Where Am I?

by LogicNoLogic

I'm sure I died! But why am I seeing winged people walking on clouds? Is this heaven? No! this is... One Piece... I recognized Gan Fall. My eyes shone brightly...One Piece World! Weird Weather&Islands...Sea Kings... Pirates and Adventures. But what's with my weird body? And Did he say I have Short-Term Memory Loss? Will this stop me? Hell NO I'm here World!.. I jumped from Skypiea.

57. Who Am I?

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Chapter: Who Am I?

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"Stupid bird! Idiotic Luffy!... Silly bird! Foolish Luffy!... Darn bird! Stupid Luffy!..." John chanted and swam toward Orange Town.

It is not difficult for me to swim in the sea, contrary I enjoy swimming in the sea- Fishman genes. "Because of you, it's been a long time since I swam in the sea," John stopped the chant and accused Bag-E.

[You made me because of your laziness...] Bag-E complained. [Since you want to swim, then swim. Do not bother me anymore!] Bag-E replied ruthlessly.

"Even A.I. get angry nowadays," John sighed, peeking at the beeping backpack. "Hey! I'm just talking nonsense to pass the time. I didn't accuse you," John surrendered smoothly.

[...Hypocrisy...] Bag-E beeped.

John shook his head speechlessly. "Find any place for me to rest," John ordered, to show who was in control.

[... scanning... sensor found a huge object approaching from behind... deducing... probability of it being a ship is 100%...] Bag-E informed.

"Just say a ship is coming from behind. Why are you beeping noisily?" John muttered silently, then swam toward the ship.

As the distance between them shortened, he spotted a Jolly Roger on it. "Oh! It's a pirate ship!?" John muttered calmly. But from this distance, he can't identify the design on it.

Soon he can distinguish the Jolly Roger. It has a cat instead of a skull. "Damn it! The Black Cat pirates have not given up on me?" he assumed.

John immediately submerged in the water as his gills began functioning after a long time. He reached the ship quickly, then descended further. After reaching a certain distance, he kicked his feet and rushed to the surface- a combination of the navy's Skywalk and self-modified Fishman Karate- While ascending, he also controlled the surrounding water to spiral around him.

John ejected from the sea, enclosed inside a spiraling water pillar. The black cat pirates looked at the rising water pillar in confusion, fear, surprise, etc. As John reached a certain height, his Iris gleamed yellow, locking on the pirates scrambling on the ship, and then he waved his hands as dense water bullets ejected from the pillar.

The pirates paled at seeing the incoming water bullets and scurried for a place to hide. The water bullets rained down on the pirates as they screamed in pain. It did not kill anyone but only bruised them black & blue. Before the pirates could react, the water pillar curved and fell towards the ship.

Under the scream of the pirates, the water pillar fell on the deck, and the force of the water washed away the pirates as they hit the walls or fell off the ship. And the water drained through the ship's railing as the pillar disappeared, revealing John in its place. Surprisingly, the ship didn't get damaged from this scuffle, showing John's control.

"Since you guys followed me to get beaten, Let me thrash you," John sneered, punching the nearby pirates.

After thrashing the pirates, the cabin door opens accompanied by a scolding. "Why are you guys making so much noise? Can't you let a person sleep peacefully?" Jango arrived accompanied by some Mooks.

Jango stopped seeing the situation and spotted me. "Wow! you guys finally caught him?" he exclaimed. "Good job! Guys," he praised them.

John was speechless. 'Do I look like a person that got caught?' he wondered, feeling sorry for Jango's I.Q. I controlled myself from beating him into a pulp to know whether he also knew about Bag-E.

"YOU! You're that weird guy that insulted me!?" Jango identified me. "You beat the Nyaban Brothers?" he asked suspiciously. "Since you sent them to marines, be good and work in their place," he continued.

'Wait? Marines?' I recalled. 'Their bounty? My money?' my eyes widened. "Stupid Bird!" I yelled angrily.

Jango was startled. "Oh! Bird? Yeah, I sent it to catch you," He revealed at the wrong time. My angry orange-dominant Iris glared at him. Before he could react, "Give my money, Back!" I punched him hard, and his head crashed into the floor.

Other pirates were dumbfounded and then became frightened. "You guys better return my lost money, or ready to get a ticket to hell," I roared.

"How much money?" one guy timidly asked.

"Huh! Bounty of Nyaban brothers," John informed.

"Phew! it's just 7 million Beri," one pirate sighed in relief.

"7 million? Do you think it will satisfy me after you continuously harassed me and caused mental damage?" John demanded as his orange-dominant Iris shone with greed.

"What!? Then... then how much do you want?" a pirate asked. 'Mental damage? Who was mentally damaged?' he thought, looking at the pirates shivering at the presence of John.

"Hmm...! Let me think about it. You guys did... blah... blah... blah... blah... blah... blah..." I began to pirate's horror.

The pirates around began to sweat nervously, 'Shit! Why do I hear '... blah... blah... blah...?' Damn it! You don't even know what we did to you? You didn't even hide it but are just mimicking with '... blah... blah?' We can clearly hear you, you know?' they cursed.

"... blah... blah after calculating, you need to pay 70 million," John finished.

"70 MILLION!?" the pirates chorused.

"WHAT!? Do you have any opinion?" I glared.

"No... no... no..." they waved in dread.

"That's it!" John nodded. "When are you going to pay?" he asked.

"We have some treasure...! And if you add bounties of vice-captain and captain... We can pay you," a pirate sold their captains easily as others nodded in agreement.

"Oh! Ok! But where is your captain?" John asked knowingly.

"We are going to meet him," a pirate explained. 'Then he will kill you,' and grinned maliciously.

John agreed after some consideration, ignoring their useless thoughts. "Now bring me food! I'm hungry," he demanded.

The pirates scurried to do their job, and a pirate brought him to a clean room -as if pirates can be clean- John frowned but he accepted. "You guys continue to do your work, but if I found anyone doing something mischievous, then..." he grinned bloodthirstily, and the pirates trembled in fear.

The pirates quickly brought the food. I unhurriedly finished them and sighed contentedly.

"Let me see what Zoro's prank was?" John eagerly opened the Logbook and continued from where I left.

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LOGBOOK

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«Entry -4563 - Year:1513 - Early-July» I roamed in the sea after leaving Zoro to return the treasure that was in my possession. I deduced that this treasure was probably the one that Ace & Sabo gathered by stealing. I have not spotted a ship or land, and on top of it, the recent personalities after STML are of no use. I didn't get Nami's or Robin's, but at least I can get Brook's or Franky's. Their personalities will be useful if I want to start learning navigation from the watch. Finally...[... "Why didn't 'I' learn navigation? Oh! I will SUUUPEER 'forget' it anyway," I lamented.

"How brave of 'me' to sail in the sea with no navigation knowledge?" I grinned proudly.

"Well, the SUUUPEER me, will find the way now," I enthusiastically jumped and entered the cockpit. Then I noticed that the clothes I wore looked withered and might scrap at any time.

"Why did 'I' not change clothes?" I wondered, opening the bag that Zoro packed.

I blinked at its contents. "Why is this full of girls' clothes?" I wondered and rummaged through the bag to find any other dress, not knowing it was Zoro's prank.

"So that's why 'I' did not change dress," I understood. "But SUUUPEER I won't care about any dress," I shrugged and picked a skirt and a T-shirt. "I don't mind even if there are no clothes," I mumbled as my cyan-bordered Iris flashed.

I made a hole in the dress for my wings and tail, then changed into it. Now I look exactly like a girl -long silver-white hair, the wings Life-returned to look like a scarf- "Ha! I'm missing something," I wondered. "Ah! Sunglass!" I exclaimed and wore the watch after changing it into sunglasses mode.

Franky's perverted personality went overboard and even braided the hair because it constantly blocked the view. "It seems I can disguise as a girl if I want to hide from someone," I figured. "I'MMMM SUUUPEERRR!" I yelled, posing.

After sailing for a while, it rained. If not for my awesome boat, then I would have capsized. Then I spotted a mushroom-shaped Island/Rock. "The hell is it in this shape? It stuck out like a sore thumb." I scratched my head in bewilderment. "And it looks SUUUPEER familiar?" I muttered.

"Who cares? I need to hide from the rain," I shrugged, pushing the leaver increasing the speed. I soon reached the bottom of the rock. The surface of the rock is smooth, narrow at the bottom, and protrudes outward at the top. "How the hell can anyone climb this?" I peered, moving my glasses up, totally forgetting that I only needed to hide from the rain and not climb it.

"But I SUUUPEER can climb it," I grinned, stretching my fingers as claws grew. "Claws are stronger after 'I' trained them," I smiled, satisfied.

Picking up the travel bag and pressing the 'Revert' button on the boat, I grabbed the wall with my claw clinging to it. I caught the portable vehicle with my other hand and secured it. The wall was slippery due to the rain, so I was careful while climbing, and the rain stopped when I reached the top.

I held the top for my last climb and pulled, "I'm SUUUPEERRAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" only to face a skeletal face inches away from my face. In shock, I lost my grip and fell back into the sea. 'Why is this happening again? Again...? Has it happened before?' That is what I thought as I fell.

After surfacing, I looked up, but couldn't see the skeletal face due to the rock protruding. "Argh! That... whatever it is, SUUUPEER scared me? See How I take care of it?" I snorted, swimming toward the place where I first climbed.

Since I had already climbed it, the wall had holes leading to the top, made by my claws. So I climbed it easily. I reached the top and was ready to face that skeleton. To avoid the skeleton, I concentrated my strength on my claws and jumped high, landing on the top.

"Where are you? skeleton? I'm SUUUPEER gonna...? YOU!?" I looked at the skeleton in surprise. 'It's Sanji!' I spotted a malnourished kid with blonde hair and swirly brows.

'The HELL! Why did I meet another straw hat here?' I wondered if it was someone's backhand.

"Hmm...! Am I hallucinating?" Sanji muttered, rubbing his eyes. "But... Why am I seeing an unknown girl?" he mumbled.

