before a mischievous grin made its way onto her face. "That's a really gorgeous tattoo you have. You shouldn't be so reluctant to show it off like you're doing right now."
Rosan glanced down slightly at his long sleeved purple shirt and hummed. "My sister would appreciate that comment... After killing you of course. I'll keep that in mind for the future. I'm quite fond of wearing long sleeved clothing."
"Booo, you're no fun. At least feel the slightest bit embarrassed," Nojiko pouted, rolling her eyes in the process. His sister would kill her? He sure had quite the crazy family.
The redhead snorted quietly and walked away with a short wave, making her stumble from the loss of support. "As if you could ever embarrass me when this is how you are after one night."
"I WAS CAUGHT OFF GUARD AND DRUNK!"
"Whatever helps you sleep better at night."
"FUCK OFF!"
"I hate you," Sanji said to the redhead, staring lifelessly at him.
"Is that all you're going to say now whenever we speak?" Rosan asked with a tilted head.
"I hate you."
"Right. Figured," he nodded. He was about to go retreat further into the ship, when he realized their navigator hadn't boarded yet.
Almost as if on cue, Nami showed up behind all the waving villagers and ordered for them to set sail, before running through all of the citizens without pausing.
"YOU'RE GONNA LEAVE WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE?!"
"LET US THANK YOU AT LEAST!"
Nami ignored it all, weaving and dodging everyone in her path before she leapt to the sailing ship.
Back facing her old village, the navigator pushed up her shirt and an array of wallets fell out.
"She didn't…" Genzo gaped.
"MY WALLET'S GONE!"
"MINE TOO?"
"SHE STOLE IT?"
"She did…" Nojiko sighed fondly.
"Take care, everyone!" Nami grinned smugly, waving at them with a stolen bill in her hand.
"YOU DAMN SNEAK THIEF!" They roared.
"That was impressive," Mod smiled fondly.
"She's good," Rosan nodded.
"GET BACK HERE!"
"GIVE US BACK OUR WALLETS!"
"COME BACK SOON!"
"WE'RE GRATEFUL TO YOU ALL!"
"BYE EVERYONE! I'LL BE BACK!" Nami grinned ear to ear, waving both arms.
Rosan expected Maro to be glaring at him when he showed up and he was aware that lately she had begun chucking stuff in her annoyance...
The redhead caught the table thrown at him and skidded back a few steps from the force behind it.
...But wasn't this a bit much?
"People normally throw their shoes. Not tables," Rosan commented, walking up to place it down in front of the annoyed queen. It was a good thing she had finished up her paperwork else they'd have to spend some time rearranging it.
"Not only did you not even explain the situation to me… you left me with the duty of telling Angel you visited without seeing her," Maro snarled, fury painted all over her features.
"You've been growing your hair out?" Rosan asked, grabbing a strand of white and blue and inspecting it. It was going a bit past her chin now, which was a surprise considering she kept it at chin length since she was 11.
His student liked her hair short so that it didn't get in the way. It was a surprise to see one of her bangs flowing a bit past her eyes now.
"Don't change the subject!" The Dokkaebi barked, not moving his hand out of the way. "...But yes, I wanted to grow it a bit past my shoulders. Angel thought I'd look cute with longer hair and I haven't gotten into too much of a serious fight lately so I figured I'd give it a shot."
"I think it'd look good on you so long as it doesn't impede," Rosan agreed, getting a happy scowl out of her. "Sorry for leaving so abruptly the other day, I was in the middle of a battle with the Arlong Pirates."
The 23 year old's eyes widened in interest and she pushed herself up so that they could walk around the castle together.
"So Kaori was apart of their crew, right? Those burns looked like they were done by your dragon," she pointed out and the redhead nodded.
"She was my opponent. A long time ago, when I was captured, I fought and killed her father," he informed her. He didn't miss how affectionately the queen referred to her so he guessed they were getting along.
What a pleasant surprise. Rosan was sure the fishman would have tried to attack them and Maro would have had to put her out of her misery.
