"One Piece" ADAMAS

Generally speaking, the first year of naval school is used to learn theoretical knowledge, but because Arya has to complete all her studies in one year, she has to make up classes after school. She complains about this every day, but not only she complains, but also Zefa, who teaches her, often calls and scolds Warring States for giving him such a troublesome task.

Sengoku was also helpless. He was not the one who asked Arya to enter the naval system as soon as possible, and he could not refuse the task assigned by the World Government.

"Are you still doing your homework?" Kuzan walked into Arya's room with a glass of milk.

At this moment, Arya is burning the midnight oil to study "Naval Tactics Development and Application" which is as thick as a brick, but in fact she is being abused unilaterally. When she was tortured to the point of losing consciousness, she turned to the cover of the textbook to see who the idiot had written such a thick book.

"Who the f*ck is this stupid..." A greeting to the other party's ancestor stuck in her throat, and Arya swallowed it back hard because the cover said "Editor-in-Chief: Kuzan".

Arya wanted to scold but didn't dare. She turned around and met Kuzan's friendly eyes: "What? Is there something wrong with this book?"

"No, how could there be a problem? Hahaha." Arya shook her head quickly.

"That's good. Go to bed after drinking the milk. Don't stay up too late."

Arya was about to cry, and she didn't want to stay up late reading, but Zefa was going to take out the test paper for this subject tomorrow. If she failed... she had already seen piles of exercise books.

"Uncle Kuzan..." Arya tried carefully, "What are the key points of this book? Can you give me a breakdown?"

Hearing this, Kuzan raised his eyebrows: "Do you think there is nonsense in the book I wrote?"

Poor, helpless and desperate Arya immediately shook her head wildly and took a big sip of milk with tears in her eyes.

The next day, as expected, Arya received a two-brick-thick exercise book and a 2500-word battle analysis paper from Zefa's scolding. She walked out of Zefa's office dejectedly and looked up at the sunny blue sky. , I just feel that my future is in danger.

"Why are you sighing again?" Loyal tapped Arya from behind.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu How can the sea battle course be so difficult!!!" Arya rushed over directly, "Do you have any key notes or something like that?"

"Oh, that course is a bit difficult, but isn't it what you will learn next semester? Do you study so hard?" Loyal's eyes were full of doubts. In his impression, Arya had always been The spokesperson for rebellious children, studying these words seriously has basically nothing to do with her.

"Because of some tragic events, I have to graduate early. Help me!!!"

"Then you have found the right person." Amon suddenly jumped out of nowhere, "Loyal is the number one in our grade. I relied on him to keep me from failing the class."

"It's not that exaggerated, but I do have some notes for you." Loyal was a little embarrassed, "I'll send them to your house tonight. Do you have anything to do after school?"

Arya shook the "brick" in her hand: "In addition, I also have a paper to write, and the topic is to study the command and tactical arrangements of General Akainu."

"Ah, we originally wanted to ask you to go to the beach." Amon looked regretful.

"Next time, otherwise I will be scolded by Zefa again tomorrow."

"But we will tomorrow"

Loyal immediately interrupted Amon: "Go back and do your homework quickly. Don't stay up late anymore. Your face looks ugly."

"Ah? Is it really ugly?" Arya touched her face.

"That's okay, but you really shouldn't stay up late."

"I don't want to either." Arya sighed heavily again, "What are you going to do tomorrow?"

"It's nothing." Loyal pulled Amon and motioned him not to say anything.

Arya frowned and thought about it. It seemed that Zefa had said a few days ago that the third graders were going to a desert island for training, and the departure date was these days. They would not see each other for more than half a year. Arya looked at her friend who had just reunited and decided to stay up late tonight.

"Forget it, I still want to take a breather and go out to relax first before going back to do my homework." Arya hugged the two younger brothers on tiptoe, "Let's relive our childhood."

"Boss, I have no objection to playing together, but let's forget about reliving our childhood." Amon looked embarrassed, "We are now in the navy reserve. If you are caught causing trouble, you will be expelled."

"What are you thinking about? How old are you? Do you think I will still be the same as when I was a child? I just want to go to the beach and eat ice cream with you." Arya rolled her eyes.

Seeing that Loyal was still struggling, Arya directly led the two of them towards the seaside.

"So now you have to go to Teacher Zefa's office every day after school to make up lessons?" Loyal took a sip of the ice cream cone, his eyes full of pity.

Arya gritted her teeth and took a big mouthful of ice cream, then grinned from the cold.

"No wonder you disappeared as soon as school was over. A lot of people in the school were wondering what you were doing." Amon looked like he suddenly understood.

"What do people at school think I'm going to do?" Arya asked doubtfully.

