I agreed to win with Roger, but the guy I met was too young Chapter 003

While waiting, the day finally came when Ruite’s hopes were answered.

“Finally! Someone’s finally here!”

Ruite stood on his self-made lookout, gazing at the small sailboat approaching in the distance, so excited he almost tumbled down.

Eight months of survival on the desolate island had made him incomparably stronger than when he first arrived. He had grown taller and more robust, his long hair tied into a bun on his head. Now, seeing a human vessel, he couldn’t feel more relieved.

“I hope it’s the Straw Hat Pirates… I hope it’s the Straw Hat Pirates…” He clasped his hands together in prayer, then suddenly realized something. “Wait, what if it’s the Blackbeard Pirates? No, I’ll take another look. If I can’t tell, I’ll run.”

The boat drew closer, and Ruite squinted. A young man with a straw hat stood at the bow, beside him a blond man wearing glasses. The distance was too great to discern their faces, but that straw hat…

“Luffy! It’s Luffy!” Ruite danced with excitement. “I knew the River God wouldn’t be such a jerk!”

Ruite was so ecstatic seeing the straw hat that he completely failed to notice that the young man with the straw hat should have been accompanied by a green-haired swordsman.

He quickly tidied his “fashionable savage” outfit made of wild boar hide and arranged the roasted wild boar and coconut juice, which he had treasured for days, on the beach.

As the small boat docked, Ruite dashed forward: “Luffy! Zoro! I missed you guys so much!”

The young man with the straw hat looked bewildered: “Who’s Luffy?”

The blond man pushed up his glasses: “My name is Rayleigh, and he’s Roger.”

Ruite froze, his mind racing. Roger? Rayleigh? Why did those names sound so familiar…

“Wait,” his voice began to tremble. Ruite had already figured something out,

But he didn’t want to believe this reality. “What are your full names…?”

“Gol D. Roger,” the straw-hatted youth answered cheerfully. “We’re a newly formed pirate crew!”

Ruite’s expression solidified. He slowly lowered his head.

“Gol D. Roger, Roger, Jer,”

The names echoed in Ruite’s mind.

He felt the whole world spinning.

“River God… I’ll f*** you…” He fell to his knees on the beach, clutching his head. “This is forty years ago!!!”

Roger squatted down curiously: “Forty years ago? What do you mean?”

Ruite looked up at the excessively young Roger, feeling his life turn bleak. At that time, he would have been a sixty-year-old man.

What, sixty years old is the age to roam? What a joke.

“Yo, the kid’s quite enthusiastic!” Roger laughed heartily as he jumped off the boat.

Ruite stared at that face, unsure if it was a beard or nose hair, and blurted out: “How old are you, old man?”

The air suddenly went silent.

Roger stared blankly at Rayleigh, as if he didn’t understand Ruite’s meaning.

Rayleigh adjusted his glasses: “Captain, he seems to be asking your age.”

“Ahahaha! I’m nineteen this year!” Roger proudly patted his chest. “Don’t I look mature? I’m telling you, I’m going to conquer this sea.”

Ruite’s expression shattered. A nineteen-year-old Pirate King?! Transmigrating to One Piece, but the Pirate King just set sail? Online, waiting, very urgent.

“Then… this uncle…” Ruite turned to Rayleigh.

“I’m only twenty-two!” The future Dark King instantly broke his composure: “Do I look that old, kid?”

“No, not at all.”

“So,” Rayleigh asked with interest, “the ‘Luffy’ you mentioned is…”

“He’s your future recognized crew member, and the person you’ll recognize as the inheritor of hope!” Ruite blurted out. Perhaps he had been on the island for too long; Ruite really wanted to confide. As someone who lived in a noisy city and then suddenly spent eight months on a deserted island, Ruite’s desire to communicate reached its peak.

Roger’s eyes lit up: “Future? You know the future? Sugoi, little Ruite.”

“No! I don’t know!” Ruite shook his head frantically. “I just got hit on the head by a coconut!”

