get lost

The town is built along a crescent-shaped natural bay, where the azure waters are as mysterious and beautiful as the most exquisite gemstones, with waves gently lapping against the white sand. Several fishing boats are moored on the beach, their nets drying in the sun, exuding a clean scent of seaweed mixed with sunlight.

A long wooden bridge stretched out into the sea, with small boats moored to its piers, swaying gently with the waves. The boy with the green hair looked around, then stepped onto the planks and went straight to the island. What made him stand out was that he carried three knives at his waist.

The streets are lined with white-walled, blue-tiled buildings, and every window sill is adorned with blooming flowers, their vibrant colors seemingly stolen from the entire world. The rooftops are a warm terracotta color, gleaming like freshly baked loaves of bread in the midday sun.

A very... delicious island.

The air is filled with the irresistible aroma of grilled fish, the sweet and sour scent of fresh oranges, and the rich, irresistible fragrance of freshly baked buttered bread from the bakery. The shouts of fishmongers, the rhythmic hammering of blacksmiths, and the sounds of accordions and laughter from the taverns intertwine to create a unique symphony of Gem Bay.

Glug, glug!

The boy with the green algae-like hair had a rumbling stomach and was starting to lose control as he looked at the seafood fried rice over there.

"Young man, would you like a bowl?" the female owner invited happily; the boy wasn't very old.

"I..." have no money.

"Boss, another order of seafood fried noodles to go, a large one!" a young girl called out energetically, holding up an empty plate with a bright and sunny smile.

"Okay!" the female boss replied, glancing at the young man out of the corner of her eye before going inside to start cooking.

"Huh? Green algae head?" Luna put down the CD and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief. She had been in this world for a month and was looking for a ship to Windmill Village, hoping to make an appearance for Luffy.

"Who's the green-haired one? Who are you?" Zoro frowned, looking quite fierce.

“I… Yunxiu.” Luna touched her face, remembering why he didn’t recognize her.

Zoro chuckled, his brows furrowing even more. The girl before him was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a beautiful face, black hair, and black eyes. Her head was slightly bowed, like a blooming snow lotus. When she smiled, the beauty mark at the corner of her eye revealed even more of her delicate beauty, completely different from the frightening purple-haired girl he remembered…

"How is this possible?" He couldn't believe it at all.

"You mean this? When you're out and about, using your own face can easily attract resentment and cause a lot of trouble if someone comes knocking on your door." Luna snapped her fingers, and a purple-haired, red-eyed girl appeared beside her before quickly disappearing.

Zoro: "..."

Who is it?

They must have done something bad.

Glug glug glug!

The unusually loud shout created an awkward atmosphere. Luna smiled slightly, looking at the boy whose face was ashen, and held back her laughter.

"Please sit down, it's my treat."

"...Thanks, I'll pay you back when I have the money." Zoro quickly recovered and finally had a full meal after several days.

Luna chuckled, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at him: "Why are you so hungry?"

Zoro, clutching the plate, gulped down three plates of fried rice before letting out a satisfied burp. He picked his teeth, sipped his tea, and lazily explained the situation.

He set sail to find the greatest swordsman, but... he didn't know where to look, he just got lost.

Hahahaha!

"Don't laugh!"

"Hahaha!"

"Hey, have you finished laughing?!"

The two joked around for a while and then laughed. Meeting an old friend in a foreign land was indeed a delightful thing. Seeing Zoro in such a sorry state, Luna took him to a room where he could wash up and sleep. She also bought him a couple of changes of clothes so he wouldn't smell bad.

Zoro, who was told he smelled bad: ...

The two came out of the clothing store, and Zoro was wearing a black t-shirt and trousers. He was tall and slender with a large chest, looking like a strong young man.

Luna was quite satisfied; he looked much better now. She turned around to pay, only to find the green-haired man... gone. The tall, green, and supposedly very conspicuous figure behind her... had vanished.

She looked around blankly at the crowded street, and quickly realized: Green-haired guy, he's a total terrible navigator!

Luna stood there blinking, feeling no surprise whatsoever, only a sense of "as expected" and resignation.

"Zoro?"

She tentatively called out, but her voice was quickly drowned out by the noise of the street, without even an echo. She had no choice but to buy a backpack, stuff the clothes she'd bought for Zoro inside, and wander around the neighborhood as a formality. She asked a takoyaki vendor, who shook his head blankly. She then stood on tiptoe, trying to spot the iconic three swords in the surging crowd. All she could see were unfamiliar faces coming and going.

A strange sense of calm replaced her initial helplessness. Luna stopped her futile steps, looked at the unfamiliar long street that she knew she could never have walked the right path on her own, and sighed helplessly.

"Sigh, never mind." She sighed softly, turned around, and stopped searching in the chaotic crowd, resolutely setting off on her way back to the hotel. The sunlight cast long shadows, making the place all the more peaceful and serene.

