[Reverse Transmigration + Fanfiction + Pirates + Daily Life]
Help, the Pirate King has transmigrated into my home!
I stared at the lively Luffy before me, then at the Moss Head swordsman barging in behind him, the skeleton clutching a guitar, and the ship's doctor studying my floor through a microscope... Only then did I realize I wasn't dreaming.
And so, my dream of lying flat went completely off the rails:
- I had to stock enough meat to feed Luffy until he bankrupted me, or he'd eat the convenience store's entire fridge downstairs;
- I had to stick to Zoro like glue with a GPS, or in the next second he'd be wandering around the neighborhood until dark;
- I also had to keep the skeleton who sunbathes his bones on the balcony every day a secret from the neighbors, so they wouldn't discover he could talk;
When the passionate romance of pirates collides with the mundane realities of daily life, when Devil Fruit powers meet the loudspeakers of the neighborhood square-dancing grannies, and when the goal of becoming the One Piece changes to simply surviving in the human world;
This chaotic, absurd life... actually seems kind of fun?
But seriously, can someone tell me how to send this bunch of troublesome ancestors back to the sea!
Waiting for an answer online. It's urgent!
It's really beautiful.
The more I look at it, the more awkward it becomes, especially since you know everything about precision instruments, right?