[Wait—what did Old Thief just say?!]
[Vice Admiral Garp? THE Garp from the Marine Hall of Fame?!]
[No way—Marine + Garp + Hero + Vice Admiral = it's definitely HIM!]
[This sneaky drunk knew and didn't tell us!]
[If he meets Garp, that's an achievement waiting to happen!]
[He's gonna get stronger again—Tashigi already likes him enough!]
The chat exploded with mock outrage, drowning the feed in curses and emojis until White-Robed Drunkard laughed helplessly.
"Can't you guys be happy for me just once?"
He turned toward Tashigi, who was hugging a thick folder of reports.
"Tashigi, you told me that Captain Morgan was promoted for killing a notorious pirate, right?"
Tashigi nodded, pushing her glasses up with a finger.
That motion—so familiar—made White-Robed's eyes flicker.
"And that pirate's name was Kuro… from the Black Cat Pirates, wasn't it?"
"Right," Tashigi confirmed, blinking at his tone. "Kuro of a Hundred Plans—he wore clawed gloves like cat talons. A schemer. Killed countless people."
Before she could say more, he snatched the file, flipping to Morgan's celebrated "battle."
A wanted poster slipped free.
Slicked-back hair. Long claws.
And the distinct wrist push of a hand adjusting his glasses.
The chat exploded.
[That's him! The same motion—the butler's!]
[The Black-Suited Butler IS Kuro!]
[Morgan faked the kill! The real Kuro's hiding in Syrup Village!]
[No wonder Morgan became a tyrant—he never earned the rank!]
[Warn the Straw Hats NOW!]
White-Robed Drunkard's brows knitted. "So it's true. Morgan's 'heroic' deed was staged. Kuro trades his life on paper, disappears into the West Sea—Syrup Village—while Morgan takes the promotion and runs his base like a dictator. Everything lines up."
[For once he sounds smart!]
[Shut up and go warn Fisherman! Kuro's bounty was sixteen million—way higher than Buggy's!]
[And that guy's a manipulator, not a brawler. Dangerous!]
Within minutes, tens of thousands of viewers swarmed Little Fisherman's channel.
Inside Kaya's mansion, dinner glittered under candlelight.
Luffy devoured meat, Nami thanked Kaya politely, and Little Fisherman joined in with a smile.
Only Zoro sat silent, chopsticks untouched.
"Zoro, what's wrong? Not eating?" Fisherman nudged a slab of roast toward him. Zoro didn't answer.
Then the chat burst into a wall of warning:
[DON'T EAT! IT'S POISONED!]
[STOP!]
[PUT IT DOWN!]
Startled, Fisherman dropped the meat.
Luffy's arm shot out like a whip, catching it mid-fall. "Don't waste food!" He grinned and bit in.
Fisherman froze—then scrolled through the avalanche of comments explaining the whole connection.
Morgan's lie. The fake kill. The butler's wrist motion.
Slowly, he turned toward the door.
There stood the black-suited butler, gloves gleaming, wrist flexing against the frame of his glasses.
The same motion.
Cold prickled down Fisherman's back.
"Not to your taste?" The voice came from behind him.
He turned; Klahadore smiled politely, posture straight as a blade.
"N-no, just full," Fisherman said with a forced grin.
"Ah. Good." Kuro's eyes glinted behind the lenses. He stepped back into shadow.
Zoro's gaze followed the exchange, unreadable.
The dinner ended without incident.
The food was safe—but the tension was not.
Outside, Fisherman finally exhaled and cornered Zoro.
"Zoro," he said quietly,
"That butler—Klahadore—he's the pirate Kuro of a Hundred Plans."
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