"No, Dean, I'm really, really!"

"What a ghost."

Catrell kicked him straight over.

"Dean, I'm the One Piece now, so I'm going to give some face."

"Hai, you're big."

"One Piece!"

"I know, just meet that auntie when the time comes, you're welcome, I have a good relationship with her."

"Okay~, but I really don't want to see it."

"So what are you going to do? Secretly disbanded the pirates, then went to find someone he liked, left a widow, and then ran to turn himself in, started the era of pirates, and his wife died in childbirth, and finally your son became Newgate's son, and even died? ”

Roger also fell into a momentary stupor, opening his mouth wide and looking incredulous:

"No, Mom! Are you a roundworm in my stomach? Why do you just know that I do want to do some of them, but what the hell is the rest of them? How did you think so long-term? What the hell is my son becoming a Newgate son? I'm not going to be so miserable, am I? My wife and children are gone? ”

"Cut, your son is still going to be Karp's grandson, hmph, the family will give me a gathering in heaven, and let my old man be angry."

"Well~, Dean, this can't really happen, besides, isn't there still you? I'm relieved to have you. ”

Roger seemed to say this sentence frivolously, but he seemed to be very serious, and he could be regarded as admitting his thoughts.

Catharll looked at Roger coldly:

"Really? What if it weren't for me? Isn't that really the end of the calf? ”

"Don't be angry, Dean, aren't I okay now? By the way, why do you say I can have a son? ”

"Intuition, I teased you before that you want to name your son with your knife, and I feel that you did it."

"Hahaha, it's a super name. However, Dean, you just said that my son became the grandson of that Kap guy??? Am I not his son??! He took advantage of me!! ”

"That is to say, it can make you so angry that you can jump out of the coffin board."

Catrell smiled, then pushed the door open:

"Kureha, I'm here."

Behind the door was a young woman with white hair.

"Roger, this is Dr. Kureha, hello."

"Hello Auntie."

"This is my son, he became the first One Piece ever, how about it, he's amazing."

Catrell patted Roger's back and showed off.

Kureha took off her sunglasses and took a closer look at Roger:

"I'm actually your grandmother's generation by my age, but it's not wrong that you're Catrell's child. Boy, do you want to know the secret of my eternal youth? ”

Roger subconsciously looked at Catharl, who gestured to say casually.

"Can you say you don't want to?"

"Cut, boring boy, come here, I'll help you see, who called you Catrell this guy came to ask me, she can't accept that her child left because of illness."

"Kureha, say a few words."

"Oh? You're not going to be able to deal with it now, I think that kid wasn't counted. ”

"Let's take a look at this kid first."

"Okay."

Kureha beckoned Roger over.

After a check-up, Roger sat in his chair with Catrell standing next to him.

Kureha raised his eyebrows:

"This kid is in good health, but he has this....... this seems to be an ordinary terminal illness, but in fact it is indeed a terminal illness."

"Speak human words."

"It's a serious terminal illness, there is no one who can live, his health is actually not bad, but there is no way to get this disease."

"Is that hopeless?"

"No, the metabolism of the cells ........ his body is very slow, is there any intervention?"

"Pure gold, the pure gold he brought for a while, has been affected."

"Huh? That open-hanging thing you talked about before? ”

"Hmm."

"It's also a good idea, you don't have to worry about something so powerful, unless he's also unwilling. Well, if you can bring him to see me, he'll refuse that thing, it's a real problem. But yes, I wouldn't like it, and even if I don't use that thing, I can still live for hundreds of years. ”

"Mom, how old is this person?"

"113 years old, right?"

"Oh? So she's really an old monster? ”

Kureha didn't hesitate to punch Roger in the head:

"Young man, talk well, what an old monster, people here like to call me a witch, your mother also has the name of a witch outside, but she is a little worse than I lived."

Roger touched his head, the feeling of this aunt beating people was unexpectedly similar to that of the dean, but more violent.

"Auntie, you all of you, don't you respect me a little, I'm a pirate, and I'm a pirate anyway."

"Auntie is it, it's not like I haven't seen pirates, and I've not fought pirates."

Kureha gave Roger another shot.

It's good, this one doesn't give face, he's the One Piece King the same as not.

But it's surprisingly kind.

Kureha returned to his chair, crossed his legs, leaned back on the table, gulped a bottle of plum wine, and smacked his lips:

"He's here, if he has enough time, stay with me for a year or two, and I can try to give you back a healthy or a corpse, you decide."

Catrell looked at Roger, waiting for his decision.

Roger smiled helplessly, for a year or two, he was a bit extravagant and wasted for a short time.

"No, that's it, there's more I want to do."

Kureha looked at Catharl on the side, who nodded and said nothing.

Kureha held his chin:

"However, since you have pure gold, you can't use pure gold to help you delay it for a few years, don't be so rigid, finish what you want to do and then come to me for treatment when you are free?"

"Huh?"

Roger was stunned.

Although he didn't want to use that thing to live a hundred years and stay young forever, it was not unacceptable to rely on that thing to delay his life for a few years.

If you can live, why not?

When he thought of what the dean had said before, he didn't like it, and he didn't want to see it.

Roger turned to look at the dean, just in time for Catrell.

I don't know why, he seems to see expectations in the eyes of his own dean.

It seems that he just died, and he is also a little sorry for the dean who raised him.

"Okay then, but wouldn't it be a big problem to take it off after staying for a long time?"

Catrell pondered for a moment:

"If it's four or five years, it won't have much impact, but it will make you look a little younger than your peers, and you can live ten years longer than you should be, but with your illness, it doesn't really make a big difference."

Roger nodded, although he didn't know how the dean came to his conclusion, but in the end it was good.