The Winemaker's Nanny (Mihawk X Reader)

Chapter 8 : Rooftop

Chapter 8 : Rooftop

For the third time that day, a sigh escaped your lips, a soft exhalation marking the moments of transition and reflection amidst the day's events.

The afternoon had been spent at Makino's place, a welcome interlude filled with the warmth of familiar faces and the comfort of shared meals.

There, Luffy, ever drawn to the company of friends and food, had opted to remain behind with Makino and Shanks, a decision that left you to continue with the tasks at hand.

Gratefully, Mihawk had offered a ride back to the house, his thoughtfulness extending to the practicalities of your shared responsibilities.

The timing was impeccable, with the arrival of the furniture delivery looming—a critical step in preparing the house for its new inhabitants.

Now, you found yourself standing on the front lawn, your gaze tracking the steady procession of delivery men as they transported piece after piece of furniture into the house.

The rhythm of their movements, a dance of coordination and effort, unfolded before you, a tangible manifestation of the house's slow transformation.

As for Mihawk, your benefactor and employer, his whereabouts had become a mystery once again.

Whether he had ventured inside the house or taken to attending other matters, you couldn't be certain.

Yet, in his absence, you found a kind of solace, an appreciation for the trust he placed in you to oversee the remainder of the day's tasks.

It was a responsibility you did not take lightly, especially with the countdown pressing ever closer—only two days remained until the children were to start school.

The urgency of settling them into their new home was paramount, a goal that drove you to ensure everything was in place, ready to welcome them with open arms and a sense of belonging.

This moment, poised on the cusp of significant change, found you both reflective and determined.

The task at hand was clear, and with each piece of furniture that crossed the threshold of the house, you moved one step closer to creating a space that felt like a home—a sanctuary for Mihawk's family, where memories would be made and cherished in the days to come.

As you stood overseeing the delivery process, one of the men approached you with a request, a clipboard extended in your direction.

"Miss, can you kindly sign off on this," he asked, his tone respectful yet eager to wrap up this part of the delivery efficiently.

You accepted the clipboard, carefully flipping through the documents it held before affixing your signature where required.

The task completed, you returned the clipboard to the delivery man and then ventured into the living room to tackle the next phase of the setup—removing the protective wrappings from the newly arrived furniture.

It was during this process that you realized the necessity for a few additional purchases, items specifically meant to make the house more comfortable for you and Luffy.

Deciding to act on this realization immediately, you retrieved your laptop from your bag and dived into the world of online shopping, adding the needed items to your virtual cart.

However, the completion of your purchases brought an unwelcome discovery—your bank account balance had dwindled to an uncomfortably low level.

The realization prompted a frustrated response, "Fucking balls.." you muttered under your breath, rubbing your temple as you tried to process the financial pinch you now found yourself in.