One Piece's Bizzare Adventure

Unlike other strong-willed S-Class heroes, Child Emperor could be considered one of the few "normal people" among the top heroes of the Hero Association.

As the chief strategist, he was even more knowledgeable about many internal matters of the association than Sitch, the official in charge.

Flying back to the base with a heavy heart, Child Emperor's mood was somewhat solemn.

The staff responsible for reception approached, wearing a very standard business smile. "Child Emperor, you've worked hard."

"You too."

Child Emperor nodded in acknowledgment and said, "Where's Sitch? I have something to ask him."

The staff member answered truthfully, "Mr. Sitch is in the conference room receiving a new hero."

"Wait, what did you say!"

Child Emperor instantly grasped the key point in the person's words.

A new hero.

Could it be... "Which conference room are they in?"

"Um, the first conference room."

With the answer, Child Emperor hurriedly headed towards the first conference room.

Running to the conference room door with familiarity, he took out a few small metal balls from his pocket.

"Go."

Receiving the command, the metal balls suddenly expanded into dark mechanical ants.

Child Emperor tapped his glasses and received the feedback from the ants' field of vision.

In the conference room.

"I can agree to all the other conditions, but this ranking... To be honest with you, although I am the head of the Hero Association, many things are not decided by me alone."

Sitch smiled bitterly.

"It's a matter of great importance, and I hope you can understand."

"I understand."

Jon wasn't pressing.

After a pause, he said in a deep voice, "However, I won't stay here forever."

Sitch nodded.

"As long as you can step in when the association is in crisis, that's enough."

So easy to talk to.

It seemed like you were indeed short-handed~ Jon was very satisfied.

Just as he was about to shake hands with Sitch to settle the matter.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.

Color of Arms Haki-enhanced Shigan!

Pew! Pew! Pew!

Compressed air bullets were shot out swiftly.

There was a low explosion in the conference room.

Sitch was startled and fell to the ground.

Jon summoned his Stand, disappearing without a trace.

When he reappeared, he had flashed outside the conference room and apprehended a suspicious-looking elementary school student in a restraining manner.

"Ouch! Ouch! Stop, I'm not an enemy!"

Child Emperor never imagined that his signature robot 'Stealth Ant Lord' would be discovered.

In a desperate situation, he shouted, "I'm Child Emperor, I'm a hero!"

Child Emperor?

Jon glanced at the elementary school student who looked a lot like Conan.

After a moment of contemplation, he released his grip.

Child Emperor heaved a sigh of relief.

That was close, he almost got himself into trouble.

Just then, Sitch rushed out of the conference room and saw Child Emperor looking flustered. After a moment's thought, he understood what had happened and said with an unfriendly expression, "Child Emperor, were you eavesdropping again!"

"Um, Mr. Sitch, I didn't hear anything."

Child Emperor felt extremely frustrated.

Just as he smoothly put away the 'Stealth Ant Lord' into the room, he got hit.

Who would he reason with?

Thinking of this, Child Emperor looked at Jon.

Coincidentally, Jon was also looking at Child Emperor.

One tall, one short, the contrast was stark.

At first glance, it looked like a new father taking his child out.

"Cough."

Perhaps feeling the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Child Emperor cleared his throat lightly and introduced himself, "Mr. Joestar, hello, I'm Child Emperor, ranked fifth among S-Class heroes."

"Do you know me?"

Jon was puzzled.

Child Emperor explained, "Not only do I know you, but you're also a celebrity now. Information about you has spread all over the internet!"

On the internet?

Upon hearing this, Sitch had a bad premonition and quickly took out his phone.

As expected, on the homepage of the news push, he saw many extremely unfavorable comments to the Hero Association.

"Child Emperor, you stay with Jon and show him around for a bit. I'll go handle some things."

A public opinion crisis was also a crisis.

If the taxpayers' emotions weren't appeased, how could they pay the heroes and staff's salaries!

Leaving these words behind, Sitch hurriedly left.

Jon scratched his forehead.

Was this leader for real? How could he just leave the client and return to the office to work overtime by himself?

Child Emperor smiled wryly.

"Well, Mr. Sitch is just like that. You'll get used to it. Anyway, you're the new S-Class hero who joined the association, right? Nice to meet you."

"You know I'm an S-Class hero?" Jon blinked. "You must have heard the conversation between me and Sitch."

"No, no, you already busted my surveillance robot right away. I haven't had the chance to hear a word. Actually, it's not difficult to guess. Someone like you, with such strength, can only be an S-Class hero."

It must be said that talking to smart people sure was easy.

"My strength is still far from enough."

Jon smiled, and he suddenly remembered about Saitama.

"So, as an apology just now, let me show you around the association."

Child Emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, his new colleague seemed to be a normal guy.

Jon had no objections.

Starting from the first floor, the two toured the entire association.

Jon gained a general understanding of the place.

In simple terms, the Hero Association was like the adventurers' guild in light novels. Wherever there was an emergency, reinforcements would be sent there.

By defeating monsters, professional heroes received rewards from the association.

And the association's main source of income was the taxes paid by the citizens.

"So, I finally fulfilled my dream from my past life and became a government official?"

Jon thought to himself.

"If you want to rest, the association has dedicated rooms for bathing and sleeping. There are also facilities for combat and basic training. However, most S-Class heroes don't live here."

After a brief interaction, Child Emperor's fondness for Jon increased a bit, and the conversation began to flow more freely.

After a moment of silence, Jon asked, "What about Silver Fang? Does he often come to the association?"

"Master Bang usually stays in his own dojo."

Although Child Emperor didn't know why Jon suddenly mentioned Bang, he truthfully replied, "He's too old, and he hasn't been actively participating in hero activities in recent years."

"I see."

Jon felt somewhat disappointed.

After learning Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist, he had been wanting to have a match with a true practitioner of the art to confirm his own skills.

It was as if Child Emperor had read Jon's mind and said, "If you want to see Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist, I can take you to Master Bang's dojo."

"Really? That's great!"

Indeed, an elementary schooler with such high intelligence knew how to handle people.

Jon was overjoyed.

Thousands of kilometers away, in City S.

Mount Qingshan, the dojo of 'Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist'.

"Hey, Onii-chan, long time no see."

Bang, with all-white hair, stood with his hands behind his back and greeted his visiting brother with a smile.