*This is the future world-renowned Four Emperors, Kaido.
Anyone who can look him in the eye for three seconds without laughing is welcome to claim the reward: Conqueror’s Haki →*
*Haki (munch munch) is the only (munch) power that (munch) reigns supreme over all!*
Sea Calendar, year 1478.
Six years before the God Valley Incident.
Sabaody.
A dark green warship sailed into the harbor of Grove 66 without disturbing the island’s residents.
A burly man with a mohawk and a white “Justice” cloak draped over his shoulders stepped off the ship with a grim expression.
The commander of the Sabaody Marine Base, who had been waiting at the port, immediately led a group of officers forward with respectful expressions and gave a formal salute.
“Admiral Kongu, welcome to Sabaody…”
Before the Commodore could finish his sentence, the man he addressed as Admiral Kongu interrupted him.
“Enough.
Just tell me where that brat Carlo is.”
Sensing the impatience in his superior’s voice, the Commodore shivered and quickly replied, “He seems to have gone to the Bubble Playground…”
“Playground?”
Kongu’s eyelid twitched.
“That little bastard actually skipped Headquarters training to come to Sabaody and wander around a playground?
I’ve been searching for him for ages…”
“Take me there immediately!”
“Yes, sir!”
A few minutes later, at the Bubble Park in Grove 33.
Kongu looked at the building before him—decorated in a pink heart shape and surrounded by clusters of colorful flowers.
At the entrance, a dozen scantily clad women were posing provocatively for passing pedestrians.
Black lines of frustration instantly appeared on Kongu’s forehead.
He glared at the awkward Commodore behind him.
“This is the ‘playground’ you were talking about?”
“What kind of playground is this?”
“This is fucking Pleasure Street!”
The Commodore naturally didn’t dare talk back.
However, he muttered to himself: *There are pleasure streets in playgrounds, isn’t that normal?
Essentially, the purpose of both is to make people happy…*
“That brat Carlo…”
“This is absolutely outrageous!”
“At such a young age, he’s already wallowing in decadence, hanging out in a ghost place like this!”
“If I don’t discipline him properly, this kid is really going to run wild!”
Incensed, Kongu strode toward the heart-shaped building.
Seeing a man so muscular and hulking—looking practically savage—approaching, the women soliciting customers at the door lit up and swarmed him.
“Oh my, Mr.
Marine, is this your first time here?”
“Would you like me to introduce you to our shop’s signature services?”
“You look so fierce, sir~ and those muscles…
they’re really huge.”
Kongu’s momentum was immediately interrupted by the flock of fluttering birds and swallows.
“I…
I’m not here for play…
I’m looking for someone!”
Feeling flustered, Kongu used the Marine Six Powers technique *Soru* to shake them off and flash inside the building.
Wiping cold sweat from his forehead, his face slightly flushed, Kongu let out a long sigh of relief.
Terrifying.
The boldness of those women was beyond normal.
They had actually started touching a stranger like him right off the bat.
And they did it right in front of his subordinates!
He had lost all face!
“How uncouth!”
It was all Carlo’s fault!
If it weren’t for that kid, why would he, a dignified Marine Admiral, end up in a place of such ill repute?
At this thought, Kongu lost his patience and unleashed his Observation Haki, searching the entire building for Carlo’s life signature.
*Buzz!*
A red glint flared in his eyes as his powerful Observation Haki expanded, sensing the entire amusement area, including Pleasure Street.
“Found him!”
In an instant, Kongu locked onto a room deep in the corridor and walked toward it, grinding his teeth.
Coming upon the door, he saw a “Do Not Disturb” sign hanging there, and the sound of silver-bell-like laughter continuously drifting from within.
His anger flared even more.
Women!
And more than one!
That brat Carlo…
really knows how to play!
Kongu took a deep breath, suppressing his rage, and prepared to push the door open.
Suddenly, a lazy voice drifted from inside.
“Uncle Kongu, I advise you not to do that.”
“Right now, it’s not quite the right time for us to meet, lest it be awkward for both of us.”
“Why don’t you wait outside for a moment?
