*Sanji pairing, lots of made-up details, third-person narration
The Germa Kingdom took the initiative to arrange a marriage with my mother to open up its underground market.
So I ended up with four stepbrothers and one stepsister.
At the wedding, Sanji wore a little white suit. His golden hair shone brilliantly, and he looked like the little prince from a fairy tale.
I was so shocked that I stood there stunned for several dozen seconds.
When I came to my senses, my expression turned unusually solemn. I stared at his soft golden hair, then at the vulnerable, melancholy frown of his curly eyebrows.
...Wha-what!? There really are melancholy princes!? I thought the fairy-tale books Mom showed me were all lies!
I could hardly believe it. Overjoyed, I ran over, grabbed his hand, and earnestly asked my mom, "Mom, if you marry Uncle Judge, can I marry Sanji?"
Sanji's face turned bright red. His eyes grew misty as he stared at me. "I-I... What are you saying...?"
Mom/Judge: Absolutely not!!!!
Me, dissatisfied: ...Why not!!!
With no other choice, I decided to observe Sanji up close so I could learn what a prince's everyday life was like and how dreamy it all was.
A prince would have countless servants fussing over him. Sanji not only had no servants, but sometimes they bullied him until he was in a miserable state, crying.
A prince would have endless feasts to eat. Sanji could only eat dry bread, and sometimes he had to cook with rotten vegetables.
A prince's family would love him dearly. Sanji's three brothers beat him up, while his only sister, afraid to defy their cold, snobbish father, could only help him in secret.
Me: ...!!!
...So Sanji and I were following the princess-saves-the-prince plotline!?
I suddenly understood!
So...
Anyone who dares bully my very own prince gets beaten up right away!
Anyone who dares deny Sanji food gets beaten up right away!
The three nasty brothers who bullied Sanji get beaten up right away!
I'll beat them all up!!
I was so happy eating the food Sanji had made.
Sanji sat beside me, his eyes curved into a smile. His ears were red as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, then timidly asked in a quiet voice, "Why are you so nice to me?"
Apart from his mother, nobody had ever been this kind to him.
I looked at him and said as if it were obvious, "Because you're my prince!"
After all, he was the prince I'd found all by myself, the one who belonged only to me!!
Years later, when puberty ended, my chuunibyou vanished without warning.
...Remembering how I'd grabbed Sanji and made him my very own prince when we were kids made me so mortified I wanted to die.
Embarrassed, I made sure the Den Den Mushi I shared with Sanji was well fed and well cared for, but locked it away in a little black room.
Until Sanji showed up in front of me, panting.
He'd hurried over in such a rush that a thin sheen of sweat covered his forehead. His golden bangs were slightly damp, making him look like a pitiful, homeless puppy caught in the rain.
But his gaze was full of a young man's sincerity and anxiety.
Sanji looked at me gently, his eyes filled with a faint, hard-to-read emotion.
"Why aren't you answering my Den Den Mushi?"
"...You don't want me anymore? Am I not your prince now?"
"Do I not matter to you anymore?"
Content warnings/Reader's Guide
1. A silly, fluffy sweet romance! You can use my previous story, [One Piece: After Picking Up Young Zoro], as a reference for the writing style. As usual, she won't join the crew!
2. There will inevitably be some OOC. Please be understanding!
3. [A chuunibyou girl with an eccentric thought process x Sanji]
4. The girl has chuunibyou, so she thinks Sanji is a prince from a fairy tale.
5. Next up, a story about Ace: [After Becoming Ace's Bound Spirit]
▶︎ Upcoming stories set in the same series in my profile ↓
◉ Ace: [After Becoming Ace's Bound Spirit] → He calls out "Sis!" and runs straight over
◉ Captain Buggy: [Long Live Captain Buggy!] → A girl raised by Buggy
◉ Kid: [After Becoming Kid's Underling] → Disguised as a boy, but Kid's number-one underling!
A preview of the upcoming Ace story ↓
I transmigrated into the body of a child's bound spirit.
The child's name was Ace. He had a terrible temper and would swing a metal pipe at people whenever they crossed him.
The pipe passed through my pale, transparent body. I wasn't hurt at all, but the child lost his grip on the long pipe and fell to the ground.
His eyes immediately turned red, but he stubbornly held back his tears and made no sound.
Me: Oh... What-what do I do?
I floated in front of him, lazily hanging upside down, and comforted him. "Does it hurt? I think you're bleeding..."
The furious little boy, with his cute freckles, glared at me. "None of your business!"
At last, little Ace understood what a bound spirit was. My long explanation hadn't been for nothing.
But with his five-year-old mind, all he understood was that I was a ghost who "kept following him around."
...In a way, he wasn't wrong.
Ace had a hard life.
The only ones taking care of him were a bunch of rough-and-ready bandits and a grandfather who might have been a military officer. But that grandfather only came back once every six months, so he may as well not have been there at all.
As a decent young person raised under the red flag, of course I couldn't stand watching Ace run around outside every day like a feral child.
So I coaxed him into learning to dress properly and keep himself tidy. I also taught him how to tell which wild berries were edible and how to roast the meat he caught hunting.
At night, I gently patted his thin, narrow shoulders and hummed a lullaby to coax him to sleep.
He suddenly asked me, "Do you exist for my sake?"
I froze, then laughed. "Of course."
Little Ace's eyes lit up, but he still awkwardly burrowed a little deeper into my transparent embrace.
It seemed that only people Ace accepted could see me, his bound spirit.
Ace made a new friend named Sabo.
Little Sabo jumped in fright the first time he saw me and jerked backward. The familiar metal pipe came swinging down at me, passing through my transparent body.
Me: Oh my, what a familiar feeling.
A few years later, the same thing happened again. This time, though, it wasn't a metal pipe but little Luffy's rubber fist.
I thought this life would go on for a long time, until one day an accident happened and I disappeared while protecting the three little ones.
As my spirit faded away, amid the flickering white fragments, I saw Ace's furrowed brows and his hand reaching out to me in desperation.
His hand, already covered in calluses from wielding the metal pipe, closed around the mistlike fragments of my soul, then grasped at empty air.
He stared up in shock and confusion, his eyes reddening.
I'm Noya. The Whitebeard Pirates picked me up.
They said that when they found me, I was so badly injured they screamed in alarm, thinking a blood-soaked corpse was floating in the sea.
In any case, I have no memories of my past. Right now, I'm an apprentice pirate with the Whitebeard Pirates.
A man named Ace has started clinging to me.
He shouted "Sis!" as he charged at me, then buried his head in my arms.
I reached out and touched Ace's cheek where he had buried his face in my arms. My hand came away covered in warm, wet tears.
Me: ...
Is this some new kind of scam?
Content warnings/Reader's Guide
1. Sweet 1v1 romance, happy ending.
2. No BL content. Planned length: around 500,000 characters.
3. I can't think of any other warnings. I'll add more if I come up with any.
4. Updates follow the ranking schedule.
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Hope you enjoy reading, babies! Mwah mwah mwah!
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