I Promised to Win with Roger… But I Was Just a Kid

Let me ask you a question. In the vast sea, a small boat with three people on board was wandering aimlessly on the sea. To put it nicely, it was roaming the sea.

Aren't they just a bunch of idiots? Let's break it down a little bit. Two capable elder brothers and a four-year-old talented younger brother, what would they do when they have nothing to do?

(Write the answer here)

In the early morning, the surface of the South Blue sea was shimmering and the boat was rocking gently with the waves.

On the deck, a little boy with black hair and red eyes - Rhett - was lying on the ground, panting and doing push-ups.

Sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the wooden board. His hands were almost twitched into noodles and were shaking violently. Rhett was tired, really tired. Rhett really didn't want to exercise with the iron block. It was too painful to be beaten by Rayleigh.

"199...200...Huh...finally done..."

He was just about to collapse and rest when a big foot suddenly stepped on his back.

"Hey, isn't this little Rhett? Who told you to stop? Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to freely roam the ocean?"

Rhett looked up with difficulty and saw Rayleigh pushing up her glasses and looking down at him condescendingly.

"Brother Rayleigh...I'm only four years old..."

"What's wrong with being four years old? Didn't you ask me a few days ago if I had always been half-baked? Besides, Roger told me that when he was a kid, he chased wild animals all over the ground."

"He is a savage! I am a normal person!"

"Oh? So you mean, you're weaker than Roger?"

Rhett's mouth twitched. 'Provocation!

I am a young man of the new century, I have seen through your tricks.'

"Who are you looking down on, old man Rayleigh?"

Rayleigh twitched his lips. He was only 22 years old. He had seen through Rhett's foul mouth. When he needed help from him, he called him Brother Rayleigh. Normally, he called him Uncle Rayleigh, and when there was something going on, he would call him Old Man Rayleigh.

Very good mouth.

"... Another two hundred. You won't get tired anyway. Let's get started!"

"Look carefully, old man. It's just two hundred."

Seeing Rhett grinning, Rayleigh left with satisfaction.

Finally it was done, and while Rhett was resting on the deck,

"Kuhahaha! Little Rhett, I'll teach you Haki today!"

Roger laughed and slapped Rhett on the shoulder, nearly knocking him into the deck.

Rhett couldn't stand it anymore: "Where are you two training police dogs? You two have nothing to do thantake turns of bullying me."

"Captain...are you sure you want to teach him now? He can't even hold a sword." Rayleigh sighed.

"What does it matter? I think his physical strength should be enough. This kid can use three of Haki. He couldn't use it before because his physical strength was not enough. Now he can use it. Haki should be practiced from a young age!"

Rhett rubbed his numb shoulders, feeling both excited and scared. He couldn't imagine how terrible the training was waiting for him.

"First of all, Armament Haki is the most direct reflection of physical strength! You have to imagine that your fist is harder than steel!"

Roger punched the deck as a demonstration—

"boom!"

A big hole appeared directly in the wooden board.

Rhett ????? ????? ?????

"Come on, give it a try!"

Rhett yanked Roger by his pants leg and yelled, "You know how much it costs to fix a boat, asshole."

Don't ask, it's just out of reach.

Rhett had no choice but to create some fog to plug the hole. It didn't help much but at least it didn't seem that uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, we will have our own ship in the future."

"Okay, okay, you try it."

Rhett took a deep breath, imitated Roger's movements, covered his palms with Armament Haki, and punched hard.

"Bang!"

His hand is swollen.

"Hiss—it hurts, it hurts!"

Roger laughed out loud "Good! Come again!"

Rhett showed his shark teeth. "Come on?! Don't think I didn't see you attach your armament to the deck I just hit."

Roger adjusted his straw hat "Oh, you found out.

Of course! Until you can punch through the wood!"

'What Garp method of training his grandson? You didn't teach him that, did you, bastard?'

