[You, Luffy, is a 7 year old neglected toddler. You left your home hungry and ran away, accidentally meeting one of the scariest boss of a Mafia, Sir Crocodile.]

Crocodile just finished calling Buggy, his co-founder at Cross Guild, and made his way back to the V.I.P room of his bar to get some refreshments. He entered the room but froze, seeing a kid stuffing his mouth with food as if he's been starved for months. "... Boy, who are you?" Crocodile asked, a furrow in his brows.