I Have No Interest In Devil Fruit

  Chapter 17 Exercise, Gymnastics

   [Chapter Head Serial·Roger’s Ghost 1—『……』]

   [On the blue sea, the man sleeps with a blindfold on his head, leisurely riding a bicycle, flipping through the newspaper with one hand. ] 鈥斺�

  Two and a half older children are looking for a house to rent. After all, it will be a little strange.

  Wearing a large windbreaker and a star mask, it is Lynch’s armor substitute-"B.I.B".

  He made the body "tight" and kept "aggressive" so that he could touch the material, then put the windbreaker on it, and then put on the hood and mask.

  This looks like a slightly taciturn weird person.

  This person is a little autistic. The intermediary businessman murmured directly in his heart. After these three came in, the half-and-half was basically talking to him, and the "adult" who was supposed to be in charge was just "winking" at the boy from time to time, seeming to be discussing silently. …Is it a disfigured mute?

  Without much effort, Lynch settled on a single-family house with a courtyard on the edge of the town.

Lynch didn't know how long he would stay here, so he only paid one year's rent.

  Bringing Robin into the slightly dilapidated house, Lynch went around in a circle. This condition can only be said to be not crude, and dust can be seen everywhere.

  Robin followed him through the stale house.

  The intermediary said that the original owner of this house was killed by a group of pigskin pirates who happened to be attacked by the pigskin pirates when the family went fishing in a port town.

  The house has been vacant for many days.

  "..." Robin picked up the dirty sunflower-shaped doll on the sofa, and couldn't help but think of his hometown, the island that disappeared under the gunfire of the navy.

   "Hey, let's go!" Lynch turned around, beckoning her to follow, "Too far away from me, the ability of flowers and fruits will not be covered."

  He pointed to his face.

  Robin said: "If you are at home, you don't need to be disguised, right?"

   Lynch thought, "It's reasonable!"

  The extra "meat pieces" on Robin's face turned into petals and fell, and a little bit of Robin's familiar fragrance lingered between the wings of his nose.

  Although the flowers and fruits have changed hands, the faint floral fragrance remains the same.

  "I don't know if there are any books to read here?" Robin's mood became a little brighter after a long time, and he curiously looked for places like the dusty study.

   "I went to the backyard. Be careful, don't go out with this face."

   Lynch casually exhorted, snapped his fingers, and asked him to go with him in the black armor stand-in.

  Robin looked back and saw the hooded windbreaker slipping off, and the mask was hanging in the air where it should be his face, following Lynch. Soon, the mask was also taken off by her invisible hand and placed gently on the table at the door.

  "Invisible to the naked eye...A ghost rider in armor?"

  Robin's brain made up a warped, colored crayon armor knight shape...It’s so cute.

  …………

   "But how do you exercise?"

Standing in the middle of the grass in the courtyard, Lynch thought about such a problem.

  There seems to be no martial arts secrets in the world of One Piece... "Six Forms" should be regarded as a systematic way of cultivation, but the problem is that he has no cultivation method!

  He looked at each other with the pitch black armor.

  Is the only way to train muscles hard?

   Then practice hard!

   Lynch plans to spend at least 20 sets of push-ups in the courtyard this afternoon, 100 pull-ups, 200 squats, 500 sit-ups, and then run 50 laps around the courtyard...

  However, "B.I.B" stood in front of him and pointed to the part of its own white eyes.

  Then it took the initiative to walk towards Lynch, wrapping Lynch like an Iron Man armor.

   "What's wrong?" Lynch was strange, but soon, he saw some pictures through the eyes of "B.I.B".

  That is the memory fragment belonging to the original owner of the body, the original "Linqi".

  The picture is very fragmented, it is the mother of "Linqi", the woman named Lily.

  "Self" seems to follow the lily on the side of the hut's flowerbed, bathing in the warm sunshine, what moves is doing...doing the gymnastics?

   Lynch is very curious. This group of "gymnastics" seems to be taught to "self" by the mother of the original owner of the body, and is used for physical exercise.

