Alright, here we go again.
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Two people are seen walking through the depilated streets of kuri. One walking slightly behind wearing rough clothing, afro black hair, looks about 30 years old, rugged beard, panting slightly. The one in the front looks younger, about 12 years due to malnutrition, angular face, fierce eyes, black hair, black eyes, slightly styled clothing. As they are walking,
"When did it happen?"
"In the evening, boss. At the time of sunset."
"How did he die?"
"They said he died in his sleep, boss."
".. I see"
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As i reach my house with satou-kun, I see a lot of people gathered around my house.
"Move aside. Move aside quickly. The boss is here"
Satou cleared the people gathered as i look at the only person who cared about me lying dead on the bed. I silently observed his face one last time, and say my last goodbyes. After 3 minutes of silence, I turned around to face satou as I asked him calmly,
"Which part of his face looks as if he died in his sleep peacefully?"
The expression on gramps's face is of pure horror dying of asphyxiation. The finger marks on his neck speak of an entirely different story. I slowly turned and looked at all of them, and they lowered their heads silently, including Bandit - A. Just from the fact that they had the audacity to report me false statements and not even trying to cover up the state of gramps's death means they are confident that I can't do anything to them about this.
I am overstruck with grief and sorrow. I just wanted him end his life peacefully. I know he doesn't have much time to live but atleast his death should be honorable to say the least.
Considering all the facts I know, and all the people I have pissed of which isn't much, it narrows down to one person. Its mot that i didn't consider that he would do something to me, but the matter is so small that as cautious as I was, I was willing to neglect it. But it seems that I am wrong. Some people value their face much more than they value other's lives in this chaotic world.
I stormed into my house to pickup a sword, and stuffed some Gold in my clothes for safety. I have been practicing my physical strength for over a decade. I have grasped shave and moon walk, as well as the basics of hand-to-hand combat and sword fighting.
As I walked out of my house, I noticed that there were a few new arrivals to the crowd outside. I am fuming with rage looking at the leader of the crowd who arrived, but I swallow it and tell him calmly,
"You shouldn't have come in front of me, Left-hand"
"I am right-handed but whatever. I am not interested in talking to a mad man"
"A mad man? Huh... Then what do you call someone who will kill their subordinate's family? Well, I am not interested in talking to you either."
I took my time to take a deep breadth, and them I shouted loudly to him,
"I challenge you to Duel. One on One. The loser will die in the hands of the Winner."
There are too many people following him, and if I attack him, they will fight me first.
"Sure, as you wish. This just makes things easy for me."
The crowd cleared around us as we made our stances. He looked at me an spoke
"I can see clearly that you are not used to swinging your sword against humans. Don't worry, for my former subordinate, I'll end your life quickly."
Soru
I shaved towards him right when they said START, and swung my blade at him as he took a defensive stance.
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It's been 6 months since gramps death, And I got over it slowly. There are more things for me to do and he wouldn't want me to keep brooding over it. I have learned quite a few things from this incident.
The first and foremost, I need to remember the names of people, atleast the famous ones or those who are close to me. And don't call someone by their nicknames if they don't like it. its important.
The second is that professional training makes a difference no matter how talented you are. the troubles I have faced when fighting that bastard are a prime example.
Third, I suck at fighting. I have a lot to learn, frankly. And fourth and most importantly, bribes work on a lot of things.
After I lost the duel, the gold I snacked into my clothes helped me bribe mr. Right-hand fabulously, partly since he just wants to piss of that bastard. Ashura intervened for me to left alive thankfully. I can't imagine the depression I felt when I lost the duel, preparing to die.
And that Mr. Right is a good man. He used part of the hush money I gave him to send me to the mines.
And here comes the fifth, mining is good physical exercise if you have privileges. And my privileges comes from the very good man. So to respect his wishes, I decided not to commit a jail break and focus on completing my sentence completely, and build some good physique by the way.
Now the focus is on what to do next. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to join Oden's entourage after I get released in six months. In the meantime, let's focus on building the foundation.
The reason for this is that I need to follow Whitebeard if I want to go out. This world is not all as merry as shown in anime, so it can't be guaranteed what Kaido might do, and even if Whitebeard is bad, Oden would be there as a support.
So the focus for me now is to train as my life depends on it. And considering how Oden is, maybe I can influence him to change a few things in kuri if I become his retainer. In the meantime I need to explore more of my powers if I want to maximize my strength. Luckily for me, there are a lot of prisoners in this prison.
A lot of prisoners means a lot of punching bags.
A lot of punching bags means a lot of experience.
A lot of experience means a lot of growth.
Additionally, there are a lot of samurai here. Which means I can learn how to use a katana from them. Frankly, although katanas are good, they can be used in any terrains, there are better options for me to choose from for a flat ground. Integrating different swordsmanships may be good for me to learn the essence of these moves to make my own style.
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7 months later, Sea Calendar 1481
"Please accept me as your disciple, I beg of you."
"I currently have no idea of accepting someone as a disciple, much less someone of my age as one, so get out of my way!!"
"Please reconsider, young prince"
"No, I won't reconsider"
"Are You Sure?"
"Are you threatening me? Then Yes I Am Sure, not like you can do anything about it."
"Ok"
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"So from today, this man- What was you name again?"
"Shuunya"
"What kind of a name is that?"
"I named myself about a year ago"
"Well, whatever. So from today, shuunya-kun will be following me on my journey to venture the world."
Oden declared to absolutely no one.