Maro's mouth opened. "You mean that fishman you fought when you were imprisoned?! That was her dad?! Wow, considering she allowed you to bring her here and didn't cause a fuss… She's really mature!"
"I thought the same thing."
The two approached Demon's room and entered without knocking, seeing as the door was slightly ajar.
"Oh, hi Master," the younger clone greeted, standing up to hug his older brother.
"Greetings, Demon," Rosan hummed, patting the shorter clone on his purple head. "Thank you for healing my guest with no questions."
"Of course. As a doctor, its my job to care for my patients," he grinned.
A snarl of irritation alerted Rosan to the table flying at him and he deftly caught it before it could crash and break on his body.
"Why are you all throwing tables at me?" Rosan asked in curiosity.
"Cause you visited without telling me," Angel growled, marching up to her older brother with a look that promised pain.
"I was in quite the rush. We were in the middle of a pirate battle so that I could free my navigator," the Mod Mod no Mi user explained, holding her by the shoulders to placate her.
"He's right," a voice said. "What was happening over there needed to be dealt with quickly. Seeing as you're alive… I take it Arlong's been defeated?"
"Ah, Kaori," Rosan greeted. "Yes, Arlong's been defeated by my captain. We've freed Nami and the villagers from his clutches. How are your injuries?"
"I'm mostly just sore now… Demon is really good at what he does," Kaori praised. The purple haired clone didn't even bat an eye at the fact that she was a fishman that stood nearly a foot taller than him.
The doctor just diligently worked on her body while tutting his teeth and saying, "Master really needs to learn to hold back more. Just because he thinks he's holding back a sufficient amount doesn't mean he actually is..."
He even made small talk with her! It's like he didn't care that she was an intimidating fishman.
Actually, none of them cared that she was a fishman… she had never met such weird humans before. The queen immediately apologized for Rosan's behavior and the two hit it off from there once Kaori cracked a smile at her complaints about the redhead being a complete ass.
She… she liked them. Even the female redhead who was rude at first but warmed up to her after realizing she was being unintentionally hostile.
"Arlong Pirates?" Angel raised a brow. "Isn't that the crew of fishmen Maro was talking to me about one day? You guys got in a brawl with them? Tell us all about it!"
"Right," Rosan nodded but before he could do that, he glanced towards Kaori. "What will you do now, Kaori? You said you wanted to find your Master?"
"Yes, his names Jinbe… I wanted to find him but since everything's been dealt with… if your majesty doesn't mind, I'd like to stay here for a little longer," the fishman stated, looking a bit embarrassed to be asking.
"Awww!" Maro gushed in happiness and glomped the fishman, much to her surprise. "You can stay here as long as you like, Kaori! Everyone in the castle already likes you and you're really nice so we'd be happy to have you! We can even spar together! It'll be soooo fun! You know, I have a Devil Fruit! I can turn into a giant green goblin called a Dokkaebi and it lets me do so much things like grow plants faster! Oh! But that doesn't really help me with combat! I can use fire too! But I'm not as rude with it as Master is so you don't gotta worry!"
Kaori felt her head spinning at how rapidly Maro was speaking but she couldn't keep the fond smile off her face at the Queen's antics and slowly returned the hug. They didn't care at all that she was a fishman… maybe, maybe these were the type of humans that Jinbe were talking about? The ones that made him strive for peace between both races...
She had a Devil Fruit too? That would be fun to spar with but if she was anywhere near her opponent's strength... Kaori might find it difficult to get a win.
"Unexpected, but I'm glad you guys are getting along," Rosan hummed. He wasn't really expecting her to want to stay here but that worked out fine. Maro now had a clear strongest soldier at her disposal.
Wait. Did she say her Master's name was Jinbe? The Warlord and probably the strongest fishman alive currently?
Hm... He'd have to keep that in mind. Kaori was quite reasonable despite what he did to her. He had no doubt that she still hated him but she was doing a good job masking it.
