Hinata Kiyoshi's story (One Piece fanfic)

I was actually woken up by my biological clock on time. As soon as I opened my eyes, I got up immediately. I had to make breakfast and boil medicine for my sick mother... No, this is not the room I have been living in...

The memories of yesterday flooded into my mind again...ah...my mother has passed away...I also left that world...I came to a sea and joined a pirate group.

My body has shrunk, and I have returned to when I was about eight years old, and I have met so many children of about the same age. They are all "mother's" children... That's it...

I lay back on the bed feeling a little disappointed. I no longer had to get up early to cook medicine for my mother, nor did I have to cook breakfast for the family. It was a completely different life...

But I didn't have time to continue relaxing. I jumped up and got dressed, took the kunai that Peros gave me yesterday, and planned to go for morning exercise. After all, the day's plan lies in the morning.

Perros couldn't get up at this time. After all, it was only six o'clock in the morning. I left the castle and ran out of the city. No one knew me on the road, so at least I didn't need to say hello, and most shops were not open.

The town didn't seem to be very big. At my speed, I was completely out of the city in less than twenty minutes. The outside of the city looked completely undeveloped. Maybe I could find a good place to practice without even asking Peros.

It is also very distressing to have no opponent. After all, using the Byakugan to operate Baguazhang is a ninjutsu that requires cooperation to improve. But it doesn't matter. After that, you can just find a way to make a few wooden stakes. Let's practice the basic skills first. .

There seemed to be a forest on the southeastern coast of the island. It became a place for me to practice running from the outskirts of the city. The distance was long enough and the terrain was undulating. After entering the forest, I started practicing kunai, hitting wherever I pointed. Now that there are no shurikens, the kunai cannot fly with the spinning effect. This is the only way for now. When conditions are available later, we can build it again.

For two hours, I didn't finish today's practice until 8 o'clock in the morning. The trees in that small area were full of traces of kunai. Fortunately, they couldn't speak, otherwise they would definitely denounce me.

When I returned to the castle, I found Peros already waiting in front of my room.

"I knocked on the door and found no sound, so I realized you weren't there. Where did you go so early in the morning?" He seemed a little dissatisfied.

"Go and train. This is the training of a ninja."

"Where are you going? You're not going to beat up some gangsters, are you?"

"How is that possible? It's the forest on the outskirts of the city and in the southeast corner. The terrain is undulating, which is very suitable for practice."

"Let's go change clothes first, and then go have breakfast."

"Ah."

I went back to the room and changed out of my sweaty clothes. There were already clothes similar to my style in the closet. Was this also arranged by Peros? So incredibly thoughtful and attentive.

When I came here, I found that the clothes I was wearing were the clothes I wore when I was a child. This was also one of the evidences that I was sure that I had become smaller. A light-colored cross-over garment with a belt is enough, and the pants are also light-colored. When I grew up, because I often had to go out on missions, I tended to choose dark-colored clothing so that stains would not be too obvious.

After changing clothes, Peros and I went to the kitchen dining room. Peros said that there are still a few floors above the castle that have not yet been built. After the construction is completed, the kitchen should be moved to the eighth floor. Now it is only temporarily arranged on the third floor.

It seemed to be a little early. Apart from the chef, Peros and I were the only ones in the kitchen. Breakfast was goat's milk, soft spindle bread (this was what Peros said, and I didn't know it before), and sweet blueberry jam.

Seeing someone coming to eat, the chef came out from behind the cooking table. Perros greeted him: "Good morning, chef."

It turns out that this short man is the Shuto Roy Jean that Peros mentioned before, the veteran figure who co-founded the pirate group with his mother.

"Is this the new ninja who joined the pirate group? It was spread yesterday. Welcome to the bigmom pirate group."

"Thank you." I didn't know what to answer for a while, but it's always right to say thank you.

"You guys can eat first. I have to prepare Lingling's breakfast, so I won't accompany you."