A few days later, the Battleship led by Kuro arrived at Headquarters.
Kuro did not delay. After getting off the ship and letting a group of cadres rest, he went to Kizaru's office.
"Oh, Kuro, you're back."
In the office, Kizaru was drinking tea with a satisfied look on his face. When he saw Kuro coming, he pointed to the opposite seat and said, "Sit anywhere."
'Then how can I be polite to you?'
Kuro rolled his eyes and sat down casually.
"Grandpa, I sent you the report before, did you see it?"
"I see it."
Kizaru chuckled and said, "It's no problem for Ian and Bintz to re-enlist, but they left the Marine without permission. The opinion here is to start with new recruits."
"New recruit?"
Kuro frowned. "Wouldn't that be too slow? The strength of these two people is at least that of a Lieutenant Colonel. There is no need to start with new recruits. Marshal Sakasugi has just presided over the world conscription. There is no need to be so harsh on his own people."
"Well, it's just an opinion. If you have a suggestion, of course you can do what you say. It's not a big deal."
Kizaru smiled and said, "After all, we are fellow disciples."
"Whatever you do is not a big deal to you."
Kuro rolled his eyes and leaned back comfortably. Then, he stretched out his hand and said, "Grandpa, I'm going to G-3. It's such a dangerous place. Shouldn't you give me some help? Some Pacifista."
"You want too much, Kuro." Kizaru smiled gently.
"Not much, I saved it for you."
Kuro said, "Let me calculate it for you. The price of the Pacifista PX-Z is a little low now, but overall, the cost of building five PX-Z is about the cost of four great warships. I want a thousand of them. In the past, it would be a thousand great warships, but now it is 800 great warships."
He said excitedly, "Grandpa, I have earned 200 Battleships for you. After rounding up the 500 Battleships, you will have 1,000 Battleships! It is equivalent to taking them for nothing!"
Kizaru opened his mouth and said, "A thousand ships, it's so scary~"
"Right, right, so…"
"No, Kuro," Kizaru said with a smile.
Kuro's face fell. "How many?"
Kizaru stretched out a hand in front of Kuro and then bent two fingers.
"Three? That's too little." Kuro said unhappily.
Of course, Kuro knew that he was asking for an exorbitant price for 1,800 units, but 3 units was too little.
"Old man, I'm going to G-3, the front line, such a dangerous place, and you only gave me three?" Kuro said.
"Last time, you also conscripted two from Sabaody Archipelago and one from Pegasus Island. If I give you three more, it will be six, Kuro."
Kizaru chuckled and said, "Although I also want to give it all to you, I can't. The supply of Marine personnel is still tight, and I can't give it all to you, otherwise the higher-ups will have objections. Besides, you don't need Pacifista, Kuro."
"Why can't I use it?"
Kuro was not convinced. "Peacemaker, old man, don't underestimate this technology. It is used to capture those difficult pirates. Even in the New World, it is very useful. It is never better to defend the base. Once there are more of this, I can also put it on a warship to deal with pirates."
"But there really isn't that much."
Kizaru scratched his head and looked at Kuro. "Five channels, at most five channels. This old man will be said to be protective again."
"For the sake of the younger generation, please forgive me."
Kuro exhaled a mouthful of smoke. "Wutai, forget it. It's better than nothing."
"Well, although there are not many Pacifista, I also got you some help. For this, I even asked Vegapunk."
Kizaru smiled and said, "Aren't you going back to worship your ancestors? You can take advantage of this time to go back. I will give you some time off and then you can go to G-3."
"Oh, Old Master, you have a conscience, you actually want me to go back…"
Kuro's eyes had just revealed joy when he suddenly froze and said alertly, "No, what do you want me to do?"
Kizaru had told the old man before that he would go home to worship his ancestors. Kizaru also knew that he would definitely return to East Blue at this time every year.
"It's nothing. I just want you to go back to your hometown to worship your ancestors. Isn't this your family tradition?" Kizaru said with a smile.
"That's true… You don't need my help again, do you?"
Kuro frowned. In the past, when he went back to pay respects to his ancestors, he did not greet them because he was on Pegasus Island and Sabaody Archipelago at that time. As the base commander, he could stop whenever he wanted.
Although there was a regulation for Marine leave, he had the support of the old man and never said hello to anyone.
But it's a little different now. He is about to take office and logically speaking, he should still belong to the Headquarters. In the Headquarters, he should restrain himself.
Although he was lazy, he still had to follow the rules for a proper vacation.
He definitely had to take this leave, but the old man took the initiative to give him a leave, so he felt that there was a problem.
What place is ready to screw me?
Or is he going to kill something again, such as the old pirate who ran from the sixth floor to the East China Sea…
"Nothing. It's just a normal vacation."
Kizaru smiled and said, "Go get your ship and drive it around. After all, it has been there for so long."
Kuro looked at him suspiciously and said with uncertainty, "Is there really nothing I can help you with? Old man, just say it directly. I can promise you now that there will be no such shop after this village."
He could not bear it. He felt that if the old man did not cheat him, he would feel a little uncomfortable.
This is against the rules, this is against common sense.
This made Kuro very uncomfortable.
"I really don't have any." Kizaru's sunglasses flashed. "So you want to do something, Kuro, in that case, I have some wanted criminals on the sixth floor here…"
"Farewell."
Kuro cupped his hands and stood up to walk out.
It's a good thing that he's fine. What else can he do? Isn't he too free?
"Chloe."
Outside the Headquarters building, Kuro made a call. "Is Wilbur next to you?"
"Yes, Mr. Kuro."
On the Den Den Mushi's side, a retarded expression with glasses appeared, "We are now in… in your ship's warehouse."
There was a clear pause in his words and there was an indescribable feeling.
But Kuro didn't realize that he now has a holiday without any mission and can return to East Blue.
Don't feel too good.
"At my ship? That's a coincidence. Drive it out and gather the people. We will return to East Blue."
Kuro smiled and said, "I'm on leave now. Everyone is going back to East Blue!"