"She's very pleasant and I have to admit, I've never actually worked on a fishman before. I expected it to be difficult but there really were not much differences between you and a human," Demon shrugged.
"I've been… trying to be more accepting of everyone instead of automatically hating them," Angel admitted with an embarrassed expression. "I realize that my personality can make it a bit difficult for you guys so I'm trying to change and Kaori's not someone who deserves my rudeness…"
It was hard but it was something that she had been working on since her and Maro announced that they were getting married. She had a much easier time with the citizens of their Celadon but when going out and meeting others, her old habits came back with a vengeance.
Especially if they were political meetings... She was pretty sure Maro only liked bringing her to those so she had an excuse to bail.
Maro happily glomped Angel and snuggled her. "I'm so proud of you! You do whatever makes you happy!"
"S-Shut up," she grumbled with a red face. Without hesitation, she returned the hug and sighed happily at the floral scent of her wife.
"Wow, my older sister is actually maturing? I never thought I'd see the day," Demon teased, grinning at her and immediately wiping the small smile off her face.
"S-SHUT UP!" She said louder, getting ready to charge her stupid little brother.
Rosan watched them interact with a tiny smile that Kaori didn't miss.
"You must really love them, don't you?" She asked the redhead and he nodded his head without hesitation.
"Yes, they're my family. I'm sure if you spend enough time with them, you'll see why. They aren't at all like me."
Kaori went deep into thought at that, glancing at the three leaders of Celadon with a curious eye.
Rosan cleared his throat and gathered their attention instantly. "You guys want to know what happened with Arlong right? I'll tell you all about it."
They nodded eagerly and Maro had Kanna bring them snacks while he told the tale.
Kaori… Kaori could get used to this.
"The 16th branch base has been completely destroyed?"
"Yes… the late Captain Nezumi had been calling about a pirate named Straw Hat Luffy before the call abruptly ended… when we called back, all we could hear were his wet gurgles and him mentioning a Red Demon. We suspect that he had been brutally attacked."
"...Was it this Luffy to do it?"
"We don't think so. Based on evidence, we suspect that… it was either someone with some type of mythical zoan… most likely one that can breathe fire."
His grip on the dial tightened. "A Mythical Zoan that can breathe fire? What are you implying? That Kaido just randomly showed up and destroyed a Marine Base?"
It was too random even for the drunken Yonko. Flying all the way over to the East Blue and destroying a random Marine Base?
"That's not what we're implying! It couldn't have been Kaido," he said quickly, shivering at the memory. At the sheer terror he had felt listening over the line. Captain Nezumi didn't say much but there was nothing that could hide the amount of fear he had in his final moments.
"Well, it's just… in his dying moments, Captain Nezumi said, "Red. Demon. Killed," and then I… I heard an absolutely terrifying roar before, what we suspect to be, a rush of flames cut the connection. Here, we have it recorded for you to hear."
"RAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGHHHHHHHHH!" The memory of the creature roared, before a different noise washed over everything and abruptly cut the connection.
It didn't even sound human.
"…" There was a tense silence that prompted the Marine to speak up again.
"A-After some deeper inspection, we found out that Captain Nezumi had been collaborating with the Arlong Pirates for years not to keep the pirates actions hidden. The Fishmen also went missing so perhaps it was a coded message? Red could mean blood, demon could be the Fishman and killed is obvious. The roar is more difficult to explain but I was told they had possession of a sea beast so maybe?"
He clenched a fist at that. Collaborating with pirates and hiding his threat? How completely shameful.
"...Garp should currently be in the East Blue, I'll inform him of the situation and see if he has any clues. Dismissed."
"Sir… what will we do about Nezumi's last words?"
"We don't have enough conclusive information to inquire what he was talking about. Be on the lookout for the missing fishman and distribute Straw Hat Luffy's bounty as planned."
"Right!"
Sengoku sighed in annoyance as his subordinate left. Corrupt Marines were running amok in the Blue Seas it seemed. Even now, Garp was currently in the East Blue to capture and deliver the former Captain, Morgan to his court martial.
