𝗚𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 & 𝗯𝗼𝗹𝘁𝘀 ┃One Piece [SLOW UPDATES?]

20. It's the old pervert's fault

"What an old pervert."

"Huh!? I'm not that old I'm only thirty-seven, the man you were talking to is much older, he's forty-one!"

"But he doesn't look like a pervert, you do."

Were you seriously having this conversation with a drunk Yonko? Yes, Were you amusing the crew? Hell, they were enjoying watching their captain curl into a ball on the floor crying as he mumbled that he wasn't that old. Even Mihawk hid a small smile at the scene. Drops of sweat ran down your temple when you saw the childish behavior of the man, who got up with determination, he grabbed your hand making you stumble because you were sitting down, if you hadn't finished your drink you would surely be soaked.

"I'll show you I'm not a pervert!"

"So you already admit you're old?"

"Wait that's not-"

"Besides, your holding me around the waist makes me think the opposite of what you want."

"I didn't want to-"

Everyone burst out laughing the more you messed with the poor drunk redhead, who was trying to prove his point with contradictions, but that didn't break his spirit either, it made him happy to see his comrades having fun. You also had a good time, it's been a long time since you had "discussions" so heated that it made you laugh until you almost cried. In short, you were all having a good time, yes, even Mihawk, mostly because Shanks was now distracted and not giving him a headache.

Of course, every good moment either ends or is interrupted, in this case it was the second case, some brave pirates who had the balls to try to take the bounty from Shanks, the poor guys trembled in their boots just by looking at the crew but they seemed the enough idiots to declare that they would take the head of their captain, who could only laugh at the well-adventured idiots.

"W-we'll take S-Shanks's head and take the old lady as a prize!"

Everything would have been laughter if it hadn't been for the fact that the one they were calling old lady was you, you weren't fighting to appear younger, but really? You had already been mistaken for someone who looked much older than you, maybe all that hard work and smoke spoiled your skin, but calling you old lady was stepping on a line you weren't going to allow.

"Hey, if you really wanted to spend time with me, just tell me."

You slipped over the redhead's grip, approaching with determined steps the guy who was pointing his poor gun at his supposed victim, now letting the barrel of the gun press against your chest due to how close you were. You smiled, hiding your annoyance, taking a small ball out of your pocket.

"I trust you, come on, can you take this for me while you defeat that guy?"

You pointed at Shanks nonchalantly, trying to hold back a laugh at the aura of depression at not being recognized and simply being called "guy." The state of drunkenness added to his momentary slump seemed to give the pirate courage, oh poor thing. You gave him a pat of encouragement, rather good luck, because he was going to need it, you went back to your previous position, right next to Mihawk who was watching expectantly how this scene would unfold, quite attentive to the thing that had left the guy, which he seemed to have simply kept on his clothes or near him.

The swordsman thought for a moment that it was some kind of trap for Shanks, causing the pirates to attack without a chance and causing the mysterious object to weaken his annoying friend in some way, but seeing how your malicious gaze was directed at those same pirates completely ruled out that option.

Silence was created for a few minutes until the attacking band gave a war cry to start fighting, they didn't even have time to advance towards the redhead when a lot of smoke completely filled the room, anticipating the facts you had opened the windows of the place.

When everyone could see again the crew of mediocre pirates were all passed out on the ground, part of their clothes singed, the captain's face was black as fire from the explosion.

"Oops."

You stuck out your tongue, taking the device that rolled out of that guy's pants, it was just a reusable time bomb once you reloaded it with gunpowder, you put it away just like the remote control, receiving funny looks from Shanks.

"Don't we have a little fighter here? I ended up liking you so much that you couldn't even see how they tried to hurt me, how cute."

"What? Of course not, I know you know how to defend yourself even if you're one-armed, those idiots have been calling me old lady, they had no forgiveness.

"Well, and you're not? You look quite old."

"That's why I say you're an old pervert, I'm only nineteen."

The mouth of everyone present hit the floor just as their eyes popped out of their sockets, wait, did they all think you were older? Completely ignoring the yelling and complaining that you must be joking or lying, the air around you seemed to turn hot, as if horns and a tail had grown out of nowhere. None of the people who thought you were over twenty-seven got out of there without a hit, especially Shanks, you almost wrecked the tavern because of you trying to catch him and trying to hit him.

In fact, tomorrow you should stay a little longer than planned before leaving to fix the hole you left in the ground when you wanted to kick the man for the purpose of make him nut free, but you ended up hitting the air, you didn't want to make excuses but, it was all the old pervert's fault.