"Zoro, you don't need to comfort me. I won't think I'm inferior to men anymore. Rather, now it's you, Zoro, who needs to hurry up and catch up to me!"
Kuina smiled.
"Haha, don't worry, next time... in our 2003rd sparring match, I will definitely win!"
Zoro clenched his fist.
"Then let's meet at the peak next time!"
Kuina said with a smile.
"Oh—"
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...
The next day, morning.
Because the banquet last night was so lively, most villagers slept in this morning, and the village was exceptionally quiet.
In the bamboo forest path.
"Koushirou, the World Government doesn't know Kuina's birthplace yet, but once they find out, your village might be in considerable trouble!"
Roland said solemnly.
"Thank you for your concern, Lord Robin, but we are different from ordinary villages; we have some ability to protect ourselves!"
Koushirou smiled and thanked him.
".. That's true!"
Since the Shimotsuki clan settled on this island fifty years ago.
Children born in the village would all go to Isshin Dojo for training.
Everyone in the village, regardless of gender or age, knew some swordsmanship.
Coupled with Koushirou, a hidden great swordsman, guarding the village, ordinary pirates really couldn't do anything to this village.
However...
Just in case.
"This will temporarily be entrusted to you for safekeeping!"
Roland handed the Shadow Warriors—Samurai Token to Koushirou.
Under Roland's guidance, Koushirou quickly mastered the method of use.
When Koushirou saw the Shadow Samurai materialize out of thin air from the shadows, his face was filled with unconcealed shock.
"Alright, that's all for today. We should go!"
Roland stretched.
"Yes! Thank you very much!"
Koushirou bowed deeply.
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...
Shimotsuki Village coast.
"Kuina"
"Zoro"
The two cousins, one tall and one short, spoke in unison and ran towards each other.
"Kuina, I..."
As Zoro spoke, he unfastened Wado Ichimonji from his waist.
This was originally Kuina's family heirloom sword.
Ten years ago, he wanted to work hard for both himself and Kuina, so he asked his teacher Koushirou for this sword.
Now that Kuina, the rightful heir, had returned, he naturally couldn't continue to monopolize it.
Seeing Zoro's actions, how could Kuina not understand his meaning?
Before Zoro could speak, Kuina immediately interrupted him.
"I'm the older sister, I'll speak first!"
Kuina shoved the prepared item into the stunned Zoro's hand.
"This is the Great Grade Sword, Red Snow. Consider it a gift from me, your older sister, to my younger brother!"
Zoro: "???"
What's going on?
I came to return a sword!
How did I end up getting another one in return?
And it's another Great Grade Sword of the Twenty-One O' Wazamono!
"Don't think it's precious. This kind of sword is just average in my collection, so just use it for now. When you want to change swords, just come find me!"
Kuina said nonchalantly.
After speaking.
Without giving Zoro a chance to speak, Kuina waved her hand and jogged back to the ship.
"Zoro, goodbye~ I'll be waiting for you on the sea!"
"Wait... wait..."
Coming back to his senses, Zoro could only watch helplessly as the "Never Empty Army" sailed into the spatial transfer gate and disappeared.
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… …
At this very moment.
East Blue, Goa Kingdom, Windmill Village.
"Vice Admiral Garp, I can see it now, Windmill Village!"
A Marine on the lookout reported.
"Puhahahaha, later, fix the houses in the village that need repairs, then you can all go on vacation. Just come pick me up in half a month!"
Garp laughed heartily.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
The Marines were already accustomed to construction tasks.
"Mr. Garp, your grandson seems to be at the village port!"
Bogado, the adjutant, saw Luffy through the spyglass.
"Luffy, ah, he knows his grandpa is here, so he specially came to welcome me, puhahahaha… How could that be? That ungrateful brat must be trying to sneak out to sea. Good thing this old man is wise; this time, I'll catch him red-handed!"
Garp rubbed his fists, already eager to deliver a punch of love to Luffy.
"No… it doesn't seem so, Vice Admiral Garp, your grandson seems to be seeing someone off… That man looks like… a Revolutionary Army member?"
Bogado said uncertainly.
"Hmm?"
Garp snatched the spyglass, and when he saw the blond young man embracing his grandson, Garp's old eyes suddenly widened.
"Holy crap! That kid is… Sabo?"
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