   "Do you think this gymnastics may be effective, so suggest that I practice it?"

   Lynch asked.

  The eyes of the dark armor flashed with white light, and he replied: "Yes..."

   "Okay, it's not complicated to look at anyway, just practice it!"

  In the incomplete memory, the mother of the original body is more used for playing with "self" with this set of gymnastics.

   However, it seems to be good if it is to exercise coordination.

  Anyway, let’s practice!

   Lynch took off the armor, the body and the double were separated side by side, ho, ho! Rub your hands.

ready, go!

  One hour later, Lynch’s muscles were pumping and sweating. He collapsed on the seat and drank Robin’s hot milk.

  With a pinch of his fingers, he used the fruit power to create a few petals and sprinkled them in, turning them into a bubble tea with flowers.

   And Robin looked at somewhere in the grass in the courtyard. It was obvious that something was moving continuously, leaving a series of traces of stepping on it.

  In Lynch’s perspective, it was a black armor stand-in who was meticulously executing an exercise program around the courtyard...

  He wondered, why this guy like Iron Man's armor can get exercise in a form similar to fitness?

  This is really a riddle.

  In the evening, "B.I.B" successfully completed all the exercise plans and looked at the body with piercing eyes.

   Lynch was a little uncomfortable by it, so he raised his hand seriously and signaled it to wait.

   "How about going out first to fill up your stomach?" Lynch turned to Robin and said.

  In the restaurant, Robin, who is disguised and disguised, always feels that Lynch’s food is not as good as before, and seems to be worried.

  Back home in the evening, Lynch put on a decisive look and said to the air in Robin’s eyes: "Come on!!!"

  This night, Robin heard the saddest voice she has ever heard...

  ...

  Early the next morning.

   Lynch, who slept violently, only felt refreshed, and shouted full of fighting spirit: "Today I won't give up halfway!"

  For an hour, Lynch sat slumped on a chair in the courtyard, sipping the soaked flower milk tea.

  At night, Robin knew he was wrong, and the voice yesterday was not the most miserable.

  ...

  At noon on the third day, Lynch ran profusely under the sun.

"I can not make it…"

  He crawled to the side, guilty of avoiding his sight, and did not look at meticulously and continued to do a group exercise in the courtyard as a substitute "B.I.B".

  Drinking Robin's flower milk tea, Lynch said with emotion: "I'm alive!"

afternoon.

Lynch secretly said: "Linqi, Lynch, how can you be so depraved? Have you forgotten the dream of punching Qiwuhai and kicking the Four Emperors? How can I lose to my own substitute? So as the noble body, Ah, where do you want to put this face?"

  Two hours later, at the grass table, Robin poured Lynch a cup of hot milk tea.

   Lynch sprinkled flowers, while drinking, looking at the dark armor that continued to complete the training mission meticulously, with a melancholy expression.

  Since he started exercising, when he reclaimed his substitute every night, he was a terrible sin...

  …………

  Time passes day by day.

  At the same time, through countless fax phone bugs, a piece of news born from the writing of a reporter from the branch of the West Poster Office spread to the four oceans, southeast, northwest, and great sea routes.

   "The ghost of Roger One Piece will return to the world?!"

   "The guys from Xihai have encountered terrible news!"

   "Roger was executed by the navy when we saw it with our own eyes. How could there be any ghosts?"

   "Should be a prank by the guy who worships that devil?"

  "Follow it, since it is a good news, publish it! Well, but there is no need to occupy important pages..."

   "Damn it, why don't we have such news here?"

   "Not everyone has the courage to pretend to be that man named One Piece..."

"that's true!"

  Countless editors and reporters of the world’s largest newspaper and the World Economic News Agency in every corner of the world are reviewing Ruhai’s press releases and rapidly exchanging opinions.

  Through the fax phone worm, the final page news to be published will be sent to printing houses all over the world.

Thousands of newspapers were quickly printed out, and after hundreds of well-trained news birds, with small bags on their backs and Shanghai hats, they lined up neatly to receive new newspapers, and soared into the sky one by one. .

  (End of this chapter)