One Piece: With Sign-in System

One Month Later.

Early spring.

It was the year 1515 of the Sea Calendar, five years before the original storyline began.

Ron was now 15 years old, Conis 16, and Nico Robin 23.

After leaving Cocoyasi Village, the crew continued their journey across the East Blue for a while. During this time, the Traveler returned near the island where Ron had first arrived in this world.

Without alerting anyone, Ron secretly visited the island again.

Everything on the small island was peaceful. Harris and Aunt Mary had a baby, and Mars had started a family of his own. The pirate crew that had falsely claimed to be subordinates of the Arlong Pirates hadn't shown up again since.

This brought Ron some comfort. He left behind a significant sum of money for both Old Man Harris and Mars before silently departing once more.

In the following months, after signing in at more than twenty islands in the East Blue, the Traveler left the sea behind.

By this time, their reputation had quietly spread throughout the East Blue.

They weren't a pirate crew, bounty hunters, marines, or even part of the Revolutionary Army. Wandering without a fixed destination, they roamed the vast sea freely.

Mysterious, unpredictable, powerful, and independent.

Among the islands, tales of their enigmatic captain began to spread.

Ron the Wanderer.

This name was gaining legendary status throughout the East Blue.

As for Ron himself, he remained entirely unaware of his growing fame.

Even if he knew, he would likely find it baffling.

After all, he was simply signing in at islands, dealing with a few clueless pirates and bounty hunters here and there. How had he suddenly become a legend?

Arriving in the South Blue…

The islands, climate, customs, and food in the South Blue were noticeably different from those in the East Blue, bringing a sense of novelty to Ron, Conis, and Robin.

Naturally, this led to a massive shopping spree, filling the Traveler's food stores to capacity.

They continued to explore the islands, one after another.

During their journey, they encountered pirates who thought too highly of themselves.

While the pirates of the South Blue were generally stronger than those in the East Blue, they were still no match for the crew.

These minor encounters only served as training opportunities for Conis and Enzo. Ron, on the other hand, didn't even feel like drawing his sword.

While Ron and his crew were making waves in the South Blue, elsewhere...

At Marineford…

In the grand office of the Fleet Admiral, Sengoku handed three reports to Vice Admiral Garp.

"What's this?"

Curious, Garp opened the reports. The name "Ron" caught his attention, and his expression sharpened slightly.

Sengoku, seated behind his desk with his hands clasped together, spoke gravely, "One report is from one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Gecko Moria. Another is from Crocodile, also a Warlord. The last one is a recent submission from the East Blue, detailing his actions there."

Garp quickly scanned the contents, then grinned broadly, baring his teeth.

"Wahahaha! That brat managed to teach both Crocodile and Moria a lesson and even forced them to complain to the Marines? Not bad, not bad!"

"Attacking the Seven Warlords without causing any fatalities shouldn't count as a serious offense, right?"

He casually tossed the reports onto the desk and looked at Sengoku. "The East Blue report doesn't seem to have any problems either. All he's doing is teaching some arrogant pirates a lesson and leisurely wandering around. What's wrong with that?"

"There's no issue with those actions," Sengoku replied sternly. "But there is one concern."

"What's that?"

Garp pulled out a bag of rice crackers from who knows where and began munching on them.

"One of his crewmates is suspected to be a survivor from Ohara. Nico Robin, with a bounty of 79 million berries."

Garp's hand paused mid-bite on his rice cracker. "Nico Robin?"

"That's right," Sengoku said, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Regarding this, Garp, do you have anything to say?"

"That brat sure knows how to stir up trouble," Garp muttered, scratching his head in frustration. "Are you certain it's Nico Robin, Sengoku?"

"I've received reports that they were last spotted in the South Blue. Kuzan is already on his way there," Sengoku said, his fingers interlocked on the desk, his sharp gaze fixed on Garp. "If it's confirmed that she's really Nico Robin…"

"And what if she is?" Garp interrupted, crunching down on a rice cracker as he cast a sidelong glance at Sengoku. "At worst, we bring her in. Or are you saying you intend to brand him as a criminal just for this?"

"Garp, you must understand," Sengoku said gravely. "If he's knowingly harboring Nico Robin... that's undoubtedly a criminal act."

Garp said nothing in response.

He simply continued to munch loudly on his rice crackers, scattering crumbs all over the floor.

…

South Blue…

In a bustling restaurant on one of the islands, Ron and his companions were enjoying a meal. Beside them sat a young woman with heart-shaped lipstick, an enormous appetite, and a growing mountain of empty plates surrounding her.

"You're eating more than I do…" Enzo stared at her in shock.

"Bonney, you really can eat a lot," Conis said, unable to hide her astonishment.

"No choice, really. This stupid Devil Fruit of mine comes with the side effect of making me feel hungry all the time," Bonney replied, her tone casual as she stabbed another piece of food with her fork.

Sitting next to her, Robin gracefully sipped her coffee, her refined demeanor a sharp contrast to Bonney's voracious eating.

Ron propped his head on one hand, looking at Bonney with mild disinterest. "Finish your food and leave. Stop following us."

Jewelry Bonney froze mid-bite, raising her head to look at Ron. "Huh? You don't want me as a crewmate? Sure, I eat a lot, but I'm pretty strong, you know!"

She spoke with her mouth still full, the words muffled as she continued chewing.

"We can't afford to feed you," Ron said, taking a sip of his drink.

Bonney swallowed her food in one big gulp and, still clutching her knife and fork, glared at Ron. "Liar! You're all so strong. If you need money, just raid a few pirate crews, right?"

Conis opened her mouth to retort, but paused, reconsidering.

Uh... she had a point.

After all, most of their expenses lately had indeed come from robbing pirates.

"Aren't you planning to go to sea as a pirate yourself? Why are you so insistent on joining our crew?" Ron asked, a bit exasperated.

"Because you're strong, of course!" Bonney replied matter-of-factly.

She had personally witnessed Ron and his crew taking down a pirate ship. Conis's ability to manipulate steel, the Dugong's martial prowess—everything had amazed her.

But it was Ron's casual swing of his blade, slicing through the pirate ship as if it were paper, that had left a deep impression on the newly-debuted pirate.

If she could join their crew, she thought, she'd be able to travel anywhere on the seas and indulge in endless delicacies.

Driven by this dream, Bonney had followed them to the island.

"Clinging to the strong, huh... It's not a bad survival strategy for a pirate," Ron mused, setting down his glass and meeting her gaze.

Bonney's eyes lit up. "So you'll let me join?"

"No. Sorry, but it's still a no."

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