My eyes twitched hearing this. 'Musclehead Zoro! Do you know the danger of girls in front of Sanji? I get goosebumps just thinking about Sanji flirting with me! Fortunately, he is just a kid now. I will remember this Zoro,' I cursed, but still took two steps away from Sanji.

'Wait a minute? Why should SUUUPEER I care about that?' I reacted. "Yo! Swirly eye-bro, are you alive?" I asked, nearing Sanji.

"Ah! Are you... real? You are REAL!?" Sanji exclaimed in anticipation.

"Yeah! I'm real as steel! Bro," I exclaimed, flexing my muscles.

"Really?! Great, I'm saved," Sanji wailed. "Help! Food! I'm hungry!" he begged.

"Chill Bro!" I calmed him, then opened my bag to get some food.

I took out the dried meats and fish I caught, then continued to rummage in the bag. "I don't have food that... Hey! Stop! You should not eat solid food after starving," I slapped away Sanji's hand, reaching for the food.

"*Growl~* *grumble* but I am hungry *slurp~*" Sanji salivated looking aggrieved.

"Wait for a while. I will make a soup," I assured him, then took a Flame Dial.

After rummaging through the belt bag, I threw two pop greens on the ground. A bunch of Sword Grass and huge Flytraps sprouted. I plucked a Sword Grass and cut off the flytrap that is trying to eat things near it.

I split the jaws of the trap, after plucking the teeth and some touch-ups a pot for cooking is ready. I spotted Sanji gaping in shock, "Are you an Angel? You can sprout plants out of nowhere." Sanji exclaimed excitedly.

"Calm down! Bubbles," I soothed him, placing the water-filled 'pot' above the Flame Dail. "It's a seed I got from Grand Line, and my name is Mojo Jojo!" I explained.

"Oh...! My name is Sanji, not Bubbles," Sanji protested. Dropping some meat into the 'pot', 'Hehehe! I'm a genius in naming you with the Powerpuff Girls' name. Someone artificially made them. You are also somewhat artificial. They are also Red, Blue, Yellow, Green, you are also Red, Blue, Yellow, Green. Hehehe! I snickered at my brilliance, totally forgetting that someone had artificially made me.

"Ok! Bubbles," I nodded, throwing the necessary seasonings into the soup. Sanji frowned, displeased at the name. "Hey! You can't name..." "You want this soup or nor?" I cut him off. He nodded, salivating, eyes glued to the soup.

"So... How did you end up here?" I questioned.

Sanji raged upon hearing this. He complained about the pirates' raid and how he fell off the ship. Then saved by a 'geezer' pirate, and how that 'geezer' took most of the food, blah... blah... blah... blah... I was speechless. 'Do you look like a starved person? Where did your energy come from?' and complained.

"So? That 'Geezer' pirate is there?" I asked.

"I dunno' he probably kicked a bucket," Sanji shrugged.

"Why don't you check it out? And bring him?" I suggested.

"No way! Why should he get food? He has a large package," Sanji emphasized.

"It's even better! We will leave this rock soon. You can bring all the remaining food and have a feast," I implied, smiling mischievously. "Anyway, he saved you," I added.

Sanji considered deeply, "Fine! But I won't believe him... Damn Geezer," and accepted. He stumbled away to check on the 'geezer', holding his cooking knife for safety.

"Hmph! I will change my name if you won't depend on him," I snorted, betting on my randomly made name.

While waiting for the soup, my sensitive ears heard a commotion on Sanji's side. "He must have found out about the treasure," I muttered, walking towards them.

"...Was the food you gave me, All there was to begin with?" I hear Sanji yelling.

I can't hear what Zeff said, well I'm straining my ears to hear them, then I heard, "But you can't be a pirate anymore without your leg," Sanji screamed. After getting closer, I could hear clearly, "WHY!? Why!? would you do something like that?" Sanji wailed.

"I don't remember doing a single favor for you! So why!? WHY!?" Sanji demanded, crying.

"Because You and I share the same dream," I heard a weak voice.

"All Blue...!? But even your crewmates said it doesn't exist...?" Sanji questioned in surprise/confusion.

"It exists. When the right time comes, go to the Grandline to find it," Zeff whispered. "I may not have been..." I have to strain my ears to listen to their conversation as they are too weak to speak loudly- Eh! exclude Sanji.

Anyway, I can SUUUPEER guess their conversation, it should be about building a restaurant in the sea. So I returned to check the soup. I also placed the medical supplies nearby, so Zeff's wound could be treated quickly.

I updated the 'Reminder Note' as I waited for Sanji as the soup cooked «KLICK» sounded as Cyan-bordered Iris became a red-dominant Iris.

"Where Am I?" I yelled, looking around bewildered.

"Huh! Food!" I spotted the boiling soup and exclaimed. "I'm hungry," I patted my stomach.

I picked the 'pot' from the fire. "Hot! Hot! Hot! Hmm! It not hot!?" I looked confused- thanks to Fireproof.

"Who cares!?" I shrugged and took a sip from the 'pot'.

Then Sanji rushed over, teary-eyed. "Hey! Come and help... huh!?" and was shocked by my action. "Oi! What are you doing with MY soup?" he raged in surprise/bewildered.

I was startled by Sanji. "Huh!? Your soup? Who are you?" I questioned angrily and examined him. 'He looks familiar? Where have I seen him?' I wondered.

Sanji, bewildered by my question, was dumbfounded. "I'm Sanji. I'm stuck on this rock for nearly 60 days..." and began his explanation.

'Sanji...? One piece...? *sniff* *sniff* Who cares? I'm hungry,' I shrugged as my red-dominant Iris looked at the soup greedily. Ignoring Sanji's ramble, I continued to drink the soup.

"STOP DRINKING IT. *huff* give me some. I'm hungry," Sanji rushed over and snatched the 'pot'.

He took a gulp. "Ah! Hot! Hot! *sniff* *sniff* it tasty *sniff*" Sanji drank, tears streaming down his face.

'If you want, just ask. Why are you rude?' I mumbled unreasonably, then spotted my blinking bracelet.

While I was checking my bracelet, Sanji finished the Soup and looked at me indigently, "Why? Why? Why did you eat the food that is prepared for me?" he demanded.

I understood the situation after I read the 'Reminder Note.' 'One Piece? Fun!'. "Sorry! Bubbles! I have short-term memory loss..." and explained the ins and outs.

"Oh! that's a problem," Sanji nodded in understanding. "Listen, girl,! My name is NOT Bubbles," he raged.

"Who is a girl? I'm a boy," I retorted, eyeing the remaining food and reaching for it.

"What!? How is this possible? You will even forget your gender? You are even wearing a skirt," Sanji exclaimed, refusing to believe that I'm a boy.

I looked down and dumbfounded, "What? Why am I wearing this? I am not me? Who Am I?" I asked stupidly.

"You are a girl," Sanji quipped.

"Hmph! Ancient men wear skirts. I'm mimicking them," I retorted.

"Just accept the fact. I don't believe you, I only believe my eyes," Sanji protested.

Ignoring Sanji's stubborn/idiotic behavior, I began to eat the food. "AH! That geezer!" Sanji exclaimed in panic. "OI! I need your help... Huh? What are you...? Leave me some," Sanji rushed once again, forgetting the old geezer. Then we both competed/fought for more food.

"You should not eat more food," I reminded Sanji with my stuffed mouth.

"I don't care," Sanji snorted, stuffing the food.

In our competition, we ate all the food without even leaving a crumb. "Ha! I'm stuffed," I yelled, lying down.

"Yeah! I'm full after two months... thank you. If you didn't arrive, I will be dead," Sanji sighed.

While thinking of what to do next, I suddenly remembered, "Oh! What about the geezer?" I asked Sanji, who sprung up anxiously.

"Shit! I forgot about him." Sanji held his head in disbelief. "And we didn't leave him any food," Sanji pointed out.

"It's all your fault," Sanji blamed.

"Then spit out the things you ate," I scoffed. Sanji wilted. "What to do now? Don't you have anything to eat?" Sanji pleaded.

"Hmm...! Ha! I have something, but you have to decide whether it can be eaten," I replied, taking some Pop Green and throwing them. Then different types of plants sprung up, surprising Sanji.

'Well... Bon Archipelagoes have many types of food. Then can it be called All Blue? but they are not purely ingredients but also some cooked food?' I wondered. 'It's 'fake' All Blue,' I shrugged.

"Wow! It's portable All Blue," Sanji exclaimed, examining the plants.

'Did Sanji read my mind?' I blinked, dumbfounded.

"Ok! You can deal with the food and geezer. I'm going to explore," I waved and jumped into the sea "WOHOOOOO!" yelling happily.

"Hey! help me carry the geezer. Damn," Sanji shouted behind me...] ... then Sanji laboriously brought Zeff here. And with the instruction of Zeff, he prepared food, thus my stay with Sanji began.

«Entry -4610 - Year:1513 - Mid-August» After Zeff's health improved, we left that rock and reached LougeTown to build Zeff's sea restaurant. It's been a month since we reached here, and the building of the ship is in the finishing stage. In his free time, Zeff teaches Sanji cooking and -beat him up- in the name of training, which I also participate in. And to learn the navy's six styles, I decided to improve my Bio-feedback, so... [... I am trying to float in the sea without using my limbs, Oh! and Tail. So I need to control my muscles to stay afloat. It's extremely difficult to control every muscle without full knowledge of Bio-feedback.

"Ga! It's so difficult," I sighed, trying to make my body move using the muscles.

"If I can succeed, then it will be awesome," I muttered. "Then I can combine it with Fishman Karate and create a water-based skywalk that can be used by all the joints," I dreamed, as I slowly sank.

Breathing out the bubbles as my gills did their job, "If it's successful, then swimming in the air is doable with a little bit of effort. Since I'm sensitive to air density -Sky Island experience- maybe I can succeed," I thought excitedly.

