Here's the next part of your translated chapter, keeping the tone sharp, humorous, and in-character for Luo Yu and the rest of the cast:
Luo Yu stumbled, nearly tripping over his own feet.
He turned back to see Hancock's face flushed a deep crimson.
Was this… was this what they called a "love-struck brain"?
Did everything she heard automatically get filtered into sweet nothings?
"You all heard it, right? Just now, he even called me 'Little Jingjing'!"
Hancock's voice rang out again.
Luo Yu was speechless.
//[A classic line popped into his head:
"Back when we watched the moon together, you called me Sweetie. Now with someone new, I'm just Madam Niu."
How did he end up with a "Little Jingjing" attached to his name?]//[TL/N:SOME CHINESE POEM MAYBE]
This was getting out of hand.
Everyone else was equally stunned.
Smoker bit down on his cigar, rubbed his eyes, and muttered, "This has to be fake. Just like before — Empress Hancock must be testing Admiral Luo Yu."
The others nodded silently, almost desperately.
In their eyes, Hancock might be a pirate, but she was also the world's most untouchable beauty.
If given the choice, they'd rather believe this was all a test.
They couldn't accept that their goddess had actually fallen.
Even Granny Nyon and the Kuja warriors were dumbfounded.
Watching their once-proud Empress act like a bashful girl next door, they quickly stepped in to escort her away.
Whether this was a test or not didn't matter anymore.
As long as it helped ease tensions between the Kuja Pirates and Marineford, it was enough.
"Kid, don't forget — Sengoku gave you a new mission. I'll handle the Warlord escort duty," Garp called out as Luo Yu turned to leave.
This mission was clearly Sengoku's way of helping Luo Yu lay low for a while.
Still, Garp hoped he'd at least complete the task — otherwise, it might become a stain on his record.
"Old man, you're taking a rare field trip just to clean up my mess. I feel kinda bad," Luo Yu said with a warm smile.
But that smile made both Garp and Tsuru twitch.
Tsuru immediately snapped, "Luo Yu, don't tell me you're thinking about performance bonuses again. We already said — if Sengoku finds out you smashed the Justice Gate, he'll blow a gasket."
"This is just a basic surveillance mission. We're trying to make sure Whitebeard and Red-Haired don't clash. If you bring up bonuses again, that's too much."
They'd seen enough of Luo Yu's antics to know what that smile meant.
Looking around at the wrecked plaza, most people would be worried about consequences.
Only Luo Yu could shamelessly ask for a reward.
"Vice Admiral Tsuru, you're killing my motivation here," Luo Yu sighed, taking another swig of his earthenware liquor. "But if I can figure out why Red-Haired and Whitebeard are meeting, that intel should be worth a bonus, right?"
"You can figure out why they're meeting?" Tsuru froze, visibly shocked.
The Navy had always gone to great lengths to monitor the Yonko's territories and movements.
But even with vice admirals, admiral candidates like Gion and Chaton, or the admirals themselves, intelligence gathering was limited to long-range surveillance.
As for what actually happened during those meetings — they were completely in the dark.
Now Luo Yu was claiming he could uncover the reason behind a Yonko summit?
That kind of boldness sparked a wild thought in their minds:
If the bonus was big enough… would Luo Yu even dare to take on the Yonko?
"Kid, this isn't the time for jokes," Garp said, his tone serious. "Whitebeard alone is already giving Sengoku a headache. Now you're dragging in Red-Haired too? Don't do anything reckless. If something goes wrong, even I can't save you."
Tsuru nodded. "Admiral Luo Yu, Garp is right. Bonuses are great, but we don't want you risking your life for them."
"You're still young. You've got so much potential. It's not worth it."
Smoker and the others remained silent.
Facing even one Yonko required the Navy to mobilize its full might.
Now two Yonko were meeting — the threat level was off the charts.
That's why an admiral had to be dispatched.
Luo Yu's proposal felt like dancing on a landmine.
But Luo Yu, sensing the attention on him, wasn't about to let this performance bonus opportunity slip away. He adjusted his glasses and said:
"Vice Admiral Tsuru, don't worry. I'm not dumb enough to gamble with my life."
"But if I can uncover the purpose of the Yonko summit without endangering myself — giving Marineford a strategic edge — then asking for a 10 million Berry bonus isn't too much, right?"
Ten million?
Tsuru's expression froze. She gave a bitter smile. "Admiral Luo Yu, there are plenty of pirates in the New World with massive bounties. Wouldn't it be easier to just hunt a few of them instead of chasing bonuses?"
"Risking your life for ten million… is that really worth it?"
Over time, Tsuru had come to understand Luo Yu's mindset.
This young man, who seemed obsessed with money, ignored the easy paths to riches.
Instead, he fixated on meager salaries and performance bonuses.
It gave her a constant headache.
"Vice Admiral Tsuru," Luo Yu said with a grin, "bounties are nice, sure. But this is the working man's creed. If we don't value our paychecks, how can we uphold the Navy's principles of justice?"
He took another swig of liquor, grumbling inwardly.
Of course the New World's pirate bounties were tempting.
But his system didn't recognize them.
Even if he wiped out the entire New World, it'd be a waste of time.
Rather than running around the seas, he preferred scheming for wages and bonuses like a true salaryman.
As for that 10 million bonus — he'd already checked the Navy's compensation policies.
Unless you hunted pirates or achieved major merit, mission rewards couldn't exceed double pay.
The rest would be converted into military merit.
This system was designed to keep the Navy's finances stable amid constant warfare.
If every bounty were paid out in full, the Navy would go bankrupt.