22 Chapter 19- Back into Sugi
It was a wonderful day in the one-piece island, filled with censor bars and fire burning. Right now, I'm in a censored pouch, located on the left of Anna and looking right down to the platform with a level lower than the roof. I was looking at Oda; the world claimed god of manga, the man of hundreds of years old and the only person in this world that could make Anna wet in less than 2 seconds. I took a slow turn to see Anna on the right side of me, she was looking alright, her eyes were definitely open with her ears pointing up as her face was pushed forwards stretching the censored bar pouch with a loose piece of cloth rolling over her head slightly. She anticipates ever word the man has got to say. I was in a strange place to be sure as an island is literally few meters above me, casting a shadow that covers the whole roof.
-Hey mate, what're doing?
-Good to see you're still hard as ever to confess
-Oh, shut it, trying to appreciate the beauty of an Oda's work, even if the main guy won't make a move
-Hey, everyone, good to see everyone in high spirit and still pushing on me
Yea, having these people living inside you for every moment of your life can get really frustrating. And I meant every moment such as talking to others or pooping. It gets insane.
I am back at the roundtable again inside a small closed off room
-What should we do?
-Don't try to ask anyone here; it's not like any of us reads any manga or anime
-hummm…
-I wonder what's the writer's conversation inside his mind would be like
-I bet it's very concentrated
-It'll properly be like this: Your book sucks
Your book sucks
Your book sucks
-It'll most likely only reflect the utmost truth that she fears
*Corpse still laying on the ground*
-Oh, yea. Whatever
While the others occupy each other, I took a glance away to look around before finding myself sticking to Anna when I rolled my eyes around me. She was still the same. I calmed myself down and returned my eyes to looking at Oda. I shut my eyes and dropped my head into the censored bar along with my body. It was comfortable with a piece of cloth covering my head that let in a bit of sunlight through, where I would soon place my eyes on to show some respect. I poked my eyes out between the cloth, and the start of the censored bar with was about my waist when I stood up but my neck when I sit down. I rolled up with my back facing the back and had my eyes poking out, and Anna was already doing something similar as she always kneeled. Before I was also kneeling but found that uncomfortable for relaxing. I soundly closed my eyes and listened to what as to say for the remaining 20 minutes as ten has already pasted
I can hear the songs of once awhile chuckles and the plans for one piece. The air for today was mellow, soft and a bit of cold. Under an island and inside a censor bar covered in shadow, the wind drifts around my face, with a pit of swing in the bar, I was already asleep.
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Time: 11 am
