Pirate: I became famous in the era of Rocks!

After Aizen waved goodbye to Sakaski and Borsalino, he walked towards Garp's residence side by side with Dragon.

previously,

After Neptune brought Princess Shirahoshi to the Navy Headquarters, since he failed to find Aizen immediately, he entrusted Garp to temporarily protect Shirahoshi's safety.

therefore,

Aizen also needs to go to Garp's house to pick up Shirahoshi.

And Dorag... was just going home in the ordinary sense.

"Ugh……"

Dorag suddenly let out a sigh, looked at the military community that was getting closer and closer with complicated eyes, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

For him, it has been 23 years since he last visited this place.

"Why are you sighing? After all, you are back."

Aizen's tone was as calm as water, and when his eyes looked at the familiar scenery around him, a hint of nostalgia and sadness was revealed in his eyes.

Dorag slowly raised his hand and pulled off the hood of the cloak that had been on his head. The moonlight then sprinkled like water onto the hideous tattoo on his face.

"The monkey is right. I... am really grateful to all of you." Dorag's voice was low and sincere, containing endless emotions.

"If it weren't for you, I would have been torn to pieces by the hyenas sent by the World Government. If it weren't for you, I would never have the opportunity to come back here so openly today."

Aizen stood quietly by the side, without saying a word, just listening silently.

"Over the years, not a day goes by that I don't miss the time we spent together."

The corners of Dorag's mouth couldn't help but rise, as if he was recalling the good old days.

"Those days were truly some of the only truly happy times in my life," he said softly, a hint of emotion and nostalgia in his voice.

But the next second,

His tone suddenly changed again.

"But."

"Among the four of us at that time, I was the only one who had no ideals or clear goals. I was even vague about what kind of future I was pursuing..."

Drago sighed softly and continued, "At the time, I just wanted to follow the old man's path, thinking it would be nice to become an admiral like you."

"Of course, if that were the case, he would probably be one of the four great admirals of the navy now, hahahaha..."

Dorag laughed loudly, and his laughter echoed in the silent night sky, but it was also mixed with a hint of melancholy that was difficult for others to understand.

Hearing this,

Aizen sneered and snorted, "Bullshit!"

"How could I let you be the marshal?"

Dorag laughed even louder when he heard that, and after a long while, he slowly stopped laughing.

He slowly raised his head, staring at the bright moon above his head, and murmured in a low voice: "So, the past cannot be retrieved... All we can do is to walk the path under our feet well."

After all,

He turned his head and looked at Aizen sincerely and said, "I am really lucky because of you, Aizen."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have gone against Sakaski and Borsalino and regarded each other as mortal enemies..."

Aizen chuckled at that, shook his head and said, "No."

"Both Borsalino and Sakaski are not rigid people, otherwise we wouldn't be able to get to where we are today."

"Even without my existence, the three of you will eventually come together for your common ideals and goals, but the process may have some twists and turns."

Upon hearing this, Dorag was slightly dazed, as if he remembered something distant, and then he smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"How could it be possible without you, Aizen."

He sighed softly, with a hint of emotion in his tone: "The four of us were able to meet, get to know each other, and understand each other. This is all arranged by fate."

"Is it fate?"

This time it was Aizen's turn to be stunned. A barely perceptible hint of confusion flashed across his deep eyes, but he quickly hid it.

Subsequently,

He sneered, seemingly disagreeing with this statement: "Maybe... Who knows~"

"Okay, enough with the sentimentality, Drago, we're here."

After all,

The two of them raised their heads and looked toward the courtyard in the distance where twinkling firelight was shining.

In that place,

Garp and Shirahoshi were sitting side by side on the ground, lighting a bonfire and making bursts of hearty laughter, seemingly discussing something interesting.

Bai Xing kept covering her mouth and laughing, and her chest became turbulent with her movements, as if it would fall down in the next moment...

Hearing this familiar laughter,

The bright smile on Dorag's face gradually faded, replaced by a barely perceptible panic, and he clenched his fists involuntarily.

however,

However, Aizen did not care about the feelings of Dragon beside him. He strode into the courtyard without hesitation and greeted Garp enthusiastically: "I'm here to pick someone up, Uncle Garp~"

Hear this sound,

Garp turned his head and looked at Aizen who was standing at the door. He then waved his hand and shouted, "Oh, Aizen boy, come quickly. We roasted too much today. It's all thanks to your help to solve it!"

At the same time, on the other side,

When Shirahoshi noticed Aizen coming in, he quickly lowered his head. He became very reserved and shy, and only dared to cautiously glance at Aizen occasionally.

Aizen quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, Uncle Garp, I just had a barbecue outside and now my stomach is very full."

"Let Dorag clean up the remaining barbecue. He didn't eat much, so he should still have an appetite for these."

Hearing this sentence,

The bright smile on Garp's face suddenly froze for a moment, but soon returned to a nonchalant look and asked casually, "Huh? That brat isn't going to leave today?"

Aizen did not answer Garp's question, but raised his hand and pointed towards the door.

In the darkness outside the door, a tall figure stood there quietly, as if blending into the surrounding environment.

Garp looked in the direction of Aizen's finger, and after staring intently for a moment, the expression on his face became relaxed again, as if nothing had happened.

He lowered his head and continued to concentrate on putting skewers of barbecue into his mouth, as if someone was trying to snatch them from him.

Aizen slowly walked up to Shirahoshi with a gentle smile on his face, and said softly: "Hello, Princess Shirahoshi, I am Aizen. It's our first meeting. Please take care of me~"

When Bai Xing heard the voice, he quickly looked up.

The moment her eyes met Aizen's, she tensed up instantly, her lips trembling slightly as she spoke haltingly:

"Hello, Master Aizen. I am Shirahoshi. Please take care of me..."