Sea der 1343, New World, Seikatsu try, Seikatsu Academy.
Room 2A
A buzzed with clusters of voices, children leaoward one aaking, discussing, sharing, or debating over trivial things. Pens tapped against their desks, chairs scraped the floor, and the occasional ugh rang iween.
The room is spacious yet structured, desigo fortably aodate students of all sizes. From the tall, regur windows, sunlight ehe room, while the wooden desks are arranged in five rows of six for the students to sit fortably.
At the front of the css, a rge whiteboard spans the width of the room. To the side, stands the teacher's desk, ly stacked with lesson pns with a long wooden sti top of the notes.
Just beside stood a tall-looking young woman in a modest dress with a flowing cardigan.
Seeing the noisy css that didn’t seem to stop, she raised her voice.
"Silence, Css."
Chatters of the students silenced and they turowards the teacher.
The css sists of 30 students from a variety of races, with half ing from humans with abnormal heights ranging from 1m to 2m, especially sidering the students age which just reached 10.
Of the other 15, 3 e from the long arm tribe, another set of 3 es from the loribe, 4 es from uer 2 from fishermen, and another 2 from merfolk, a twins from mink tribe a cat boy and a dog girl.
The st 3 es from rare races, a wotan a rare hybrid from fish and a giant ,an oni, even a bueer. Just like all other csses.
She sed the students before asking.
"Who tell me about the Life of The Adventurer?"
Students g each other over the easy question and started to raise their hands. She g them and poi a boy.
"You with the red eye"
A boy of average stature pared to his cssmates, he blinked his striking red eye and got up shaking his head.
"I'm Akira… not red eye, How many times do I have to you, Ma’am"
And then he answered.
…
Land of Life otherwise known as Seikatsu try is a try in the new world unaffiliated with the wover. It is located on the north side of the New World, west of wano try, east of calm belt…
But until around 100 years ago, it was uhe rule of giant animals. With a small group of humans sustaining themselves, no outsider ever wao e here.
But that all ged when The Adventurer, Alfred Hawthroered, he single-handedly tamed the all the beasts and created a safe haved for future residents.
The small tribe thanked him and wanted him to bee their king but he refused and traveled the world, returning every few months or years, each time ing back with a new rad popution to enrich the nd.
He got old aled and lived a peaceful life, He achieved his ambition of being the stro, traveled the whole world, and did everything, Just because he did everything doesn’t mean it’s enough, even though he bee the stro his family didn’t live a vish life, they lived in poverty.
Evehe gold rush happeheir life didn’t get better so his children made their dream to bee the richest in the world, they fouhe Hawthrone Corporation and it went on to bee the richest and most powerful business in the world.
Even the Academy they are staying in is built by the Hawthrone corporation.
…
As the boy answered, two girls appeared at the doorway with a bag on their shoulders, between the girls one looked noticeably taller thaher.
The irl turned and watched the teacher with her crimson eye, waiting, while the younger one fixed her gaze on the speaking boy.
Just as Akira finished, he moved swiftly from his desk, heading for the door. But before he could pass, the teacher caught his arm.
"Where do you think yoing?"
Akira turo her.
"Ma'am, my sisters have e."
"What?"
The teacher asked fused, why does that have to do with anything?
Akira replied.
"Ma’am They are here for me, I o go."
She didn’t even spare a g the girls.
"Show me your hand."
Akira hesitated slightly.
"Ma'am, It's my father's birthday today."
She didn’t even hear what he said and snapped.
"I said, Show me your hand"
Akira lowered his head and slowly raised his hand.
The teacher picked up the bamboo stick from her desk and struck his palm.
His sister's fli the sharp sound, while he ched his eyes shut, swallowing his pain. Not letting out a single sound.
"Hand Up"
She ordered.
Akira raised his trembling hand. Arike.
The teacher pced the stick ba the desk and said pointing at a er.
"Go kneel over there until the css is over."
In silence, Akira walked to the er of the room, turned, and k with his arms raised, silently staring at the teacher.
"... Let's tihe wover's attempted…"
She resumed her lessons.
Some times ter…
A sharp bell sound started ringing.
Hearing the bell, Akira took his eye off the teacher turowards the ringing bell, and got up to his feet.
The teacher finished her css and asked.
"Uood?"
Came the chorus of voices.
"Yes, Ma'am"
Without hesitation, Akira ran past his teacher, overtaking his sisters as he disappeared down the corridor.
The teacher's gaze followed him. Then her eyes drifted to his desk where his bag was, he didn’t even take his bag with him.
The hallway echoed with rapid thud of footsteps as he sprinted down the corridor. His breadth came in short bursts.
He rahe corridor, jumped over the stairs, and ran to the carriage that waited just outside of the exit.
The carriage's bck gold frame was adorned with intricate sea serpent engravings. With heavy, reinforced wheels that crushed the dirt beh them. The windows are tinted and draped with velvet curtains.
At the front stood, Two massive bears tied to the carriage, their thick fur dark as the abyss, it had the sharp cw that could tear through steel. A golden-pted harness ed around its body.
The beast's eyes gleamed with intelligence as they watched the surrounding crowd. As they stared at the luxurious carriage.
It then turs head to the gate just in time to see Akira exit the gate aered the carriage and waited for sisters to join him.
After his sister ehe carriage, the carriage driver whistled to the bears and they moved toward their home.
