Chapter 4: Who Are You Exactly ?

"Chika, are you a fairy?"

"No."

"Chika, do you ever want to eat me?"

"That's cruel."

"Chika, can you teach me that move? Once I learn it, I won't be afraid of Bell-mère's scolding anymore!"

On the way back, Nami kept pestering Chika, chattering incessantly, while Nojiko helplessly shook her head and kept pulling Nami away from clinging to Chika's leg.

"When you grow up a bit more and become a lady like Nojiko, maybe I'll teach you." Chika flicked Nami's forehead, making a kissing sound. He rubbed his hands together, quite satisfied with the feeling from earlier.

Nami pouted, covering her head with her hands and looked at him angrily. She blocked her mouth and muttered, "Stingy, I see that you only like Nojiko! Hmph, you don't treasure me anymore?"

Nami's playful behavior made Nojiko blush next to her. Annoyed, she lightly tapped Nami's head and shyly stole a glance at Chika.

However, her little actions couldn't escape Chika's eyes.

After all, with the excellent genes of the Uchiha clan, coupled with his slightly aloof temperament, Chika had a great attraction to these precocious little girls. Not to mention his mysterious eyes, which held a dangerous yet fatally tempting allure.

"Hey! Damn these genes, and damn this excellence!" Chika maintained a calm facade, but deep down, he shamelessly indulged in narcissism.

Bell-mère silently followed behind them, her eyes fixed on Chika's figure.

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What is that power? Is it the power of a Devil Fruit? But she had seen Chika jump into the sea to catch fish, and Devil Fruit users were supposed to be unable to swim, right?

Many questions turned the young boy in front of her into a puzzle in her eyes, and she eagerly wanted to unravel it.

Upon entering the village and reaching a crossroads, Bell-mère seemed to have made up her mind. She asked Nojiko and Nami to go home first, saying that she had some things to take care of. Although Nojiko and Nami were puzzled, they obediently went back home.

After the two left, only Bell-mère and Chika remained at the crossroads. Chika looked at Bell-mère and knew that she wanted to ask him something. He spoke up, "Bell-mère, is there something on your mind?"

Bell-mère took a deep breath and cautiously said, "Chika, it may be impolite to ask like this, but I mean no harm. Can I ask who you really are? After all, it's hard for people to understand why someone with that kind of ability would stay in a small place like the East Blue for ten years, which doesn't hold much value. And those eyes of yours, they are more than just a peculiar appearance, right? Of course, if this question makes you uncomfortable, you don't have to answer. Please don't mind it!"

Bell-mère fired off a series of questions, intertwining her ten fingers and anxiously waiting for Chika's reply.

Chika looked deeply into her eyes, then smiled. He genuinely admired Bell-mère, having watched anime himself.

Although her strength was not high, the scene of her smiling in the face of death to protect Nami and Nojiko had deeply moved him. He knew she was a good person, so he didn't have any negative feelings towards her questions.

After thinking for a moment, Chika spoke in a deep voice, "It's okay. As long as you know I'm not a bad person. As for these eyes, you can understand them as a gift from our clan. They're called the Rinnegan, the eyes of the Sage. The technique I used earlier was released through these eyes. It's one of my abilities. As for my race, I can say that I come from the lineage of the Sage, the Uchiha clan."

Sage, Uchiha, Rinnegan, a kind of ability. Hearing these words, Bell-mère's mind shook. Although she had never heard of the Uchiha clan, Chika's performance indicated that it was an extremely powerful lineage.

Seeing Bell-mère stunned and unresponsive, Chika continued, "Something happened, and I have some memory loss. But I still remember that I am the last descendant of this clan in this world. As for why I stayed on this island for so long... Have you ever thought about it? When I arrived in the village, I was only six years old. Where could I have gone at that time?"

"Uh, it seems so," Bell-mère awkwardly scratched her head. "So, what are your plans next? With this kind of ability, you probably won't stay here forever, right?"

"Well, I plan to join the Marines."

"Huh?"