"One Piece" ADAMAS

Under Kuzan's careful care, Arya finally lived to be 3 years old. After all, the doctor said at the time that she would not survive her first birthday. At a young age, she showed "inhuman" talents. For example, she skipped the crawling stage and learned to walk and run. Her ability to cause trouble that improved with each passing day was surprising.

But the most amazing thing is her innate ability to listen to the voices of all things, which is more powerful than the domineering power of knowledge and color that many people may not be able to learn in their lifetime. But this ability also brought her a lot of troubles. It was too noisy to passively accept the "voices" of others all the time. Because of this, Arya is more sensitive and precocious than other children, and has a lot of strange ideas at a young age.

Kuzan is usually busy with her work, and if she doesn't notice, she becomes Marinevando's little bully. What's worse is that Kuzan has no way to teach Arya a lesson. Every time he wants to beat the child, he lowers his head and sees Arya's pitiful little face and Blingbuling's big eyes, and then he never looks back. I can't bear to start. Just like Kuzan had used against Granny, Arya had tried this trick time and time again.

And it's not just Kuzan and Granny who have nothing to do with Arya, the other naval warriors in Malinfando also dote on this little guy, except Sengoku. Everyone else thought that Warring States was because he couldn't let go of the general's reserve. Only Arya understood that he really didn't like her, and even said that he was a little wary of her.

Why should you be wary of a three-year-old? Anyway, the three-year-old Arya couldn't figure it out.

An admiral's precautions could not stop Arya from making trouble. The doted little guy finally attacked the sacred seagull flag one day.

"Boss, this is not good." A larger boy whispered to Arya who was stepping on his shoulder.

"What's wrong? At worst, run faster later." Arya stretched out her hand nonchalantly. She was holding a paint-stained brush with a seagull flag above her head.

"But...but it's so high here." The little boy looked at the rickety ladder under his feet and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Amon, don't look down!" Arya stood on tiptoes and drew the first stroke on the seagull flag.

Amon took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"Boss! It's not good! Marines are coming!" The little boy who was watching at the entrance of the square suddenly shouted.

Amon started to tremble immediately. Arya stepped on her feet to calm him down, and then drew the second stroke slowly: "Loyal, did you see who it was?"

"He's a big guy with purple hair." Loyal wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Do you have a cape?"

"Have!"

Arya quickly ran through Marinevando's admiral in her mind to make sure she didn't remember this person.

"Boss! He's coming!" Yamon suddenly shouted. As expected, a tall navy man appeared at the entrance of the square. Arya turned over and jumped to the ground lightly, and Amon also climbed down tremblingly.

"You two run away first, and I'll deal with him." Arya waved her hand.

Armon and Loyal knew how powerful Arya was, so they didn't hesitate any longer. They immediately turned around and ran away, shouting as they ran, "Boss, we'll meet you at the same place!"

"Hey, kid, don't run away!" When the purple-haired navy saw them running away, they immediately sped up and chased after them.

【stop】

The big purple-haired man stopped immediately, as if his whole body was forcibly imprisoned by some force, but in the blink of an eye he was free again. Then he made a confused sound and turned to look at Arya.

"I'm the one who graffitied on the seagull flag. If anything happens, come to me." Arya blocked the way.

"You are honest, but none of you can run away today." The big purple-haired man looked at the serious little Arya, and suddenly he felt like teasing her.

Arya was actually a little panicked. Judging from Yan Ling's reaction just now, this person's strength was really high. He was probably a big shot at the same level as Grandpa Garp, but she had never seen this person in Marineland. So who is this person?

The person coming was Zefa, a former navy admiral, nicknamed Black Wrist, who is now a naval instructor, responsible for teaching new recruits. In fact, Arya had met Zephyr, but she was just over a year old at the time and had no memory of it. Later, Zefa led a team to practice on the Grand Line and trained new recruits on the uninhabited island for many years, so Arya never saw him.

Zephyr made a quick move, trying to catch Arya, but Arya had sensed his movement earlier and dodged in advance. She immediately pulled out a wooden stick from behind and hit Zephyr's calf accurately. This series of actions made Zefa's eyes light up. He was really good at it. It is really rare to have such a fighting talent at such a young age.

