One Piece: Supreme Check-In System-Chapter 40: Walking Around in Fish-Man Island

Inside the Voidreign ship, most of the crew remained peacefully asleep after the grand banquet with King Neptune. The ship gently rocked beneath the waves, its proud flag bearing the iconic panda in a cowboy hat fluttering even underwater, protected by advanced technology.

jessie back in the ship and sleep in his bedroom.

the sun slowly rise,

Inside the main cabin, Jessie slowly stirred. He had returned late from his intense conversation with King Neptune, and now, sunlight slipping through the glass dome above the ship's deck woke him.

Only one other person was awake.

Meruem sat at the ship's edge, cross-legged, quietly staring into the distance with cold, unblinking eyes. His aura was unreadable, detached yet alert. A small panda — Blackeye, munching endlessly on bamboo — perched casually on his shoulder. The two seemed locked in a quiet understanding, unaffected by the chaos of the outside world.

Jessie stretched and yawned, tossing on his signature black coat and cowboy hat, then quietly exited the ship, stepping onto the soft coral paths of Fish-Man Island. Moments later, Uta followed, humming a soft tune as she caught up to him, curiosity dancing in her eyes.

"Where are you headed, captain?" she asked, adjusting her headphones.

Jessie replied with a smirk, "Just curious... I heard there's a Poneglyph on this island. I want to see it for myself."

Uta's eyes widened. "That big ancient rock with unreadable writing? Let's go!"

The two navigated through the vibrant underwater city. Fish-Man Island was lively even in the early morning—fishmen and merfolk greeted them with a mix of awe and caution. News of the Voidreign Pirates' arrival had already spread like wildfire across the island.

After about twenty minutes, Jessie and Uta arrived at the edge of the island — the serene Sea Forest. Beautiful glowing corals and swaying sea plants surrounded the place, and deep within, partially hidden by moss and barnacles, stood the massive black Poneglyph. It was carved with mysterious ancient glyphs — unreadable, yet powerful in presence.

Jessie approached slowly, his footsteps echoing lightly on the seabed floor. He placed a gloved hand on the cool surface.

"...It's just a rock," he muttered after a pause.

Uta blinked. "So... can you read it?"

Jessie stared at the inscriptions, his expression serious for a moment. Then he shook his head and sighed, "Nope. Not a single word."

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"YOU DRAGGED ME OUT HERE AND CAN'T EVEN READ IT?!" Uta shouted, comically swinging a harmless slap at him.

Jessie chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "I thought it might speak to me or something."

With a dramatic sigh, Uta crossed her arms and turned away. But even as she pouted, Jessie took one last look at the monolith. There was something haunting about it — like it was waiting for someone to unlock its story.

Leaving the Sea Forest behind, the two wandered back into the heart of the island. Jessie suddenly turned down a quiet coral alley, stopping in front of a seashell-shaped building with a sign that read:

"Madame Shyarly — Fortune Telling and Prophecy"

Uta tilted her head. "You believe in fortunes now?"

Jessie didn't answer. Instead, he opened the door and entered. A soft bell chimed.

Inside, the lighting was dim, the air filled with incense. At the far end of the room sat Madame Shyarly, peering into a glowing orb of seawater. She looked up as they entered.

"You're finally here," she said, her voice echoing mysteriously.

Jessie gave a respectful nod. "You saw me coming?"

"I couldn't see your future clearly," she replied, her voice tinged with unease. "Only a white mist surrounds your fate...."

Uta raised an eyebrow, intrigued but skeptical.

For the next two hours, the three spoke in hushed tones. Shyarly shared fragmented visions — the fall of the World Government, the rise of an age ruled not by empires, but by individuals, and the awakening of something ancient beneath the sea. Jessie listened silently, piecing together the implications. He asked nothing about himself — only the safety of Fish-Man Island.

They shared tea and light desserts before finally bidding farewell.

As they walked back through the glowing coral streets, the quiet atmosphere contrasted the vibrant party from the night before. Jessie glanced around — the crew had woken up. He could see Kuina, now wearing a flowing white coat, training with blinding speed, her hair shimmering white as if entering a state beyond mortal limits. Her Ultra Instinct-like aura drew awe from nearby fishmen who dared to watch.

Seraphim Mihawk was quietly meditating beside a small waterfall, his blade across his lap. Seraphim Hancock sat nearby like a regal queen, observing the world with subtle grace. Vash, on the other hand, was slumped against a coral wall, his cheeks red from leftover sake, mumbling to himself in drunken confusion — a sight that made even Meruem arch a brow before lifting him like a sack and carrying him back to the ship earlier.

Jessie and Uta boarded the ship again. Blackeye the panda was perched lazily on a beam above the deck, chewing his bamboo and watching everyone like a little emperor.

Jessie exhaled, walking to the center of the ship. He looked around Fish-Man Island one more time — the beauty of the place mixed with the ever-present tension of being hunted by the World Government.

Jessie smirked. The clock was ticking.

He had already warned King Neptune.

Now it was up to him whether to protect Shirahoshi by letting her go... or risk everything by staying still.

He suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, right..." he muttered.

He raised his hand to his head and whispered to the unseen interface only he could hear.

"System... CHECK IN."