"It's COOL just thinking about swimming, walking, fighting, sleeping, etc. in the air," I daydreamed swimming upwards.

After I climbed the shore, "Momo-chan~ Here you are!" Sanji's voice arrived before him.

I shivered, hearing him, and then I saw him rushing here. At least his legs didn't become noodles or hearts pop out of him. "Here, taste this! It's a new recipe geezer taught me," Sanji blabbered, handing me a cup.

"My name is NOT Momo! and I'm a MAN," I yelled, Iris, dominated by pink.

"That's how I feel when you call me Bubbles," Sanji muttered. "You have memory loss, so you even forgot your gender. Besides, you wore a skirt," he insisted.

"I won't forget that, I even cut my hair short for your stupid brain to remember that I am a man," I yelled angrily, snatching the cup from his hand and finishing its content. "And I bet you will also wear a skirt," and smirked knowingly.

"You are only five. When did you become a man?" Sanji muttered. "As if, I rather die, than wear it," he denied vehemently.

"Let's see! If I win you owe me," I grinned.

"You will forget it, anyway," Sanji mocked.

"It's disgusting," I lied in retaliation and walked away as Sanji stood there, shock-stricken.

"Don't lie!" Sanji yelled angrily, rushing over with a kick which I dodged effortlessly.

"Idiot!" I scoffed at his behavior and continued towards my destination with Sanji tailing huffingly.

"I thought an Angel saved me but to think it was you," Sanji lamented ruefully.

"I should have left you on that rock," I yelled.

"Don't blame me. You are the one who wore a girl's dress. How can I distinguish your gender?" Sanji retorted. "Your personality that day was probably a pervert." Sanji nodded sagely.

"Future pervert is talking about another pervert," I bemoaned, 'Can I change his pervert behavior?' I thought, then looked at him beside me, 'Forget it!' I don't want to take an Impossible mission.

"Hey! What are you tinkering in the scrapyard?" Sanji asked curiously.

Yeah, I have been in the scrapyard all this month, except while sleeping and training. "Heh! Why do you care?" I grinned. This guy has been following behind Zeff's ass all day, either learning to cook or having his ass whooped.

"Hey! It's not my fault! That Old geezer's the one who's always beating me," Sanji explained, looking at my unmoved expression. "How about I will make you a dish with cotton candy?" Sanji grinned, identifying my current personality.

"REALLY!?" I exclaimed instinctively, Iris dominated by pink. 'Ah! Shit! He is familiar with my personality and can even use it to his advantage,' I reacted instantly, but it was too late.

"Yeah! I will make it afterward," Sanji grinned slyly.

"Tch!" I ignored him but, "I want a large one," I blurted, as Sanji nodded as if expecting.

Soon we reached the scrapyard, but I found a group of people there and I also identified the person in charge of this place. Those people are not normal. They look like gangsters. I wondered about their presence.

"They look like bad guys," Sanji frowned, ready to bolt, well I can't blame him. He only learned to fight for a month. As for his learning in Germa66? *scoff* try to get beaten or locked up in a cell.

"Oh! Shit! I left some of my things there. I hope these bastards have not touched them," I recalled. Sanji stopped me before I rushed over.

"Don't worry! I'm strong! I have been roaming alone for many years and dealt with these types of guys many times," I boasted.

"You are only five and have STML. Do you remember the guys you dealt with?" Sanji pointed out deadpan.

"Don't think about irrelevant things," I waved nonchalantly. "You hide there. I will finish them off in a minute," I assured him.

Sanji looked at me dubiously with a 'You don't remember, right?' look which I selectively ignored.

I sneaked closer to that group to eavesdrop, "... are you sure?" the man leading the thugs asked.

"Boss, I'm sure. There is a kid living in this scrapyard for a month. Just wait for a while, he will be back soon... That boss... when will I receive the things you promised?" the scrapyard in charge revealed, rubbing his hands greedily.

"Oh! They are here for me," I wondered without an expression. "Oh No! They are kidnappers! Where are the Marines?! Marines! Marines!" I yelled idiotically as my brain twitched.

"Is this how you solve them?" Sanji yelled angrily from his hiding place, exposing himself.

"Boss! That's the kid!" the scrapyard man yelled excitedly.

"Kid, we thought about taking you silently. Since you have discovered come with us obediently or get beaten to pulp," a thug sneered.

"Boss! There is another kid there," another thug pointed at Sanji, who was glaring back, looking for an escape path. If he wants, he can escape now, but he probably must have included me... 'Like HELL! I need an escape plan! I'm gonna beat them to pulp,' I snorted, readying to fight.

Seeing my action, the thugs laughed in ridicule. "Boy, don't think, just because you learned to fight a little, you can defeat me," the boss yelled.

I scoffed, 'What an idiot, only muscles and no brains,' in despise."What do you a brainless fool know? Fighting is an art... of muscles...?! a punch is the work of countless muscles, kick is also same. Fighting is using of muscles efficiently," I yelled Pink-eyed.

'What Am I/ Is he blabbering?' I/Sanji wondered. 'Shit! the personalities are slowly getting out of control, until now they only had some influence on me,' I realized.

"If this goes on, I will really have multiple personalities disorder. It's best I mention this in Reminder Note..." I mumbled, pink iris flickering.

"What the hell are you blabbering? Huh!?" the boss demanded.

"Number of bones I want to break!" I yelled, activating electro, then punched the boss who was in the distance.

The confused boss did not react even after he crashed into his people. The sudden pain in his body made him aware that he was hit. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly stood up. "*cough* It seems I underestimated you," the boss, expressed seriously.

Sanji looked shocked by the sudden turn of the situation. But seeing that I can handle the situation, he relaxed and concentrated on finding a way out as the thugs closed on him.

"I will show you what power is?!" the boss roared as his body tightened, then his leg muscles bulged as he slowly transformed... hair grew all over his body... fur? his whole bone structure transformed, and rabbit ears sprouted on top of his head. He is a Devil fruit user- a Rabbit Rabbit fruit.

My pink Iris flashed in excitement as I studied the enemy, analyzing his strength and weakness, and concluded he was not a threat. 'Am I so experienced that I can distinguish the threat of the opponents subconsciously? What does the 'past me' go through? I need to read the 'My past' section in 'Reminder Note',' I decided, surprised by my calmness. But considering my last life, it shouldn't be a surprise.

Not knowing whether I suddenly got a brain cramp or was affected by Chopper's personality, I decided to, 'Let's train my Bio-feedback control in this fight.'

"Boy, you have successfully angered me. You can't escape anymore," the boss readied as his leg muscle swelled and *swoosh* he launched himself towards me.

Seeing a furred fist-paw slowly enlarging in my vision, I hurriedly dodged. If I need to keep up with him with my small body, it needs to be simulated with electro.

Seeing me dodging his attack, the boss was surprised, then got enraged and continued his assault. I dodged his attack hurriedly. If it is a normal adult, I don't need this much effort, but then why did I decide he is weak?

*bang* *whoosh* *boom* *thud* as I continued to fight, I saw that the movement of the enemy is familiar. 'Did I fight with a rabbit in the past? And get familiar with their movement? Why even did I fight with a rabbit? Are rabbits in this world strong?' I got confused.

I suddenly heard a huge crashing sound from the Scrapyard. It seems the thugs found Sanji alone and chased him into the scrapyard. 'He can handle the situation there. But I hope they don't destroy my things. Let's finish this quickly,' I decided.

"Shit! *huff* Will you stop running around and fight like a man? *huff*" the boss roared.

"Are you an idiot? I'm just a kid," I mocked in disdain. "Besides, you are right. I need to finish this quickly," I replied.

My Pink Iris gleamed as I recalled the movement of the leg muscles while the test subject in front jumped. Then I experimented with my leg muscles using Bio-feedback and changed their shape.

*swoosh* I leaped several feet even without using Electro. Seeing my success, I continued to jump around happily, 'Let's name this Jump Point. Shit! that's lame. Why did I even think of it? Go away personality influence,' I thought, completely ignoring the angry test subject that is trying to catch me.

"You! Asshole! Stop for me!" the boss yelled in humiliation/fury.

"AH! I forgot. Thank you for your lesson," I thanked and jumped in his direction.

*thump* I punched him in the stomach, sending him flying. "AHHH!" The boss roared angrily. "Either you die or I die," he declared and rushed again *Bang* then sent him with a punch.

'My punch is weak. It can't injure the vitality-filled Zoan user. I don't know the consequence of my first time use of Jump point *gah* *thu* Bio-feedback, so finish it quickly,' I decided.

Recalling the feeling of Jump point -*Gah!* forget it- I applied it to my arms as my muscled bulged. I jumped towards the boss in the air jumping towards me and punched him with my Arm point.

*BOOM* *crash* He was pummeled to the ground as dust and scrap scattered. I landed nearby and looked into the dust cloud as a figure staggered and rushed toward me.

"*Sigh* Annoying Zoan," I activated electro and leaped at the boss, then punched him simultaneously with both my fists. "Clover *Bah* Fury punch," I landed as the boss was sent crashing into the scrap mountain.

"It's finally over," I sighed in relief, then used Bio-feedback and hurriedly change back my arms and legs.

"Let's find Sanji," I decided, but I fell down when I took my step.

"Huh!?" I wondered as I lay face-first on the ground. Then severe pain in my legs and arms assaulted me.

"What the? Oh, no! Muscle cramp," I yelled in horror. "Not now!" I looked in the direction where another fight was slowly coming to an end.

I struggled to get up, but the muscles in my arms didn't listen to me. I slowly wiggled to sit down, as I don't want to expose my tail and wings, and also I need to take the necessary measures when those thugs return.

"GAh! Who in their right mind will experiment during a fight?" I complained as I rolled to hide. But my luck ran out as I heard footsteps nearby.

"Damn it! That kid ran away. *ow* *ow* *ow*," a man grumbled.

"*groan* I think my wrist is broken," another voice sounded.

"I hope the boss has dealt with that kid," a thug opined.