After knowing that the other party was talented, Zefa wanted to see what Arya's strength was, so he teased Arya a little more seriously.

After dodging one wave of attacks after another, Arya, still a child, obviously couldn't keep up with her physical strength.

I'm probably really going to fall into trouble this time. If Kuzan finds out, he'll probably be punished again. What's even more troublesome is that Grandpa Garp seems to be back too. Kuzan can't deal with Grandpa Garp easily... Arya... Thinking of grandpa's iron fist of love makes my head hurt.

Arya decided to give it a try no matter what. She only had enough physical strength to use the Word Spirit again.

【stop】

She originally wanted to escape within a few seconds when the other party stopped, but unfortunately Zefa was a little more serious than before when she hit the Word Spirit. This caused Arya's Word Spirit to be unable to work, and It will also come back to bite her.

The moment Yan Ling said it, Arya felt her throat tighten, and then she coughed violently, as if she wanted to cough out her lungs. This was the first time Arya encountered this kind of situation. Originally, she should give up using the word spirit to control the other party in this situation, but she was still young and ignorant and didn’t know what word spirit backlash was, so she chose to stare more intently. Zefa, prepare to try Yanling again.

"Stop... uh uh..." Arya's mouth was immediately covered before she could say anything.

"Are you desperate for your life, little guy? Didn't anyone teach you never to use the word spirit on people who are stronger than you?" Zefa knocked Arya on the head angrily.

Arya bit Zevar hard, and Zevar laughed and let go. Arya rubbed her head and yelled: "What is a word spirit? I've never heard of it."

"Hey, what's your name, little guy?"

"My name is..." Arya was about to answer subconsciously, but when she thought of Garp's fist, she immediately came to her senses, "Why should I tell you?"

"I know who you are even if you don't tell me. Aren't you the child adopted by the brat Kuzan? I remember your name is Arya, right?"

It's over, this person is an acquaintance of Kuzan, it's really exposed. Arya broke into a cold sweat.

Seeing the change in Arya's expression, Zefa couldn't help laughing: "Why do those two children who are older than you call you boss?"

Arya gave up resisting: "Because I beat them up before and they were beaten into submission."

"Huh... those two children look to be seven or eight years old, right? You just turned three this year, right?"

Arya raised her eyebrows disapprovingly: "Strength has nothing to do with age."

Zefa stretched out his hand and touched Arya's little head. "Okay, as long as you wash off the graffiti on the seagull flag today, I won't go to your house to complain."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

Zefa's hearty laughter convinced Arya until she saw the big man at her door the next day and almost blurted out a curse word.

"Ah la la, Teacher Zefa, are you back!?" Kuzan was very happy.

"Long time no see, Arya has grown so big..."

Before Zefa finished speaking, Arya immediately ran back to her room and locked the door, as if she would never come out again.

Kuzan glanced at Zefa with confusion on his face, Zefa smiled and patted his shoulder, and the two walked into the living room chatting.

Because Arya's room was the farthest away from the living room, and she was in an anxious mood, she didn't hear what the two talked about at all, but Zefa finally shouted "Boot camp" to her room when he left. See!"

An ominous feeling arises spontaneously.

The fact was just as she expected, that night Kuzan announced something that was a bolt from the blue to her - she was going to be sent to boot camp.

Yesterday, Zefa discovered Arya's amazing fighting talent while teasing her. The more he thought about it when he returned home, the more he was itching to think about it. In addition, he met Garp on the way back. The guy showed off Arya just like he did three years ago. The photo showed off his newborn grandson. Seeing Garp's very proud face, Zefa immediately decided to get Arya over.

As soon as Zefa's idea was expressed, he was immediately blocked by Garp and Sengoku.

"You guy, stay away from my granddaughter!"

"That brat must not be allowed into the Navy!"

Zefa ignored the yelling Garp and looked at Sengoku with a serious expression: "I know what you are worried about. It is precisely because of Arya's life experience that I want to get her into the navy recruit training camp. "

Warring States' eyes were full of incomprehension: "She should not have existed in the world. Letting her live until now is our greatest mercy!"

"Warring States, you believe me, if you miss this good seedling, you will definitely regret it in the future."

"I don't care if she has talent or not, the Navy doesn't need such time bombs!" Seng Guo gritted his teeth.

