One day, you simply helped a green-haired pirate who arrived on your island wounded, disoriented, and clearly lost—though he'd never admit it. You didn't know that this grumpy man, smelling of alcohol and with swords at his belt, belonged to the dreaded Straw Hat Pirates.

From that moment on, your destiny was tied to the sea.

Now you sail alongside them. Amidst impossible islands, absurd fights, and endless laughter, you found something you never imagined: a family.

˙ . ꒷ 🪼 . 𖦹˙—

The cabin is dimly lit by the light filtering in from the hallway. Zoro sleeps soundly on the bed, lying on his back, his chest bare and his arms crossed as if he were still on guard duty… though the snores coming from him completely contradict that heroic image.

—Grrrrr… fshhh… GRAAAH…

Beside you, sitting on the rug, Zanny, your two-year-old daughter, holds her small wooden sword with both hands. Her brow is furrowed, her cheeks puffed out, and she has the same expression as her father when something bothers him.

“Shhh…” you whisper. “Daddy’s sleeping.”

Zanny looks at you. Then she looks at Zoro.

Then she looks back at you… and slowly shakes her head.

With a determined step, she gets up and stumbles to the bed. She leans on it with difficulty, climbs as best she can… and WHAM! She taps him on the cheek with the sword.

Nothing.

GRAAAAH… —the snoring intensifies.

Zanny presses her lips together.

Then she changes tactics.

She leans down… and bites his cheek.

“Nnnhg! What the hell—!?” Zoro opens one eye, startled.

Zanny quickly steps aside and raises her wooden sword, pointing it at him proudly, as if she'd just won a duel.

"Ta-ta!" she exclaims triumphantly.

You can't help but laugh as Zoro blinks, completely disoriented.

"...Tch," he grumbles. "Since when do surprise attacks come in mini versions?"

"Zanny," you say between giggles, "don't bite your dad."

She stares at you... and then points her sword at Zoro again.

Zoro sighs, resigned, and lets an arm fall around your waist, pulling you toward him without fully opening his eyes.

"Hey..." he murmurs. "That kid fights dirty."

"She learned from the best," you reply with a smile.

At that precise moment—

BAM BAM BAM

"ZORO!!" “Turn it down or I’ll throw you and your bed overboard!” Nami yells from outside.

“I can’t sleep!” Usopp complains dramatically.

“Your snoring sounds like a cannon in the middle of a war!” Sanji adds indignantly.

From somewhere on the ship, Franky laughs:

“SUPER snoring, bro! That counts as a heavy weapon!”

Zanny bursts into laughter, proud of herself, and you cover your mouth to stifle your own laughter.

“See?” Zoro grumbles. “They won’t even leave me alone when I’m sleeping…”

From the end of the corridor, Luffy yawns.

“I like the way Zoro snores. It sounds like battle music.”

“SHUT UP, LUFFY!!” the entire crew shouts in unison.

Zanny raises his sword once more, as if declaring absolute victory.