A quick notice before we start this chapter:
Yushiro is turned by Tamayo as a teenager. That's why he looks like that. Also, because so many years have passed, i made Yushiro immortal to the sun. Anyway..... Let's start already!
We see Garp and Yushiro standing outside a modest but inviting establishment called *Party's Bar*. The evening air is cool, and the faint sound of lively chatter drifts from within.
Garp gestures towards the entrance, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.
"Well... let's go inside," he says casually.
Yushiro nods, a quiet determination in his eyes.
"Yeah..."
They push open the door, and as they step inside, Yushiro's senses are immediately struck by the warm, welcoming atmosphere. The bar's interior exudes a cozy charm—soft lighting, wooden beams, and a faint scent of spices and alcohol lingering in the air. The place is bustling with conversation and laughter, a stark contrast to the quiet, tense moments outside. People sit at the counter and at small tables, sharing stories and enjoying each other's company. For a brief moment, Yushiro feels a flicker of something he hasn't felt in a long time—belonging, perhaps, or just a sense of peace.
Suddenly, his eyes land on a woman with striking green hair, gracefully making her way toward them. Her expression is warm but curious, and she moves with a confident ease.
?:"Hello, Garp-san and...?" She turns her gaze directly to Yushiro, her eyes twinkling with friendliness.
Garp's face breaks into a wide, mischievous smile, his eyes glinting with playful mischief.
Garp: "Oh, Makino! Hello to you too! And—" he pauses, adding with a loud, boisterous laugh—"This is my other grandson, Yushiro! HAHAH!"
Yushiro's eyes widen in shock, and a flicker of irritation crosses his face.
*What? Another grandson?* he thinks, feeling a mixture of surprise and frustration. *Garp, you never told me about this.*
Makino's eyes narrow slightly in surprise, her expression shifting to one of gentle curiosity.
Makino: "Ah! I didn't realize you had another grandson, Garp-san."
Yushiro turns sharply toward Garp, leaning in and whispering in an irritated, low tone.
Yushiro: "What are you—"
Garp, grinning mischievously, cuts him off with a loud, carefree laugh.
Garp: "HAHAH! Yeah! I haven't told you! My bad! Well... come on, let's go, my grandson."
Yushiro's eyes flash with annoyance as he clenches his fists.
Yushiro: "YOU LITTLE—"
Garp, unfazed, waves a hand dismissively.
Garp: "Let's go meet your brother. Don't make a fuss, now."
Yushiro, begrudgingly, mutters under his breath.
Yushiro: "Fine..."
They walk further into the bar, the atmosphere now feeling even more relaxed and lively. Yushiro's gaze sweeps across the room and lands on a small boy sitting quietly on a chair, no older than seven. The boy's bright, sparkling eyes catch Yushiro's attention immediately.
*That must be Luffy,* Yushiro thinks silently.
Luffy turns around at the sound of footsteps, his face lighting up with a wide, cheerful grin.
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The last demon in the One Piece world
FanfictionOver 100 years had passed since the battle against Muzan Kibutsuji. All the participants that fought in that gruesome war had all passed away during a time of peace from a world without demons. Yet, one from that time is still around. Yushiro, a dem...
