Ain? Devil Instructor?

"Child?"

Sengoku shoved Garp's arm aside. "He's seventeen years old! A kid? You and I were already fighting pirates at that age!"

Garp shot a knowing look at the nearby soldier, who wisely slipped away without a word.

Thick-skinned as ever, Garp ignored Sengoku's rising anger and pressed on, grinning like a mischievous dog. "Hehe, old friend, think about Finn's warship. Don't you want to see what Finn can bring to the table?"

Sengoku took a deep breath, his frustration momentarily diffused by the thought of those super warships.

"Hmph! Since this is his first offense, I won't take it further. But if that tea dolphin comes knocking, you'd better be the one to deal with it! Clean up your grandson's mess yourself!"

Garp laughed heartily. "Haha! Easy enough! Though, to be fair, it's really the tea dolphin's fault for not noticing Finn's... little escapades."

"Idiot!" Sengoku snapped. "He's so obsessed with finding a wife that even his Observation Haki is dull! He had it coming!"

Garp chuckled. "True, true. Anyway, I think it's time we get Finn into the Marine Academy. He's been running wild in East Blue long enough. The sooner he enters, the sooner he'll learn some discipline."

Sengoku nodded. "You're right. On his first day back, he caused a huge mess. If we don't reign him in soon, he'll wreck Naval Headquarters itself!"

"I say throw him to Zephyr!" Garp suggested. "If anyone can handle him, it's Zephyr. If Finn gets out of line, Zephyr will bring him to heel in no time."

Sengoku shook his head. "Zephyr just got that artificial arm implant and is still adjusting. Plus, Finn's not yet ready for Zephyr's advanced class. He needs to start at the basics."

Garp pouted slightly. If only they knew how strong my grandson already is…

"Well then, who's tough enough to keep him in line? Ordinary instructors won't cut it with Finn."

Sengoku stroked his beard, deep in thought. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "Ain!"

Garp raised an eyebrow. "Ain? Zephyr's student? When did she become an instructor?"

"A few months ago," Sengoku explained. "When Zephyr had his surgery, the academy promoted some of his students to instructor positions. Ain took on a beginner's class, and the results were remarkable."

Garp was skeptical. "A woman? Sure, she's strong, but can she really handle a bunch of wild young men?"

Sengoku smirked. "You're underestimating her. They call her the Devil Instructor for a reason."

A wicked grin spread across Sengoku's face. "What's wrong, Garp? If you don't trust Ain to handle your precious grandson, we can always find someone else."

Garp mulled it over. Finn's biggest weakness is beautiful women. If we send him to other instructors, he'll just cause more trouble. But if we send him to Ain, he might behave—if only to impress her...

"Alright, no need to change plans. Let Ain handle him. Finn could use a taste of the Devil Instructor's methods."

Later that day, Garp relayed the news to Finn.

The next morning, Finn arrived at Sengoku's office with Tashigi in tow. He had promised her a tour of the Marine Academy, but she was clearly uneasy.

"Young Master, yesterday's incident was serious. Are you sure facing the Marshal now is a good idea?" Tashigi whispered anxiously.

Finn grinned, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Don't worry, I have a plan to divert attention."

"Divert attention? What do you mean?"

"You'll see," Finn said with a wink.

"Grandpa Sengoku, good morning!"

Finn kicked open the office door, sauntering in with casual confidence.

The guard outside flinched, nervous. This kid... Kicking the Marshal's door open?

"Finn!" Sengoku barked, barely containing his fury. "This is Naval Headquarters! Leave your country bumpkin behavior behind!"

Finn's eyes wandered to the desk, where a plate of untouched sauce pancakes sat.

Suddenly, a choice flashed in Finn's mind:

Take a bite and compliment the pancakes. Reward: Double stamina.Take a bite and say nothing. Reward: Five times stamina.Take a bite and insult the pancakes. Reward: Ten times stamina.

Hmm... ten times the stamina? Worth it! Finn smirked to himself.

With a sly glance at Sengoku, he made his decision.