“Damn the Wover…”

  “Those scum, they’re terrible!”

  “Little Oars’ parents didn’t do anything wrong, yet they were still taken!”

  Before long—

  At Little Oars’ invitation, the group arrived at the cave where he lived. As they spent more time together, they grew familiar with one another and learhe full story of how Little Oars had ended up living alone on this isnd.

  While El already khe details, Linlin, Gerd, and Hajrudin were filled with anger ament toward the Wover, g their teeth in fury. Even Streusen, regardless of his true feelings, outwardly expressed his “anger” over the situation.

  “The Wover is truly despicable… Now I uand, no wohey disappeared!” Streusen excimed, realizing what had happened. When he first stumbled upon the isnd, he had entered Little Oars’ parents but had fled out of fear before they noticed him.

  “Oars, why don’t you e with us…” Gerd, moved by Little Oars’ tragic story, couldn’t bear to see him alone any longer. She called out, “Instead of staying here by yourself, e with us and go on adventures! We have lots of panions!”

  “Huh? Leave with you?”

  Little Oars was surprised, but at the same time, he felt tempted. It was incredibly b and lonely living alone on the isnd.

  “Oars, we’ve all been persecuted by the Wover, but we ’t give up hope…” El, looking at Little Oars—who, despite being youhan Gerd, already stood over fourteen or fifteeers tall—spread his arms and smiled. “One day, I will overthrow the cruel Wover and create a nation where all races live together in happiness!”

  “Join us!”

  “Overthrow the Wover?”

  Little Oars bit his rge fingers and blinked his fierce eyes, staring bnkly at El, who, though physically smaller, seemed t and grand in his mind. “A nation where all races live happily together… Is that really possible?”

  “Of course—”

  El fidently nodded, extending his right hand with a smile. “Will you join us?”

  “Yeah, I’ll go with you, El…”

  Overjoyed, Little Oars nodded vigorously, his giant hand firmly gripping El’s “tiny” hand.

  “Great…”

  “From today, we’re panions, Oars!”

  “Wele aboard, Oars!” Linlin, Gerd, Hajrudin, and the others cheered, happy to have him join their ranks.

  “What a pleasant surprise!” Streusen couldn’t help but smile. Whether or not El could overthrow the Wover, he was sure El would one day domihe seas like a king. Creating a nation where all races could live together didn’t seem so far-fetched either.

  “This is a gift for you!”

  El, satisfied, took out the Paramecia-type Mini Mini Fruit and ha to Little Oars. “Eat this, Oars!”

  Although Little Oars was still a young A Giant, his simple and ho nature shohrough. His strength might not yet be refined, but with proper training, El was fident that Little Oars’ potential could be fully realized, making him an even more formidable for the future.

  “What’s this?”

  Little Oars curiously examihe fruit, which seemed ically small pared to his giant hands.

  “This is a legendary Devil Fruit from the Grand Line…”

  El expined with a smile. “It will allow you to freely ge your size. That way, you won’t have to worry about your body growing too big anymore!”

  “And you’ll be able to fit on ships without breaking them!”

  “ge my size? That sounds amazing!”

  Little Oars’ eyes lit up, and without hesitatioossed the fruit into his mouth. He grinned happily as he chewed. “Thank you so much, El!”

  “You’ll see the wonders of the Mini Mini Fruit soon enough…”

  El stood up, smiling as he annouo everyone, “Everyone… let’s celebrate Oars joining us with a feast!”

  “Awesome—”

  “Feast, feast!”

  Linlin, Gerd, and Hajrudin beamed with excitement. A feast meant lots of delicious food, something they eagerly anticipated.

  “El-sama, I’ll get everything ready right away!”

  Streusen patted his chest with a grin. As a Paramecia-type Cook-Cook Fruit user, preparing a feast was no trouble for him at all.

  “Thanks for handling it!” El he power of the Cook-Cook Fruit was certainly ve, allowing Streusen to “gather ingredients” from whatever was avaible around them, at no cost.

  “Hehe, we’ll help too…”

  “I’ll take care of the ingredients!” Hajrudin ughed, eager to tribute.

  Linlin, Gerd, and Hajrudin, already familiar with Streusen’s powers, eagerly rushed out of the cave to gather “ingredients.”

  “Huh? What’s this…?”

  Little Oars watched in awe as Linlin, Hajrudin, and the others carried rge stones and logs into the cave. Streusen drew his short sword and effortlessly sliced through them as if cutting tofu. In the blink of ahe stone and wood were transformed into delicious-looki slices and cakes, leaving Little Oars’ mouth watering.

  “Don’t be surprised…”

  Seeing Little Oars’ amazed and somewhat goofy expression, El ughed and expined, “Streusen is a Paramecia-type Cook-Cook Fruit user. He turn any non-living material into fresh ingredients, and with his cooking skills, they bee delieals!”

  “Wow, that’s incredible!”

  Little Oars excimed in admiration. He was just about to step forward to help when suddenly, his body began to shrink. In the blink of an eye, he was ner than a fingernail. If you didn’t look closely, you could barely see him.

  “Huh?”

  “Oars shrank!”

  “So this is the power of the Mini Mini Fruit?”

  Everyone was stunned as they watched the now-miniature Oars, no more than a few millimeters tall, barely visible. They all gathered around in curiosity to examine him.

  “Whoosh!”

  In the moment, Oars began growing again, this time to the size of a person’s knee.

  “This is amazing… I’ve really shrunk!”

  Looking up at El, Linlin, Gerd, and the others, Oars was filled with wonder aement. He found the whole experiehrilling.

  “Whoosh…”

  Oars then grew again, reag about five or six meters tall, now about the same height as El, Linlin, and the others.

  “Now I’m the same size as everyone else…” He scratched his head with a big grin.

  “You shrink down to just a few millimeters, row to several meters…”

  El nodded in satisfa, Oars, now the same height as himself. “It seems the shrinking isn’t fixed. It ge freely based on the user’s will.”

  “Everyone…”

  Soon after, Streusen, having finished his preparations, called out to the group. “Everything’s ready, the feast begin!”

  “Is it ready? Awesome!”

  “Streusen, I want durian pizza!”

  “Durian’s terrible, beef pizza is the best!”

  The group excitedly rao the feast. As they gazed at the dazzling array of delicious, crystal-clear dishes, even El felt his appetite growing. As for the others—still children, after all—like Linlin, Gerd, Hajrudin, and Little Oars, their eyes sparkled with excitement, and they could hardly stop themselves from drooling.

  “Everyone, dig in. Once we’re done, we’ll head back to Dreamnd!”

  “Yeah—Yeah—”