Dengeki's Pirate Journey

"Scissors."

"Here, Lieutenant General Garp."

"scarf."

"Yes, Lieutenant General Karp."

"Mirror."

"Here you go, Lieutenant General Garp."

A burst of fancy operations.

"Okay, you're done! Look at the new haircut grandpa gave you."

Garp put a mirror in front of Misaka. Misaka's brown hair, which could still be seen as a girl, suddenly turned into boyish short hair.

Because children are not developed when they are young, you can only tell whether it is a boy or a girl by looking at their hairstyle.

And Misaka looks like a boy now.

Misaka, who has neat short hair, gave a thumbs up in the mirror.

"Good job, this sharp short hair is really refreshing. If it weren't for a master who has been practicing for many years, he wouldn't be able to get such a haircut. Misaka pretended to praise it, but secretly scolded Grandpa behind his back."

"What a compliment without mercy!"

Garp laughed wildly, untied Misaka's scarf, and led her to the wooden bucket filled with water.

Garp poured spoonfuls of spoonfuls of the remaining hair off Misaka's hair, and now the barrel was full of Misaka's hair.

The navy watched in various ways, but no one could guess that this child was such a cute girl before, but now she looks like a naughty boy.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Garp laughed and rubbed Misaka's hair clean with a towel.

After Misaka's hair dried, she looked so energetic that every hair stood on end.

Misaka's face was expressionless, except for the faint flash of electric arcs at the tips of her hair.

"Misaka, did you eat a devil fruit? Tell grandpa so he can train you and become a marine."

Garp squatted down with a smile and rubbed Misaka's head. It seemed that he liked Misaka's appearance even more.

"No, I am a Denge user. Misaka Misaka corrected grandpa's mistake once again."

"Dianden Fruit? Not bad, not bad."

Garp laughed again inexplicably. Misaka tilted her head and stared at Garp, as if she wanted to see something from this fierce-looking old man.

"Congratulations to Lieutenant General Garp on the new granddaughter."

"Congratulations."

"Congratulations."

Sparse applause.

The navy surrounded the harmonious grandfather and grandson and began to applaud. After all, since Garp said he would adopt Misaka, he would adopt Misaka.

However, Garp's granddaughter is not so easy to play. As soon as Garp came, he gave Misaka a kick.

Just shave Misaka into a boyish look.

"Misaka, actually grandpa and I have two grandsons. I just want to meet them this time, but don't worry, grandpa will not favor anyone."

Garp laughed, Misaka became alert and raised her head slightly.

"A sense of crisis. Misaka Misaka feels a slight sense of urgency."

Garp took Misaka out and looked into the distance from the warship. Garp took out the senbei with one hand and handed the senbei to Misaka with the other.

"Eat."

Misaka accepted the strange food.

When I took a bite, the crispy and fragrant feeling mixed with the taste of seaweed entered my mouth.

"It's delicious. Misaka Misaka is very happy, but she doesn't say it out loud."

Misaka smiled slightly. She didn't know what this feeling was, but it was very comfortable.

"Speaking of which, the way you speak is very strange. You can't hide any secrets like this."

"Hmm. Misaka Misaka pretended to cover her mouth, but she was actually secretly looking at Grandpa."

"Hahahahaha!!"

Garp laughed, pulled Misaka up from the ground, and slung her over his shoulders.

"No matter what, you will definitely become the best navy. Grandpa, I will teach you personally."

The warship sailed like this, and there was still a trace of damp smell on the deck of the warship after passing through the storm.

Misaka was on Garp's shoulder and could see the setting sun as she glanced over.

The dusk sun caught Misaka's eyes.

Misaka has never seen the scenery outside the laboratory.

This scenery that she only saw in her implanted memory made Misaka feel relaxed and happy.

All the Misakas before No. 8764 died in the laboratory.

"It's so beautiful... Misaka Misaka deliberately prolonged her tone to show grandpa her excitement."

"Is it beautiful? Then look at it more."

Garp laughed and raised Misaka's young body a little higher so that Misaka could see the sunset more clearly.

The marines crowded quietly at the door and poked their heads outside. They felt heartwarming watching the interaction between their newly recognized grandfather and grandson.

"Lieutenant General Garp is so kind to his newly recognized granddaughter. When can he be nice to us?"

"Shh, Lieutenant General Garp will hear you."

"But having said that, now little Misaka looks like a little boy. Sure enough, the hairstyle determines the gender of the child."

"What nonsense..."

Garp carried Misaka, who was not heavy at all, on his shoulders, and they looked at the sunset together. Garp's gray beard matched his strong face, and he looked so determined.

Garp just looked at the sunset seriously for two seconds before he laughed again.

"It's almost time to go to bed..."

Misaka felt that the head of Garp who was holding her suddenly paused, and a snot bubble larger than half of his face emerged from Garp's face.

"Grandpa? Grandpa? Misaka Misaka emphasized her tone, puzzled by the speed of grandpa's sleep."

Misaka's emotions are like a blank slate, and she can be easily affected by any emotion.

Therefore, Misaka also wants to imitate Garp's abnormal sleep speed.

Misaka hugged Garp's head and tried to fall asleep.

"ZZZZ. Misaka Misaka said "Z" loudly and pretended to be asleep. In addition, Misaka was quietly staring at Grandpa with her eyes open."

When Garp's nose bubble burst, he found that there was a granddaughter pretending to sleep on his head. Garp was stunned for a moment because of his sleep, and then he laughed again.

Garp used his strong arms to lift up Misaka's new shirt, leaving Misaka hanging by the shirt.

Garp felt as if his head had been grabbed by an octopus.

"Why are you hugging me so tightly?"

Garp lifted Misaka's body.

I found that I couldn't lift it, otherwise my clothes would be torn.

"ZZZZ... Misaka Misaka repeated, Misaka Misaka..."

Misaka, who was lying on Garp's head like an octopus, immediately gave up her strength, and Garp easily lifted Misaka off.

Misaka had her eyes closed, drooling, and her limbs were hanging on the ground, hung by her shirt.

"cute……"

"Shh!"

Garp suddenly turned his head and looked at the door: "What are you looking at?! Why don't you go to bed quickly?!"

All the people gathered at the door shrank back.

Misaka bit her lip and dreamed for the first time in her history.