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

Most remarkably, several irregular dark red stripes meander across the jet-black sheath, resembling dried blood, exuding a repressive and dangerous eerie beauty.

"It's practically tailor-made for Zangetsu."

Kane drew Tensa Zangetsu with a backhand motion and gently pushed it towards the scabbard.

"Click".

A crisp, pleasant click rang out.

Perfectly fitted!

The black hilt, connected by a chain, paired with the black and red striped scabbard, instantly makes the entire knife appear as a unified whole. Its soaring sharpness is perfectly restrained, transforming into a profound and chilling aura.

"Good eye, Major General!" Old Charlie came over with a big smile. "This color scheme is understated yet luxurious; it's clearly a top-tier weapon!"

Kane hung the knife at his waist, but his gaze passed over old Charlie and landed on a long wooden box at the deepest part of the warehouse, which was weighed down by several boxes of artillery shells.

His Observation Haki had already detected a sharp, though not intense, aura there.

"Um... Major General, those are captured items awaiting approval, we can't..."

Kane ignored him, walked over, and lifted the heavy ammunition box with one hand, taking out the dusty wooden box.

The moment the lid was opened, a glimmer of pinkish-gold light flashed in the dimly lit warehouse.

A long, slender katana lay quietly inside the box.

The scabbard is painted in a gorgeous gold lacquer and decorated with exquisite pink cherry blossom patterns. The tsuba (handguard) is shaped like a rare four-leaf clover.

At the scabbard opening, several ancient Chinese characters are engraved: 【金毘罗】.

One of the Twenty-One Great Swords!

The personal sword of Admiral candidate "Momousagi" in the original work!

“This knife…” Old Charlie’s expression changed. “Oh, I remember now, this is a trophy that Lieutenant General Garp brought back from the New World a few years ago. Because the color is too girly, no one wanted to use it, so it has been sitting here.”

"Nobody wants to use it?"

Kane smiled, a smile that held a certain meaning.

He snapped the lid shut and then casually tucked the box under his armpit.

"Then I'll take it with me."

Old Charlie rubbed his hands together, looking somewhat embarrassed. "Well... according to regulations, even though I'm a general, I still have to go through a procedure to get weapons with official designations. I have to fill out a form and submit it to General Sengoku for approval..."

"Too much trouble."

Kane shook his head, then pulled a thick envelope from his pocket.

He discreetly slipped the envelope into old Charlie's open pocket and even buttoned it up for him.

"The weather has been dry lately, and I've seen that our logistics department brothers are working very hard. Consider this money as my treat for everyone to have some tea."

Kane's voice was gentle and sincere, and his eyes were full of concern for his subordinates.

Old Charlie felt a weight sink into his chest, the thickness of which made his heart pound. He calmly weighed it in his hand, and the wrinkles on his face instantly blossomed into a radiant smile.

"Oh, Major General, you're too kind! Your consideration for your subordinates is truly exemplary!"

Old Charlie quickly looked around and said in a low voice, "Since it's for tea... then take whatever junk in this warehouse you like. As for this knife... have I seen this knife before? No, I don't think so. It was probably taken by a rat."

"That's right, the rats in this warehouse are indeed quite large."

Kane patted old Charlie on the shoulder, and the two smiled at each other, everything understood without words.

[Ding! Host has been detected bribing naval colleagues and embezzling public funds.]

[Discipline Points Earned: 1200!]

Hearing the pleasant system notification, Kane was in a great mood. Clutching his legendary sword, he strode out of the warehouse with an air of nonchalance.

……

That night.

After another round of blush-inducing "personal guidance," Gion straightened her disheveled collar and, blushing, prepared to leave.

Watching the girl's graceful back, Kane tapped his fingers lightly on the table, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

'Are you leaving already?'

Initially, he just had a perfunctory attitude, thinking, "Since the system judges this as harassment, I'll just rack up more points."

But he had to admit that after three days, he had become somewhat addicted to it.

Watching this usually dashing and heroic future general candidate, who was destined to dominate the seas, change from stiff resistance at first to blushing and panting in his arms, and even actively assuming various shameful positions to cater to his "teaching"...

This stark contrast, and the sense of conquest from gradually imbuing the unattainable beauty with his own colors, brought a long-lost joy to Kane, the "old sea king."

'Using it merely as a score-farming machine would be a terrible waste.'

Kane stroked his chin, his gaze gradually deepening and becoming aggressive.

