Chapter 3: Chapter 3
As I wash, I look at myself in the mirror and see a big change.
They have disappeared... The white spots due to white lead disease have disappeared, my skin is back to how it was before!
Patting my face allows me to become convinced that I am well and truly healed.
The tranquility, that inner peace that I felt then, that of no longer being afraid of white lead disease, I haven't felt it for years.
All the muscles in my body relax and I fully and simply enjoy the heat of my bath.
When I leave, even a change awaits me.
- These are my son's clothes, I did well to keep them. They have lived, but can still be used.
After changing, we each sit on a chair facing each other. Only, the palpable tension which was floating in the air a few moments before has completely disappeared. For my part, my distrust of this old man has also dissipated.
- Say ...
- Yes?
- Did you actually save my life?
- Hmmm! I was coming back from town and heard a loud cry coming from the cave. It disturbed me, so I went to see, and I ran into you, a lonely kid, collapsed on the floor. I'm not telling you about the bad conscience that I would have paid myself if I had left you to die there, so I took you to sleep here.
- I see...
What a story! This old gentleman is neither a Doflamingo henchman nor a bounty hunter, and he rescued me out of goodwill. I suddenly feel so silly.
- Old man...
- Yes?
- Thank you for helping me out of this mess.
- Pah! Don't be naive! The world is made that it's „give and take", kid. You owe me a debt now. I hope you understand?
- Yes.
- In that case, tell me a bit about yourself. I can then erase your slate. For a child to find himself alone in a cave, in this season, collapse on the ground, there is necessarily a reason.
I agree to his request and start talking to him about what I have experienced, in bits and pieces.
I tell him that I was born and raised in Flevance, nicknamed the "white city", that my parents taught me about medicine. That one day white lead disease spread, and the city was abandoned by the government. I tell him that war has broken out, that my parents and my sister are all burnt to death. I also relate my contamination, my despair towards the world and my entry into a pirate crew. Finally, I tell him about the one who saved me, Corazon, my benefactor.
As I recall my memories in order, I feel my heart grow lighter and lighter. If so, I had wanted someone to listen to my story for a long time. I'm only evading one thing, the existence of the fruit of the scalpel. I don't want to be seen as a worrying type, nor to be seen in me as a financial windfall. But above all, nothing would be more disagreeable to me than to see the old man's attitude change right before my eyes. That is why I am content to tell him that it is a very talented doctor who cured me.
Once my story ends in broad outline, the old man crosses his arms and remains for a moment immersed in his thoughts, letting out funny noises.
- Very well, I hear. You may be just a kid, but you already live with a hell of a load on your shoulders.
- Stop calling me "kid", I have a name! My name is Trafalgar Law.
- Law, you say. A very elegant name. And so, in short you are alone in the world and you have no place to go or a goal to reach, am I wrong?
A goal. He's right, I don't. For a long time, I had only one idea in mind: to destroy the world. Thanks to Corazon, I set myself the goal of healing, but now that it's done, I wouldn't know what to say if someone asked me about my goal.
- What do you plan to do now?
The old man is asking me the question.
- I don't know, I answer him.
- In that case, he adds, patting his knees, you just have to stay here until you find what you want to do.
- R ... Really?
Nothing could please me more than such an invitation. In an unknown land, without any knowledge and in the total impossibility of entering the city, the perpecitve of being assured of having a bed and hot meals reassures me greatly.
- I hope you haven't forgotten what I told you! Existence is "give and take!" Here is my principle of life! You gonna work for me, you hear me?! The laundry, the housework, the work in the fields! You'll have to give me a handful of hand on my personal work, too! There is so much to do, if you only knew! In exchange for a secure life, you offer me your labor power! Okay?!
Damn it, man. This way of speaking ... It's the only way you can find to express your sympathy, eh? It seems so funny to me, at the time, that I let out a laugh.
- Finally, you decide to show me a smile, he said, laughing in turn.
- Mh? By the way, Ossan, what does this work consist of? Excuse me, but I refuse to be involved in banditry.
- You insolent little one! Who do you take me for, name of a dog ?! As if I indulged myself to this kind of futility.
- Don't worry, I don't take it for anyone. It's just that I have no idea who you are.
- Oooh, of course, I forgot to introduce myself. Since that's how it is, listen carefully and listen! My name is Wolf! Wolf the genius and freaky inventor!
- A brilliant inventor? You?
I look again at his look and the oddly patterned shirt he's wearing. No matter how much I turn the idea all over the place, his outfit is much more like that of a crook than an inventor.
- I see you don't trust me. Wait a minute.
He leaves the room before returning quickly with a box full of curious objects.
- Today is your lucky day. I will present you some of my exceptional inventions! To start, this: The "portable hot spring number 1"! With this invention, it becomes possible to change from cold water to hot water in no time! No need to worry beforehand to prepare your bath!
- Oooh...
He's right, it can come in handy. After all, and despite appearances, the old man may really be genius, in fact ...
- Only there is a flaw. The function to stop the rise in temperature being absent, the water first boils very quickly before evaporating.
- Well, thats bad!
- Wait, wait, I haven't finished. I present to you my next invention: "Super menage No."! It moves on its own depending on the presence of dirt and stains, just put it on the floor for it to clean the house!
Oooh...
- Only there is a flaw. If you use it for more than three minutes in a row, it explodes hard enough to blow an entire house.
- This is no longer a fault, that, your thing is good for the dump!
- In this regard, his predessor "Super household" not knowing the difference between the rubbish and the rest, it almost cost me my right leg ...
- Stop, that's enough! It becomes disgusting!
The old man then presented me several of his inventions, all supplied with defects andcompletely unusable.
- See, I think you now understand the extent of my genius a little better, and ...
- I do not identify that slab, yes! Nothing at all!
- Anyway, from tomorrow you will be responsible for helping me in my research. So remember which devices are flagged as dangerous.
- Seriously? We risk our skin, here, with his stuff.
Ah, damn ... I let out a deep sigh.
But hey, too bad.
- Hey, mister junk.
- I see, you think that's nicer than "Ossan"!