"There was a huge sound from this direction," another thug wondered.

"Shit! they are thugs," I cursed as they have already appeared in my line of sight. There are five to six people, and they are mostly with bruises and injuries.

"It seems Sanji escapes, but my situation hopefully won't worsen," I mumbled.

As I'm in their blind spot, the thugs did not notice me. "That brat fights well. It's better if Boss kept his hand, if he cripples the kid. He will lose his value," a man complained.

'Hmm! They are human traffickers,' I groaned.

"Don't worry! Boss knows... huh?" another man began before he spotted me.

'Oh Shit!' I controlled the sweat in my hand and snapped a water bullet using my fingers. *whoosh* *thud* It hit the thug's head, knocking him out before he could warn others.

Others became vigilant, seeing their companion knocked out, knowing that there was no way out. "Here, I knocked him out assholes," I exposed myself.

"Ah! The brats here!? Where is the boss?" a thug exclaimed.

"I beat him down. He is buried in that heap," I snapped my head toward a dust cloud.

"LIKE HELL! WE WILL BELIEVE YOU!" They roared in disbelief/doubt/ecstasy...?

"Whether you believe it or not is your business, but do I look injured to you?" I scoffed.

The thugs examined me, and even though I look extremely dirty while rolling around, I am sitting down calmly, looking completely relaxed. But my 'diluted' Lunarian 'light brown' skin and silver white hair are exposed. 'I hoped these traffickers don't have information about them,' I thought, anxiously.

"Is Boss really defeated by this brat?" a thug asked in disbelief.

"No way right? Boss is a Devil fruit person!" another thug exclaimed in horror.

"You can come and try!" I proclaimed, then looked at the thug I knocked out.

The thugs looked at each other. I was relieved that the tugs began to believe my bluff, but before I could be happy, "Hey! Go and try him," a thug pushed another to the front.

"Shit! Are you kidding me? We don't even know how he knocked him out," that thug protested.

*whoosh* *thud* I knocked the thug who urged others, "Yeah! come and try," I snorted, looking arrogantly.

"Damn! he knocked him without moving," another exclaimed.

"Let's get out before he beats us," a thug suggested, as they began to discuss what to do while eyeing me warily.

I watched them with relief while trying to move my limbs as the pain began to slowly subside.

"All of you, calm down. Look at him carefully. He hasn't moved from his place. Maybe he is injured by the boss," the scrapyard in charge spoke.

'Fuck! Where did you come from? Why are you interfering in others' business? Did I kill your family?' I cursed angrily.

"Huh? Now you mentioned it..." A thug looked carefully.

"Then how did he knock them down?" another asked.

"Who cares? Let's check it out," one whispered.

"Oh! You guys are finally ready? I'm bored with waiting, let's begin," I bluffed, waving my hands difficultly.

Then one thug cautiously picked up a bottle and threw it at me. "Shit!" I cursed as I stumbled to avoid it.

"Damn! This kid is obviously injured, but he is bluffing us," a thug yelled angrily.

"I am going to beat him up," a thug rushed over.

"Don't think you can deal with me just because I can't move." I had enough then activated Electro and rammed into the thug. *Bzzt* the thud got electrocuted and paralyzed to the ground.

I faced the remaining three thugs, but suddenly, another group of three came from another direction. They noticed the situation and quickly surrounded me. "What happened?" the newly arrived thug questioned.

"This kid defeated the boss, so we are trying to capture him," a thug explained.

"Then why are we not using weapons?" he asked back.

"His value reduces if he is injured," the old thug answered readily.

"Are you still thinking about it? Our gang's reputation is at stake," a new thug pointed out.

"Fuck it!" a thug picked up a metal rod.

"Yeah! Let's just kill him," another picked up a plank with nails.

"Oh No! I'm screwed," I cussed *swoosh* launching the last water bullet at one thug.

Others got startled a bit but soon regained their confidence at seeing me not moving, then rushed at me. I dangerously avoided the swing of the rod *thug* but got punched in the shoulder as I staggered down.

"That's it!" I bounced up using my tail and slashed a thug's chest with my claws.

The other got frightened as I stood there with bloody claws and tail waving behind. "What the!?" they wondered.

"Don't worry! He is probably a Devil fruit user," another thug reminded them.

"Still! He can't move. Hit him together," a thug yelled as everyone rushed toward me.

*Twang* *AHHH* I whipped the nearest thug with my tail as he spun and fell. *swoosh* I snapped another water bullet using the blood on my claws. To my dismay, the previously knocked-out thugs woke up due to my low power. The only positive thing is that since I am using Electro, it slightly numbed the pain in my legs and arms, so I can move them slightly.

"Come on! Assholes," I roared as my blood boiled in excitement as my Iris became normal. Knowing that stopping Electro will further increase the pain in my muscles, I kept minimum movement.

*swish* *thunk* *thud* *Gah* as the fight continued, neither side giving up. As I am fighting, I sensed a change in the wind. I looked up to see a huge cloth/sack falling at me, but before I could react, I got caught in it.

I sneered, readying to burn through them. "These little tricks won't stop me. I will burn...*Twack*" but something hit my head. "WHA-!" my eyes darkened as I passed out...]... Yeah! You guessed right. I got captured by these human traffickers.

«Entry -4620 - Year:1513 - Mid-August» After getting captured, a surprising thing happened. For some unknown reason, after getting hit on the head...[... I open my eyes in a daze as my head throbbed in pain. I looked around confused, "Where Am I? and Who Am I?" I wondered.

I stood up, only to find that I can't move because of being tied up to the pillar. "What The!?" I reacted and then became serious, looking around vigilantly.

As I observed, the room is dimly lit and is swaying slightly. 'How did I get here? What's happening?' I wondered as I struggled to get out.

"Don't bother. You can't get out," a voice sounded.

I snapped towards the voice, only to notice a girl tied to the wall. "Where is this? What's happening?" I questioned.

The girls squinted. "Obviously, you are kidnapped. They will sell you soon," she replied.

"Oh!" I nodded calmly.

"What's that reaction? Huh!? Why aren't you screaming?" She asked speechlessly. "By the way, I'm Desire," she replied, looking at me curiously.

"You aren't freaking out, so why should I?" I asked back.

"It's different. These assholes kidnapped me without knowing my background. Any time my gang will come to save me," she replied confidently.

"I don't plan to wait for someone. I will escape with my own effort," I replied, as I observed my body on instinct.

"Help yourself, I tried everything," she shrugged. "Oh! What's your name?" she asked.

"Name? I don't know. I don't remember anything," I answered and followed an instruction, urged by my instinct. Suddenly my body tingled, before electricity streamed throughout my body.

"Woah! That's awesome. What's that?" Desire exclaimed.

"I said I don't remember," I replied and began to panic.

"Anyway, continue doing that, and don't stop. Your rope is getting burned," Desire urged.

I continued doing whatever I did, and soon the rope burned off as I got free from the pillar and landed on the ground. I slightly felt tingling from my legs and arms, but I brushed it off as the side effect of whatever this electricity thingy is.

"Cool! Now come and untie me," Desire urged.

"Aren't you waiting for your gang?" I smirked.

"Who cares?! Hurry up," she looked speechlessly.

As I neared her, I got a clear view of her. She is about 12-13 years old with prominent red hair. I quickly untied her as she rubbed her wrist and stood up. "Finally, I am free," she sighed, then looked at me in shock.

"You... you have a tail and wings?" she exclaimed.

"What!?" I was shocked and then checked to find the tail and wing. I also found claw and shark teeth. Desire walked around me, looking in awe.

"That's looks cool," she cried in surprise.

"Is this normal?" I asked hesitantly, wondering if this was common in this world. This world? Why did I express it like that?

"Are you an idiot? How can it be normal?" Desire looked at me in a 'Are you for real?' look.

"What!? I don't remember anything. I'm just asking my doubts. Anyway, Where Am I? What is this place?" I replied in annoyance.

"Of course, this is Loguetown in East Blue. This is where I live. I will be mostly with grandma, Bartho and boys," Desire explained in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Oh! East blue...?" I tilted my head in confusion.

"Oh, my god! You really don't remember anything. It's like this..." Desire explained the geography of this world.

"Oh! I understand," I nodded, sorting the information.

"Hey! What is that blinking on your wrist?" Desire suddenly pointed out.

"Hmm!?" I look down to see a bracelet blinking. I touched it and it projected words on my wrist.

"Woah! It looks amazing." Desire's eyes widened. I continued to read the word and understood my situation partially.

"Looks like I have short-term memory loss," I explained. "This thing is just a reminder note for me." I added.

"Oh!" Desire nodded dumbly, not understanding a bit.

"But What's One Piece world?" I muttered in confusion.

Hearing me, "Oh! One Piece! I know," Desire expressed and explained the ins and outs of the legendary pirate.

After understanding somewhat, I put away these distractive thoughts and, "By the way, we are clamoring so much why does no one come to check out?" I finally asked my doubt.

"It's nothing much. I have been yelling and insulting them for a while," she replied sheepishly. "Besides, I heard that someone beat their boss, and he is seriously injured." She scoffed.

"He deserves it. And these idiots probably don't know whose order to follow," Desire deduced.

"It seems you are not an idiot," I praised.

"Idiot! You should not say that. You are just a five-year-old kid with memory loss," she retorted, then looked around before picking a wooden pole.

She reached the door, "Stay behind and keep close," and whispered.

I nodded without any choice, not knowing whether my little fist could hurt anyone. Just before she opens the door, instinctively I wrapped my tail around my waist and draped the wings over my shoulder.

*creak* the door opens slightly as she peeped out, and stepped out after finding no one. I followed closely. We silently walked along the corridor, and soon we heard some noise at the front. Desire stiffened. Only now I remembered that she is just a little girl and has been putting up a brave front until now. 'Why am I thinking like an adult? I'm obviously 5-6-year-old kid,' I thought before shrugging.