"Yes, you are worthy of being the boss. He has already become a famous figure in the school after only three months of school." Amon said with his fists clasped.

"A man of the hour?" Arya was even more confused.

"The most mysterious and beautiful new student. She dared to be late on the first day of school in front of Principal Zefa and General Kizaru. She never participated in extracurricular activities for three months after school started. She disappeared as soon as school was over. So far, she only knows her name as Arya. " Loyal joked, waving his fingers.

"Haha." Arya could only smile bitterly. She also wanted to participate in extracurricular activities. She hadn't made a single new friend in the first three months of school, and she spent all her time catching up on her studies.

—

"Are you planning to stay up late today?" Kuzan looked helpless.

"There's so much homework that I can't finish if I don't stay up late." Arya said with a grimace.

"You know there is so much homework, but you still run to play. It seems that you think there is not enough homework."

"That's not true. Loyal and Amon will go to the island for training tomorrow. We won't see each other for a long time, so we just went to the beach to chat together this afternoon."

Kuzan raised his eyebrows: "Who said we wouldn't see you for a long time? You are going to that island for training soon, next month."

"what!?"

"Aren't you going to graduate in one year? Desert island training is a required course."

"I almost forgot about this. Although my studies are very annoying, I can still bear it now that I can play with Loyal Amon." Arya would cry and laugh.

"You finish today's homework first. I heard from Teacher Zefa that you failed the 'Naval Battle' class, right?" Kuzan's smile became increasingly dangerous.

“It’s really difficult”

"Then why don't you hurry up and do more questions." Kuzan moved a chair and sat next to Arya, "First, show me your test paper today."

Kuzan frowned and checked Arya's test paper, while he couldn't help but sigh.

Arya pushed up her glasses that she didn't know where she got them from: "Speak directly if you have anything to say. You feel like my studies are hopeless."

"You are somewhat self-aware." Kuzan looked up at Arya and was stunned. "Why do you wear glasses? Are you nearsighted?"

"No, I just felt that wearing glasses would be cooler and look more like a top student, so Loyal wore them."

Loyal wears a pair of glasses and is very bookish. He looks more like a researcher than a navy man. Moreover, he is indeed a top student in college, and his theoretical scores have always been the first in his grade.

Kuzan, who could not understand the girl's thoughts, could only warn her: "Be careful, you are really short-sighted."

Although Arya has been naughty and dislikes studying since she was a child, she is actually quite smart. Kuzan only taught her a few examples, and she was already able to write the exercise book by drawing inferences.

"So do you have any dissatisfaction with Teacher Zefa? Are you deliberately going against him?"

"How dare I be dissatisfied that he is patronizing and lecturing me?" Arya muttered in a low voice.

Kuzan took the "Bricks" exercise book and tapped Arya, laughing and scolding: "You still dare to quibble, if you don't study hard, be careful I tell Teacher Zefa."

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I must study hard!" Arya quickly took out the thesis topic to change the topic, "Kuzan, do you know General Akainu?"

"Why do you ask this? What's the purpose?"

"Of course it's for academic purposes. That old man Zefa asked me to analyze the tactical arrangements of Akainu's last mission and write a 2500-word paper!"

"Haha, if that guy has any other tactical plans, just rush forward." Kuzan snorted coldly.

Arya was ashamed. She had also heard about the bad relationship between the two. Although both of them were called monsters in school, they couldn't get along harmoniously because they insisted on completely different justice. Neither one obeyed the other, but now they have become admirals together. With these two subordinates, it is probably difficult to be a navy marshal.

Although Kuzan's tone was very disdainful, he still explained Akainu's tactical arrangements and command in detail. Generally speaking, it is the iron-blooded line of being tough from the front, facing the artillery fire, not giving up until the goal is achieved, and it does not matter if there are sacrifices.

"Ever since he was young, he has been a simple-minded reckless man." Kuzan said with an unbearable expression on his face.

"That's almost enough. We are having an academic discussion and do not advocate personal attacks on others." Arya pressed the cap of her pen.

—

At first, Kizaru's understanding of Arya was still the little bundle he had hugged back then, and he was often envious of Kuzanbai for choosing such a lovely daughter. But later I learned about the little girl's life experience, and I felt a little lucky. Fortunately, Lieutenant General Garp didn't come to trick me. Then Kizaru received the document from the Science Corps, and couldn't help but sympathize with the poor little girl. So when Zefa asked him to train the little girl, he, a general known for his fear of trouble, agreed without saying a word.

At the opening ceremony, he looked at Arya who had sneaked in. Her posture was too funny and he couldn't help but tease her. Seeing the aggrieved expression of the little girl who dared not speak out, Kizaru was successfully pleased, so he jokingly frightened the little girl: "Just take it slow in the future."

