Pirate King: I'm determined to be the King of Sons-in-Law!

Chapter 5 Spinning, jumping, I closed my eyes

At dusk, on the rooftop of the tower.

Looking down from the top, the entire town of Shells is laid out before you.

Loya, shirtless, vigorously shook the cleaned marine shirt before hanging it on the clothesline to air dry.

"Phew~~"

All work for today is complete.

He's having the time of his life!

Loya wiped the sweat from his face and smiled with satisfaction. He had been working hard all afternoon, sweating profusely, and felt very fulfilled.

There's still half an hour until lunchtime, so I can take a short break. Being too tense isn't good for me.

If only at this time...

"then!"

As if the heavens had heard his heart's desire, a snow-white, delicate cigarette appeared before him, more alluring than the woman in the dark alley.

(⊙ω⊙)?

Loya blinked, his lips curling into an uncontrollable smile. He hurriedly took the cigarette, and his gaze toward Finch changed.

It was like meeting a long-lost brother. If this had happened back in my college days, I might have had to call him "godfather"!

"Brother Di, where did you get this?"

"Hmph, newbie, don't try to compare yourself to me."

Finbuddy proudly raised his chin, lit a cigarette, tossed the lighter to Loya, and then leisurely squatted in the corner.

Smoking is prohibited during basic training, and all items brought into the camp are confiscated, so getting cigarettes is not easy.

However, money makes things easier.

The two men, shirtless, squatted in the corner, puffing away on cigarettes with expressions of enjoyment. They looked more like prisoners who had just undergone labor reform than marines.

"Loya, you did a great job today."

"I learned it all from Brother Di!"

Loya waved his hand modestly.

The same is true.

This guy really has severe mysophobia. His meticulous attitude at work is even more serious than when he's on a date with his girlfriend. He even wipes the toilet so clean that you can lick it.

They're clearly from a wealthy family!

Working alongside the other party was, in his view, no less demanding than the morning's training. Not only was it physically exhausting, but facing the super boss, the toilet, was also a test of his spirit.

My nose is about to stop working.

Finbuddy sized up Loya.

When they first met at noon, he was disgusted by Loya's rude eating habits and preferred his partner's elegant manners.

But after spending an afternoon together, his opinion of Loya completely changed.

Young, energetic, doesn't complain, and is willing to endure hardship.

Also, people who love cleanliness are good people!

When he first joined the army, he also cleaned with his seniors, but their perfunctory attitude towards cleaning almost made him lose his temper.

He really liked Loya's earnestness.

"There's still some time. Come here, I'll teach you something new."

After stubbing out his cigarette, Fombardier stepped onto the empty rooftop in the middle, as if he were on a stage where everyone was watching, his whole being radiant with pride.

"Loya, you're quite good, but if you want to get along well in high society in the future, elegant speech and behavior are very necessary, just like having beautiful handwriting."

Finbdi gave a mysterious smile, covered his sailor's hat with his right hand, bent his legs, and supported his body on his toes.

"And dance is the best way to enhance one's temperament."

Cover your crotch!

Kick!

Swing your arm!

Spin, jump, eyes closed~~

The high-difficulty moves came one after another.

Loya's eyes widened in disbelief.

The clean and crisp transitions, the captivating rhythm—for a moment, Loya thought he was watching a professional performance.

grace!

So elegant!

He was now 100% certain that this guy's dancing skills were absolutely top-notch in the world; it was a waste of his talent to be a marine.

Finbuddy spun around once, facing Loya in a cool way.

Hook your hand.

"Loya, come on!"

"I"

Loya was about to refuse. He liked watching girls dance, but he knew nothing about dancing himself and didn't even know where to start.

However, his body swayed to the rhythm of Finbuddy's music.

Spin, jump, eyes closed~~

Hey!

He's under a spell!

Night falls.

The island's electricity supply is limited, making it impossible to provide 24-hour lighting for the branch. In addition, the branch's training intensity is relatively mild, so the evenings are for rest.

