Two months later.
On the shore of a distant island—
"Elite Training Camp?"
Kuzan glanced at the document delivered by a messenger, frowning.
"So you want me to go back and put on a show for rookies? I'm busy…"
Then he saw the name.
Gern.
"Oh?"
"Looks like it won't be boring after all."
At a high-class restaurant in the Sabaody Archipelago, Borsalino leisurely cut his steak.
"Oh~ how scary~"
He smiled lazily at the summons.
"You're not sending me to fight the guy who slashed Golden Lion, are you?"
"Teacher Zephyr is so cruel~"
In the New World, atop the still-ruined G-3 Base—
Sakazuki stared at the sea.
"Pointless. A waste of time."
At Marine Headquarters, in the abandoned shipyard—
Under the blazing sun, Bahuang became a streak of black lightning in Gern's hands.
Sweat rolled down his muscles, splashing onto the ground.
"Training camp?"
He accepted the document, frowning.
Kuzan. Borsalino. Sakazuki. Gern.
"A performance match?"
Gern smiled wryly.
The intent was obvious—fast-tracking them to admiral-level positions.
After all, the vice-admiral tier was dangerously thin.
Then his eyes stopped.
"…Aokiji vs Akainu."
"…Which means I'm fighting Kizaru?"
Gern rubbed his temples.
"That man's Light Fruit… is annoying."
Just imagining—
"Scary~"
followed by a light-speed kick—
His head hurt.
"Well… it's just a show."
"Kizaru never goes all out anyway."
I'll just slack off too.
Then—
His Observation Haki screamed.
"HEY, GERNNNN!!!"
A massive fist crashed down.
"Vice Admiral Garp?!"
Gern dodged instinctively, body turning into white particles just before impact.
BOOM!!!
The shipyard shattered.
"Oh?"
Garp raised an eyebrow.
"You dodged?"
Gern reformed nearby.
"Are you trying to kill me?!"
"Hahahaha!"
"Good! Your Observation Haki's improving!"
"I wouldn't survive that punch!"
"Details!"
Garp slung an arm around him.
"I heard you awakened Conqueror's Haki! Show me!"
"…Can't use it right now."
"What?!"
"You slacking?!"
"I just awakened it," Gern sighed.
"Teacher Zephyr told me to find you."
Garp scratched his chin.
"Oh right—I'm on leave!"
"I'm heading back to East Blue. Want a ride?"
"East Blue?"
"What, too poor for you?"
Garp tore up the document.
"This can wait. The others won't even be back for months!"
After a moment, Gern nodded.
"…Alright."
"Oh, by the way—where's Dragon?"
Garp's face darkened instantly.
"That useless brat went back to East Blue!"
"Muttering about 'finding his justice'!"
"…Didn't you just say East Blue wasn't poor?"
Ignoring the irony, Garp cracked his knuckles.
"I'll 'educate' him properly."
Gern silently prayed for Dragon.
"I'll go with you," he smiled.
"And maybe stop by South Blue on the way."
"Good!"
Garp laughed, slapping his back.
"And my hometown has a nice girl I'll introduce you to!"
"…Her name?"
"Dadan! A mountain-dwelling mushroom-picking girl!"
Gern:
"Vice Admiral Garp—if you ever get stranded on Pirate Island, I'm not rescuing you."
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