Luna could even imagine what he looked like right now. Perhaps he was standing at a completely wrong crossroads, arms crossed, brows furrowed, with astonishing confidence heading in the opposite direction from his destination.

If it's lost, it's lost.

It's not a big deal.

Pushing open the hotel's wooden sliding door, a cool breeze wafted in from the entrance. The landlady smiled and nodded. Luna returned the greeting, then went straight upstairs and opened the door to her room.

She washed up and went to sleep in her room, watching the flow of people through the glass window, and nibbling on her after-meal fruit.

Luna had no idea that Zoro wouldn't be able to find his way back all night. Her lips twitched, a realization dawning on her of Zoro's terrible sense of direction. She dispersed her two mental constructs and began searching for him at opposite ends of Crescent Island.

It took a while before they finally found the green algae-headed creature sleeping soundly on its back on a rooftop. Looking at the green abdominal belt around its waist, Luna finally understood why it was wearing it.

She landed and patted the green-haired man's head. Seeing that he was still asleep, she kicked him. She then brought him back, paid him, and told him to clean up the unoccupied room before taking a shower.

Luna pointed to the contents of her bag, hovering in mid-air, and said, "Clothes, toothpaste and toothbrush, towel, soap, toilet paper."

"Thanks." Zoro chuckled, feeling a little embarrassed, and took the new clothes into his room, washing them as he went.

Luna's main body outside has already gone to have breakfast. The seafood pasta was alright, and I didn't get tired of the seafood soup. Since I can eat more vegetables on land, I definitely should eat more.

Zoro put on a blue shirt and leather sandals, walked downstairs, and sat down in front of Luna to start eating. He hadn't eaten dinner yesterday evening and was starving.

"You can't go on like this, you'll die sooner or later." Luna looked disgusted. This person... has no clothes, doesn't eat on time, and is always getting injured.

"No, I haven't achieved my ambitions yet," Zoro mumbled, implying he wasn't that weak.

Men always have a strange kind of confidence. Luna scratched her head, thinking that if he weren't part of the main cast, he would have killed himself long ago.

Watching Zoro devour plate after plate, gulping down food like a cheetah or lion on the plains, eating enough for a week after one meal, his eating habits are completely irregular.

Luna propped her head up with one hand, scrutinizing Zoro's appearance, feeling that something was off. Something seemed missing. Was it because the green-haired man was too young and lacked presence? Or was it because the three swords at his waist didn't look the same as she remembered?

"Huh? What are you doing?" Zoro asked vaguely, noticing her unobstructed gaze.

Luna's gaze finally settled on the guy's ear. She stood up and threatened, "Wait here for me. Don't wander off. Otherwise, I won't pay you and I'll make you wash dishes in the shop."

“……(⊙o⊙)…Oh?” Zoro’s eyes glazed over, and he nodded obediently.

Washing dishes and stuff like that, that's so nasty!

He doesn't have time to do these things!

However, I do owe her a lot of money!

Damn it, why aren't any wanted criminals showing up?

Zoro felt his appetite had diminished considerably, so he slowed down his eating pace, afraid that if Luna returned late, the shop owner would force him to wash dishes.

A short while later, Luna returned, paying the bill with a bright smile, and then grabbed his arm to lead him outside. Zoro felt a sharp pain in his arm; the little girl in front of him was a head shorter than him, but incredibly strong, and he could barely break free. The pinch marks on his arm were probably purple by now.

Back in the room, Zoro was thrown onto a chair. He looked at Luna, looking weak and helpless. She was pinching her ear and sticking needles into it. He didn't know what she was going to do.

"Hiss, what are you doing?"

"I'll mark you." Luna pierced his ears three times, disinfected them with iodine, and then inserted the gold pendant earrings she had just bought, even tugging at the holes a little. Then, she used her palm magic to speed up the scabbing, and she quickly finished the ear piercings.

"What mark?" Zoro didn't think Luna would harm him; she was just a bit of a playful person.

Luna put the nut on him, patted his shoulder and smiled, her pretty face full of joy: "This has my mark on it, so no matter where you are in the future, I will be able to find you."

Knock knock!

Zoro touched the extra thing on his earlobe, his heart inexplicably racing. He didn't have time to process the overwhelming emotion before he lowered his head slightly at her smiling face. He wasn't well-suited to receiving tender emotions; most of his friends in Shimotsuki Village were boys, and he'd only really gotten along with girls since Ina.

"Don't make it sound like I have no sense of direction." Yunxiu was one of the few girls who was willing to talk to him.

"Aren't you one?" Luna's brow twitched, and she almost wanted to draw her sword and kill him. This guy had absolutely no self-awareness. Every time he got lost, he had this inexplicable confidence, saying things like, "I feel like I've seen this place before," or "That place looks the same." What the hell?

She slammed her hand on the table and uttered a well-known, sarcastic remark: "If all these islands in the ocean were connected, you could get lost all the way to Laugh Tale!"

Zoro: "..."

How fierce!

Forget it, a good man doesn't argue with a woman.