Pirate: I'm an admiral now, what's wrong with taking a little extra money?

In the eyes of the new recruits, he was a strong, helpful, and reliable older brother.

In Zefa's eyes, although this kid was sometimes too "eager to show off", he had to admit that he was a rare and promising talent.

however.

Only Kane himself knew how miserable he had been for the past week!

Late at night, in the naval dormitory.

Kane lay sprawled on the hard bed, staring at the blue light screen that only he could see, his face looking worse than if he had eaten a bitter melon.

[Ding! One minute late for training assembly. Disciplinary violation value +1.]

[Ding! You asked for an extra spoonful of braised pork when getting your food from the cafeteria. Disciplinary points +2.]

[Ding! Reading erotic novels after lights out, violation points +2.]

Current violation value: 642

"What about playing?!"

Kane ruffled his blond hair in frustration, internally roaring.

"How long will it take to get the Rumble-Rumble Fruit? By the time Luffy sets sail, I'll still be saving up for Conqueror's Haki!!"

His current physique is 55 points. To increase it by 1 point, he would need a full 700 points of disciplinary value!

Such petty theft and thievery is simply a drop in the ocean.

"No, we have to pull off a big one!"

Kane sat up abruptly, his eyes fixed on the dark night outside the window.

A plan quietly took shape in Kane's mind.

If someone violates the rules, they will be put in solitary confinement or beaten by the law enforcement.

In more serious cases, they could be discharged from the military and kicked out immediately.

But what if... I drag all of the future top naval forces into the water?

As the saying goes, "The law does not punish the masses!"

As long as I drag all the future candidates for admiral and marshal into the water.

At that time, let alone Zefa, even if Marshal Kong came, what could he do when he saw this group of promising future pillars of society?

Punish me? Wouldn't that make him seem unfair?

Punish them all? What about the future of the Navy?

This situation is unsolvable!

Kane rubbed his hands together excitedly and began looking for his first victim... no, a partner.

Sakazuki? Forget it, that guy's too stubborn. Trying to drag him down with him is too difficult.

Borsalino? That old fox is too shrewd. My little trick might just be turned on him and become his source of amusement.

Therefore, there is only one answer.

Kane's gaze fell on the bunk diagonally opposite, which was empty.

Kuzan.

The future "Aokiji", the current hot-blooded idiot.

This is simply a rough gem, requiring only a little guidance from his "life mentor" to unleash... a different kind of brilliance!

……

The sea breeze howled over the training ground late at night.

"Drink! Ha!"

Kuzan, shirtless, sweat dripping down his muscular physique, was furiously pounding the sandbag.

"Not enough...not strong enough!"

"How can I uphold burning justice if I don't become stronger!"

Kuzan, who was only in his early twenties, had his mind filled with lines from shonen manga protagonists.

Just then, a bottle of chilled sports drink was placed on his face.

"Who?!"

Kuzan turned around abruptly and saw a face that looked exceptionally holy in the moonlight.

"Still training so late, Kuzan, you really are the hardest working among us."

Kane held two towels in his hands, his smile as warm as that of a friendly older brother next door.

"Oh, it's Kane." Kuzan's tense nerves relaxed, and he took the drink and gulped down a large mouthful. "You weren't asleep either, were you?"

"I can't sleep."

Kane sighed, his sunny expression instantly switching to a deep, worried mode.

He walked to the breakwater at the edge of the training ground and sat down, gazing at the brightly lit Sabaody Archipelago in the distance (though he couldn't see it at all), his back looking incredibly lonely.

"Kuzan, I've been thinking about a question."

"What's the problem?" The naive Kuzan immediately followed and sat down next to him.

Kane turned his head, his azure eyes looking directly at Kuzan: "What is the purpose of all this training?"

"Of course, it's for justice!" Kuzan answered without hesitation, "To capture pirates and protect civilians!"

"A perfect answer."

Kane gave a bitter smile and shook his head.

"But Kuzan, have you ever seen real civilians? Do you understand their true suffering?"

Kuzan was stunned: "This..."

“We stay in Marineford, which is paradise, an ivory tower. The food, clothing, and other necessities we have are the best provided by the World Government.”

Kane stood up, his voice gradually becoming more impassioned, with the persuasive quality of a pyramid scheme strategist.

"Textbooks say that justice is about eliminating pirates. But textbooks don't tell us why ordinary people become pirates!"

"They didn't tell us what kind of wretched struggles people made for survival in those sunless corners!"

"If you have never seen darkness, how can you understand the preciousness of light?"

"If you haven't been deep in the mire, how can you have the right to say you want to pull the world out of it?!"

A barrage of questions left the young Kuzan completely bewildered.

He opened his mouth wide, feeling as if his soul had been cleansed like never before.

yes……

They shout about justice every day, but they've never even seen the real "suffering of ordinary people." Isn't that hypocrisy?!

“Kane…” Kuzan’s eyes changed, filled with a yearning for truth. “Then what should I do?”

They've taken the bait!

Kane was practically bursting with laughter inside, but outwardly, he reached out and placed a heavy hand on Kuzan's shoulder, his gaze unwavering.

"Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles."

"Tonight, I'll take you somewhere."

"That place is the abyss of desire, the testing ground of humanity, and also the place where you can see the true nature of this world!"

"Only by withstanding the test there can your sense of justice transform from a 'boy' into a 'man'!"

Kuzan was fired up by what he heard and clenched his fist: "You mean...we're going to leave the base?"

"This is a necessary sacrifice!" Kane declared with righteous indignation. "What does it matter to break a few outdated rules for the sake of true justice?!"

"If Professor Zeff knew, he would definitely understand our good intentions!" (Kane's inner thoughts: He'd break your legs.)

After a fierce internal struggle, the simple-minded Kuzan finally nodded with a firm look in his eyes.

“You’re right, Kane! My sense of justice is too superficial! Take me with you! I want to see the real world!”

Become!

A future big shot will fall into the trap!

[Ding! Extremely egregious instigation behavior detected in the host!]

[Target: Kuzan (future Admiral).]

[Nature of the act: Using the guise of "justice," luring a naive colleague to a "pleasure district."]

[Disciplinary Value +100!]

Hearing the system's pleasant notification sound, Kane felt every pore on his body relax.

"Brothers!"

Kane grabbed Kuzan's neck, lowered his voice, and gave him a strange smile that "all men understand" (Kuzan thought it was a smile of revolutionary friendship).

"Go change into civilian clothes. Meet me in ten minutes at Warehouse No. 3 in the Logistics Area."

“That was the weakest point in the island’s defenses. We climbed over there and took a smuggling boat to the Sabaody Archipelago.”

"Tonight, your brother will take you to... no, to experience the lives of ordinary people!"

Kuzan nodded emphatically, his eyes gleaming with a light of self-sacrifice for justice: "Yes! Understand the people's plight!"

Watching Kuzan scurry off to change his clothes, Kane, standing in the shadows, finally couldn't help but let out a low chuckle.

"Kuzan, Kuzan, please don't blame me."

"The older women in Huanle Street are very good at 'educating' people."

"After this night, your disciplinary record... oh no, your life experience will definitely be very rich."

Kane straightened his collar, glanced at the pre-loaded reward notifications on the system panel, and walked contentedly into the darkness.

justice?