Timeskip: 1 and 1/2 months
It's been one and a half months since I reached Marineford, I've been putting off my inevitable journey to Loguetown for quite some time, and after direct orders from Sengoku, I was now forced to leave the comforts of Marineford. But over time after much deliberation with the fleet admiral, I had my post changed from Loguetown's commander to Secret Marine Agent of Loguetown, I still kept my Marine rank as a commander, but my file was barely known, it belonged in the fleet admiral's office locked away, I was the hidden dagger of the Marines. I opened my Stats window in the system:
Stats:
Strength: AA(close to S)
Stamina: A
Speed: AA(close to S)
Haki: A
Sword: S
Defence: A
DF: Oki-sa Oki-sa no mi
DF Mastery: 100/500 Maximum Increase = 30x
Moves: Gravi-smash, Gravi Wreck, Gravi Death, Weight Loss, Baloon, 0kg, Blink, Blink and slash, Blink-dash-slash-gravi-smash combo.
Haki: Normal armament, Good observation, Basic conquerors
Occupation: Marine
B$: 210,000,000- Marine Salary = B$1,000,000 per year for now
It was arranged for me to arrive at the town in a commercial boat, so no one would suspect my involvement with the Marines. I put my marine jacket and suit in the inventory, buying myself dark jeans, and a white shirt open over my abs, the only jewelry pieces on me were a silver cross locket chain and the silver earring on my ear. I used Geppo to reach the ship as they weren't allowed in past the gates of justice, I landed on the ship and was greeted by the ship's captain an 80-year-old man who once was a petty officer in the marine, he still had ties with us, in the undercover field, he heard things on that big ship of his.
My sword rested at my side as I laid down on my bed to pass the time...
A few hours later...
The ship pulled into the lively port of Loguetown, where as expected I was not met with any marines. In fact, the only other person on the island who knew who I was, was Captain Smoker, and to quote him from the Den Den Mushi call, he doesn't give a "fuck what you do," as long as I don't bother him too much!
The town was vibrant and colorful, but the main reason I wanted to explore this town was the sword shop which I thought I knew had my Blade's younger brother, the Sandai Kitetsu. I traversed the town, wondering where the shop was, when I reached it, I almost lost hope seeing how run down and worn out the shop was, still though, I could feel my katana humming the Sandai Kitetsu was here!
When walking in I was met with the steady gaze of the shopkeeper, he initially regarded me with contempt before looking at my waist where the Nidai Kitetdsu rested, he immediately began to start negotiating, but I shut him down, "Ancestral Heirloom, it's not for sale!" He looked somewhat dejected.
"I'm looking for the blade's brother!"
"It will cost you!"
"How much?" I asked.
"1,000,000 Beli!"
I walked out of the shop, with two swords now at my side, buzzing as if catching up with each other, two brothers, made from the same hands, wielded by a single man, me Shimotsuki Ryusaki, the rightful owner of the Kitetsu blades!
I walked into an alleyway and pulled out both my swords, the Sandai Kitetsu proving itself hard to master, i poured all my will and haki into the sword, my pain, my childhood, what they did to my family, my birthright: I poured it all into the blade at which it eased, sensing it's obedience both swords and jumped up finding myself on the roof of a random building. Now, time to find a good bar to get some sake.