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Dracule Mihawk x Shank's Daughter Reader (Part 1)

Usually you didn't make late trips to the post office but that still didn't stop you from getting your letter over to your father asap.

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(Mihawk's POV)

I was on my way back to my home after paying an old friend a visit when something caught my attention.

I sensed something that I haven't sensed in a while.

A strong Haki user is nearby.

I have only met one other person with a haki as strong as this one, but it can't be him.

Can't it?

I had just left him drunk on his rest stop not too long ago.

Had he sobered up that quickly?

Only one way to find out.

I had changed courses and headed over to some unknown island.

If this person is who I think it is, then going home would be impossible.

Even more so than before.

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I have not been on this island for 10 minutes and already I hate it.

There are too many people on such a small island and there is too much noise.

I have always preferred silence

Its comforting and I can actually hear myself think.

But even after all this noise I can still focus on the Haki I had sensed.

I continued to follow it until it led me to the island's post office.

Something feels odd.

Not because of where I am, but I sense a bad aura.

I glance around and see a lot of men lingering around.

Why so many on this specific location?

Surely this isn't just a coincidence..

After some time the door opens and a young woman about to leave the post office, smiling and thanking the person in charge before taking her leave.

Is she the haki user?

She looks too innocent and frail to obtain such power.

Though I will admit, she is perhaps the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on.

But apparently I was not the only one.

By the time she takes a few steps forward, the men's gaze linger towards hers.

Is she not aware?

A woman as attractive as she is shouldn't be wandering off alone.

Does she not know the dangers that are occurring at this very moment?

Usually I don't get myself involved in other people's problems.

But her.

I don't know what has become of me.

But it's almost as if I feel compelled to look out for her.

It was at that moment I noticed the men hiding have moved in closer the further she walked away.

Me- "Oh, dammit.."

I then stepped out from the shadows and walked in another direction that also connected to the path that she is headed for.