I patted her and nodded reassuringly. She took a deep breath and sneaked forward. "...days will it take for him to recover?" a voice asked.

"Don't know, he is pretty messed up. It will probably take a month," another voiced.

"Damn! What should we do now? Most of the higher-ups are injured," the first voice asked.

"Yeah! And what to do with the two goods below?" the second man voiced.

"Who knows? Hey! do you know? I heard that the injury is caused by one of the goods," the first man whispered.

We looked at each other, understanding that the Goods they are talking about are us. But one of us injured half of the crew, including the boss? 'Are you?' I asked her. She shook her head, then showed me her weak arms and shrugged. 'Is it me?' I wondered.

Shoving away the distracting thought, we peeked around the corner where two men sitting at a table, eating. We nodded at each other and then returned to a safe distance.

"I will sneak and go around them. I the count of three, we rush over and knock them out," I proposed.

"But..." Desire began.

"I'm small enough to go unnoticed. Don't worry," I comforted.

"Are you really a kid?" she asked after a while.

"Who knows? I wonder..." I shrugged and reached near the thugs.

I slowly crawled into their blind spot and reached around them, reaching the stairs leading up. Hiding near the stairs' entrance, I nodded at Desire, who was squatting, and began the count with my fingers.

*Crash* When it reached two, a huge crashing sound sounded from above, startling us. "Whats that?" the thugs reacted and rushed towards the stairs where I'm located.

"Bloody hell! Why is this happening to me?" I cursed, ready to meet the thugs.

I saw Desire anxiously rushing over, disregarding the plan. I breathed, calming down. My body instinctively adjusted its posture, and when the first thug appeared, I punched him with all my strength.

To my/Desire's surprise, the thug flew crashing into his companion and dragged him along, falling away near Desire. The thug passed out spouting blood, the second thug looks disoriented. Desire decisively smashed the stick on his head, knocking him out.

"What was that?" Desire rushed looking at me sparklingly.

I looked at my hand suspiciously. 'Am I strong? Then I injured their boss?' I accepted the reality and gained confidence.

"Hahaha! Looks like I'm strong," I grinned before the commotion above distracted me.

"I think it's probably my gang," Desire eagerly looked above.

"Let's go," I called as we rushed up the stairs. When we reached the above deck, there was no one in our sight and this place looked like a storage.

I saw many barrels and boxes stacked. Ignoring them, we rushed above, "Why do the traffickers have such a large ship?" I cursed.

"Who knows? Maybe they are backed by someone," Desire replied jokingly.

"Oh!" I nodded in understanding.

After reaching the next deck, we sneaked out after hearing some disturbance. "Fuck! It's fire! Why are we unlucky? "a man rushed away carrying luggage.

We sighed as we slowly sneaked out, but to reach above we need to cross the corridor. "Which bastard designed this ship?" Desire cursed angrily.

As we sneaked around, suddenly the door we were passing sprung open, and a few figures jumped at us. Desire reacted swiftly, blocking the attack, before I could attack. "HUH!?/HUH!? Desire/Barto?" they asked.

"It's really you," Desire exclaimed, jumping on green hair, kid.

"You really came. I was so scared, Wah~" Desire bawled. They hurriedly dragged us into the room and closed the door. There are a total of two kids.

I speechlessly looked at Desire, who is acting like a baby. 'Who is the baby here?' I wondered. 'Should I also cry?' I brooded.

Barto seems to be a 13-14-year-old kid with light green hair, trying to calm Desire. Only after Desire calms down, she looks at the other boy. "Gambia? How do you guys sneak in?" and asked.

'Hello! There is one perso-kid here, Don't you see me? Did I also have invisibility?' I doubted, after being ignored by them. 'Damn! Then I'm also ignoring you,' I snorted, looking around the room.

"When we found this place and were ready to rush over, but a blond kid appeared and stopped us, he made plans to sneak us in. He is the one making commotion.." they recalled.

'It's not a story time. We are still in danger, Ok!' I lamented this group's behavior. 'I think their Idiocy is contagious,' I nodded as I wandered the room. This room is spacious and comfortable, but it's now messy, as if someone had rummaged through it.

Finding some clothes, I wore them to hide my tail and wings, instinctively feeling that it was not good. I didn't find any useful information, so I returned to the storytelling gang. "... then we hid in this room to escape from them..." one boy said.

"Yeah! I got hungry, so I rummaged here only to find a weird fruit. It had swirls on it. But its taste is horrible, Ugh~," Barto retched as if remembering its taste.

"So others are helping that Blond Kid with distraction, but you are satisfying your hunger?" Desire muttered in worry.

"You are that Momo kid? That blond kid searching for?" Barto asked, spotting me.

"Huh? I don't know." I looked confused. 'Someone came searching for me too? Who is it?' I wondered, then I looked forward to meeting him.

"Don't bother Barto! he can't remember anything," Desire informed.

"OH!" They nodded in understanding.

"How can anyone forget?" Gambia asked.

"Maybe getting smacked in the head," they began their new discussion.

'Wait, a minute!?' I reacted. 'Is the blond kid searching for me and the one that is acting as a distraction the same person?' I deduced.

"You said!? The blond kid is attracting the attention for you to sneak in?" I asked them, as they nodded ignorantly.

I took a deep breath, "Then What the hell are we doing here? Let's escape before he gets into trouble," I roared in disbelief.

"Oh, ho! Oh ho!" They nodded and rushed out.

"Wait! We need weapons. If it's too late, we need to fight our way out," I suggested. "We brought it," they replied. Barto-dagger, Gambia, has a rusty old sword and mace-like weapon. Desire was already ready, holding the wooden pole she picked earlier.

"Hmm!" I broke the bed and door handle, attached the handle to the flat wood of the bed, and gave it to Gambi to use as shield. I made a spear using a knife and pole. Then we left the room and hurried back with their guidance.

"Psst! Why are we listening to that kid?" Barto questioned in confusion.

"Um! Don't know," Gambia replied.

"Deal with it after we get out," Desire urged them.

But soon we heard a number of footsteps hurrying over from the direction we were going.

"Shit! They returned," Barto cursed as we suddenly stopped.

"Run back," Gambia suggested in panic.

"No! It's too late. Our only choice is to fight them head-on or get caught together," I concluded.

They were silent for a while. "Fuck it!" Barto unsheathed his dragger. Others readied their weapon. I got familiar with the spear as I held it and know intuitively how to cause more damage with this. I tighten my hold and stood near the corner for the thugs to arrive.

I focused on my hearing and heard them clearly, "...that little shit escaped," a man said.

"That brat burned the sail, we can't sail for a while," another man added.

"Are we going to abandon the ship and go to where Boss is?" another questioned.

"Don't worry! Once we sell the Devil fruit and that brat, then we will be rich," a voice comforted. My eyes narrowed, and my intuition tells me that brat is me and not Desire. 'Why are they focused on me? Because I look different? Do they increase price if they look different?' I wondered, but I know it's not good for me.

"Ready!" I whispered with murderous intent. I decided to finish them off.

After waiting for a few seconds, they reached the corner, "Attack!" I waved as the Gambia rushed forward just when a thug appeared in our view. His body *crack* *thud* crashed into him along with the shield. The thug crashed into the wall by this unexpected attack, and before the others could react *sike* *spurt* I speared one in his stomach and Barto plunged his dagger into another thug. "Gah!/Ugh! Bastard! *thud*" They fell.

Desire punted one thug's knee and hit him in the head when he fell down. Other thugs reacted quickly and drew their weapons, *screech* *bonk* Gambia blocked a slash and hit back with the mace.

"Damn Brats!" a thug roared.

"They rescued the brats from below," another pointed, drawing his cutlass.

"Catch that little brat and Kill them all," one thug explained.

I smacked one man with the staff because the knife fell after that one hit. I found that these four have some experienced in fighting but were not experienced as these thugs, so they quickly fell into a disadvantage. So, I threw my staff at the thugs at the end of the group, hitting him. He fell and blocked other thugs' path in this narrow passage.

"Everyone retreat," I yelled, punching the man, sneaking up on Desire.

"Damn!" Barto cursed, slashing one thug in the face, and retreated.

We ran back through the corridor. "What should we do? *huff*" Desire asked, gasping.

"Don't worry, I have a plan," I revealed.

"DIE Bastards!" a man yelled, pointing a flintlock at us.

Everyone paled at that. "Fuck! Dodge," Barto yelled.

Just when the thug was about to pull the trigger, "Damn it!" Barto rushed forward and instinctively crossed his fingers.

*Bang* *tiing* the bullet hit a transparent wall and fell down. "Huh!?" Desire exclaimed, checking her body for a bullet hole.

"Oh! Awesome," Barto yelled, checking the wall.

"You said THIS is not normal?" I asked Desire deadpan.

"This is also not normal," she protested in disbelief. "Barto! How did you do it?" she asked.

*Bang* *Bang* *Bang* *Bang* Other thugs also shot at us, which was blocked by the transplant wall. "I don't know. I just know that it can save us," Barto replied uncertainly.

"We must first escape. What are you idea?" Gambia asked me.

"How long can you do whatever you are doing?" I asked Barto.

"Hmm! Don't know... But I feel like I can hold on for a while," Barto replied.

"Ok! Then hold them for a while, as well as test your power. Rest! Follow me," I instructed them.

"What!? You are leaving me here?" Barto protested behind us.

"If you can move that wall, then follow us," I yelled while running.

We reached the stair and descended them. "Why are we back here?" Desire questioned.

"Hehehe! We are going to blow that gunpowder and sink this ship." I grinned maliciously, pointing at the barrels of gunpowder.

"What!? Are you for real?" Gambia exclaimed.

"Then? How will we escape the explosion?" Desire questioned.

"Well...?" I scratched my head. "That guy's new power can be used. It seems like it can withstand hits," I revealed. Others understood.

"Ok! First, scatter these barrels to many places and lead a gunpowder trail here," I instructed as we got busy. We even found boxes of cannonballs, so we unpacked them and place them around gunpowder to see if the gunpowder blast can shoot them out.

