Chapter Text
The sky was clear that day, a perfect day for fisher to set sail to the sea and, of course, fishing. It was also a good day for rookie pirate to begin their journey to find the great treasure, One Piece. For Marine, today was like everyday, since they have to capture pirate in any weather, whether it’s sunny or rainy. On your case though, it was a good day to drop on an island.
You walked down on the wooden bridge that connected the ship to the port. Your hair was pulled on a ponytail and tied with a black ribbon. You wore a red blouse with a pair of grey jeans that were tucked inside your boots. A black coat, which draped on your shoulder, covered your body from your shoulder to your knee. A kogatana and a nodachi with red sheath were attached on your left waist. A wary smile appeared on your face when you saw the familiar looking village.
“Thank you, for taking me here.” You turned to the ship’s Captain and bowed.
“Its okay, nee-chan. You protected our ship from pirates! You actually deserves more than us fetching you here.” He claimed.
You smiled to him, thinking that he s exaggerating things. After giving him another bow, you rushed to the village. For someone who wasn’t in hurry, you walked rather fast. Your face clearly showed that you were anxious about something. Well, how could you calm yourself when your sword was damaged?
Back to three days ago, the ship that you rode got attacked by a bunch of pirates. As a good person and a good swordswoman, you helped them protecting the ship. It was an easy task since they wasn’t as strong as you. You could have won the fight easily if the Captain didn’t shows up. He was a man with dark skin, dark eyes and blond hair color. He was armored with two gigantic-sized hammers on both hands and pretty strong since he could swings the hammers without difficulty. However, he moved pretty slowly that you could simply dodge the attacks and gave a fast and strong counter attack. The Pirate’s Captain received a fatal damage but so do your sword. The hammers were thicker than you think and it burdened your sword too much that it creates a crack on it. Seeing your sword damaged like that, you were determined to find a blacksmith that can fix it as soon as you arrived on an island.
After 30 minutes of walking, you finally found the blacksmith’s store that you often visit whenever you layover to the island or when your blade was broken. The owner of the store was an old man and the only sword smith you knew that can handle your Muramasa. When you first met him, he was rather surprised when he knows that a Muramasa actually existed. Unlike others blacksmiths you visited, that went paled and scared when you asked them to fix your sword; he looked so excited and challenged to repair it.
“Oh, Ojou -chan! It’s been awhile!” He greeted you right after you entered the store. “What are you doing in this island?”
Knowing his reaction if you answered him, you just lifted your sword and unsheathed it. You flinched when he start screaming.
“What?!” his voice nearly tore your eardrum. “You broke it again?!”
“I only cracked it.” You defended yourself.
“That doesn’t answer my question!” he cried. “You should take care of your sword with love!”
You groaned. “I took care of it. I just didn’t expect that the hammer was thicker than I thought.”
“Can you use busoshouku haki? ” he asked.
“Of course.”
“Then use it!” His shriek made you stepped back.
“Okay, okay. I’m sorry. I cannot control it yet.” You said, looking concerned. “Can you fix Muramasa? ”
The old man heaved a sigh and wrinkled his eyebrows. “Well, thankfully, it wasn’t a fatal damage. It’ll take three day to work though. Just pay it when you had your blade back.” He grinned and took the blade on his hand. “If I’m still alive, of course.”
Your expression brightened. “Thank you, old man.” You smiled. You turned around and walked out of the store. However, before you reached the door you glanced to face the Old Man again. “Please don’t worry for Muramasa has taken a liking to you.
You heard the Old Man was laughing when you stepped out of the store. A sigh of relief escaped from your lips. You were really relieved because Muramasa would be fixed. The sword was very important to you and you cannot afford if it was broken.
You leave the store’s area and looked for an inn. You found an inn not far away from the store. The inn was clean and has nice rooms. Not to mention that they had onsen in it. Though, the real reason you chose that inn was because it’s near to the Old Man’s store.
The bed emitted a creaking sound when you flopped onto it. You rolled and faced the ceiling, enjoying the calmness of the inn. Your mind traveled back to Muramasa and the time when you first received it from your mom.
You were 10 years old back then, a little girl that know nothing about the world and nothing of her father. Your mom, on the other hand, was a pirate, but stopped when she know she was pregnant. One day, she called you to come to her room. A blade was placed in front of her, sheathed and covered in black cloth. When you entered her room, she immediately told you to sit. You two had a conversation about your sword skill and your father. Though, she doesn’t give you a name.
After a long conversation about your father, your mom’s dream and how much you have grown up, she took the blade in front of her and unwrap it, revealing a nodachi in red sheath. She stood up and unsheathed it to shows you the gorgeous sword. The edge was sharp and it was colored in black, indicating that it was a kokuto. You were struck in awe upon realizing that the sword has been made by a really great sword smith. Your mother introduced the sword as a Muramasa, a cursed blade that has killed hundreds of people that tried to wield it. You swallowed your breath when she told you that she was the owner of it. Was…
Your mom sheathed the sword again and asked you to come closer. You obediently followed her order and stood in front of her. She crouched down slightly and patted your head, smiling. She gave the sword to you and said that, when the time comes and you could master Muramasa, you should inherit her dream and seek for your father on your own. You took the sword on your hand and received her dream as your legacy, promised her that you will fulfill it someday. When she heard that, tears were flowing on her cheeks and she pulled you into a hug. That day was the second time you received a birthday gift from your mother.
Your mind snapped back to the present when the noises of clock ringing echoing on your room. It was already 5 p.m and you haven’t had any meal since this morning. You decided that you would just eat in a restaurant rather than eating inside the inn. Maybe you could also ask for that person’s whereabouts.
In a short time, you found yourself already outside the inn walking blindly in the village. You didn’t really walked blindly though. You already came here for several time and quite familiar with the street. You could tell if there were any new buildings or restaurants. Some of the villager also knew you because whenever you stayed, their village will always be safe from any intruder.
“Roronoa Zoro?” A man answered your question with another question.
“Yes.” You answered.
“That Pirate Hunter?” he asked again.
“Yes. That one.” You answered impatiently
“What business you have with that cruel man?” he asked another question, again.
“He’s not cruel,” You claimed. “... He’s an old friend.” The man only nodded at your statement. “Have you ever heard about him?”
The man scratched his chin and hummed. “Well, I heard a rumor that he came here last year but it was just a rumor.”
“I see.” You sighed. You were hoping that you could have information about him from this island. Apparently, all of the answer you got from asking the villager was only ‘a rumor’. “Thank you very much.” You bowed and turned around.
“Ah, wait!” The man halted you from leaving just yet. “Ojou-chan¸ you liked trying new food aren’t you?”
“Of course.” You smiled, seems interested with the topic.”You knew about something new?”
The man grinned at your excitement. Indeed, Food or sword fight always got you excited. “Well, there is this good restaurant, the name is Baratie!”
“Baratie?” You asked, feeling unfamiliar with the name. “Where is it?”
“On the sea!” he said eagerly. “It’s a floating restaurant. You could reach it if you traveled to northwest from this island.”
You were thrilled and you could feel your eyes flickering. “I’ll go there! Thank you, Dai-san!”
Dai’s grin only grew wider when he sees you like that. He waved his hand when you turned around and disappear into the village.
You hummed as you walked around to find a supper. Your mind was filled with the name of the floating restaurant. You chuckled at the thought. It seems like you’ll have a new destination in three days.
Baratie…