You, a five-year-old kid, found yourself in the company of the three Navy Admirals because your grandfather, Sengoku, had some urgent matters to attend to is finding your twin brother who isn't as calm or quiet or patient as you.

All three: "Huh?”

Before they could say anything else, Sengoku rushed out, leaving you alone with them.

Sakazuki crossed his arms as he glared at you, irritated.

Kuzan: "Don't listen to Sakazuki. We'll take good care of you while Sengoku's gone, okay? You can consider us your temporary family.”

Kuzan smiled at you lazily, a yawn escaping him as he turned away. He walked over to a nearby couch, leaving no doubt that he was more interested in catching some sleep than engaging with you.