We soon heard a commotion near the stairs. "Hurry up! Barto led them here," Gambia reported.

We lead all the gun trials to the same spot, "Desire! grab a torch. Be careful, or we will be blown up together," I instructed.

"Let's meet him," we rushed to the stairs. Barto was standing below, covering the stairs' entrance with his barrier.

"Hey! Can you cover all of us? Like... in spherical shape or square?" I asked.

Barto thought for a while, "I can try," he nodded.

"Ok! But you won't have enough time. You need to create it before the thugs arrive or the gunpowder blasts," I warned.

"Gunpowder?!" Barto's eyes widened and then became excited.

"Understood! They try to make it thicker," I added.

"You are annoying, brat! You're increasing the difficulty," Barto snapped.

Ignoring him, "We need to stop the thugs until he figures it out," I reminded Gambia.

*crack* *thud* the thugs began to crack the floor around the stairs to get down. We looked up, "Hurry!" I roared as Gambia and I rushed as Barto removed the Barrier. The thugs poured/fell due to the sudden vanish of the barrier.

Taking the opportunity, we pounced on these thugs and attacked them, increasing their casualties. "I think I can do it," Barto yelled.

"Desire! Do it," I yelled as we retreated in front of Barto. Desire soon rushed over. The thugs, looking at their injured and dead companions, got enraged. "Bastards! You... you... Damn! Kill them all," he roared, rushing over.

Barto crossed his fingers, "Bari-Bari-Bowl!" He yelled as a transparent spherical wall covered us.

*tiing* *crack* the thugs' weapons crashed on the barrier, blocking them. "HEHAHAHAHA! Come on, try all you want, I can stay like this forever" Barto laughed crazily.

"Damn! It's this thing again?" thugs despaired.

"I don't believe it! Surround them. Let's see how long can they hide there," One thug suggested, which is approved by others.

I looked speechless at his behavior. "Hehahaha! You are going to wait! That's fine by me. But time doesn't...*smack*" "Shut up! Don't give them ideas." Desire smacked Barto angrily.

"We are in this situation just because you got kidnapped," Barto yelled back.

"Hmph! I can escape on my own," Desire argued.

"Then who was the one who hugged me and cried like a baby? Hehahaha!" Barto mocked.

"Why You!" Desire's face turned red in anger/shame. "Did I cry?" she asked Gambia, who shook his head in denial.

"See! I didn't cry. Where is the proof?" Desire challenged Barto.

"You...!" Barto became angry that he nearly dropped down the Barrier.

"Hey! Why didn't you cover the ground with Barrier?" I asked, as both Desires' and Gambia's faces changed.

"Huh!? What's wrong?' It's called Bari-Bowl for a reason. Don't worry! Nothing will... *BOOM*" The ship shook vigorously.

"QUICK! Cover the bottom," I yelled, steadying myself.

Barto nearly let go the crossing of his fingers in fright, then hurriedly concentrated.

"Fuck! They lit the gunpowder barrel," a thug shrieked in terror.

"Quick! put down the fire," a man ordered.

Just as Barto covered the bottom *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* continuous bombing sounded. *thunk* *poof* *dong* *crack* *thud* all things flew around acting as a murder weapon. Most of the thugs died before they could react, killed by flying shrapnel, cannon balls, wood, fire, etc.

We aren't spared, either. The blow, rocking ship, etc. caused us to smack into each other or in the wall of the barrier. "Whatever happened, don't let go of your fingers," I yelled terrified/excited...? I love this feeling very much, adrenaline coursing through my body.

"Even if you die, don't let off the barrier!" Gambia yelled.

"Yeah! Don't Die in disgrace," Desire yelled, waving her fist, but a tumble caused her to crash into (punch) Barto, who looked at her in disbelief.

By the time the shaking stopped, we were already at the bottom of the ship. After freeing ourselves from the tangle of our limbs, we stood up and saw flames everywhere along with scorched bodies, mutilated limbs, falling wood, and seeping water...?

"Ugh! I don't know if I can eat meat anymore," Desire retched.

"Thank god for this barrier so I can't smell them," Gambia sighed.

"Hehahaha! it's all done by awesome me," Barto bragged. I rolled my eyes. 'Why are they always ignoring me? Is it because I'm small? I suddenly hate this kid body,' I lamented.

'Wait, a sec?' I reacted. "The ship's sinking," I yelled, pointing at the water sprinkling.

"Gah! What to do? Do I need to remove the barrier?" Barto panicked.

"NO!/ DON'T!" Both Gambia and Desire protested, not wanting to smell anything weird.

"Push the sides and roll the sphere," I suggested, so we quickly gathered at one side of the spherical barrier.

"Ready!" Desire roused. "PUSH!" she yelled as we pushed the wall. The barrier slowly rolled, as we exerted more effect.

"Can you reduce the thickness? *pant*" I asked huffingly.

"Damn! You are always increasing the difficulty of my work," Barto complained, but complied.

Then it became easy to roll the sphere. We rolled, increasing the speed. "We successfully moved. What should we do now?" Desire asked.

"Just focus on pushing. If you fall, you will drag us down," I reminded.

As we are so focused on moving the 'Sphearrier' we did not consider the direction, so... "Wall! There is a wall! We are going to crash!" Gambia yelled. But it's too late, *crack* *plop* we cracked the wall, burst out of the ship, and fell into the sea.

"Huh!? We fell into the sea?" Desire asked in disbelief.

"We need to swim ashore or we will continue to sink and won't be able to breathe," I reminded.

"Barto! remove the barrier and get ready," Gambia nodded.

"Hmph! Don't worry! I'm always ready," Barto snorted.

"We would never know," Desire mocked him.

"Who saved your ass when you fell into the sea while boat racing?" Barto sneered. "Brat! Do you know to swim? Want me to carry you? Hehahaha!" Barto asked.

'If only I can remember.' I thought. "I don't know, I have memory loss," I revealed truthfully.

"Fine! I will help you. Get ready," Barto reminded before removing the barrier. Water rushed to fill the space, but I got a familiar feeling as soon as I touch the water as if I belong there. I soon got used to the water and swam easily, others also got used to it and swimming up. 'Huh?' I saw something unbelievable. The man who bragged about his swimming ability and provided to help me is sinking.

'The hell? Why can't he swim? He looks weak. Is it the side effect of the Barrier?" I thought, rushing towards him. I soon caught him and dragged him to the surface. Since the 'Sphearrier' is heavy, it sunk a little deep and added to Barto's drowning, I think I can't hold my breath.

Suddenly I felt itchy on the sides of my neck, then the suffocation vanished. 'I can breathe underwater?' my eyes widened. But looking at white-eyes(unconscious) Barto, 'Check it later,' I broke out of the water surface and dragged Barto ashore.

"*huff* What happened? *huff*" Desire asked, gasping for breath.

"Don't know! He just sunk straight down," I explained, touching the side of my neck, and feeling the gills.

"Impossible! He is good at swimming," Gambia denied in disbelief.

"Stupid Barto! Wake up," Desire stomped on Barto's bloated stomach. *pssssh* Water fountain spewed from his mouth before he woke up coughing, "*cough* *cough* *spit* What happened? *ha*" Barto asked in confusion.

"You are asking us?" Desire fumed.

"I don't know... as soon as the water touched me, I felt weak all over... Why is this happening?" Barto despaired.

"Only devil fruit users will feel like that," a voice answered. We snapped our head towards the voice to see a 9-10 yr old blond kid walking over leading a bunch of kids.

These kids rushed to the other three and asked or checked their condition. My eyes never left the blond kid who is walking towards me. I intuitively know he is familiar to me.

"Momo-chan! Are you alright? Did you get hurt?" the blond kid asked.

As soon as I heard this, my expectation vanish then have the urge to beat him up and somehow felt repulsive. "Sorry! You found the wrong person. It is mentioned on my watch that my name is John, John Doe. So..." I removed my arm from him and walked towards Barto's gang, leaving a shock-stricken blond.

The boy reacted, "I'm Sanji! Don't you... Oh No! You even forgot your name? How can you remember mine?" Sanji wailed. "It's me! You can't remember even after seeing this awesome eyebrow?" he questioned.

"It's all my fault! If I was strong enough, I wouldn't have let you get caught," he muttered. I slightly felt sorry for him... only slightly.

"But... look at this. Do you remember anything?" he showed a metallic red medallion. As soon as I saw it, I felt connected to it... by blood?

"Do you remember? You will remember something if you see it. At least some basics. You jokingly called it 'memory save', just like saving in the game like we played that day on your watch," Sanji babbled.

"No!" I replied, putting a stop to his nonsense.

"It's different! There is Really something wrong with you," Sanji said, seriously absent of his previous goofiness, and asked a series of questions.

"This is not your normal STML. You are in a complete blank state and don't have basic knowledge of this world and you don't have weird annoying personalities," he analyzed. "What happened? Did you get hit in your head?" he questioned and checked my head.

I allowed him to find the truth for myself. "You are hit in the head alright," Sanji nodded.

"I think this is temporary. You will return to normal, I hope," he said. "Yeah! Note down what happened in the logbook, so 'you' can know what happened," he replied, hurrying toward the commotion. 'Oh! thugs are getting ashore,' I noticed.

After a while, they subdued these thugs and tied them up. I neared them after updating Logbook, '...so that disgusting fruit I ate is Devil Fruit? Then I can't swim but get an awesome barrier power? Cool! Hehahahaha!" Barto laughed, getting an answer from Sanji.

"What do we do with them?" Desire asked angrily. Everyone became silent.

"I heard that their boss is not on the ship, but is getting treated somewhere. Why don't we pay him a visit?" I grinned maliciously, then they slowly matched my grin.

"Hmph! The person helping him is probably behind the scene, master," Barto added.

"Yeah! He can't blatantly kidnap and sell people without powerful support," Desire scoffed.

