One Piece: My Lazy Ass Made Akainu Mad Chapter 186: The Fame of the Haiiroyo and the Wrath of a “Go

G-5 Branch, flagship Nap-One.

The ship had steadily docked at the Sabaody Archipelago, Grove 1 (GR-1).

This was the most chaotic and noisiest lawless zone in the entire archipelago.

BOOM!

"Kill them!"

"Alcohol! Bring more alcohol!"

Harsh shouting, pirate curses, bottles shattering, and even scattered cannon fire pierced through the bubble coating and clearly reached the ship.

Renzo's brows knit even tighter.

"My my such… lively energy~."

Kizaru lay on his deck chair with his hands behind his head, leisurely comnting.

The Marine Admiral showed absolutely no intention of interfering with the chaos happening right in front of him.

"…Too loud."

Renzo tugged the blanket over himself and issued a final ultimatum to the duo about to disembark:

"Three hours. If I wake up and the ship still hasn't dived… Rehn-"

"Yes! Lord Renzo!"

"Then you stay here," Renzo's sleepy voice drifted out, "go 'comfort' every sound-producing creature on this island, make them fall into a very quiet sleep."

"Y-Yes, sir?!"

Rehn didn't get excited; he broke into a cold sweat.

'Comfort… all of them?! How long would that take?! That's worse than G-5 paperwork!'

'No. Absolutely not! Lord Renzo's nap must not be disturbed! His vacation must not be ruined!'

"Hey! You idiot fatso!"

Sanji kicked his round backside.

"What are you standing around for?! We only have three hours! If we're late… my rmaid ladies!!"

"You dare kick , curly-brow! You're interfering with Lord Renzo's divine vacation!"

"You two…"

Renzo's voice sounded again.

"One more second of noise and you'll both stay behind to 'comfort' them."

"YES!!"

The two imdiately stood straight, then shot off in a blur, one streak of yellow light, one flash of blue lightning, leaping off Nap-One and vanishing into the chaotic streets of GR-1.

Sabaody Archipelago, GR-13, "Craftsman District"

BANG!!

The door of the most luxurious workshop was smashed open by Rehn's round body.

"Wh-who dares uh…"

A mustached workshop owner began to shout.

Crackle.

A blue arc of electricity flickered on Rehn's fingertip.

"Ma-Marines?!" the man's face went pale.

"Enough nonsense!"

Rehn slamd a black-and-gold card onto the table.

"Listen carefully! We're from G-5! Our flagship needs recoating! It must be finished within three hours!"

"Three hours?!" The owner nearly fainted. "Impossible! Not even three days-"

"It's… Lord Renzo's ship."

Rehn deliberately emphasized the na Renzo.

"Renzo…? Which Renzo…?"

Sanji exhaled smoke impatiently beside him.

"You know. The one from the newspapers… G-5's… Haiiroyo."

"!!!!!!"

"Hai-Hai-Haiiroyo?!"

The owner's face turned deathly white, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

The "Sloth God" of G-5, Haiiroyo.

In the New World, the na ant laziness and neglect of duty… but at the entrance to Paradise, it ant only one thing.

The monster admiral who suppressed the entire Marineford War alone.

"I-It's the Haiiroyo's flagship?!"

"Correct!"

Seeing hope, Rehn puffed out his invisible chest.

"Five tis the price! Imdiately! Call every coating craftsman in GR-13!"

"B-but… Haiiroyo's ship… three hours…"

"You dare make Him wait?!"

Rehn scread hysterically:

"Do you want to know what happens when he doesn't sleep well?!"

"I'LL GO RIGHT NOW!!"

The owner scrambled out. He absolutely did not want to know.

In a corner of the workshop…

An old man in a dirty tank top, stubbled face, and graying hair slowly lowered his wine bottle. A sharp glint flashed behind his glasses.

"Hey, Mister Ray…" a young worker trembled.

"Boss told us to gather… it's the Haiiroyo's ship… five tis the pay…"

"Oh? Five tis?"

The old man stood with a grin.

"Heh… I'm short on gambling money lately… I'll take this job."

Five minutes later

Rehn and Sanji were escorting over a dozen craftsn back toward the harbor.

Just as they were about to reach GR-1.

Their path was blocked.