Zefa stared into his eyes: "If you don't let me take her in, then I will resign."

Warring States was stunned for a moment. He looked at Zefa carefully. After making sure that the other party was not joking again, anger surged into his heart: "Are you threatening me?"

Zefa said calmly: "You can think so."

Warring States snatched the senbei from Garp's hand next to him, drank a bag of senbei, and calmed down a little: "Is it necessary to do this?"

"Does the son have to repay the father's debt? What's more, it makes more sense for her to become a navy, doesn't it?"

Sengoku thought for a long time, finally sighed and left the office, and the youngest recruit in the history of the Navy was born.

"Kuzan! Are you out of your mind?" Arya couldn't believe this fact.

"Kid, what are you talking about!" Kuzan flicked her forehead unceremoniously.

"Are you okay? Then why do you want me to go to boot camp? I'm only three years old!"

"You still know that you are three years old? Why didn't I see that you were only three years old when you were causing trouble every day in Malinfando?" Kuzan raised his eyebrows.

"..." Arya used her trump card - the invincible cute star eyes, and moved her body closer to Kuzan's arms.

"This trick is useless. Teacher Zefa is asking for someone this time, and even I can't refuse." Kuzan's big hand touched Arya's head. The child's soft hair felt very good to the touch.

Arya savagely knocked Kuzan's hand off and glared at him.

Kuzan was amused and reached out to pat her head again: "Don't worry, I will come and see you."

"You just want to skip work."

"...Little brat, hurry up and go to the recruit camp!"

Then the next day, Kuzan showed up at the entrance of the recruit training base with Arya on time, and Zefa was waiting for them with a smile on his face. That smile made Arya feel scared, and she shrank behind Kuzan. Kuzan found it strange that the little bully, who usually feared nothing except Garp, would actually be like this. It was really rare.

Kuzan ruthlessly lifted Arya up and handed it to Zefa: "Please Teacher Zefa, please educate this little brat, preferably just like you taught me back then."

Zefa reached out and took it: "Don't worry, I won't show mercy."

Kuzan smiled and waved, then went to work with the briskest pace in three years.

"Let me go!" Arya kicked Zefa hard, but Zefa blocked it easily. Then she tried to use the word spirit without giving up, but Zefa immediately covered her mouth. In short, no matter how much Arya struggled, Zefa held her tightly by the back collar.

"Come meet your classmates." Zephyr lifted Arya up so that she could see the navy recruits clearly.

Arya rolled her eyes and turned her face to one side, not looking ahead, as if she was a stubborn donkey.

"From today on, this little guy will be training with you!" Zefa pointed at Arya, but the next second Arya bit him directly, and Zefa couldn't shake it off several times. Come down.

"Damn you kid, let go!"

No matter what Zephyr said, Arya wouldn't let go.

The navy recruits burst into loud laughter, obviously they had not yet tried Zefa's iron-fisted teachings. Zefa heard his students laughing so much that he turned to them and gave them a fierce order, asking them to do three thousand push-ups immediately.

"If you don't let go, I'm going to take action!" Zefa pinched Arya's cheek, trying to make her let go.

Arya was pinched in pain and had to let go. She touched her face and pressed the bumps on her head, staring at Zefa with a look of reluctance. But whether she wanted to or not, her naval training career was forced to begin. But Zefa was not so crazy that he actually asked Arya to train with the new recruits. He assigned her additional training, such as running only half as much as the new recruits. But even so, Arya would be lazy. She would often sneak away to buy snacks while Zephyr was watching the recruit training in the middle of the run, and then Zephyr would bring her back.

If this happens too often, the training of new recruits will inevitably be affected, and the one who is most unhappy about this is the prickly-headed Smoker among this new batch of recruits.

When Arya gnawed on a popsicle and sneaked back to the recruit camp for the nth time, she didn't see the furious Zefa, but saw the recruits who were returning to the dormitory after being dismissed.

"Are you so early today?" Arya was a little surprised.

"Thanks to you, the teacher ended the training early." Smoker glared at Arya coldly, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

Arya continued to lick the popsicle nonchalantly: "If you feel you have enough strength, you can practice more by yourself."

Smoker's face instantly turned uglier: "This is not a place for little brats to play!"

Arya was also angry: "I didn't want to come here!"