Compared to Roger's rough method, Rayleigh's training is more systematic, but it is not easy at all.

Days passed in this rough and systematic way.

Bang! Swish! Advanced special sound effects,

The scorching sun scorched the beach, and the waves beat against the rocks.

Roger stood at the bow and shouted excitedly: "Hey, Rayleigh! There is an island ahead, let's go up and take a look!"

Rayleigh pushed up his glasses and responded calmly: "Captain, we still have enough supplies, there is no need to waste time, and we are saving money to buy a new ship, we can't spend money recklessly anymore."

"Hahaha! How can taking risks be considered a waste of time?" Roger jumped off the boat with a big laugh. "Maybe there's some treasure on the island! If nothing works, we can just fake capture our members and exchange them for the bounty."

Rhett lay on the side of the boat and complained weakly "Captain, you said the same thing last time, but we only found a nest of biting crabs, although they tasted really good..."

"This time it's different!" Roger patted his chest with a solemn promise, then picked up Rhett and held him under his armpit, "Let's go! Let me show you a real adventure! Adventure, that's what makes it more interesting, isn't it?"

Rhett struggled in vain and could only accept his fate and be dragged aboard the island.

The three of them walked through the dense jungle, with Roger walking in front, using his saber to chop through the vines that blocked their way.

Suddenly, he stopped and moved his nose: "Hmm? It smells like barbecue!"

Rayleigh frowned "Why would there be people on a deserted island like this?"

Rhett's observation Haki vaguely sensed the presence of life in front of him, but the other party seemed to deliberately hide the breath, making it appear elusive.

"Let's go and take a look!" Roger rushed forward excitedly.

After passing through a bush, they saw a bonfire burning in an open space, roasting an unknown beast on the fire. Sitting next to the fire was a black-haired man wearing sunglasses and two hatchets on his waist.

He was leisurely eating barbecue and seemed not surprised by the appearance of the three people.

"Hey, were you also washed here by the ocean current?" The man looked up and grinned.

Roger's eyes lit up "You are a pirate too? I feel that your strength is not ordinary. We may get along well."

The man shrugged. "I guess so. My name is Scopper Gaban. I was on a merchant ship, but I got shipwrecked and drifted here."

Rayleigh looked him over, her eyes sharp, "You don't have the aura of a weak person."

Gaban smiled and did not deny: "What about you? You don't look like ordinary people. I have never seen a pirate with a child?"

Roger laughed and sat down next to the fire. He grabbed a piece of barbecue and started eating. "I'm Gol D. Roger, and they are my partners - Rayleigh and Rhett. We are pirates!"

Gaban raised an eyebrow, "Pirates? Just the three of you? The sea is very dangerous."

Rhett couldn't help but interrupt "Don't look at our small number, we are very strong!"

Because Rhett knows that these are the future Pirate King's right-hand men Rayleigh and Gaban. Rhett rarely obeys others, but he really obeys Gaban.

Gaban looked at Rhett with interest: "How old are you, kid? Four? Five?"

Rhett's forehead was bulging with blue veins. He just called me a kid and said, "What's wrong with being four years old? I'm Scarlet Mist! Don't you see the bounty?"

Gaban was stunned for a moment, then laughed "Interesting! This is the first time I've seen such a small pirate."

Roger grumbled as he ate his meat "Gaban, do you want to join us?"

Gaban wiped his mouth, his eyes flickering with interest. "What is your goal?"

Roger swallowed the barbecue, stood up, and pointed to the sky proudly "Become the freest man on this sea!"

Gaban was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter "Okay! Just for that, I'm in!"

'It is worthy of being a passionate manga. There is no social insurance, housing fund, or pension insurance, but only one sentence: I recognize your dream', which made Rhett excited.

'Is this the sea succubus Gol D. Roger?'

Rayleigh pushed up his glasses and smiled slightly, "Welcome aboard."

Rhett looked at the three people drinking and felt really safe.