'Top-notch physique, exceptional talent, and most importantly... the almost overflowing adoration in his eyes when he looked at me.'

He would feel sorry for such an obedient and useful tool if he gave him to someone else, or if he became independent and left later.

Thinking of this, Kane's lips curled into a gentle yet dangerous smile.

"and many more."

Kane called out to her.

Gion turned around in confusion, only to see Kane take out the long wooden box from under the table and slowly walk towards her.

"Major General Kane?"

"Open it and take a look."

Gion paused for a moment, then opened the wooden box as instructed.

The next second, she couldn't take her eyes off it.

That was the instinctive thrill a swordsman feels when he sees a peerless sword. The exquisite cherry blossom pattern and the perfect curve of the blade seemed to be calling to her.

"This...this is?" She reached out with trembling hands, grasped the hilt of the knife, and gently pulled it out.

Clang—!

A clear, melodious sound, like the cry of a phoenix, echoed in the office.

The cold light illuminated Gion's stunningly beautiful face.

"The Twenty-One Great Swords, Kinpira."

Kane's voice rang out calmly, carrying an undeniable certainty.

“I’ve been observing you these past few days. Ordinary knives have limited your potential. Only this knife is worthy of your talent.”

"A greatsword?!"

Gion was so startled she almost dropped it. This was a priceless treasure, one that was priceless and unavailable anywhere else!

"No! This is too valuable! I can't accept it!" Gion frantically tried to put the knife back. "Major General Kane, this must have been something you went through a lot of trouble to acquire..."

"Take it."

Kane interrupted her, stepped forward, and gently pressed down on her hand that was trying to return the knife.

The distance between the two instantly closed, Kane's deep gaze locked onto Gion's eyes, and he could even smell the fragrance of her shower gel.

His expression changed instantly; his eyes, which had originally held a hint of mockery, now became deep and solemn, as if he were gazing at the most precious treasure in his life.

"Actually, this is not just a knife; it is also a family heirloom."

"Huh?" Gion was stunned.

Kane's voice became deep and magnetic, as if he were telling an ancient secret.

“According to ancestral teachings, Kimbira will choose its own master. It is waiting for someone who can resonate with my soul and truly understand the word ‘justice’.”

He reached out his other hand and gently tidied Gion's messy hair behind her ear, his fingertips gliding across her flushed cheeks.

“Gion, these past few days, watching you wield your sword, watching you grit your teeth and persevere in my arms to become stronger time and time again... I can feel it cheering, the person it's been waiting for is you.”

"So, for you, I would not hesitate to break the family's ancestral rule that 'this sword can only be given to the partner with whom I will spend my life.'"

boom!!!

Gion's mind went completely blank with a "buzz".

A family heirloom... a soulmate... a lifelong partner...?!

These words exploded in her mind like nuclear bombs, shattering her reason and turning it into a sky full of pink bubbles.

So... in Major General Kane's heart, I... am such a special existence?

He not only taught me without reservation, but even... even the most important heirloom of the family...

Could this be... a disguised marriage proposal?!

Looking at the man before her who was willing to break ancestral rules, Gion's eyes instantly turned red, and hot tears uncontrollably streamed down her face.

"Brother Kane!!"

Unable to contain her overwhelming emotions any longer, she threw herself into Kane's arms, hugged his waist tightly, and wept uncontrollably.

"I swear! As long as the knife is here, I will live! I will never let you down! Neither this knife, nor... nor you!"

Kane took the opportunity to put his arm around the girl's trembling shoulders, pulling her tightly into his embrace, resting his chin on the top of her head, and gently stroking her long hair.

From an angle unseen by Gion, Kane's deep affection faded, leaving only a triumphant smile.

[Ding! By fabricating a false family history, a deep emotional bond has been successfully formed with the elite naval member, Gion.]

[Achievement Completed: A Lie That Will Never Change in This Life.]

[Ding! Established a long-term "unspoken rule" relationship, unlocking a continuous income from disciplinary points. Disciplinary points +100/day.]

Hearing the pleasant notification from the system and feeling the unwavering devotion of the girl in his arms, Kane was in high spirits.

A stolen knife can be exchanged for a future general candidate as a wife, plus a stable daily welfare income.

More importantly, the long road ahead in the navy means that he will never be lonely, whether in the office or on the battlefield.

This deal is incredibly lucrative.