I’ll be out soon…
just a few minutes.”
“What did you say?” Kongu was stunned.
Then, his mouth twitched, the indentations of his clenched teeth visible in his cheeks, and veins popped out across his forehead.
“Carlo!
You little bastard, what are you talking about!”
“Not a suitable time to meet…
do you think you’re doing something great?!”
Without even bothering with the doorknob, he kicked the door open in a rage.
With a loud *bang*, the door flew open.
Kongu charged in with his ox-like eyes glaring, still roaring.
“Skipping the officer training courses at Marineford!
A dignified Marine Major, skipping class to come and mess around in a place like this!”
“Do you know what kind of stain this self-destructive behavior will leave on your Marine career?”
“You are wasting your talent!”
“You are destroying your future!”
“How can you face your deceased father?”
“You…!”
The moment he saw the scene inside the room, Kongu’s roar came to an abrupt halt.
He stood there, mouth agape like a hippopotamus, completely stunned.
The room was filled with incredibly luxurious decorations.
The floor, covered in bear skin and mink fur, dipped downward into a hot spring pool about twenty to thirty meters in diameter.
Mist swirled and steam rose from the pool.
A youth with steel-needle-like short white hair and a resolute face but lazy eyes lay comfortably on his back in the hot spring.
He was exceptionally tall—at least over three meters.
His bronze muscles were covered in scars of various sizes, creating a powerful visual impact.
Four beautiful, fair-skinned, and curvaceous women were currently surrounding the white-haired youth.
One was massaging his shoulders.
One was rubbing his legs.
One was feeding him fruit.
And another was…
No…
that wasn’t the key!!
The key was the appearance of these women…
Looking at the four familiar, beautiful faces, Kongu’s eyes nearly popped out of his sockets.
He finally understood why Carlo had advised him not to come in.
He understood why Carlo said it would be awkward for everyone.
Before, Kongu hadn’t believed it.
Now, he did.
Never in his life had Kongu wanted the ability to turn back time more than at this moment.
If he could, he would go back a few minutes and leave immediately, just to avoid seeing these women’s faces.
These four women, all averaging under twenty-five years of age, were people he had seen before.
He had seen them in the Holy Land, Mary Geoise…
The playful young girl massaging Carlo’s shoulders was Princess Elunil of the Jeygo Lucia family.
The elegant *onee-san* with long black hair rubbing Carlo’s legs was Princess Lorian of the Shepherd family.
The pink-haired woman feeding Carlo fruit, looking so fragile and endearing, was the recently wedded seventh wife of Saint Nasujuro.
And finally, the blonde woman with long legs…
was the younger sister of Saint Donquixote Homing!
Kongu couldn’t wrap his head around it.
Why would these women, whose status was sky-high, come to such a smoggy, sleazy place?
And why were they hanging around with this brat Carlo?
All four of them together!
But now was not the time to dwell on that…
Looking at Kongu, who stood frozen in place with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, Carlo shook his head helplessly.
“I warned you, Uncle.”
“Hehe…” A smile that looked more like a grimace squeezed onto Kongu’s face.
Seeing the expressions of the women grow cold, he was about to force himself to explain a few words.
Then, the blonde woman—Homing’s sister—pointed toward the door behind him.
“What are you still standing there for?
Get out!”
“Do you want to lose your position as Admiral?”
“S-sorry!
I’m leaving right now!” Kongu felt as if he’d been granted a divine pardon.
He turned around hurriedly and fled the room.
As he left, he didn’t forget to pull the door shut behind him.
Watching Kongu leave in disgrace, the blonde woman let out a cold snort.
She turned back and traced the scars on Carlo’s chest.
“Is that your Marine Admiral?
What a crude man.”
“He doesn’t have a shred of your elegance, Carlo.”
“Carlo…
will you really not consider coming back to the Holy Land with us?”
“We can arrange a high-ranking World Government official position for you, such as a chief of CP0.
With your talent, you’d surely handle it with ease…”
“Hmph!” Carlo sneered, grabbing her chin.
“Woman, are you trying to tell me how to do things?”