Maybe the Vice Admiral would have a clue on just what attacked the deceased Nezumi…
Replaying that clip in his head, the Fleet Admiral frowned in confusion.
That roar didn't even sound like it belonged on a human. Zoans could very much speak while transformed so perhaps this was a creature that showed up from the Grand Line?
If it was a sea beast that belonged to the Arlong Pirates... It made sense but the rush of flames were far more confusing.
There was one Mythical Zoan user he knew about in the Blue Seas but she would never roar like that. It was beneath her and she had no reason to attack a Marine Base all the way in the East Blue...
He was getting too old for this shit. He never thought he'd have to be concerned about things happening outside the Grand Line.
"Nope, I don't know anything about that," Garp said bluntly, idly digging in his nose and taking a bite out of his rice crackers. "If I see the fishman, I'll deal with it but it could have just been a bored zoan user from the Grand Line. I heard Mihawk was in the East Blue recently so maybe they know somethin we don't."
"Just be on the lookout," Sengoku grunted in annoyance, hanging up the call. Dealing with Garp when he wasn't in person was too much of a headache and he already had one.
Garp took another rice cracker and munched on it, as the call ended.
The moment that happened, his face turned uncharacteristically serious.
A red demon, speculated to have a Mythical Zoan, with fire, attacking a Marine who had jurisdiction over Cocoyashi Village… the place where the pirate Straw Hat Luffy had just finished defeating Arlong.
It was too much to call it a coincidence. Only one person could have done this and it wasn't the Arlong Pirates and their Sea Beast.
Portgas D. Rosan.
The redhead made it abundantly clear that he could not stand the Marines, but since starting his journey, he didn't go out of his way to attack the normal ones.
The corrupt ones however? Garp doubted they were as lucky.
On one hand, Rosan had attacked and destroyed a Marine Base… On the other, that was the only Marine Base to have been destroyed in the East Blue…
Even after 10 years, Garp still didn't have the slightest clue what Rosan's Devil Fruit was. He himself thought it was a mythical too but the redhead very politely told him, "Fuck off. I'd rather get tortured for 10,000 years then divulge information about myself with a Marine. Don't ask me anything anymore."
They then got in a fight right after because Luffy and Ace began laughing at him and he decided to deliver justice on all three.
Damn brats.
Luffy and Rosan had been sailing together for a while now and it didn't seem like it was in the redhead's interest to needlessly attack the World Government.
That's why Garp chose not to inform Sengoku of what he knew. Rosan had been doing the Marines a favor by getting rid of such a corrupt person, who was willing to subject an entire village to 8 years of torment just for some money.
"I would rather die then put my trust in a group of people who would condemn a newborn for the sins of their parent. I was 4 and I had to watch my innocent mother die because of your organization. You think I don't know the cause of my mother's death? You think I don't know who caused it?"
Memories of a younger Rosan sprung up in his mind and the Vice Admiral grunted.
Good riddance. He was exactly what Rosan hated in a Marine and nothing would have been able to save him from his oldest brats wrath.
While he and the redhead's relationship did improve, it was not by much. He would still do him this one favor though, only because Rosan attacked one Marine Base and it was a corrupt one. If it continued to happen, they'd find out on their own it was Rosan and then there'd be nothing Garp could do at that point.
All his grandchildren choosing to become pirates...
Curse his Marine Duty clashing with his family.
He hoped this didn't become too prevalent in the future.
Bonus
"Miss All Sunday, what did I tell you about having one of your clones speak to me?" Mr. Zero asked with a raised brow, stamping down his annoyance due to knowing that it wouldn't achieve anything with her.
Frosty blue eyes stared uncaringly at their partner, unfazed by the question and offering them a placid smile. "I have more pressing matters to attend to. All you want, is for me to deliver a message for you anyways."
"More pressing matters?" He asked threateningly, eyes narrowing. "What matters are more pressing then taking my orders?"
