Chronicler of the Mugiwaras (One Piece)

In a dark room, with the only source of light in it being a monitor on, next to it, we see a young boy, about 16 years old, with a blanket around his shoulders, staring at the screen.

"... huuu....."

The boy's eyes were swollen and a few moments later, his eyes began to fill with tears again, as he always does, the boy rubs his face on his blanket.

"I can't stand it..... Because Ace had to die ?... Huuu.... *sniff*.....

With a lot of tears filling his face, the boy whispered to himself.

"Kotarou."

A door knock and a voice that has always been part of his life caught the boy's attention. Kotarou stands up dragging his thin body and opening the door, he saw his mother's mother figure.

"Mother."

With his eyes still full of tears and swollen, the boy talks to his mother.

"Eh..... Are you still crying seeing that drawing? You've been crying since the time you woke up. .....

With your eyes now wide open with shock.

"MUMMM, you said the forbidden word, Anime is not a drawing. What will you do if the hunters come ?

With his eyes expressing his false fear, he says to his mother.

"Baka."

A slap on the head did his duty and took away his son's falsehood. Kotarou pouting, talks to his mother.

"You didn't have to hit me... Why did you call me? I'm in an important part, I want to see the Mugiwaras going to console Luffy".

Kotarou says with animation in his voice.

"Ahhhh, yes, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to interrupt your moment with your dear "Anime." Remember that I left the camera to fix ?. I need you to go get it, I'll be busy now.

Says the mother to her son.

"Ehhh..."

Before the boy can try to argue and buy some time to see anime for a while longer, his mother looked at him with a look that made her son stand still. "As the saying goes, he who doesn't know you buys you."

"Okay...."

With a discouraged look, the boy removes the blanket that was on his shoulders, and goes to change, while his mother leaves the room and goes back to the thing that made him busy.

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Pov (1st person)

Soon after changing my clothes and washing my face, since I couldn't go out with that swollen face I had. I'm walking down to meet my mother.

"Mom, I'm leaving now."

I say as I give her a tight hug and kiss her cheek. (Is this common in other countries ? I know some where this kind of affection with your mother is not common, but in mine it is normal).

"Okay, go Kota. And be careful out there.

She says with a neutral face, while shaking her hand like she's scaring a mosquito.

"Ehh....."

With my sad fake face, I leave home. With a smile I begin to sing softly.

"Yohohoho, yohohoho

Yohoho, yohohoho

Yohoho, yohohoho

Yohohoho, yohohoho"

(Bink's no Sake)

While I was happy and thinking about the last episodes of One Piece I watched, I couldn't help but show a sad expression.

"I never thought I'd have so many tears."

I say it in a sarcastic sad tone.

"I should have started watching long before, so I'd be in Wano's bow now, I hear it's very good."

After walking for a while, my mood changed every few seconds, so close to the store. But in a single moment everything changed, I felt a sudden pain, and all my vision recorded was Heaven and my ears, a very loud sound. I felt my body very warm and as fast as it came, and gave way to an absurd cold.... When my mind recorded what happened and hearing people's voices asking me to call the ambulance, finally my mind recorded what happened, and as my vision turned black, my thoughts went.

"Ahhh, I would like to see the end of One Piece..... and maybe watch it again with my mother... She's going to be very shaken by this, not ?....

With a great sadness that my mother has to go through a pain like this, my life is gone...