…
Castle of life
The movement carriage stopped, and Akira bolted out to the castle door.
The castle stood with quiet grandeur. Tall, fluted ns framed the entrance. Afternoon sun gleamed through the arched windows trimmed in dark wood.
The exterior wall is smooth white paihe roof, a gentle slope of dark ste, trasted the bright walls, while a single baly on the sed floor overlooked the entryway.
With 2 guards at the door surveying for any potential threat.
Akira ran through the grand double door while shouting.
"Dad!"
His footsteps and voice echoed through the vast halls. He peeked into the dining room empty. The long table stretched into the distance.
"Dad?'
He dashed through corridors, past the t painting of his aor. He checked his dad's study, then to the library, His voice grew more urgent.
"Dad?"
The house felt too empty.
Seeing Akira's futile effort, A woman atg in silence sighed.
"Akira"
Akira stopped in his track turned and ran to her arms.
"Mom"
Yuri Hawthrone, Akira's mom, wore a gown, that flowed around her in delicate yers of silk and embroidery, her dark bck eyes gazed at him as she held him close.
He pulled away slightly.
"where's dad?"
She gently smoothed his hair.
"you know he's a busy man. He had to rush to the factory."
Akira's face fell.
Trying to lift his spirit, she smiled.
"Why don't we make a e of your father? That way, one stay at home while the other works."
"ing takes too long, Mom."
"We'll have to find a body double… But no matter how many lookalikes we find, no one pare to Dad."
…
Seikatsu Factory.
Akira took the carriage from the castle to the factory to find his dad.
The factory's maes hummed, and steam hissed from the massive vents. The carriage came to a halt.
Akira wasted no time. He leaped out and ran inside.
"Dad"
His voice rang through the factory. One by one, workers paused, turning toward the source of the sound. Sounds of maery softened as silence spread.
"Dad"
"Dad"
Only his voice echoed.
…
Castle of life
Moonlight filtered through three massive windows as shadows stretched across the polished wood, flickering with eaent of the curtains. Papers are scattered on the polished table.
A crimson-eyed man sat on the grand dining table with a cigarette in his hand while gng at the stack of papers, Zenjiro Hawthrone, current chairman of Hawthrone corporation and husband of Yuri Hawthrone.
Yuri approached quietly.
"...The Kids made a cake for you,"
"They waited… but got tired making the cake ao bed."
Zenjiro remained silent, he stopped w but his gaze still lingered on the dots.
She sighed.
"You didn't evehem after calling them back from Academy."
"I'll make it up to them."
Zenjiro replied.
Yuri shook her head.
"They notice everything, Zenjiro. And it bothers them."
She took the cigarette from his hand, pressed it into the ashtray, and asked.
"You know what he said yesterday?"
"He wants to ge his o Zenjiro II."
Zenjiro took his gaze from the papers and looked up at Yuri.
"I tried tue, But do you know what he said?"
Yuri tinued.
"If there be so many kings and dragons with names like Kento II and Hiroki V, then why not Zenjiro II?"
Her voice softened.
"You're his superhero. 't you spare just ten minutes of your day for your son?"
…
Some times ter…
Zenjiro opened Akira’s bedroom d the sleeping Akira and theered.
Akira's room is filled with posters of the navy, pirates, kings, scattered books, and even a wooden sword on the wall as a dispy.
He walked over aly took a letter from Akira's hand. His gaze flickered to the red mark on the boy's palm.
Thehe letter.
"Dad, in my life, I want you to be my son.
I want you to see how much I love you.
You learn from it.
Because in the life after that,
I will once again be your son, and you will be my dad.
Then you express your love In your unique way.
Instead of how I do it.
I hope you uand, Dad.
If you do, that would be more than enough for me."
…
Seikatsu Academy
The day Akira stood before his cssmates, handing out sakura mochi a delicate mochi cake made of sweet pink-colored rice cake, red bean paste, and pickled cherry blossom leaf. His cssmates eagerly took the sweets.
A Fishman with gsses took one and grinned.
"Happy birthday to your father"
Akira nodded.
"Thank you."
A chubby bueer followed.
"Happy birthday to your father"
"Thank You."
Then, a girl chimed in.
"Happy birthday to your father"
"Thank You."
The fisherman adjusted his frames and asked.
"By the way, How could you fet y at school?"
A Lean man leaned in and muttered.
"Yeah the teacher took y with her, But after finding out about your dad she retur to your desk"
Akira hahe sweet to the st student, who also said.
"Happy birthday to your father"
Turning back, He met the fishmen gaze and answered.
"Yeah well, I was finally going to meet my father after his trip to Wano."
A girl tilted her head.
"Do you love your Dad?"
"I love my father more than anything in the whole world."
The chubby bueer raised an eyebrow.
"Everyone loves their parents. What makes yours so special?"
The fishmen kid smirked.
"Yeah. And what do you mean by 'more than anything'?"
"How do you even measure love?"
Akira smiled.
"The same way you measure effort by how much time you give it."
"How?"
Akira expined.
"It's like studying all year and theing grades that tell the differeween…"
He poi the fishmen.
"Who failed."
Then at the bueer.
"Who passed."
And finally, at himself.
"And who came first."
The css fell silent. Akira let his words settle before adding.
"In the same way, time will show if my love for my father… fails, passes, or es out on top."
