Six months had passed since Zoro's manga got published. The news quickly reached their small little village and a party was thrown in celebration. Zoro was not one to leave his debts so immediately as the check arrived it was used for his grandmother and the village. The orphanage was now a beautiful traditional Japanese house along with the whole village. He'd used all of his first 11 paychecks to fix this village in thanks for all their help and putting up with his crazy training all the time.
After fixing the orphanage he immediately filled the town with money and got his grandmother to finally retire. Now she writes heartwarming quotes every once in a while and mails them to Shonen who immediately pay her. She cried when i finally gave her the news of my rising fame and success. She really started sobbing when she showed up later to a brand new house with news that she won't have to work anymore.
After getting over it she was much lessed stressed. Having caught me smoking a cigarette she asked why I used them. To which I answered that I started while I was training, after using my dragon form so much I started to become aggressive. Scared that I would hurt her I used a combination of tobacco and Granny Chios herbs to give it a mild healing effect and relaxer. After informing her what they were used for she soon got over it. She didn't want zoro smoking but he uses it for a reason and she didn't want to suffocate him with concern.
She did coincidentally built a garden of her quirk herbs. Now I won't have to be sneaky about it. Having rebuilt the village and fixed major issues , some of the elders decided to call it Roronoa Village or Dragon Village depending on the person, for all that I had done.
I tried refusing but eventually it stuck. Slowly, as my manga got more popular, tourists started visiting the Dragon Village. After that I just trained or laid around. One day I heard a clicking sound in my head and suddenly could feel what seemed like a week rope pulling me towards the center of town. Hurrying quickly he Finally reached the center of the village where a statue of his zoan form was standing. He left for a week and there it was, just standing there. He ignored it for a second as he finally reached the end of the soul rope. He suddenly turns to the right and there she is.
Usagiyama Rumi, 5"4 with tall bunny like ear, flourescent white hair and a nice dark complexion to round it off. To him she looked sexy as hell. Suddenly she turns to him and looks up. Feeling eyes on her she looks into this strangers eyes. For some reason she was intimidated. Checking the stranger out she was suprised, this guy was a beast.
6"5 with grass colored short hair sharp eyebrows and even sharper eyes barely hiding behind halfway closed lids. Looking closer you could see that within the center of his eyes was a royal purple and pink dot. Wearing an open white and red button up with a green haramaki closing it off with black pants and boots. He was chiseled and cut in just the right way for both speed and power. Even if he looked huge and scary that wasn't what was creeping her out, it was his presence.
Her quirk let her sense predators and this guy was the top of the foodchain. She instantly knew that if she pushed the wrong buttons, she would die. For some reason when she looked at him she could feel her heart race. She ignored the heat on her face as she stepped forward to introduce herself. "Hello I am Usagiyama Rumi. It's nice to meet you."