Luffy x isakai Girl

Truce

The president couldn't believe his eyes. As he stepped out into the field of horror, he couldn't help but let his eyes wander. Whole tanks were turned upside down, sliced clean down the middle, and a could were completely crushed. The grass was dead, blackened by the fire that rained down from above. The rubble from military vehicles and weapons littered the fields around the property. An entire chunk of the forest around the fields had been obliterated, making him wonder how a forest fire hadn't broken out. All that was left standing were two buildings. The barn and the house. And sitting around it was a slew of his men, all sitting in a circle around the property. On the front lines of it all were two people that stood out. A young lady in a red scarf, with wild blond hair, and a young man in a straw hat. The president couldn't help but choke back a gulp as he approached them, accompanied by the two large men who had infiltrated his base.

    "Well, here he is." The green haired brute grumbled, crossing his arms. "And we didn't hurt him, don't worry."

     The girl opened her eyes, revealing possibly the brightest blue eyes he had ever seen, and then smiled. "Hey there!" She said, stumbling a little as she stood up. She nudged the young man in the straw hat, who fell over, asleep. She rolled her eyes and nudged him again, making him snort and lift his head. He then jumped up, snickering at her as she stuck her hand out. "The name's Misaki, Mr. President."

    "And I'm Monkey D. Luffy." Luffy said, making the President wince as he realized just how unbothered they were by him.

    "Looks like you've all been busy." The president said, adjusting his tie before shaking Misaki's hand. "Recruiting my men, causing mass destruction."

   "Now now, there, Mr. President." She said, her hand tightening over his as she tilted her head. "Whose fault is that, really?"

     Her hand was much stronger than he anticipated. He thought at least she would have lost her strength and powers when she came through to this world. But, much to his dismay, she apparently was still stronger than him. He could feel his hand bruising like a peach under her grip. At least she isn't crushing it. Play it off. Don't show any weakness.

    "I guess, if you really think about it —" He paused, a grunt catching in his throat as her grip tightened even more. "— I guess it was ours. Perhaps we were too hasty... to get involved... with... um...."

    "The likes of us?" She said, sweetly as her hand tightened even more over his. The facade was incredible. It was very clear to him, however. She was pissed.

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   "I was just going to say you." He said, audibly gulping

    "Hm." I hummed, letting go of his hand. "Well, in that case... it seems like it's time to form a truce. Don't you agree? Mr. President?"

    "Y-yes."

    "And while we're at it, this man deserves a raise. And a promotion." I said throwing a thumb in the direction of Mitch.

    "Who, me? Oh no — that's unecessary —"

    "—nonsense! If it weren't for you, after all, things probably would have gone even less in this country's favor!" I said, making my voice sickeningly sweet as I raised my eyebrows at him. "Besides, I think it would be good to have someone respectable and honest like him higher up in your ranks."

     "You certainly have a lot of demands." The president grumbled, making me grin.

     "That one is simply a suggestion. And a good one, considering your current position."

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    "Any idea how much longer they are going to take?" Carrot said, leaning against Jean's back.