"Hiss~~ Phew!"
Vivian lit a cigarette and took a deep drag, sighing, "Ever since I smoked cigars, regular cigarettes just don't cut it anymore."
But he had no way to buy them…
Maybe when he got back, he could ask old Papanov to get him a dozen or so boxes?
After all, he had saved money on forging the sword, so why not spend it on cigars…
"Hey, Uncle Issho, sorry to keep you waiting." At a restaurant on BBQ Island, Vivian waved to Fujitora.
Yes, that's right. After leaving the Dressrosa Kingdom, Fujitora had come back to BBQ Island with Vivian.
Hearing Vivian's voice, Fujitora put down his chopsticks and smiled at him, "Vivian, you said you had something to take care of, but you were gone for seven hours. The marine officer on the ship were hungry, so I took the liberty of bringing them ashore to eat."
"How is that taking liberties?" Vivian was in a good mood, placing the sword he was carrying on the table and turning to the waiter, "Boss, two plates of seafood fried rice, extra scallions, please."
"Got it, sir!" The waiter nodded and headed to the kitchen.
Hearing the commotion, Fujitora asked, "The business you had to take care of, was it buying a sword?"
"Not buying, having one forged."
Vivian said, drawing the sword from its sheath. The blade, entirely red, emitted a scorching heat, causing Fujitora to raise an eyebrow.
"This sword… its aura is extraordinary."
As a swordsman himself, Fujitora was naturally sensitive to fine blades.
"Yes. This sword is called Blood Demon, forged by a friend of mine. It's said to be among the Great Swords. Can you check if it's true?"
Vivian handed the sword to Fujitora.
Fujitora took it, carefully feeling the blade, and said with a slightly surprised expression, "It's indeed a fine sword… both in craftsmanship and material, but…"
"But what?" Vivian asked curiously.
"This sword hasn't been fed blood, so its potential hasn't been fully awakened."
"Fed blood, huh…" It did sound like a cursed sword.
"But the food at this place doesn't seem very good," Fujitora added.
"Wait until we're back on the ship, I'll show you some of my cooking."
"You can cook?"
"Of course." Vivian smiled, feeling quite pleased, "I guarantee it'll make you swallow your tongue."
With that, they both raised their glasses and took a sip, sharing a silent understanding.
After a month of observation, it seemed Fujitora had decided to join the Navy with Vivian to pursue his own sense of justice.
…
Three days later.
"How's my braised pork with preserved vegetables, Uncle Issho?"
"Good… good, good, delicious!" Fujitora, with rice grains on his mouth, nodded without hesitation, praising loudly.
In these three days, he had thoroughly enjoyed Vivian's cooking on the warship. He had lived for 52 years and had never tasted such delicious food.
Despite traveling to many places, his love for gambling meant he never had much money, so he rarely visited famous sea restaurants.
It seems that joining the Navy was indeed the right decision.
Chewing his food, Fujitora thought happily.
Before long, the warship finally docked at the port of Loguetown. As soon as Vivian disembarked, Papanov, who had received the news, appeared near the town entrance with a group of navy marine officer, giving Vivian the warmest welcome.
"Officer Vivian!"
"Officer Vivian, you're finally back! We've missed you so much while you were away!"
The marine officer who had previously gone out with Vivian all flattered him.
Following behind Vivian, Fujitora couldn't help but admire in his heart: Vivian, it seems you have a high reputation at the base. I knew I wasn't wrong about you…
"Lieutenant Commander Papanov, Captain Smoker asked me to tell you that you'll need to work a bit harder during this period."
"No problem at all! It's my honor to share the workload of my superiors!" Papanov said with a big smile.
In fact, ever since taking over the Loguetown base, Papanov had been enjoying himself immensely. No one in the entire base or even the whole of Loguetown dared to defy his orders. This sense of power over everyone made him feel almost euphoric, and he had completely forgotten his previous goal of retiring.
"Did anything happen in Loguetown while we were away?"
"Anything happen…?"
Papanov thought for a moment and said, "Nothing special, just that the gang organizations in the nearby sea seem to have disappeared recently."
"Gang organizations?" Vivian blinked, suddenly remembering the man named Bartolomeo from the original story.
Could it be that after Luffy's commotion in Loguetown, this guy immediately went out to sea to become a pirate?
"Officer Vivian, come on, we've prepared a banquet for you. Let's have a few drinks."
"Alright."
…
Life finally returned to peace.
After experiencing many events over the past two or three months, Vivian could finally rest in Loguetown.
"Gulp, gulp, gulp~~~ burp!"
Wearing shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, lying on a beach chair, holding a cup of orange juice, Vivian leisurely took out his phone from his pocket, enjoying the sea breeze while watching an anime.
"Fujitora was officially assigned by Papanov yesterday…"
"Still a seaman recruit, working under me…"
"With such a high-ranking admiral-level free bodyguard, my safety is guaranteed."
Comfortable!
Except for the fact that in two years, he would have to take down the Donquixote family, which seemed a bit unpleasant.
Half an hour later.
"Gulp, gulp~~"
After taking another sip of juice, just as he was about to switch to the next episode, suddenly…
"Toot toot——!"
A whistle sounded, and a warship suddenly appeared at the port, causing a huge wave that splashed onto the beach, drenching Vivian completely.
Vivian: (╬￣皿￣)
Glancing at the cup now filled with seawater, Vivian was about to lose his temper when a Navy Officer suddenly appeared at the bow of the warship, looking at him and saying, "Are you the navy from Loguetown? Call out that guy named Alfred Vivian from your base to receive his transfer order."
"Transfer order?"
Vivian: ???
You can search this if you want to read more: "(TOC) Pirates: Dangerous Options in My Brain"