Chapter 3 THE ONEPIECE IS REAL!? (part 2)

Thinking back on miss Wednesday, she has a head full of short cyan hairs. A petite (loli) and youthful figure, despite being a middle-aged aunty.

Even though she is supposed to be my private tutor for a substantial duration of time, she doesn't seem to be happy babysitting me. Always putting up a distant and classy attitude even talking to my parents as an employee.

When I have the opportunity, I got to question mom, on why they are willing to put up with her even though she is giving them the cold treatment.

Putting these thoughts aside, for now, I got to butter up miss Wednesday since she is the one responsible for teaching me, at least in the short term, since I plan to convince my mom to hire a better tutor if possible.

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The summertime that took her throne a few short months ago now welcomes her sister to take her place, the rainbow dress of petals ushered to her slumber whilst the gown of brilliant berries at late blooms ascends.

Murmuring of children singing could be heard all over the town's cathedral and the nearby piers and docks.

Looking at the choir room's mirror, a bunch of youthful figures were visible, however, one specific figure stood out from the rest. Not because of his comically huge horns and eye-catching looks. But the rather miserable and annoyed aura that he was exuding, despite having the best items of clothing and accessories in comparison to all the other kids.

This figure had a height of 130 centimeters while having the baby fast, clearly looking the youngest among all his other peers standing around. Curly blond hair accompanied by deep blue eyes.

But if you ask other people about the most eye-catching features of the baby boy, 9 out of 10 people would say his comically huge horns sitting above the youth's brows.

While jimmy was pretending to sing as the other kids did. He couldn't hold himself back, thinking about how pointless and wasteful his time has been since coming to this for almost a whole year.

True his new family loved him and didn't shy away from showing their affection, and yes he liked his new family as well, even though they were busy and not here most of the time.

But for the past almost 2 years here, the only things he had managed to learn were singing, dancing, and just recently the alphabet. And the worst part was that apparently in this world books were a rarity at least in this town, so I don't even have the opportunity to self-study.

God knows how many things I could have achieved if I has not been so limited as a child from a rich family.

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. Feeling helpless about the main culprit of all of this Miss Wednesday. Not indulging him in his endless and borderline dangerous line of questioning and requests.

Recalling that he has asked his parents for a new tutor almost at the very possible moment, and just by his bad luck it turned out, miss Wednesday is a close friend of his mother's since her adventuring days and the head accountant of Alexie's businesses.

Things can't continue like this. I have to confront the old loli once and for all. Making up his mind jimmy started running to his house after the choir training was over.

Knocking on miss Wednesday's office door in the dockyard main building, facing the sea and a light hose close by to the east pier. I saw Miss Wednesday studying the huge map on the wall.

It was also my first time seeing such a detailed map of the whole town and the island that it was sitting on. The PROSOPON town was on the east coast, occupying a third of the island boasting a population of around ten thousand inhabitants.

Noticing the questioning gaze of miss Wednesday, I shook my head and put these thoughts on the back of my mind in order to better concentrate on my confrontation with the petite (loli) tutor.

"Little jimmy why have you visited me at this time and palace?"

Already annoyed and hearing the old loli demeaning tone made me lose control for a second.

"What do you mean by LITTLE aunty? We are almost around the same height. Just give me a year or two, and I will be taller than you." humph

getting angry miss Wednesday made an Italian angry gesture and said:

"You brat, haven't I taught you to call me teacher only? Have I spent the last few months in vain trying to teach you manners? "

Seeing her oddly amusing hand gesture and trying to come out with a rebuttal, I noticed her shaking her head and calming down in a matter of seconds.

"Jimmy, you didn't have to come here during working hours. Either way, we would have seen each other tomorrow at our weekly classes, so you could have told me your business at that time."

Figures, aunty is punctual and strict about paying attention to the time and palace for everything. Not forgetting my matters I cleared my throat:

"Aunty, why are you not willing to teach me about the world? Why do you avoid my questions? Why are you not willing to spend more time with me even though you have free time and living in the same house?"

Seeing her conflicted and guilty look, gave me confirmation that my confrontation plans had worked.

"Jimmy it's not that I want I don't want to spend more time teaching you. It's just that I've been very busy in recent times. And concerning the world, I don't want to mess up your worldview with my skewed outlook, so you have to grow up and see it for yourself. Plus it's better to be in the dark and feign ignorance when facing some specific issues that you've been asking."

After telling me her seemingly convincing reasons, I noticed the melancholic and fearful aura that my aunt was trying to hide away, hinting that this world has more dangers visible in this small coastal town.

Another thing that I understood was that she actually felt guilty about her treatment of me and might have gone through a lot which I have no idea about.

However, even knowing about the hints that my aunt was giving, I still want to make better use of my time and build a more successful future this time around.

"Teacher you've noticed by now that I am smarter than children my age, so I will know when to charge and when to retreat when it comes to different situations."

Taking a deep breath, I said:

"I swear that I won't let your teachings and previous experiences cloud my own judgment and reasoning. On top of that, aunty as an Armstrong and a Doni I can't bear to see your worried face, so whatever worries you have on your mind I am willing to bear it with you"

After saying my piece, I saw aunt acting out of her character for the first time and her cheeks get a tinge of red for some unknown reasons.

" Sigh... it seems that I've really underestimated you. You are becoming more and more like Alexie with each passing day."