Bewitched Marriage - A Law X Reader-Story

Chapter 14.2 - The Pirate Festival | Day 2

So here are the warnings about what this story (might) contains:

- spoilers
- bad (?) language

You've been warned ;)

Here comes Part 14.2!

[Y/N] = your name
[Y/MN] = your mother's name
[Y/HC] = your hair colour
[Y/EC] = your eye colour

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Law still couldn't believe it. When did [Y/N] get so strong?

He gave you another suspicious look while you were arguing with Bone-ya, bent over some sheets of paper with notes and lines of text.

>>What's wrong, Torao? Don't you like strong women?<< Nico-ya smiled and leaned back in her chair.

The festival committee had decided that there would be a two-hour break between the last and this contest.

>>It doesn't matter, Robin.<< Nami-ya grinned broadly and leaned on Law's shoulders. >> Our dear Torao is more afraid that [Y/N] will kick him in the buttocks if he gets on her nerves again.<<

The women laughed and Law stood up. He didn't have to listen to that any longer.
Annoyed, he pulled his hat over his face and went to his crew, who had still succumbed to victory frenzy and toasted with Zoro-ya and Jimbei-ya.

Tsk... His crew must have forgotten that the competition was far from over!

>>Men!<< He called them right and immediately they stood at attention.

At least they still had respect for him...

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>>Oh [Y/N].... How are we supposed to do this? We need a band for these songs... But there are only two of us... << Brook sighed and buried his face in his bony hands.

>>But Brook. If the rules state that only a maximum of three members of a crew or alliance can perform, then they must have taken some precautions. Nobody can do a real song without a band.<<

>>Little lady.<< Kid stepped closer and pointed behind him. >>One of the officials is standing there. Just ask him.<<

You beamed at him with joy. Kid had a rough shell, but a soft core.

>>Thank you!<< Together with Brook, you followed Kid's advice.

The administrator looked surprised. >>What? But of course, you get a band. Each crew that performs has a band of three men and three women at their side. These are all volunteers from crews who are not participating in the competition.<<

>>Really? But so far...<< You looked around desperately when Brook nudged you gently.

>>Could it be these guys over there?<< He nodded slightly in one direction.

In a niche, between a beer and a souvenir stand, stood a small group of people, trembling and staring in your direction. When both, you and Brook, looked at them, they literally shuddered. One even passed out.

>>Oh dear...<< You sighed.

The administrator looked around and beamed. >>There. This is your band!<<

>>But they're shivering with fear!<<, you groaned while Brook's shoulders sagged in despair.

>>This is all my fault... I'm so sorry, [Y/N]...<<