"It must be either noble or some gang. Since there are not many nobles on this island, the probability of them being a gang is pretty high," Sanji deduced. "We will leave the island soon," he pointed at me. "So we can only help you deal with the boss," he added.

"So you are saying, if we take any action, then their revenge will fall on our gang?" Barto asked thoughtfully. "Hehahahaha! They kidnapped our people and you are asking if I need to take action?" Barto laughed.

"Hell yeah! I will take action. What do you, boys say?" he roared. They roared back in approval.

"Barto..." Desire whispered, tears swelling in her eyes.

"Don't stop me, Desire, I will avenge you," Barto proclaimed, looking mighty. "Are you moved to tears now? Hehahaha!" which he destroyed instantly.

"Who is moved to tears?" Desire yelled, punching his head. All of them laughed at this.

«BEEP» sounded from my wrist. "Ah! Finally!" Sanji cheered.

"Huh!? Where am I? Who are you guys? Don't get near me! I have 10,000 subordinates," I yelled, Iris bordered yellow.

"He returned normal. Look here," Sanji showed the medallion. As soon as I saw Sanji's swirly eyebrows, I calm down and then read the blinking watch.

"Ah! Bubbles! What are we doing here?" I asked familiarly. "Huh? This stupid hair looks familiar?" I mused, pointing at Barto's hair.

"Who are you calling stupid? Brat!" Barto raged.

"Everyone calm down! Let's get our injuries treated. I will ask the old geezer to cook a meal for us," Sanji soothed the situation. Then we...]... enjoyed a good meal after getting another kick from Geezer. We dealt with the boss and Barto club -which I named- officially got into a war with a gang. We also taught the Scrapyard manager a lesson. And to my surprise, the project 'I' work on is intact, but all the books about mechanics and automobiles 'I' printed vanished, as if someone protected my work but took my book as payment.

«Entry -4950 - Year:1513 - December-End» I have been staying with Sanji for nearly six months, and these past months, Baratie opened for business, I learned to fight from Zeff along with Sanji. Also, showed the videos of Muay Thai, Karate, Kickboxing, Taekwondo & Capoeira, and inspired Sanji, Made Sanji drag the boat by swimming while grocery shopping to Loguetown, Met Barto Club & joined gang war to experiment what we trained, gave Sanji a copy of Navy's six styles and asked him to focus on Geppo, Shave, and Flying Kick. I also improved my training, I did my normal training of spear, fencing, dual-wielding Katana, staff, kicking, shooting, tail whipping, claw slashing & strengthening, Fire control, Fishman Karate, Bio-Feedback, and...[...flying to strengthen my wings so that they won't get dragged due to changes in my body weight. Since I'm in Baratie, I can only train underwater or in the sky, so now I can quickly find the water flow and differentiate the wind direction & its density. Flapping my wings, I circled above Baratie, hidden in the night sky.

I need to praise 'past me' for finding a way to learn Bio-feedback by himself by fumbling around. Only because of it did I change my useless wings strong enough to fly me. 'If I simplify my experience and publish a book to Sky Island, then can all of those Angles fly?' I wondered.

Feeling my sore wings, I landed on the roof of Baratie, wrapping my wings around my shoulder, and descended from the roof. "... I got a new fan. At one time, when I contacted the long-arm tribe and made them faint from the anger, I heard someone playing music nearby, so I played music along getting his attention. Yohohoho! his name is Apoo. We exchanged number, and He consults me if he has any doubts in music," I heard a familiar voice.

"Hmph! When I become a famous chef, I will also have many female fans chasing after me," Sanji snorted. 'You will surely be chased by 'females' for two years,' I humped.

"Yohohoho! Good, then I will ask them to show my panties," Brook replied.

"You Pervert!" Sanji scolded. "Speaking of sound, from some anime and movies I watched, they use sound to attack. In one anime, they use sound to make the enemy fall into an illusion. Some even use sound to launch an invisible sound wave to destroy things. Can you do it?" Sanji asked curiously.

"Oh! Making enemies fall into illusion using music and using a sound wave to destroy things?" Brook asked.

"Yeah!" Sanji nodded, eager for an answer.

"Hmm... I know about it... but I can't do it. Yohohoho!" Brook laughed as Sanji face faulted.

"Are You Kidding me? Go and Die," Sanji raged.

"You hurt my heart by saying cruel words Sanji-san, Ah! But I don't have a heart, Yohohoho! Oh! I'm also dead, Yohohoho," Brook replied, angering Sanji further.

"Shitty bones! I will make a soup out of you if you get in my hands," Sanji yelled. Speaking of Brook, I get angry for no reason hearing his name, so I dumped the transponder Snail to Sanji and made him get in contact with Brook.

Ignoring the bickering between Sanji and Brook, I stomped to my allocated room. Just before I closed my door, "... is he back?" Brook asked.

"Hmm! He went to his room," Sanji replied. "What happened? He got angry hearing your name, even though he won't remember," he asked.

"*sigh* I will tell you later, but don't worry, he will return..."I heard their conversation. Then went to bed.

Waking up the next morning and then doing my usual shenanigans of screaming 'Where am I?' after accepting the fact that I'm in One piece world I descended downstairs.

I saw the cooks working busily preparing to open the restaurant after greeting everyone and taking my breakfast prepared on the table, and I found the diner after a long while.

After finishing my breakfast, I took the dual wooden Katana and stepped out on the raised fins of Baratie.

*ha* *hu* *whoosh* I saw Sanji training. As soon as I saw Sanji, I got annoyed for no reason.

"Oi! Shitty cook! Get lost! I need to train," I yelled, my green-dominant Iris glinting in annoyance.

"What did you say?" Sanji looked bewildered/annoyed.

"I said, Get Lost!" I repeated. Sanji's eyes narrowed. He relaxed after seeing how I held two The Katanas and the way I carried myself.

"You know! This personality is the most annoying one," Sanji sighed, frustrated.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, confused.

"I said, Make Me!" Sanji replied, tapping his foot and readying for a fight.

"With pleasure," I grinned evilly, rushing toward Sanji, beginning our brawl. At first, I couldn't keep up with him, since he was already warmed up, but slowly I got used to it. Even though I can defeat a normal adult without Electro, I can only keep up with Sanji, despite only learning to fight for the past six months.

'Hump! I'm only a six-year-old kid,' I consoled myself. I also noticed that Sanji's movements are different from the anime. He uses his knees often with a combination of kicks. 'This is a result of my influence.' I nodded proudly.

"Bastard! Don't act like that old geezer. Why are you looking proud?" Sanji yelled angrily.

"What? I'm just proud of how I converted an idiotic cook to fight like this," I smirked, shamelessly.

"You taught me NOTHING!" Sanji roared as I dodged his kick.

"Yeah! Then where did you learn to fight? It's different from old geezers," I demanded.

"Hmph! I learned it from the video, and it has nothing to do with you. Besides, you fucking can't remember how that geezer fights," Sanji cursed, not mentioning that the video was from me.

"Oh!" I nodded, disregarding Sanji, readying for my training.

"Don't ignore me, bastard," Sanji yelled.

"Did you say anything? Discipline!?" I asked as Sanji fumed.

'You wait! I will get revenge with my meal,' Sanji muttered, I looked at him suspiciously. 'Did he learn to make weird dishes?'

"Speaking of discipline! Usopp calls frequently and asks for Tatue-sensei," Sanji changed his subject.

"Usopp!?" I look confused. "How do you know him?" I asked in surprise. 'What are all the changes I brought due to my influence?' I wondered.

"Oh! He is the one who supplies Pop Green ingredients to our restaurant," Sanji revealed. "You introduced him to us," he added.

"Then he must be rich," I asked subconsciously. 'Will he become a pirate if he is rich?' I wondered.

"Probably," Sanji nodded.

"Why is he searching for this Tatue person?" I questioned, confused. 'Why are we even having this conversation? How am I related?' I lamented. Sanji looked at me in disbelief.

"You are HIM! Asshole," Sanji scolded, breathing angrily.

"He wants to thank you for sending his father back in time to rescue his mom," Sanji replied, as I paled.

"Oh! Is his mom cured?" I asked, suppressing my emotion.

"His dad took his mom with him to find a doctor to cure her," he added.

I nodded, 'Great! I stopped one straw hat from becoming a pirate,' I facepalmed in disbelief.

"You bastards! Get lost! The customers are about to arrive," a voice yelled at us.

I saw a large, muscular man with somewhat oversized forearms, prominent lips, and black hair formed in an elaborate goatee around his chin. "Damn! Popeye the second!" I blurted, Sanji snickered.

"I not Popeye, bastard," Patty roared. "Besides, who is first?" he asked curiously.

"Do you want spinach? Loser," Sanji mocked Patty.

"Who are you calling loser? Swirly-bastard," Patty retorted.

"*Puchi* Hahaha! Swirly-bastard? It's funny," I roared in laughter.

"Bastard! You are the one who taught him!" Sanji yelled.

"They are a bad influence on you. This whole chapter contains most of swear words than the whole story combined," I preached.

"What are you talking about?' Sanji looked at me in confusion.

"Erm! I don't know!" I scratched my head in confusion. 'What was that? Chapter? Story? Why did I spout this nonsense?' I wondered.

"Don't ignore me! Assholes!" Patty yelled at us.

"Bugger Off! Loser!" Sanji cursed in annoyance.

"Why You!?" Patty trembled angrily.

I shook my head and turned, ignoring their bickering. "What? You lost in a Shokugeki battle and promised to work..." Sanji began as I walked off, thinking about Usopp.

'I changed the story so much. What do I do now? I don't know what other things I have done to change the story. I hope they are not salvageable," I grumbled.

"I swear I will not meddle in others' business,' I vowed.

"Look! Sun Pirate Fishman Jinbe has become the Warlord of the sea," Carne shouted in disbelief.

"Really? Show me," other chefs crowded around him.

'Oh! It's about time that Arlong was released and arrived in East Blue. And time to leave for Conomi islands,' I decided, totally disregarding the vow that I made seconds ago.