Ruite was prepared for them to interrogate him about the future,

But Roger was picking his nose, and Rayleigh was grilling meat. Moreover, Rayleigh and Roger didn’t seem to care.

Ruite asked curiously, “Aren’t you curious about your future? You’ll be super amazing in the future.”

Roger burst into laughter: “Then tell us what you can.”

Ruite thought for a moment: “In the future, you’ll become the Pirate King.”

Roger and Rayleigh exchanged glances, then suddenly erupted in thunderous laughter.

“Pirate King?! Hahaha, interesting!” Roger wiped away tears of laughter. “Then it’s settled! We’re going to be the Pirate King!”

Ruite: “……”

Just as Ruite was about to continue, he was stopped by both Roger and Rayleigh.

“That’s enough, Ruite. We’ll see our own adventures. The adventure has just begun. Don’t you think life would be too boring if you knew the outcome?”

Ruite looked at the two nonchalant men: “Is life too boring if you know the ending? That’s just like you, Roger Pirates.”

Little Ruite’s fighting spirit flared: “Hey, Roger, let’s fight!”

Ruite suddenly stood up, his eyes gleaming with eagerness. This was the future Pirate King; not fighting him would be a disservice to this transmigration.

Ruite was already getting excited. Transmigrating to One Piece and beating up the Pirate King. Ruite thought about Roger’s strength when he had just set sail. He was a Logia Devil Fruit user.

Roger was stuffing the last piece of grilled meat into his mouth: “Cough, cough… What did you say?”

“I said—” Ruite, mist began to spread around him. It’s okay for a card player to set up the field first, right?

Ruite watched Roger still picking his nose.

“Hey! Take this seriously!” A vein pulsed on Ruite’s forehead. “I’m challenging you very seriously!”

Rayleigh leisurely drank coconut juice nearby: “Captain, he’s already talking tough.”

“Ah? Oh!” Roger suddenly jumped up as if realizing something. “You want to fight, huh? You should’ve said so earlier!”

Ruite bared his shark teeth: “Hey, I said it at the beginning, you bastard.”

The next second, Ruite suddenly felt a chill down his spine. Roger was still standing there, unmoving, but an invisible pressure made all the hairs on his body stand on end.

“Then I’m going in~” Roger smiled, striking a strange starting pose.

Ruite muttered to himself: No way, you’re this strong from the start, bro. If I knew you had this power, I wouldn’t have even started the fight.

Ruite immediately elementalized his entire body. The mist was already thick enough: “Mist Hidden: Mirage!” Seven clones appeared simultaneously in different directions.

“Wow! Sugoi!” Roger’s eyes lit up, and then—

Bang!

A simple, unadorned straight punch landed squarely on Ruite’s abdomen, bending him into a shrimp. All illusions instantly vanished.

Ruite: ????? No way, buddy, are you Saitama? You’re making me look bad. Don’t forget, Ruite’s current mist ability can interfere with Observation Haki. This just makes Ruite look even more foolish.

“Cough, cough… How did you… see through it…” Ruite knelt on the ground, retching.

“Hm?” Roger tilted his head. “I didn’t see through it. I heard it. I just thought you should be in this position.”

Rayleigh explained from the side: “The Captain’s intuition is always spot on.”

“Listening to the Voice of All Things, huh…” Ruite struggled to stand up, then suddenly pressed his hands to the ground: “Mist Prison: Thousand Needles!” Countless mist needles erupted from the ground.

Roger, however, weaved through the needle rain like he was dancing, humming an off-key tune.

“My turn!” He suddenly lunged forward, his fist whistling through the air.

Ruite hastily elementalized, but then heard Roger shout: “Gotcha!”

An Armament Haki-infused hand precisely gripped Ruite’s nape. Ruite was now like a dried fish.

His enthusiasm suddenly vanished.

“Eh? That fast?” Roger said, “Well then, let’s have a feast.”