This was considered a warning in advance, but it was obvious that Arya did not get his kind reminder. So when Arya was overjoyed that she had finally passed the theory class, when she saw him suddenly appearing in front of her and announcing additional swordsmanship training, Arya's expression as if struck by lightning once again pleased Kizaru's bad taste.

Arya got to know her new instructor a little bit from Kuzan, and said that this man was kinder and kinder. Although Arya was very skeptical about this, she was not too afraid of Kizaru. After all, there were few instructors in the world who could be as severe as Zefa.

It wasn't until she was beaten by Kizaru that she lay on the ground unable to get up, that she realized that Zefa had really let her go.

"Little Arya, Teacher Zefa has praised you many times. I am a little disappointed that you are like this~ Do you want me to be gentler?" Kizaru looked at the sunset in the distance casually.

But Arya is, after all, a thorn in Zefa's head. If she gives up so easily, then she is not Arya.

"Stop talking nonsense, no one wants you to be merciful." Arya held her breath and got up again.

"Oh~ let's continue?"

Arya answered him directly with her sword.

Although Kizaru said that Arya was disappointing, he actually still recognized Arya's strength in his heart. After all, there are really not many people at Arya's age who can skillfully use the six moves and even use domineering. What's more, Arya also has a word spirit skill. Although most of Arya's word spirits are currently ineffective against Kizaru, occasionally explosive attacks can immobilize Kizaru, which surprises him.

Kizaru is very good at training people. He can always attack Arya's weaknesses and force her to grow quickly. After training like this for two months, Arya, who is extremely talented, has been able to force Kizaru to do something real, and even used the fruit power.

But Kizaru has always been measured, which is why Zefa named him to train Arya. But one time, Kizaru was really having fun. In his excitement state, he accidentally hit Arya and injured her. Although he finally stopped his hand and did not hurt Arya seriously, for some reason Arya was in the hospital. He suffered a sudden cardiac arrest while treating the wound, and it took him a whole night of resuscitation before he was out of danger.

Kuzan almost got into a fight with Kizaru if Zefa hadn't stopped him.

In the end, the doctor concluded that the bomb in the heart had a sudden rejection reaction. Kuzan became silent after hearing this, but Sengoku was so angry that he called Vegapunk to the office and gave him a lecture.

"Didn't you say it's foolproof!? Can you afford to lose the navy's elite combat power?"

Vegapunk pushed up his glasses: "Everyone's physique is different. I can't predict this, but I will think of a solution."

After going back and staying up for a few nights, Vegapunk made a signal jammer that could be carried close to his body to suppress the rejection reaction, and Arya could leave the island with it.

—

"What is this?" Arya received a gift box from Kizaru as soon as she was discharged from the hospital.

"To celebrate your upcoming training on the island, as your instructor, I have to express it~" Kizaru said with a sly smile.

"It's not a prank toy, is it?" Arya felt a chill run down her spine when she saw Kizaru's smile. She carefully took the gift box as if it were a bomb.

"Do I have such a bad taste?"

"Yes!" Arya nodded without hesitation.

"Ha~" Kizaru's smile deepened.

Arya threw the box out the moment she opened it, and Kizaru caught the contents in the box at the speed of light with his quick eyes and hands.

"If this thing breaks, you will be in trouble." Kizaru opened his palm, and on it was a gold bracelet inlaid with gems. One look at it and you knew it was worth a lot.

"You want to give this to me!?" Arya was shocked.

"Yes, I spent a lot of money on it, so you have to wear it well." Kizaru raised his eyebrows. This was indeed bought with a lot of money, but it was just the money of the Navy Headquarters.

"You really want to give me such an expensive gift?" Arya paused, showing a bitter and resentful expression, "I can't accept someone who is more than thirty years older than me."

Kizaru was rarely choked. He swallowed the tea that was stuck in his throat and said, "What are you thinking about, little brat?"

"Unspoken rules?"

"What are you talking about? I'm too old to hear clearly..." Kizaru's fingers instantly became elemental, flashing dangerously.

"I was wrong, I was wrong! I'll put it on right away!" Arya immediately panicked.

"Don't take it off." Kizaru put away his fingers.

"This will prevent me from fighting..."

Kizaru raised his finger again.

"How can this little weight hinder my fighting? Hahahahaha..."

"This is actually my apology gift to you, otherwise that boy Kuzan would stare at me every day."

"No need, I'm still too weak." Arya turned the bracelet and carefully observed the gems on it, trying to identify the type.

"I made a mistake this time. I didn't expect you to have grown up enough to force me to take action." Kizaru patted Arya on the head, "Little guy, you will have a future."