"As for Enel… As expected of someone who once played the role of the God of Thunder! Using the Hall of Gods to show his unwavering resolve and his confidence in the future, ruling the sea in the name of a God, what an astonishing dream!"
"Y-yeah, that's exactly what I meant! You really put it nicely!"
"The Heart Pirates, the heart is the engine of the human body, the most important core of the circulatory system. From this, I can see your dedication to medical skills and your kindness!"
"I didn't mean it that way, but what you said does sound nice!"
"The Bear Pirates, full of childlike fun and laughter, and also respect and longing for your father. I can see your dream of wanting to travel together with your dad!"
"Eh? How did you know?"
"That's not important!"
Seeing everyone finally laughing, Ian nodded in satisfaction. "Although all your names are different, I can see from them your dreams, persistence, goals, and expectations for the organization's future. All of them are very good names, it's really hard to choose!"
"So?"
As Ian finished speaking, everyone looked at him with anticipation.
"Which name do you plan to use?"
"Of course it's Avengers Pirates!"
"It has to be Justice League!"
"Heart Pirates!"
"Bear pirates are fine too!"
But the moment after, everyone began arguing again. Ian quickly took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "I plan to..."
Before he finished speaking, everyone turned their attention back to him and stopped breathing.
He swept a glance over everyone and said seriously: "None of yours!"
What kind of awful names were those!
If he didn't have to choose, he'd let them do whatever. But since he had to choose, he had to think carefully.
"Your names are all very good, but using them now would be too wasteful."
Seeing everyone open their mouths to speak, Ian didn't give them the chance and continued speaking seriously: "So, after thinking it over, and extracting everyone's ideas, a name suddenly appeared in my mind, a name that merges everyone's dreams, expectations, and future. And that is..."
He paused slightly and spoke word by word: "Umbrella Corporation! That's right, we'll be called Umbrella Corporation!"
Everyone: "...?"
Umbrella Corporation?
How did that have anything to do with the names they came up with?
But while everyone was stunned, Ian seemed to already know what they wanted to say and still didn't let them speak as he continued: "Our Umbrella Corporation will cover fields such as pharmaceuticals, medical hardware, security and defense, and high-tech industries. All industries will gather under the name of Umbrella."
"It can satisfy all your dreams and expectations. If you want to heal someone, you can; if you want research freedom, take it; if you want justice, carry it out; if you want to research technology, just do it. Everyone can do what they want!"
As those words fell, the ones who had their mouths open started showing thoughtful expressions.
Umbrella Corporation had no justice, no pirates, and none of Enel's shameless bluntness.
And Umbrella…
"Like an umbrella that protects your important family?"
Zephyr muttered with emotion: "It truly is a very good name!"
"I think it sounds nice too. Just a little worse than my Avengers Pirates."
"Still not as nice as my Hall of Gods, but whatever. I'm tired anyway.
Ian: "..."
Seeing that the name had been accepted, Ian also let out a sigh of relief and immediately changed the topic.
"Then it's decided. Next, everyone can talk about the future development of the organization and what they want to do."
After confirming the name, everyone began to talk about what they wanted to do.
Ian didn't hesitate at all and agreed to everything.
Anyway, there was still plenty of gold left on Skypiea, enough for them to mess around with. And honestly, what everyone wanted to do wasn't as exaggerated as they had claimed earlier.
For example, Ace… talked about revenge, but all he actually wanted was to build a training room where he could work out. He had even mentioned it earlier, and Ian had agreed.
As for revenge… If you actually asked him what he wanted, he didn't even know.
As for Enel, he wanted to build the Maxim, but Ian refused him again, so he slipped away.
The only one still insisting on his original idea was Instructor Zephyr; he still wanted to build a fleet and carry out his own justice, a justice different from the Marine Headquarters.
Ian didn't refuse and even approved it, handing the newly established security department over to Zephyr, letting him mess with it however he wanted.
Speaking of which, Grado had also established a security department earlier.
But Grado's department only managed their own territory, while Zephyr's… with him in charge, who knew where it would go?
So strictly speaking, Zephyr's department would be Grado's superior department.
Right, who knew how Gini was doing? After the incident in Dressrosa, the other forces in the West Blue started stirring, constantly harassing Grado's territory and plundering its supplies.
So Gini went to handle it and still hadn't returned. He didn't know what the current situation was.
He would call and ask later.
In the end, after the discussion, everyone left satisfied. Overall… aside from gaining the name Umbrella Corporation, nothing actually changed.
Everyone was still doing the same things they were already doing, leaving Ian not knowing what to even complain about.
But regardless, from this day on, Umbrella Corporation was officially established in Ohara.
Ian let out a long breath and stretched. Then, as if remembering something, he pulled out a slip of newspaper from his coat and said to Robin beside him: "Almost forgot, later, transfer 8 billion Belly to this account."
(T/N: Price of the Return-Return Fruit, one billion and the seven billion deal.)
It was the black market account that Vegapunk had given him earlier. But with everything that happened afterward, he had almost forgotten the deal. He wasn't sure if Vegapunk would still build his ship if he sent the money now.
"I understand."
Robin was aware of the 7 billion Belly deal, but she didn't know why they still needed to send the money. At a time like this, would Vegapunk, a World Government scientist, still continue the trade?
But since Ian said so, she didn't question it and simply put the slip of paper away.
Looking at him with a smile, she said, "Dear, why didn't you comment on the name I came up with?"