Chapter 120

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East Blue, White Sand Island.

A regular island, not as famous as the Goa Kingdom or Loguetown, but also not as obscure as Syrup Village or Cocoyasi Village.

White Sand Island was known as the "Island of Love" in the East Blue because everyone there seemed to have a romantic mindset.

But as Dak walked through White Sand Town, he felt the place needed a name change.

It should be called Green Grassland.

Sitting in front of a pet store, Dak was surrounded by a few cute puppies.

From what he observed.

The women on this island believed they were exceptionally beautiful, thinking that men should naturally like them and shower them with attention.

When dining out, men should pay; those who didn't were seen as unworthy, unchivalrous, and not lifelong partners.

But to Dak, these women were quite average.

Not ugly, but compared to the girls in his shop, they were just average, nothing to be particularly confident about.

And the men on this island were equally peculiar.

They were like boiling sheep, unable to even sit with the puppies beside Dak.

Human ATMs. Or more popularly knows as betas.

Why not use that money to contribute to the new era?

These women wouldn't appreciate their efforts, but Pokémon would never betray their true hearts.

Even if their hearts were worthless.

"Not everyone is like this, at least there are a few who don't fit in."

Dak turned his gaze to a young man sitting alone on the grass in a park.

A boy around eighteen years old, with heavy dark circles and short stature, looking somewhat weak.

That was Dak's target.

A minor character from the original story, appearing only in the early stages, often speculated about for various identities: Gin.

But now the problem was, Dak didn't know what to say to him.

He couldn't see any ambition in Gin, who seemed like a modern university student without dreams, just drifting through life.

As Dak was lost in thought, someone unknowingly walked over and sat beside him.

"Do you know how long I've loved her?"

"…"

Dak turned his head in confusion to see a bearded man, seemingly ready to teach him, a lost youth, about love.

"I've loved her for thirty-eight years. She's now married, but I still love her."

"…move."

Ignoring the man, Dak pushed him aside, a flash of inspiration hitting him.

He stood up and walked towards Gin lying on the ground, noticing an interesting scene.

The man looked puzzled as Dak approached a boy, watching him talk to a woman with a look of "deep affection."

Dak didn't know what the man was thinking, but he realized he had been wrong.

Gin hadn't escaped the island's essence; he was also like the boiling sheep.

At that moment, Gin was talking to a young woman, stammering and unable to form a complete sentence, watching her walk away with a sigh.

Dak knew it was time to act.

He stood behind Gin, using a trace of Conqueror's Haki to create an invisible aura around him.

"Time doesn't necessarily breed affection. In love, there's no heavenly reward for hard work. Love needs timely stop-loss; if you don't see a response, don't keep clinging. If you get hurt, it's your own fault. Looking for sugar in broken glass will only make your mouth bleed."

Dak walked past Gin, feeling his gaze focus on him. "The one you crossed mountains and rivers to see won't remember you; she'll only remember the one she crossed mountains and rivers to see."

"…"

Gin said nothing, staring blankly at Dak.

Though he didn't fully understand what Dak was saying, Gin felt this person seemed very impressive, exuding a kingly aura.

"People call me... the King of Love."

Dak slowly lifted his chin, gazing at the clouds, giving Gin a view of his jaw.

"…"

Gin looked up at Dak's nostrils, puzzled. "When did the Pokémon Alliance's leader become the King of Love?"

Oops.

He forgot he was now a public figure.

"…The King of Love is just my side job."

After a moment of silence, Dak lowered his head, looking at Gin.

"Whatever, shouldn't a big shot like you be on the Grand Line? Why are you in this small town?"

Gin was indeed an unusual person.

Dak dared say even big figures wouldn't remain so calm meeting him, but Gin did, no matter his mindset, showing he wasn't a normal person.

This was good.

Normal people have normal limits.

Only abnormal people can exceed normal limits.

To become strong, one must first become abnormal.

"Mr. John, come with me and work for me. She doesn't want to talk to you, waiting for you to leave. Your pathetic state is like a dog."

"Woof woof woof!" 

Before Dak could finish, the puppies beside him barked. He patted their heads, "You're very cute."

"My name is Gin. What are you trying to say?"

Gin glanced at the departing woman, sighed, and looked at Dak.

"Mr. John, cherish those who cherish you, abandon those who disdain you. Time is a good thing; it reveals true hearts and human nature. Don't worry about losing her; you never had her. Think about who worries about losing you."

"My name is not John. I'm Gin, and I don't have such a person."

"That's great!"

"…?"

Gin frowned at Dak, thinking of hitting him if he wasn't a big shot.

"I'll say it again, come with me. I can unlock your potential, let you stand above thousands. You'll have new partners and see who truly values you."

"…Fine, I don't really want to stay here anyway. I'll go with you."

Gin, confused, scratched his head and stood up, casually agreeing.

"Good. I'll help you find the meaning of life and new ambitions."

Dak nodded, turning to leave.

Frankly, future Pokémon Alliance members would be highly sought after by the opposite sex. Gin would realize what he craved now was the least valuable.

"Is that so? Whatever."

Gin shook his head, following Dak.

He seemed to want to look back at the woman but found he couldn't move, held by Dak's psychic power.

"Why can't I move?!"

Gin's eyes widened but quickly realized he could still move forward.

Only then did he look at the man's back in front of him.

"Since you've decided to leave, don't dwell on the past. In a year, I'll make you someone she can't even look up to."

"…"

Gin opened his mouth.

Dak's many words had finally moved him with this last sentence.

He stopped struggling and stopped thinking about looking back, lowering his head and walking forward until he found himself on a lawn.

He then looked up.

He had entered a new world.

And a new era.

...

In the afternoon, after Robin briefed him, Gin was sent to train with Bellamy.

Dak had high expectations for Gin, hoping he would become the future deputy head of the Inspection Corps, Bellamy's right-hand man.

The reward was the same as before, ten Pokémon eggs of random quality.

This time, unlike Bellamy's situation, the Navy got a purple-quality egg, while the Whitebeard Pirates didn't.

Gin regretted it the same day.

He shouldn't have let Dak talk him into joining the Pokémon Alliance. This hellish training was unbearable.

He'd rather be a boiling sheep.

Dak didn't care; since Gin was already roped in, there was no escape.

He was incredibly busy, even needing to visit the Whitebeard Pirates.

Bellamy's tuition eggs had hatched; the Navy had no special situations, with ten known Pokémon hatching.

But the Whitebeard Pirates were different.

With fewer Pokémon, the ten new ones were unfamiliar, causing some chaos.

And Dak was curious about the purple-quality egg's hatchling.

With some time, Dak immediately headed to the Moby Dick.

Upon arriving, he felt a familiar sense.

"Ahhhh! Dad! Little Egg fell into the sea again!"

"Idiot! Blamenco, you're a Devil Fruit user! What's the point of you jumping in?! Dad!"

"Dad! Slugma set the mast on fire!"

"Dad, come see! Another Munchlax hatched and with Thatch's Munchlax, they've cleaned out our food stores!"

"Calm down, my foolish sons! Look at yourselves! Marco, think of something!"

"Huh? Me?"

The deck of the Moby Dick was in chaos.

Some were diving into the sea, others were putting out fires, and some were fighting Munchlax for food. Newgate stood at the bow, commanding, while Marco pointed at himself in confusion.

Dak almost thought he had arrived at the previous Marineford.

(End of Chapter)