in another world ; one piece : bnha

049

chapter forty nine
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x. 3d2y arc

Law woke up to the news of Shoto having said his farewells-- which he heard from Penguin and Shachi who seemed to be shaken up a little. He was a little lost by their words. That was until Jimbe had calmly explained the situation.

"So, you're meaning to say that Icey-ya's been eaten by a fish?" Law questioned, brows furrowed in both confusion and worry.

"Well, yes. . . If you put it that way."

What a news to wake up to.

Shoto was unsure of where the fish was bringing him. But at this point, he wasn't even worried or afraid-- since Bakugo seems to know just where to take him, which was the kind of trust he would't mention.

Nonetheless, although he feels more comfortable with the fish, he for sure wasn't comfortable with how it goes. At the moment, he was holding himself for dear life, feeling his skin pull back from the pressure as Bakugo swam in the speed of a long lasting coup de burst.

Shoto was impressed to say the least, this was the kind of speed that ships won't be able to achieve.

Instead of actually waiting for days to reach the next island by ship, Bakugo was totally making it easier since if he maintains this speed-- they will definitely reach the destination in no time.

But the heterochromatic suddenly remembered how he didn't get to say a proper goodbye and thank you to everyone there. Still, he has this odd feeling in his guts that tells he'll bw meeting them soon.

He was relieved.

"Where are you planning to take me?" Shoto questioned the fish.

A fish. Of course it wouldn't reply in the same language.

Shoto found himself frowning, realizing that communication with Bakugo now seems entirely impossible unless he learns the fish language.

"Not somewhere troublesome, I hope."

That wasn't possible anymore.

After enduring the pressure of the speed that the fish was swimming at, Shoto finally got his rest as he was suddenly spat out on the land, making him wince slightly before regaining his composure.

"Thanks." Shoto acknowledged before looking around and noticing how eyes were staring at him from behind the dark forest.

He subconsciously felt intimidated and crept out as he immediately turned to Bakugo.

"Hey, are you sure this is the place? Maybe it's in the neighbor island--"

Bakugo swam away.

Shoto sighed, helpless. He really felt uncomfortable under the amount of stares. He didn't know what to do either. Especially when he was unfamiliar with this place.

"Please leave me alone, I'm not tasty."

He figured that they were hungry beasts, waiting to have him as dinner. But he can guarantee that he wouldn't be a tasty meal, especially when he will never be fairly cooked on all sides thanks to his burnt scar.

Shoto decided to be brave and light his hair with specks of fire, bright enough to create a light pathway, but not hot enough to render him bald on one side.

He slowly approached them, watching as they stepped back on instinct after seeing how the boy was on fire.

"Coming through." Shoto politely informed as he managed to convince the beasts to move away hesitantly.

After inching closer and closer, he could now see their faces more clearly. He was, in fact, partly wrong-- they were not total beasts like he had imagined, they had monkey-like features too. Though the shoulders were not broad enough to be classified as Gorillas.

But giving them a name comes later, he has to sprint away after seeing the amount of shining weapons they had.

They were going to make him a barbecue.

As he runs further and further down the forest, he could finally catch sight of a stony view, they were arranged as if in a ritual. And only now did Shoto realize how he had run into their territory, the exact same place they were probably going to cook him.

So, he made it easier for them then?

He's kinda glad he saved them from the trouble. But no, he will not resort to being barbecued. He's supposed to be boiled-- he was Macaroni, the new upgrade from being a tea cup.

He could see them sniffing. And then he puts the pieces together; monkey = banana.

Now where can he fetch them some banana?

While in the midst of an internal crisis, Shoto failed to notice a man walking towards him, a not so very pleased look on his face.

Before Shoto could say that he could climb up a tree to find them their food in exchange of his freedom, the creatures backed away after seeing the looming shadow that stood behind Shoto who only looked confused.

"What? Did you finally smell my vanilla body wash?"

Maybe they got the hint that he wouldn't taste like banana by the way he smells.

"Or. . ." Shoto then noticed the presence from behind him that almost seemed nonexistent. Jumping away, he joined the creatures as they stares at the man, backing a way slightly.

"Interesting. . . Weren't you just in the war? How did you find my island without a," The man paused for a second as his eyes scanned Shoto's wrist before continuing. "Log pose."

Shoto recognized the man as the strongest swordsman in the world-- he was basically Zoro's goal.

"You wouldn't believe me even if I say." The heterochromatic started warily, watching as Dracule Mihawk reached for the black blade on his back.

"Try me."

"A fish named Bakugo brought me here."

Mihawk paused. Shoto could have said a sea king and whatnot but he specified a fish, a fish with a name. Plus, he's sure animals can't detect his land, the waters around this part are basically dead.

But even if what he said was true, he was still going to attack anyway, for trespassing.

Mihawk swung his sword and that served as a go sign for Shoto and the monkeys to start running. After all, it would be a chase of a lifetime. Imagine having the greatest swordsman chase you with his deadly blade.