The warning was clear in his tone. If she was planning something, he would find out and she'd regret every decision she ever made.
Still, she did not falter. The woman just raised a single brow at him.
Crocodile respected that. Ever since they first met, Miss All Sunday hadn't shown an ounce of fear towards him.
Well, not like she showed anything besides that fake smile. The woman seemed almost programmed at times.
Not like he cared. She did her job and she did it well.
"My business. Are you going to kill me if I don't tell you? Don't forget the rules we made. Do not pry into my life," she warned, fake smile still on her face.
"Be glad this is not something important, Nico Robin," Crocodile grunted, handing her a set of letters. "The next set of orders for the agents. Thanks to you, we have a nice lead on the location of the Princess."
She accepted them without hesitation, placing them in her cloak and walking off. "I'm just doing my job. Also, don't call me that name."
With that, Nico Robin left without so much as a wave.
Crocodile stared at her retreating back and took a puff out of his cigar.
He didn't know what that women was thinking most the time but as long as she continued to serve him, he didn't care.
"Princess Vivi of Alabasta... to think you managed to infiltrate my organization and find out my identity," the man muttered.
No matter, she'd be dead soon enough with no one ever figuring out he was Mr. Zero.
Then, he could fully commence his plans.
Crocodile's dark laughter rang throughout his base, for no one to hear.
Frosty blue eyes melted a bit, as they gazed tenderly at a picture of her best friend.
Nico Robin wasn't sure how long she had been staring at the picture of her and Rosan for, but she didn't really plan on moving anytime soon. She just continued to stare and reminisce.
If he were alive, he'd be 24 right about now. That little boy, so much shorter then her, would have been a grown man now. She wondered if his childish claims of being taller then her would be true?
Her heart ached at the thought that she'd never be able to find out how he would look with adulthood but despite that, she didn't shed a tear.
Robin wasn't sure when the last time she cried was. Perhaps it was the day she vowed to live on for the both of them? The day where she put a mask on and hid herself from the world.
What was the point in showing anyone anything? The world seemed so much darker without her sun.
Memories of all their moments began flowing and Robin abruptly stood up, lest she remain here for the rest of the day.
It would do her no good to just sulk here for hours on end.
Rosan would be furious if she did that.
So perhaps she'd do something he would like. Something productive. Coming to the Grand Line when she hit 18 meant she could always find something productive to do.
Rosan would really have loved this place. He'd have gotten so strong here...
"Princess Vivi knows your identity, Mr. Zero."
Perhaps she'd pay a visit to the naive princess currently stationed in Whiskey Peak. The same one who thought she had done such a good job infiltrating Baroque Works.
Unfortunately for her, Robin had her figured out immediately. Seeing as she was the only one who did, the Devil Child saw no reason to spoil her fun because it reminded her of when she herself used to do infiltration missions as a child.
Watching that princess naively navigate through such an impossible task...
Perhaps that's why she assisted the princess a bit in finding out Mr. Zero's identity. That naivety reminded her of her dear little friend. The same boy who deemed her his best friend almost immediately after meeting her.
Perhaps that's why she also leaked that the princess knew of Crocodile's identity. Being so naive did no one any favors. She needed a wake up call before her entire life got shattered.
Such gullible hopefulness, shouldn't try and shine in a world so dark.
She shouldn't be leaving her clone to do all the work for her. It was time to be productive.
The Devil Child stared at the picture of her and Rosan again and gently tucked it away.
"I… I don't want to be the reason you give up, so please keep fighting until we see each other again because I won't die," little Rosan, so adorable as he stared at her so resolutely, told her.
Robin sighed before her frozen mask appeared again and the woman idly stroked the single red strand of her hair that lay gently on her shoulder. It was her memento to him and the only reason her entire hair wasn't red, was because of how much Rosan adored the original color.
He liked everything about her. To him, Robin was perfect and vice versa...
She'd do anything to see Rosan again. Even once.
Even if it meant dying to reunite with him. Life really wasn't worth living right now anyways.
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