I'm a pirate master

night...

"Isn't finding a devil fruit on the sea like finding a needle in a haystack?" Olbia asked suspiciously as she listened to binter's plan.

"It's definitely not just us, rest assured," Binter waved his hand to reassure him.

"By the way, are you so few scholars? It's been almost a year since we came out, and we haven't even seen a shadow," Bint suddenly thought of something again and asked.

"What do you mean? Do you want to drive me away? Then I'll jump off the outside and wander away now," Olbia asked, stunned, gesturing to get up and leave the room.

Bint was stunned and hurriedly chased after him.

On the second floor of the ship's board, Borusalino watched with relish...

"It's so scary~ Uncle is too anxious~" The little guy looked at it secretly with a lewd face.

"According to the story of what the uncle told before called the Titanic, the development behind is, oh~bingt~oh~olbia~ohoh~... It's exciting! The little one thought sullenly.

"Can you give me death to a left-behind child!" Bint over there had already known that this little fart was peeking on it, and a slipper was thrown on the little guy's brain.

But Binter couldn't manage so much, seeing that Olbia was about to rush to the bow of the boat, Bint hurriedly followed, one hand reaching out and taking Olbia's other hand.

"Don't go!"

"Aren't you trying to drive me away? Hate me so much, what am I staying for?

"You can't go, I need you!"

"Really?"

"Of course! If you leave, there will be no one cooking on the ship!! "

...

"It's over, the uncle is obviously so good at fooling people, why can't the aunt fool it? Auntie don't dare to leave, I will have to gnaw baked cakes every day when Auntie leaves! The left-behind children peeked above, watching Binter's operation, and their little hands clapped on the door of their heads and muttered with headaches.

Olbia listened to the bruise, and then Bint only felt a strange force coming from his hand, and when Bint came back to his senses, he had been thrown out by Olbia...

"I rely on you crazy! I am kind enough to keep you! Why are you throwing it out for me!

"Hmph!"

Borusalino looked at Bint who had fallen to the surface of the sea and shivered fiercely.

"Borusalino" Orbia suddenly turned his head at this time and looked at the little guy on the second floor with a smile.

"... That one.. Aunt, the moonlight is good tonight, what, you and uncle continue, I'll go back to sleep first" Borusalino instinctively realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly said that he was leaving.

"Little one, since you can't sleep at night, let's continue to study with me

" "Huh? Aunt, I think, you better jump into the sea and swim away"

...

"Look at you, what you say, let's swim now," Binter said lightly, looking at Borusalino who also fell into the sea.

"What a terrible aunt~ Uncle, how can you blame me for this? It's obviously your aunt," Borusalino asked as he lay lightly on the sea.

"I now very much regret taking you, a criticistic left-behind child, to run out, and throw you there to fend for yourself, isn't it okay?" Bint said with a headache.

"Uncle yo~ This is what you said, we are full of fate, rest assured, I will definitely follow you closely" The little guy waved his hand and said unceremoniously.

"Why don't you die?" Binderson is loveless...

"So when are we going up again?" The little one then asked.

"Wait until she deflates, woman, just calm down and comfort her," Bint said with a wave of his hand, unconcerned.

Then Bint swam in the sea with the little one for a day and a night...

Bint took the little one to take a shower and sat aside with the newspaper.

"Uncle, where are we going next?" The little one learned bingt, stretched his legs, and asked with a comfortable face and lewdness.

"The next island won't stop, go straight to the next island, those little guys are quite fast, if we hurry, we should be able to meet them in five or six days," Binter said slowly as he looked at the news in the newspaper.

"What little one?" Borusalino asked suspiciously.

"Someone as close to me as you are" Bint rolled his eyes and handed him the newspaper.

"Lingerie God Sect Pirates: It is suspected that it belongs to the Roger Pirates Bingt, and is currently selling underwear by any means on the sea..." Borusalino slowly murmured as he looked at a message above.

"Uncle, you're playing with real flowers

" "It's okay, come out and mix, you must have power, you must have a background, if someone asks you which road you mixed in the future, you will report me as a mixed Kapu Warring States Zefa Road" Bint said slowly.

“... Won't I report you?

"Hey, how do I usually teach you?" If you report anything good to me, just report all the bad things to them," Binter waved his hand and educated.

"Yes too: If I report your name, I'm afraid I'll be killed

" "Hey, how do you talk little brat?" Bint said unpleasantly.

"Binter! The naval ship approached us" At this moment, Olbia's nervous voice came from outside.

"Are they still blind and can't they see the flag of the Sixth Fleet belonging to the Rear Admiral Sengoku hanging on our ship? You tell them that we are the Warring States subordinates," Bint said with a helpless wave of his hand.

"Bint !! You bastard give me out!! Suddenly, there was another rough roar outside.

"I lean on, have I met the Lord? How are these things haunted," Bint rubbed his brow with a headache...

Bint wrapped his scarf around his lower body and walked out of the bathroom.

"Karp, what do you say today?" Bint asked lightly.

"You're a jerk! Sengoku said that you did it, of course, with my clever brain, I know it's you!! Karp threw the newspaper in his hand with the news of the forced requisition of civilian ships by the Sengoku to Bingt.

“... Ahem, aren't a few of us good pot friends, and it's easy to do things with his identity, I don't think the problem should be big," Bint said with an awkward smile.

"You are a pirate, I am the Navy, who is friends with you?! I'm telling you! Today, I have to catch you! Karp's head roared.

"Why didn't Warring States Zefa join you today?" Bint asked suspiciously.

"They went after Roger, no, how could you be separated from them? And also swagger with the name of the Warring States !! The more Karp spoke, the more angry he became.

"How ugly, what swagger, I am laying a good foundation for his lower-class reputation, so that he can become a general in the future, become a marshal or something, have a good reputation," Bint said with a smile.