Soon Sanji and Patty arrived, hearing the commotion, noticing that most of them were present. "Guys! It's time for me to leave," I announced.

"Oh!", "Bye!", "Leave! quickly customers are about to arrive," etc. were the response I received.

"What's with this lukewarm reaction? Assholes!" I cursed at their insensitivity.

"Shut Up! Bastard! You are saying the same thing every day for the past month, as if we will believe you," One cook retorted.

I became embarrassed hearing this, "I'm leaving for real this time," I stressed, but they waved their hands nonchalantly as if shooing a fly.

Fuming in anger, I stormed toward my room to pack my bag. Soon I arrived in front of... these bastards again? "What!? Did you get lost?" Patty mocked as my green-dominant Iris squinted at him.

"I got lost? It's funny. The rooms move around due to the ship swaying in the sea. It's basic common knowledge. You don't even know that? And you came to cook?" I snapped, "That's why you lost and sold yourself to crap cook," I mocked.

"Damn! Who are you calling crap? Road Idiot," Sanji growled.

"Shut your trap! Swirly brows," I snarled.

"That's it!" Sanji yelled.

"What's the commotion about? Huh! Customers are about to arrive," Zeff arrived calmly.

"It's them, Owner Zeff," a chef pointed at us.

"*bang* *bang* If you want to fight, get out," Zeff kicked the two of us as we crashed onto the table.

"Ah! Damn Geezer!" Sanji cursed, wailing in pain.

"Fuck! Stupid Zeff! Why did you hit me?" I cursed, enduring the pain.

"Do you two need a beating? Actually daring to scold the owner?" other chefs got angry.

"Leave them alone! The customers will arrive at any time," Zeff side-eyed us and ordered.

"*Hiss* Oi! Zeff! I'm leaving," I yelled. The restaurant fell into a brief silence, then they roared in laughter.

"Don't worry! Owner Zeff! He will forget again," one chef laughed.

"Ignore him! Let's continue our business," another mocked.

I ignored these bastard chefs and stared at Zeff silently. "Are you sure?' Zeff asked after a while.

"Yeah! I stayed here for six months. It's time to return," I replied.

Zeff stared at me silently, "Ok! Take care, contact us frequently. Where are you going?" he complied.

"First! The Goa Kingdom then will decide the next course," I replied, remembering the Reminder Note.

"Goa Kingdom? Isn't the company that organizes Sokugeki originate from there?" Carne yelped.

"There is also one that does odd jobs. They have strong people," another one said.

"I also heard that we will collaborate with them for 'Home delivery after the machine that John invented is mass-produced," Patty added.

"It's called Jet-ski, it is already tested and mostly used by Barto Club in LogueTown," Sanji revealed, as I stood there dumbfounded. 'Sokugeki? Jet-ski? Damn! Who Am I? Doing these crazy things?' I paled as my Iris became normal.

"It's convenient to get grocery shopping. I don't need to drag a boat anymore," Sanji shivered remembering being chased by a shark while dragging a boat with a psychotic silver-haired kid standing on the boat, laughing crazily.

"Hmph! That thing can't hold many things. So you need to do your job well," Zeff shattered Sanji's wishful thinking.

"What!? No way!" Sanji fell on his fours in despair.

Ignoring their reaction, I nodded at Zeff and reached my room. The thing that got my attention is a printer, it seems 'I' stole *ahem* got it from Marines. I also noticed many books about mechanics, automobiles, cooking, recipes, etc. which I probably printed by connecting my watch to this printer.

I quickly packed the necessary things in a travel bag, *clink* *clank* then took a worn-out clattering cloth bag- treasure. I took a new cloth, wrapped it over this cloth bag, strengthened it, and then placed it in the travel bag.

Then I exited the room carrying the travel bag and my 'Portable vehicle' only to find that customers arrived and everyone was busy.

"Hmm! Where is that idiot?" I looked for the blonde figure and did not find him.

"Oi! Where is Sanji?" I yelled at the chef.

"He went to buy groceries," one chef replied without looking up from work.

"Oh!" I nodded and went out through the backdoor. I looked at the ship and sighed. "You sent him out?" I asked after feeling Zeff, who walked out nearby.

"Yeah! But he probably guessed the reason and does not want to say goodbye," Zeff shrugged.

I nodded, "Fine! I will discuss regarding Home delivery with them when I reach the Goa Kingdom." and guaranteed.

"Before that, where is the Jet Ski they mentioned?" I asked eagerly, to see the thing I made.

Zeff nodded and took me to the place where it was parked. It looks similar to the one from my previous life, but combining the weird technology tree of this world, it looks weird.

Since the magnet will not get affected outside the Grandline, generating electricity is simple. It's generated from a thermal-powered generator, which works by burning garbage or simply throwing dried-up plants of Pop Green. Well, electricity is common here, it's not like they use candles everywhere.

The engine is a water jet engine that sucks water from the bottom and ejects from behind, propelling the vehicle. But it is difficult to make it, only skilled engineers and technology can overcome it. "With weird technology tree it is possible," I muttered.

I looked at my portable bag and Jet Ski. "I'm taking it," I grinned, "Make Sanji drag the boat for a few months," I laughed, thinking about his reaction.

Zeff smirked in amusement. "You made it, so you decide," he replied.

I opened the seat and stored my luggage. It has big enough space under it. 'If it is insulated, then it can be used as food storage, perfect for home delivery.' I nodded in satisfaction.

Getting on the vehicle, I look awkward as my leg dangles in the air, "You made this yourself, why didn't you consider the height?" I yelled, pointing at myself.

"Hahahahaha!" Zeff began to laugh at my comical situation.

"Goodbye! Geezer. Oh! Advance Happy New Year," I yelled, turning the throttle to quickly escape from the embarrassment...]... thus I ended my stay in Baratie and began my new journey.

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"Man, I'm hungry," John stretched, putting aside the watch, and stood up. Opening the door, he spotted a pirate. "Hey! Mook! I'm hungry," he roared.

"Eeep!" the pirate was startled. John narrowed his eyes.

"Why are you trembling? Are you up to something?" John demanded.

"No! Sir! I'm just looking at that," he said, pointing in the distance.

"What's that?" John looked to see a small dot zooming in the distance.

"You don't know?" Pirate looked at me in disbelief.

"Answer me!" John yelled.

"That's Jet ski! It's been used regularly for the past few years," he explained. "It is mostly used for urgent delivery," he explained.

'Damn! I only read it in the Logbook but to actually see it soon. It feels like I just time-traveled.' John grinned in excitement. 'I don't care anymore about how I affected the Canon, but look forward to look at the changes I brought.' he thought.

"It's exciting!" John muttered eagerly.

"Eh!? What?" the pirate asked.

"Where is the food? You're slacking?" John slightly smacked him on the head.

"I will notify," he ran, covering his head in pain.

John wondered what that weird organization mentioned in the logbook. It seems to have been created last year. 'Damn! Why did I skip a part while reading the Logbook? The exciting part must be after I met Ace and Sabo. But I skipped them?' he wondered.

"What the heck? It's manipulation," John yelled, to no one. "Is it the author's fault or God's fault? But why do I feel an urge to hit a monkey?" he wondered.

[...What are you blabbering?...] Bag-E questioned, suddenly

"Fuck! You startled me! And I told you to maintain silence near other humans," John scolded Bag-E, strapped on my back.

[Don't worry! My sensor indicates there is no one nearby] Bag-E explained.

"You decided to not listen?" John fumed.

[Mister! I'm not yours] Bag-E replied with honorifics as if I'm a stranger.

"Fine! You are awesome! I won't survive without you and will become a corpse at the bottom of the sea," John cajoled Bag-E as my Iris flashed purple.

[John! I'm just experimenting, blackmailing. I didn't really mean it] Bag-E replied.

John became speechless. 'Even A. I. needs to be comforted. I'm scared of my future,' he lamented, totally the opposite of 'seeing the changes' he just looked forward to.

"Sir! your food is ready. Follow me," the pirate informed.

John nodded and followed him into the cabin, but when he turned the corner, he stopped spotting all the pirates ready with their weapons.

*step* *step* *step* John heard footsteps behind him and knew that he was surrounded. The pirates moved to reveal Jango walking out with a bandage plastered on where John hit.

"Just because you sneak attacked, don't think you won," Jango sneered, looking confident.

"You think you can defeat me with numbers?" John scoffed in dismissal.

"You...! When I say One, Two, Jango! You will join our pirate crew," he shrieked, taking his chakra.

"As if this will work on me." John disregards his attempt.

"Look here! One, Two, Jang- *Thunk*" Jango began before something hit me on the head.

"What are you looking at? This is how we welcome newcomers," the pirate whom John asked for food earlier sneered, holding a metal pipe, which is dented after hitting me.

"Asshole! Why did you hit him?" Jango yelled in disbelief.

"Captain! He hit me in the head. I don't like being hit in the head," the pirate replied stubbornly.

"Did you die? Huh? No? Then go and die," Jango roared.

"Captain! You are partial. Why are you supporting him?" the pirate protested in disbelief.

"You! The hypnotism is not complete. You hit him before he got hypnotized," Jango yelled, as every pirate paled.

They quickly distanced from John and looked at him in terror. John silently looked at everything that happened, and when everyone focused on him, "That..." John began.

'That...?' everyone gulped.

"Where Am I? Who Am I? Who Are You guys? What's happening?" John fired questions rapidly to understand his situation.

"WHAT!?" every pirate face-faulted in shock.

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Author: Hehehe! When they read the beginning, they must have thought that I solved the personality problem. But they wouldn't have thought that I created a 'fresh' problem. Just thinking about what a 'Blank' John will do excites me.

?: So? Why does he have complete blank memory loss?

Author: It's because of what happened to him in the Goa Kingdom.

?: Oh! Then why did you skip that part of the story?

Author: I haven't thought...*crash* GAH! Who are you?

?: HeheheheHAHAHAHAHAAAAA! I'm...