Rehn stopped, annoyed.

Ahead stood a group of violently dressed punk-like pirates.

At their front: a tall red-haired man in a fur coat, hands in his pockets, arrogance overflowing.

"Heh… hehehe…"

tal objects around him, nails, wrenches, blades, began humming and floating.

"Hey, Killer. Apoo."

"I'm here, Kid."

A masked man holding scythes replied.

"Yo, check it out rare sight~" A long-ard man posed like a DJ, laughing. "Isn't that the Marine 'dogs'? What are they doing here?"

Eustass "Captain" Kid

"Massacre Soldier" Killer

"Roar of the Sea" Scratchn Apoo

Kid's eyes swept across Rehn and Sanji… and then locked onto the white ship in the harbor, Nap-One.

"Oh?"

Kid grinned cruelly.

"That white ship looks nice. My new 'project' just happens to need so high-grade parts."

"I like it."

He licked his lips.

"Hey, fat pig. Leave the ship. I'm in a good mood today, maybe after I dismantle it… I'll kill you too."

Silence.

Sanji's cigarette dropped to the ground.

In the crowd, a disguised Rayleigh quietly stepped back and took a drink.

Rehn… didn't move.

His round body began trembling at an unnatural frequency.

His face turned pale → blue → purple → liver-red.

"Huh? Scared stupid, fat pig?" Kid sneered.

"…Dis… mantle… it?"

Rehn's voice squeezed through clenched teeth, filled with terrifying grievance and rage.

Next second-

"YOU DAMN RED-HAIRED SEA URCHIN!!!"

A roar exploded louder than Apoo's music and sharper than grinding tal.

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU JUST SAID?! YOU TRASH-TAL OBSESSED SCRAP ADDICT!!!"

Rehn completely erupted.

Everyone, Kid, Sanji, Rayleigh, the craftsn, had their ears ringing from the hysterical volu.

"Dismantle it?! You dare say dismantle it?!"

Like a giant Chihuahua whose tail was stepped on, Rehn pointed at Kid, fat, shaking violently.

"Do you know what that ship is?! That is Nap-One! The sacred bedroom of the greatest, noblest, and most benevolent Lord Renzo!!"

"Do you understand the aning of 'nap'? It exists so Lord Renzo can enjoy the highest-quality vacation!!"

His eyes reddened in humiliation.

"You… a re 315-million-berry red-haired trash… dare attempt to defile my lord's sacred vacation?!"

"You are… you are… THREATENING THE PEACE OF THE NEW WORLD!!!"

"Huh?!" Apoo's jaw dropped. "Apapa… dismantling a ship threatens world peace??"

"OF COURSE IT DOES!!!"

Rehn shouted tearfully.

"If Lord Renzo doesn't sleep well, he'll be in a bad mood!!"

"If he's in a bad mood, he'll sigh!!"

"If he sighs, everyone at G-5, including , has to work overti!!"

"If I work overti, I'LL BE UNDER STRESS!!!"

CRACK!!!

A bucket-thick lightning bolt erupted from his body, blasting a smoking hole straight through a giant mangrove root beside them.

Rehn, eyes teary but face ferocious, glared at Kid:

"And when I'm stressed… I make YOU TRASH feel MORE STRESS!!!"

"You suicidal garbage! Today I'll fry you into charcoal and use your scrap iron to POLISH LORD RENZO'S SHIP!!!"

Kid's face turned pitch-black.

He, Eustass Kid, was being scread at by a fat man using so incomprehensible vacation theory?!

"Crack… crack crack crack!!"

Terrifying killing intent spread outward.

"You… damn… pig…"

Kid's voice sounded like it ca from hell.

"…You're… dead."

"Repel!"

BOOM!!

Kid spread his hands.

All the tal in the street, weapons, pipes, armor, shot toward Rehn like thousands of arrows.

At the sa ti:

"Punk Gibson!!"

tal parts fused into a gigantic chanical arm that smashed toward Rehn's head.

"Bring it on!!"

"Diable Jambe!" Sanji's leg ignited crimson flas.

"ONE HUNDRED MILLION VOLTS!!" Rehn exploded with blinding blue lightning.

Rayleigh sighed and took another drink.

"Honestly… youngsters these days… every one of them… so noisy."

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