Pirate: I was just slacking off, do you really think I'm bad?

Let's rewind to ten days ago.

Marineford, an office at Naval Headquarters.

Borsalino (Kizaru) was sitting with his legs crossed, drinking tea and reading the newspaper.

A naval officer walked in; his cloak and epaulets revealed him to be a colonel from headquarters.

"Lieutenant General Borsalino, this is the latest intelligence regarding your brother, Christine Raleigh."

"In addition, General Sengoku Sengoku and Marshal Sora have decided to send you to the Hokkaido branch for two years. It is said that this has been approved at the meeting, but the official appointment letter has not yet been issued."

The naval captain is a centrist and has a good relationship with Borsalino.

Sometimes, we can obtain some crucial intelligence.

"What?! Why are you sending me to the North Blue? The pirates there are all like monsters, they're terrifying."

Borsalino casually clipped his nails while making a horrified expression.

"Rayle, I remember that kid hasn't been answering my Den Den Mushi much since he went to the East Blue."

"Let me see, wow, this kid has already accomplished so much?"

Borsalino stroked his chin, lost in thought.

He didn't want to go to Beihai because, compared to the other three sea areas, Beihai was the most difficult place to manage.

Mafia families and pirates are as numerous as hairs on a cow.

He was born in Beihai, so naturally he knew how deep the waters of Beihai were.

Furthermore, the current admiral of the North Sea is Sakazuki (Akainu).

A man who displayed unwavering will and monstrous talent from his time in military school.

Even he couldn't completely govern the North Sea, and Huang Yuanchou's face was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum.

"Wait a minute? Raleigh's contribution should be enough, right?"

Borsalino flipped through Raleigh's file, his eyes growing brighter with each page.

He slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Good brother, I've decided on you!"

"You can arrange it as you see fit... everything should be done according to the rules..."

"yes!"

The naval captain left to follow the "rules".

This was a hint from the Navy high command to Borsalino, implying that they were also eyeing Raleigh.

However, if Borsalino is willing to take him to the North Sea, then the headquarters will not make any further arrangements.

You want to fish in the East China Sea?

Based on your contributions, I'll transfer you to the Beihai headquarters in a "compliant and lawful" manner.

Once we get to Beihai, right under my nose, let's see how you manage to slack off then.

Borsalino thought to himself with a smug satisfaction.

Call ~

He took a sip of hot tea and marveled at how enjoyable it was to catch fish, then felt an even stronger longing for his younger brother who was far away in the East China Sea.

Actually, Borsalino didn't want to transfer Raleigh away from the East Blue at first, but people in the system often have no choice but to follow the rules.

More importantly, Raleigh was slacking off in the East China Sea and would often send him photos to show off.

And what about him?

Since graduating, he has quickly risen through the ranks of the navy thanks to his talent.

He rose to the rank of Vice Admiral in a very short time, and then...

He was either being ordered here by Marshal Kong or being called there by Jomaria's group.

His carefree days of slacking off during his major general years have been reduced by more than half!

If we were to manage Beihai now, there would definitely be no time to slack off.

So, Raleigh!

I really miss you, brother. Without you, I have no desire to go to Beihai to be an admiral.

A good younger brother helps his older brother share some of the burden.

A glint of light flashed in Borsalino's eyes.

Borsalino's application was quickly submitted to the Admiral's office.

Sora readily approved it, and at Tsuru's suggestion, he also arranged for Gion and Kake to go to Hokkaido to serve as branch managers.

So, the young Gion and Kake set off for the East Blue with a special order from headquarters to search for the person.

Borsalino, on the other hand, went directly to the North Sea to hand over his work to Sakazuki.

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In the office on the warship, Raleigh was sitting in his usual seat, a rare occurrence for him.

At this time of day, he would usually be either fishing or sleeping in.

There was a blank sheet of paper on the desk, and he was writing something rapidly with his pen.

This was the training plan he assigned to the flying squirrel and Miles.

The flying squirrel's swordsmanship is now basically complete; all that remains is to strengthen his Haki and develop his Devil Fruit powers.

Based on his understanding of the original work, Raleigh wrote down how to learn Armament Haki and Observation Haki, as well as how to enhance them.

As for Conqueror's Haki, it's not that Raleigh couldn't write it, but rather that there are very few people in the Navy who can awaken Conqueror's Haki.

Even if you wrote it to a flying squirrel, it probably wouldn't be able to learn it.

As for the fruit's ability, it's actually not bad.

The main thing is for developers not to go astray; Smoker's Smoke-Smoke Fruit in the original work is an example of going astray.

It's a mistake to take the weakest Devil Fruit and insist on fighting against the strongest ones, ignoring the training of Haki and techniques.

With such a powerful Devil Fruit ability, developing highly offensive techniques is no problem.

However, since the Devil Fruit ability is weak, it would be better to develop some auxiliary offensive techniques.

The paths I developed for the flying squirrel are basically all designed to support its attack. As long as the flying squirrel develops them diligently, there won't be any problems.

As for Miles, Raleigh couldn't be bothered to think about all that special training.

He directly copied the training methods of the Naval Academy, except that these were the training methods for naval officers.

Sakazuki, Borsalino, Kuzan, and others, including myself, have all gone through this training.

It's already very mature, so there's no need to change anything.

"I'm already pretty much unstoppable in the East Blue, but I'll have to wait before I enter the Grand Line."

The thought of entering the Grand Line and spending all his time capturing pirates made Raleigh very unhappy.

If you were to move up another level, you'd have to be stationed at headquarters most of the time, with tasks every day.

"Sigh, I really hope my brother can be more supportive and let me stay in Donghai for a few more years."

"As an older brother, you should be a strong and resilient umbrella for your younger brother; that's what makes a good older brother."

At this moment, the two brothers, separated by thousands of miles, suddenly reached a consensus.

"Alright... I've already pushed myself too far with today's work, it's time for a break."

Raleigh scratched his head, feeling that today's workload was too heavy.

"Why bother striving in the Grand Line when you can become stronger effortlessly?"

He posed a thought-provoking question, then brought out his sun lounger and comfortably lay down on it.

"Lying down is still the most comfortable!"

[Slacking off during patrol earns you +100 points]

And so, Raleigh, who was half asleep, missed lunch.

Time flew by and it was afternoon. A gentle sea breeze blew, and Raleigh dreamed of a very beautiful woman.

She has a pair of long, straight, fair legs, and a golden sword hangs at her waist.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see her face clearly, but it still excited Raleigh.

On the deck behind them, the sun was blazing, and naval soldiers were training, honing their physical strength.

They are making preliminary preparations for learning the Six Styles of the Navy.

Because the prerequisite for the Six Styles is an inhuman physique, ordinary people can only learn one or two moves by improving their physical fitness.

Of course, monsters are an exception.

Blub Blub... Blub Blub...

Inside the captain's cabin, the Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter) rang.

"Um?"

The flying squirrel, who had already gotten out of bed, looked at the Den Den Mushi with a puzzled expression.

"Moses, Moses, this is the 133rd branch."

"..."

Gion paused for a moment on the other end of the phone. She could tell that it wasn't Raleigh on the other end.

She was very familiar with Raleigh's voice, and it sounded very familiar too.

It looks a bit like... a flying squirrel?

Logically, only Raleigh himself should answer the Den Den Mushi; it should only be answered by his adjutant if the matter is extremely urgent.

However, according to Gion, they don't seem to have anything urgent going on recently.

"Are you... a flying squirrel?"