The marines have all returned to their dormitories.

New recruits' dormitory.

After washing up, the newlyweds lay comfortably on the bed.

"Huh, Loya hasn't come back yet?"

"I didn't see it."

"That bastard was incredibly arrogant during training!"

"Hmph, they haven't finished their training yet!"

"He's probably doing extra training at the training ground."

"They deserved it!"

The newlyweds made sarcastic remarks.

In the morning's basic training, starting with the long-distance running, Loya did things differently and ran a full 20 laps.

The rest of the training programs are also designed for the "veterans," but for newcomers, a morning is simply not enough time to complete such a large amount of training.

Of all the training programs, Loya only completed a little over half because he added extra training on his own, making him the only one of the six newcomers who failed to complete the training tasks.

According to the branch's regulations, if the training task is not completed in the morning, extra training must be done in the evening.

They deserved it.

"Hey, wanna play cards?"

"Okay, okay!"

"Hey, where did you get those cards?"

"Hehe, I'm hiding in my butt."

New recruit training ground.

In the dim sand, a figure could be vaguely seen rising and falling.

"156157158"

Loya, shirtless, with his hands behind his head, did sit-ups again and again, his back covered in sweat and mud.

After dinner, he didn't go straight back to his dormitory to rest, but went to the training ground to catch up on the training he hadn't been able to complete during the day.

He had to train himself according to the standards of a regular marine. If he couldn't finish in the morning, he would work overtime at night until all the projects were completed.

This is the bottom line he set for himself.

There were no cell phones or computers.

Back in the dorm, all I could do was brag and go to bed early.

Going to bed so early, is it for health reasons?

You might as well practice more outside!

Effort may not always yield results, but the sweat you shed will never let you down, especially in this perilous world.

"199200!"

Loya relaxed and lay sprawled on the sand.

Another one completed!

"catch my breath!"

Five minutes later, Loya walked toward the ropes area.

Rope climbing is a key training program.

In high-altitude battles, when warships are close to enemy ships, ropes are one of the best ways to board the enemy vessel.

If someone falls into the water during battle, they must use ropes to climb back onto the ship.

To save your life, you need to practice more.

It was late at night.

Loya dragged his exhausted body back to the dormitory, limping. He fell several times while climbing the rope and almost died.

"Doo-doo-doo~~"

The dormitory was filled with thunderous snoring and an overwhelming, almost tangible, stench of feet, which almost made him unable to open his eyes.

Damn it, who didn't wash their feet!

Loya covered her mouth and nose as she went to the balcony.

"The World!"

Expand the scope!

Upon entering the "World" training ground, my mind and body immediately calmed down.

He really enjoys being in this tranquil environment, as if he were the only person left in the world, and he doesn't need to worry about anything he does.

such as

Two and a half hours later, Loya lay sprawled in the center of the training field like a lump of mud, his muscles feeling as if they didn't belong to him, his nerves twitching reflexively.

Then, he saw someone.

"Digo?"

Next to the training field, a small stage had appeared out of nowhere. Finnbjerg was standing in the center, standing on tiptoe, his right hand on his hat.

Seemingly sensing Loya's gaze, Finbuddy moved.

Clutch the groin, kick, swing the arm!

And there's also the slide step!

Damn, "World" even recorded the dance lesson during the day!

Loya silently got up and put on his pants.

When alone, it's inevitable to let your true nature shine through... cough cough, actually he was afraid of ruining his clothes during training.

"Don't worry, it's an illusion!"

Loya comforted himself, then frowned as he looked at the dancing Finbuddy and fell into deep thought.

As everyone knows, in the world of One Piece, you can not live, but you can't be without life, and singing, dancing and rapping are essential skills for everyone.

Anyway, there are no outsiders.

No, this is flexibility training.

Cover your crotch!

Slide!

Spinning, jumping, I close my eyes~~

(End of this chapter)