One Piece: Once a Mad Dog

"People stand in my way, I kill them; Buddhas stand in my way, I kill them? The Marine Headquarters is full of people like that. Do they really need one more?"

"Forget it. Kill until the end and there's no road paved with blood, just a pile of hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys. At most, you'll have a few pale intestines stuck to the soles of your feet. People are just things stuffed with a few organs anyway. Put down your weapon and balance the books properly. Isn't that much better than fighting and killing?"

Pirates curse him as a mad dog, while the Marines respectfully call him the Rabid Hound. His figure is like a ghost, his smile like that of a fiend from hell.

Now he's passionate about personnel recruitment and financial management. From getting the base one extra hat to making sure Headquarters gets one fewer tin of tea, he manages everything thoroughly and leaves no detail unchecked. But his workaholism is becoming more and more obvious, his hair loss is getting worrying, and his pent-up bloodlust has turned into a venomous snake that spits at every Marine who dares to get out of line in front of him.

So Mr. Kizaru, one of the Three Admirals and famously a fence-sitter who never picks a side, personally invited him to join him. The two of them went down to meet the grassroots employees and find their youthful spirit again.

The former mad dog watched the old man, nearly sixty years old, kick a bill worth hundreds of millions with his left foot and boot away the government's monthly subsidy with his right. So angry he clutched his chest, he started barking on the spot.

We're doomed. Headquarters' compensation costs are going over budget again this month.

Our goal is: do not waste a single stitch or thread belonging to the people!

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