ONE PIECE: THE CHILD OF GOD - CHAPTER 3 (Patreon)

In the end, after some begging from Dadan’s part, I decided to stay with her and her gang for a while, at least until I figured out what to do. I mean, I didn’t have the slightest idea about how to proceed with this whole isekai scenario I had inadvertently been thrown into.

Besides the offer in question wasn’t so bad, she was offering a free room with a warm bed, some food and clothes, which was more than I had in hand for the moment being.

And right now, considering everything so far, it was more than imperative that I had a roof over my head to secure the minimal standard of living.

As for what I had to do? Well. All she requested in exchange for everything she was offering was my assistance babysitting baby Ace. Which all and all didn’t seem that big of a task.

As for the rest, well, I was doing pretty well I suppose, if anything I was mildly concerned that I wasn’t worried about my current situation, or angry for that matter, I had been stripped of the world I known and thrown into one I barely knew anything about and I was fine with it, yes I had seen the anime and read the manga, but that doesn’t completely cover the world as a whole.

Granted, this could still very well be a dream, even if every living fiber in my body refused to believe such a thing.

I suppose I’ll do what I do best, and live one day at a time.

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My first day living with Dadan started with Ace kicking me in the face as a good morning call. Surprisingly it didn’t hurt at all, and it didn’t make me angry, which was very peculiar, I mean, I was a very angry morning person, and yet a child had basically slapped me awake and I was totally fine with it.

“Well, I guess new world, new me,” I yawned, stretching up my arms, as Ace did the same in a baby-like manner.

Now that I think about it, why was Ace on my bed? I distinctly recall Dadan putting the wailing Ace in his baby crib, as I went to the room they had prepared for me last night upon my arrival.

I frowned, realizing what had happened, baby Ace had cried so hard, they had probably sneaked up in my room and put the baby at my side.

Sighing, I got up from the bed, and grabbed Ace up, who giggled, and walked to the living room to find Dadan and her gang making breakfast.

“Oooh, how did you sleep Adam?” Dadan asked with an overly sweet smile, one of those one would use to suck up to someone in a higher place.

“Good,” I replied, before turning to look at Ace, smelling he was in urgent need of a diaper change. “He needs a diaper change,” I added.

“Well the diapers are—“ Stewie began, but before he could continue, Mohawk man slapped the living shit out of Stewie, something that I found quite unexpected.

“I must apologize, he never thinks,” Mohawk man said, bowing.

“What did I do?!” Stewie exclaimed, rubbing his cheek in tears.

“Adam, it's here to stop Ace from crying all day long, diapers and other baby related tasks, it's our duty!” Dadan exclaimed.

So, I don’t have to change diapers, well that’s a relief, I thought with a smile.

“Do you want him to leave?!” Mohawk man hissed to Stewie.

“Oh god, what have I done?!” Stewie muttered, “I apologize Adam! I will change Ace right away!”

Shrugging, I handed baby Ace to Stewie, who immediately started crying, and sat on the table as Mohawk man served me my breakfast.

“You have no idea how glad I am you chose to stay,” Dadan smiled, “It’s the first time in a year I have had such a good night of sleep! I can almost feel my beauty returning!” Returning what?

“I’m glad,” I replied for the sake of replying.

“Done!” Stewie exclaimed a few moments later, running towards me with the wailing artifact that was Ace in his hands with a new diaper.

Inwardly chuckling, I grabbed Ace who immediately stopped crying and continued eating my breakfast.

“He’s a god!” Stewie exclaimed.

I rolled my eyes at their antics, but in reality what did I know? I mean, I never had a kid before, not even a nephew or something, so I can’t say how annoying a baby crying really is for a parent.

“By the way, what are your names?” I asked, after all, calling them Stewie and Mohawk man was getting old anyways.

“Oh, my name is Dogra!” Stewie now Dogra said with a smile.

“Mine it’s Magra,” Mohawk now Magra said.

I nodded in acknowledgment, as I continued to eat with little Ace on my lap.

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After eating, I went to the bathroom leaving Ace with Dadan for a bit, while I took a bath and stuff, finally seeing how I looked, while I brushed my teeth, which I should’ve done earlier.

In the mirror, I found myself staring at a white kid with platinum blonde hair, and blue sky eyes.

A big difference from my original look, that was an olive skinned man, with brown eyes and black hair.

“I’m definitely different,” I muttered with a sigh, touching my face, before I started dressing up.

Walking out of the bathroom, I walked to the kitchen to find Dadan struggling with a furious Ace who was currently biting her. Upon seeing me, Ace stopped his baby fit and started stretching his arms towards me.

I chuckled, wondering why the kid was so attached to me.

“How do you do it?” Dadan asked, basically tossing Ace at me.

“I don’t know,” I replied, looking at Ace with a curious look, “Maybe I’m just a natural?”

“Well whatever it is… you sure as hell do it right,” Dadan sighed.

I smiled, “I suppose,”

“Do you want anything else from the kitchen?” Dadan asked, “I can have the morons make you something,” she grinned.

I hummed, thinking about her proposition for a moment, “Not right now,” I shook my head, “But thanks anyways,” I added, walking upstairs towards my room with Ace on my arms happily giggling.

“You sure, anything you need, it’s the least we can do for a moment of peace,” Dadan chuckled, while scratching the back of her head.

I stopped, turning around to see her before asking, “Do you have any books about the world, like history and such? I love reading,”

“I’ll see what I can do,” Dadan nodded, as I resumed my walk towards my room.