Smoker snorted coldly: "Then get out of here and let the general who comes to pick you up every day give you some advice. Don't hinder other people's training anymore."

Arya hated people saying she was bullying Kuzan through the back door, so she punched him directly. After all, Smoker was a newly trained recruit. He easily grabbed Arya's hand and was about to punch Arya in return.

"Smog!" A girl suddenly stopped him, "Haven't you memorized the rules of the training camp yet? You actually have a private fight!"

"It has nothing to do with you, Tina."

"How old is she? How old are you?" Tina slashed her hand with a knife without mercy.

Smoker looked at Tina and then at Arya, and finally turned away with a cold snort.

This time Arya and Smoker were at odds. In the subsequent training, Arya gave up the habit of running away to buy snacks and instead ran away to hinder Smoker's training. For example, he suddenly punched Smoker during the 3,000-meter run, and jumped directly on Smoker's back during push-up training. Of course, Smoker would hit back every time. Such a small fight had no impact, so Zefa naturally turned a blind eye.

Zefa added a new training this day, climbing at high altitude to avoid obstacles. Arya naturally didn't have to do this training, so she stayed beside Zefa and watched the recruits.

When the recruits were climbing the rope, Zefa attacked them with stones. Many people were dropped by Zefa's stone attack. Of course, some people easily avoided the stones. Smoker was the best one among them. . Arya watched Smoker dodge one stone after another, and she felt more and more unhappy. She felt that Zephyr was letting him go. So she also joined in the throwing of stones, but the stones she threw were unorganized and not as skillful as Zephyr's, so Smoker was able to dodge more easily, and even had time to show provocation to Arya. look. This angered Arya so much that she ignored Zephyr's warning and threw the basket of stones away.

"Hey!!?" The new recruits were knocked upside down one after another.

Smoker reached the top first and escaped the blow. Arya wanted to do something more, but Zefa lifted her up first.

"Little guy, you are quite strong. If you are so powerful, go to climbing training with them. Don't make trouble on my side!"

Arya took the rope handed over by Smoker and punched her again without giving up. Then as expected, Smoker easily blocked it again.

I have to say that Arya's talent is really good. She can easily handle climbs that are difficult for adults. But something happened on the way down. After Arya dodged a few rocks, her long hair got tangled in the rope. She originally wanted to reach out and untie it, but she couldn't reach it. In a hurry, the hand holding the rope slipped, and now the rope and her hair were wrapped around her neck, almost strangling her neck. Fortunately, Zefa jumped over in time, untied the rope and carried the person down, otherwise Arya would have ended her life.

Zefa frowned at Arya's waist-length hair: "Your hair is too long, why don't you cut it off."

Arya immediately shook her head and refused, taking a few steps back to put some distance between herself and Zefa.

"Cut it off! Look at which recruit has hair as long as yours."

"I'm not a new recruit!"

"Cut it off!" Zephyr grabbed Arya's arm and held on. Arya struggled a few times, and after confirming that she could not escape, she suddenly bit Zefa's arm, viciously like a frightened little beast.

Smoker looked at Arya who was extremely frightened, and suddenly had a bad taste. While Zephyr and Arya were still talking, Smoker secretly leaned over with a pair of scissors and cut off a small lock of Arya's hair at lightning speed.

Arya looked at the golden-pink hair on Smoker's hand and froze in disbelief. Then slowly, her eye circles turned red, and then she curled her lips and suddenly burst into tears.

After training for so long, Zefa saw Arya cry for the first time. No matter how harsh the training and punishment was, he had never seen Arya shed a tear before. Even Smoker admires this. After all, Arya is still at a delicate and willful age, but her precocity beyond her years makes people often forget her actual age. Now that she was crying so sadly, she showed some childishness that she should have at her age, making Smoker realize that she was indeed still a child.

Zefa felt a headache: "Don't cry!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuah...you pay for my hair!"

"No acting coquettishly!"

When Arya heard this, she cried even louder.

Zefa sighed helplessly: "Okay, okay, I won't cut it. I can tie it up for you, right?"

Arya's tearful eyes were filled with distrust, but in the end she nodded under Zephyr's fist.

