Day 21
I've been in Baterilla for a week now.
Greybeard and his crew are going to leave soon and I have to make my decision if I want to continue sailing with them or not.
On one hand, I feel like I do want to go with them. They're an interesting bunch and they don't go around randomly hurting people for no reason, pretty much like...like my previous crew.
On the other hand, I've grown quite comfortable on this island. The people here live a simple life, everyone knows each other and they're all like one big family.
I met this little kid called Chip. He seemed to take a shine to me and followed me around the island's main town and shows me around the rest of the place. He's a good kid.
Before we arrived at the island, I shaved off my moustache. It reminded me too much of...of them. Greybeard didn't approve, says it makes my face look a lot longer than it actually is.
Anyway, I've met some of the inhabitants of this island. There's the bartender, George, a grizzled and cranky old man. Chip's drunk of a father, Don. I don't like that man, he seems like bad news. I also met this pregnant woman called Roulette Moulin. She has a husband who's a treasure-hunter and she's been pregnant for four months now.
Anyways, the inhabitants seem to be well acquainted with the Greybeard Pirates. The old man and his crew always bring them stuff from the Grand Line and they willingly supply his crew with whatever they need. I asked him why he did that.
"This island is one of my territories," he answered. "Most people won't mess with my territory, because I'll beat the snot out of them if they do. At the same time, these islands need things they can't provide for themselves. Extra food supplies, rare metal and so on. Since my crew and I go places, we're more likely to run into these things and we bring them to the islands and the locals' trade with us in return."
So his reputation was strong enough to keep people from messing with people associated with him. That is really incredible. I asked why he was so feared by the World Government.
He just grinned and winked at me.
"Some things shouldn't be known until you're ready," he said.
Anyway, I really like this island. There's nothing left for me out there. Maybe I should settle down here? Chip's been pestering me to stay.
Maybe I should.
