Lost In One Piece

1. The Confusion

"Where the hell am I?"

Gojo Satoru blinked, his eyes adjusting to the dim light of the unfamiliar surroundings. The last thing he remembered was teasing Nanami about sweets-an endeavor that predictably earned him nothing more than a blank stare. But during their conversation, something strange had happened. Small black spots had started to cloud his vision, and before he knew it, he was engulfed by darkness. The next moment, he woke up here, in a large, cold cell filled with frightened children.

His head throbbed with confusion. *What kind of dream is this?* Gojo thought, rubbing his temples.
But as he took in the reality of the situation, the damp smell, the cold stone floor beneath him, and the scared murmurs of the children around him, he realized this was no dream.

"How did I end up here?" Gojo muttered to himself, panic rising in his chest. He slapped his cheek, hoping to snap out of whatever nightmare he was trapped in, but the sting on his skin confirmed that this was, indeed, real.

His self-reflection was interrupted by a soft voice. "You must be new here," a young girl's voice said, her tone tinged with both curiosity and melancholy. Gojo turned to see a girl with long black hair and striking blue eyes, who was eyeing him with a mix of interest and pity. "Welcome to the worst place in the world. Congratulations on being captured by slavers-they'll probably sell you to the Celestial Dragons since you're... well, you're quite beautiful."

Gojo blinked, her words slowly sinking in. "Thanks for the compliment, but... wait, what? Celestial Dragons? Slavers?" His confusion deepened, but something else was off. He glanced down at his hands, only to find that they were much smaller than he remembered. "Hold on... am I a kid?" He brought his hands closer to his face, squinting in the dim light. "No way. This can't be real."

The girl, noticing his bewilderment, gave him a quizzical look. "You seriously don't know about the Celestial Dragons? Did they hit your head too hard?"

Gojo considered his options. He didn't sense any cursed energy around him, and whatever had brought him here seemed to have changed him physically as well. He decided to play along. "I, uh... I don't remember much. Maybe I've got amnesia."

The girl sighed, clearly exasperated. "The Celestial Dragons are the World Nobles. They're the ones who control everything, and they do whatever they want without any consequences. They look down on everyone else, calling them commoners. And now, you're in Mary Geoise, the capital of the World Government."

Gojo's eyes narrowed as he processed the information. *This definitely isn't Japan. So how do I get out of here?*

"What's your name, by the way?" he asked, deciding that making allies might be his best bet.

The girl hesitated before replying, "I'm Boa Hancock, and I'm fifteen. And these are my sisters, Boa Marigold and Boa Sandersonia."

Gojo peered through the dim light to see two more girls, each with distinct features. Marigold had striking orange hair, and Sandersonia sported vibrant green locks. Both nodded at him in greeting.

"So what about you?" Hancock asked. "Do you at least remember your name?"Gojo smiled, trying to hide his growing anxiety.

"Yeah, I think so. I'm Gojo Satoru. But... I don't really remember my age. How old do I look to you?"

The sisters exchanged pitying glances, each one offering their own guess. "Probably around 13," Hancock guessed.

"Are you blind? He's definitely 10." Sandersonia argued.

Marigold shook her head. "I don't know. Maybe he's just malnourished and looks younger."

Gojo chuckled internally. *If only they knew I'm 28. But I guess being a kid again has its perks.*