Zephyr took out a comb from somewhere and started to comb Arya's hair seriously. However, the more he combed, the more he felt guilty. Smoker behind him couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Arya had a vague premonition of something bad. She held up the mirror with trembling hands. After seeing her long, silky hair turning into a bird's nest, she couldn't bear it any longer. She gave up her patience and burst into tears. It's heartbreaking.

No matter what Zephyr said this time, Arya ignored it and just cried with all her heart. For many years to come, Smoker would often tease Arya about this incident. At that time, Arya could not remember what she was thinking at that time. She only remembered that she was really wronged. She was such a little person. The child's grievance.

Arya cried until there were no tears and howled until Kuzan finally came to take her home. Kuzan looked at Arya who was crying and out of breath, and felt very strange. Arya rarely really cried since she was one year old. Most of the time she pretended to be pitiful in front of him. This was the first time she cried seriously like this.

Kuzan held Arya in his arms as if coaxing her as a baby, and patted her back gently: "What's the matter? Honey, be good, don't cry."

Arya put her arms around Kuzan's neck, buried her face in his arms and never looked up again.

Kuzan had no choice but to take her home and carefully coax the child: "Who bullied our little bully?"

"Smorg cut my hair, Zefa turned my hair into a bird's nest..."

Kuzan felt helpless and a little distressed. Arya has been curious about her birth parents since she found out she was adopted. But in order not to make Kuzan sad, the sensible child went to ask Garp secretly. After learning from Garp that her hair was exactly the same as her mother's, Arya cherished her hair even more and spent more time taking care of it than messing with it. Perhaps in her opinion, this is the only connection with blood and family ties.

"Okay, don't cry. I'll help you comb it again."

"..." Arya's eyes were full of distrust.

Kuzan waved his hand, and the tears in the corners of Arya's eyes turned into ice crystals: "Don't cry anymore."

To Arya's surprise, Kuzan actually knew how to comb her hair, and even helped her tie it into a nice braid.

"It looks good." Kuzan was quite proud.

Arya looked at the mirror and then at Kuzan. After being silent for a while, she said surprisingly: "Do you often tie Sister Granny's hair?"

Kuzan almost choked on his own saliva: "Why do you think so?"

"Sister Granny has braids, and you are so good at tying your hair, it's hard not to make people think too much."

Kuzan couldn't laugh or cry: "What does my ability to tie my hair have to do with her?"

"She likes you."

Kuzan was so choked that he couldn't speak. After a long time, he replied in a weak tone: "Little brats know what they like or don't like."

Arya frowned: "Of course I know, because I also have someone I like."

Kuzan narrowed his eyes: "Oh? Who is it?"

"Amon and Loyal." Arya tilted her head and smiled, "Of course my favorite is Kuzan."

Kuzan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the ice on his hands melted: "Idiot, Granny doesn't like her like this."

"Are there many kinds of likes?" Arya's big black eyes were full of doubts.

"Of course, you'll know when you grow up."

"What...then do you like me?"

"If you would be more obedient, I would like you very much."

Arya emphasized her pronunciation: "Very?"

Kuzan nodded: "Very much."

Arya became visibly disappointed: "Then you don't like me now?"

Kuzan melted and slipped the little guy into his arms: "Of course I like it."

Zefa had a headache, because since the last time he made Arya's hair into a bird's nest, the little kid refused to go to the recruit camp anymore. When Zefa came to pick up someone, Arya just pretended to be sick.

"what on earth do you want?"

"Unless Smoker apologizes to me."

Smoker's attitude towards this was "You want me to apologize to that little brat? In the next life!"

There is no solution to this problem.

But a few days later, Arya returned to the training camp by herself. Smoker was very curious and even made an exception and slowed down to come to Arya: "Why are you back? You don't look like you will be manipulated by others. Human?"

Arya had barely finished her lap when she rolled her eyes at Smoker, walked over to Zephyr, and held out her hand directly to him. Zefa glanced at Arya, then solemnly took out a hundred beli coins from his pocket and gave it to her.

Arya took the money and looked at the stunned Smoker with a proud look on her face: "What are you looking at? I've never seen money."

Zefa said helplessly: "Are you satisfied with this?"

"It's barely there, but it still feels a bit lacking."

Zefa couldn't bear it and flicked her forehead: "Don't push yourself too far!"