One Piece: My Crew is from Other World-Chapter 61: Grill the Newsbird!

Chapter 61: Grill the Newsbird!

"Ugh..."

A lone seagull flapped its wings and escaped into the sky.

The rest of the News Birds weren't so lucky—they'd already been roasted by Ace.

Technically, the one who actually killed them was Najenda, but Ace did the honors of grilling.

"Bro, I gotta say... I'm seriously impressed with you," Ace muttered, chewing on a crispy wing.

"This is one of Morgans' News Birds, y'know? I've always kinda wanted to taste one, not gonna lie. But still... the power that guy's built in the underground world is no joke. Even my old man wouldn't mess with him."

Ace sniffed the air, savoring the aroma.

"Hell, it does smell amazing though..."

"Morgans, huh?" Ryuunosuke raised a brow. "That guy's always the first to know anything happening at sea. His birds fly around, spying on people, and then he sells that info as 'intelligence.'"

Ryuunosuke took a bite and chewed thoughtfully. "Honestly, how do you eat this without thinking twice about how shady it is?"

Ace paused mid-bite. Suddenly, the grilled meat didn't taste as good anymore.

Now that he thought about it, Ryuunosuke had a point.

Whether it was the Four Emperors or small-time pirates, the News Birds always managed to find them without fail—and deliver info right to them.

Ace used to think that was cool. Like, a sign of status. But now... it felt wrong.

How did the News Birds always know where they were?

Did that mean Morgans was tracking everything they did?

Sure, it seemed mutually beneficial—until it wasn't. In a crisis or when someone wanted to stay hidden, this could turn deadly.

"Call your old man," Ryuunosuke said casually. "The World Government and Navy have been eyeing the Whitebeard Pirates for a long time. You guys have been operating under their noses like it's a game. Reckless doesn't even begin to cover it."

Ace's expression tightened.

He remembered how Ryuunosuke once called Whitebeard brainless, and he'd jumped up ready to fight him... and got beat down hard.

But now Ryuunosuke's words made disturbing sense. After the Marineford War, how did Weevil manage to hunt down all of Whitebeard's remnants so quickly?

Simple—they were never not being watched.

And those territories they held? They clung to them even after Whitebeard died, basically inviting the vultures to feast.

"I got it," Ace nodded, stepping away to call Whitebeard.

"What!?"

"You ate the News Bird!?"

Before Ace could even explain, Whitebeard's booming voice rang out through the Den Den Mushi.

Clearly, his first concern was not picking a fight with Morgans.

"Dad, wait—listen to me!" Ace rushed to clarify. "This was Ryuunosuke's idea. You remember him, right? He's the guy I grew up with—my big bro, basically. He's started his own crew now, the Dragon Hunter Pirates. I'm on his ship right now, and he's helping me track down Blackbeard."

"...And about the News Bird thing—"

Ace babbled his way through the explanation until he finally got Ryuunosuke's full point across.

On the other end, Whitebeard fell silent.

"...That... actually makes sense," he said after a moment. "I hadn't thought of it that way."

"Anything else?"

"Dad, my bro Ryuunosuke's super strong—probably stronger than me, honestly—"

"Uncle Whitebeard! Hello!"

Before Ace could start gushing too much, Ryuunosuke jumped in, snatching the snail phone.

No way was he letting Ace go full fanboy on him.

"Ryuunosuke, huh?" Whitebeard chuckled. "Young man, you've done well. You've already set sail on the Grand Line, haven't you?"

"Maybe we'll cross paths one day. When we do, we'll share a drink aboard my ship."

"Thanks for looking out for Ace."

"Nah, don't thank me. Ace hasn't caused much trouble—other than eating all my food and drinking all my booze," Ryuunosuke joked. "Uncle Whitebeard, you've done enough. You deserve some peace."

The two talked like old friends, casually and warmly—meanwhile, Ace stood off to the side, completely ignored.

"Man, you should've seen Ace as a kid," Ryuunosuke laughed. "Little guy had a constant snot trail. Back then—"

"HEY! I'm still here, you know!"

Ace snatched the Den Den Mushi, face red.

"Do you have to air my embarrassing childhood stories like that!?"

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From the other side, the laughs of Marco, Joz, and the rest of the crew echoed through the snail phone.

"So Ace was a little snot-ball, huh?"

"Hahaha, Ace, you're done for!"

Ace wished the earth would swallow him whole.

"A-anyway... I'm bringing Blackbeard back. Count on it."

With that, he ended the call.

"...I take back what I said earlier," Ryuunosuke said, shaking his head. "Uncle Whitebeard's pretty solid. Took all that in stride without even flinching."

"Yeah!" Ace grinned. "He's the best, right?"

"Bro, with your strength... if you joined the Whitebeard Pirates, you'd definitely be a captain. And once Dad steps down, we could take care of him together! You and me, ruling the seas as new Four Emperors!"

The flames around Ace flickered in his excitement—he was still working on his fire control, and it tended to leak out when he got hyped.

Ryuunosuke raised a hand. "Chill. I'll support Uncle Whitebeard in his old age, sure. But joining his crew? Nah. I don't have a kink for calling someone else 'Dad.'"

"...Tch. You're such a pain," Ace muttered.

—

Meanwhile, in the New World...

"What... did you just say?"

Morgans stared at the report with a face full of disbelief—and rage.

Someone had actually killed his News Birds?

This... newcomer? This nobody!?

Since the day Morgans founded the World Economy News Paper, no one had dared lay a finger on his birds. Not even the World Government.

But now, some upstart brat had roasted them for lunch.

To make it worse—they even sent a surviving bird back with a message: "Come near us again and we'll keep killing them."

Morgans' hand trembled as he crushed the report.

If he didn't respond, if he let this slide—then other pirate crews would follow suit. His power, his reach, everything would start to crumble.

The News Birds were his eyes, ears, and lifeblood.

And someone just gouged one out and barbecued it.

"The Dragon Hunter Pirates must die."

Morgans' eyes narrowed with murderous intent.

This wasn't just a threat to his business—it was a declaration of war.

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