Idle Level-Up in One Piece Chapter 195: Sengoku’s Change of Heart!

As he waited.

In front of the mirror, Klein was dressed in a custom-fitted white suit covered by the cloak of justice. His badge had been updated to the one for a Marine Admiral.

The shining golden epaulets gleamed prominently, and the armbands were switched to black too.

"Still looking sharp as always. Damn, I'm stunningly handsome!" Klein gave a subtle smile.

Deep down, excitement still bubbled within him. "Admiral of the Marines. It arrived late, but it arrived."

"Back in those days, I couldn't have dreamed of this. Pure fantasy. But once I got my cheat—"

"Things rushed in so quickly: fame, authority, might... Without it, though..."

"Life would've turned out completely otherwise."

His eyes narrowed a bit while his mind wandered. Perhaps in that alternate path, he'd remain mired in hardship—dreams not even on the table...

During that time, he was mere scum, unworthy of even mentioning ambitions.

Those recollections also served to confirm: he was indeed a transmigrator.

Knock knock knock—

From outside, a Marine soldier announced, "Admiral Klein, it's time."

Snapping back, Klein swung the door open and strolled from the stronghold's core with pockets stuffed, full of vigor. A squad of stern-faced Marine soldiers flanked him as an escort of honor, heading to Crescent Moon Bay Plaza.

The moment he stepped into the plaza—

A vast ocean of faces assaulted his gaze right away. Innumerable Den Den Mushi sparked with intense flashes and snapped photos non-stop.

Silence blanketed the entire bay in a flash.

Every gaze fixed upon him—burning with awe, admiration, jealousy, reverence...

Solemnity etched Klein's face. Each advancing step amplified his aura, bearing down on the masses so nearby Marines started perspiring without realizing.

Pulses pounded. Thoughts scattered. It felt like teetering on the brink of asphyxiation.

Keen ears could pick it up: heartbeats accelerating.

Klein got it—this was theater. A display of dominance. A declaration of might.

All attention centered on him. Before, pressure might have gripped him. Anxiety.

Yet now...

Composure defined him. His gait, akin to a dragon's prowl or tiger's stalk, propelled him assuredly onto the massive stage.

A realization hit him abruptly:

"Maybe... this lavish promotion rite serves as a nudge as well. An Admiral is more than a rank—they're a lighthouse, an emblem, the worship of myriad Marines."

"Beyond that... they're the leaders who guide them in upholding justice!"

No need to scan about; every expression in the throng remained vivid to him.

In the anime, mere 'extras' they were.

Yet here in the flesh, they pulsed with life, true souls.

Ascending the stairs—

Beneath, Kong's hands were locked behind his back, quivering faintly as his side glance snagged on that iconic white suit... plus the golden Admiral epaulets.

His chest heaved up and down. A profound breath followed.

"Klein... hold on for me. Give it a few years, and I'll claim the remaining Admiral spot."

"One day ahead, I'll ascend to Admiral too, before the world's watchful gaze!"

One step after another, Klein seemed to climb to the Marine hierarchy's peak.

Memories of the Summit War flooded in, Ace dragged to the scaffold.

"Roger met his end in Loguetown. Ace in Marineford... Cycle of retribution. Could this be Roger's karma for igniting the Great Pirate Age?"

"But not me. Here for glory. Advancement. Pay bump. The sweet path!"

Treatment worlds apart.

Superior even to MVP honors. Like dominating the server charts, bathed in global praise.

Sheer ecstasy.

Klein owned up—he harbored some vanity. "This sensation… utterly addictive. Surpasses top-star fame!"

"Millions strong, Marines span endless sea islands..."

"My name will truly resound over the waves now."

The sole drawback?

His 'alt' morphed into 'main'—mere presence likely triggering pirate panic worldwide.

Naturally...

Becoming Admiral marked merely the beginning, Klein realized. In this primitive pirate realm with sluggish intel spread, arrogant dimwits abounded who'd dismiss him.

Such fools, gift-wrapping themselves—he welcomed them gladly.

Complimentary spoils? Bring it!

Upon attaining the platform, whispers swelled among the masses.

"He's so young!!"

"That's the fresh Marine Admiral 'Fool' Klein. That aura… suffocating me here..."

"Admiral already at that age? Youngest in Marine annals, no doubt!?"

"At his age back then, I was just a Captain..."

"Incredible stuff. Admiral present means cocky pirates face doom!"

"Wonder if Admiral Klein seeks recruits. Dying to join his unit..."

...

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—

At Oharden's signal, cannons lining Crescent Moon Bay harbor boomed salutes skyward, bursting into dazzling fireworks.

The deafening blasts rattled every Marine's ears.

"Bro..." Garp gazed upward at the towering familiar silhouette on stage, eyes like a tiger's bulging in shock. "You really made Marine Admiral…"

"Yeah... who knows the years we'll grind to even approach," Sengoku grumbled, bitterness seeping through his tone.

Zephyr grinned widely, "However long, I'll persist. Klein always trusted I'd be a 'hero'. Won't disappoint!"

That radiant hope nudged Sengoku.

"Zephyr lacks top talent, yet he..."

"Perhaps... I should've dropped the rivalry with Klein ages ago."

And with that shift...

Relief surged through him abruptly. Self-imposed burdens evaporated.

Pursuing an eternal frontrunner—draining ordeal.

The divide only expanded.

Sengoku clapped Zephyr's shoulder smilingly. "I trust you'll be a 'hero' as well."

"Eh—" Zephyr stiffened. Shocked, he whipped around to Sengoku's face. "You... what did you just say?"

Momentarily, he suspected a hallucination.

"Repeat needed?" Sengoku grinned. "I said—Zephyr, hero material someday."

Dumbfounded, Zephyr froze like thunderstruck—tears then brimmed his eyes.

"Sengoku... that from you hits deep!!"

"..." A vein pulsed on Sengoku's brow. He muttered, "Only valid from big bro Klein?"

"I'm your bro too."

"Nah, nah, not at all. Just caught off guard." Zephyr beamed awkwardly, heart warming inside.

He looked aside at Tsuru, her refined features masking an enigmatic look.

Softly, Zephyr queried, "Tsuru, remember you mentioned… if Klein hit Vice Admiral or Admiral, then…"

"I know. Yet as Admiral now… perhaps my skills fall short for his nod."

Zephyr blinked in surprise. When did Tsuru ever question her worth?

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Hello readers, I regret to share some tough news.

The source Chinese fanfic "卡普同期,首充送霸王色霸气?" stalled after Chapter 257, released late September 2025. Three-plus months passed without updates or author updates on status.

Chapter 257 is already up on my Patreon.

I'm listing this as on temporary hiatus. Should the author return, translations pick up seamlessly here and on Patreon.

Patreon locked chapters remain so until resumption. I avoid paywalls typically, but resuming means re-translating for early access—time-intensive.

Thus, they're locked provisionally.

Appreciate your understanding.

Apologies for any inconvenience caused.

Thanks for sticking with me!

Explore my other works in the interim.

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