RETURNING TO WANO…

As the sun began to set over Wano, the sky shifted into hues of orange and pink, casting a warm glow over the familiar island. I leaned against the railing of the ship, taking in the view—nostalgia flooding over me. The crew’s excitement was palpable, their cheers for Luffy carrying across the breeze, echoing in the evening air. There was a sense of homecoming, though it had been so long since we’d last set foot on this land.

"Ahh… It’s been ages," I muttered, a wistful smile tugging at the corners of my lips. "We haven’t been here since we said our goodbyes to Oden. I suppose Momo and Hiyori must be all grown up now, huh?" My voice trailed off, mix of fondness and a tinge of sadness as memories of those days came rushing back.

Yasopp, standing a little distance away from the group, seemed lost in his own thoughts. His gaze fixed on the island, his posture tense. Without warning, he blurted out, “Wait!! Let’s not disembark yet! I… I don’t think I’m ready to see Usopp again!”

The crew erupted in laughter at his outburst, but it was clear that Yasopp’s apprehension wasn’t entirely out of place. After all, how do you face your own son after so many years apart? Still, some of the others couldn’t resist teasing him, and a few of them began shouting about "Kidd" or excitedly talking about catching up with Luffy after their long journey.

The atmosphere on board was filled with a mix of anticipation and noise. The sounds of the crew joking and shouting, some still arguing about minor details, only grew louder as the ship gently rocked against the waves. The water splashed against the sides of the vessel, adding to the din, but there was something comforting about the chaotic energy. It felt like the calm before the storm, with Wano looming ever closer on the horizon.

I took a deep breath, savoring the moment, before turning to Yasopp with a grin. "You’ll be fine. Usopp’s waited long enough, don’t you think?"

But as the ship inched closer to the island, I couldn’t help but wonder what awaited