ALL NOVEL Chapter 57: Chapter 57
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East Blue – Loguetown
"I don't care if Sabo doesn't wear a mask", Luffy says, arguing with them.
"Still, it's better if Sabo wears a mask to stay unnoticed and not draw attention", Dragon insists, emphasizing that Sabo should wear a mask while with Luffy's crew.
"Alright, then. I'm gonna take a look at the execution platform of Gol D. Roger in the square while you get your things ready, Sabo. After that, we'll set off", Luffy says, letting Sabo know they'll be leaving soon.
"Leaving already? I thought you guys just got here", Sabo asks, confused.
"Well, we just stopped here to stock up before heading to the Grand Line. I also wanted to talk to my dad and visit the square where Gol D. Roger was executed. We weren't planning to stay long anyway, and with the chaos I'm going to cause when I go to the square, we'll have to leave here pretty quickly", Luffy explains, clarifying why they're leaving so soon.
"Alright then, I'll gather my things quickly and meet you at the port", Sabo says, shrugging.
"Alright, if I'm not at the port, just look for a guy with a long nose wearing a cowboy hat, that's Usopp, our sniper. He'll be loading the Merry, our ship. And if you can't find him, just look for a ship with a goat figurehead and a Jolly Roger with a skull with crossbones wearing a straw hat", Luffy says, giving him instructions before continuing, "Well, that's it. I'm heading out now, see you in a bit."
After saying goodbye, Luffy heads toward the city square with the intention of declaring his dream to the world.
=Scene Break=
A few minutes earlier, while everyone was busy, Zoro and Nojiko were walking around the city, trying to find a weapons store.
"So, what happened? You went to return the glasses that girl, who beat up those two pirates, dropped, and you came back all weird and grumpy", Nojiko asks, confused by Zoro's behavior.
"It's nothing, it's just that girl looked like someone I knew who passed away", Zoro says, not wanting to dwell on the topic.
"Oh, sorry for bringing it up. By the way, there's a weapons shop over there", Nojiko says, pointing to a nearby shop.
"Nah, it's fine. Let's see if this shop has what we want", Zoro says, walking right past the store.
"Hey, Zoro, you walked right past the shop, it's over here", Nojiko says, calling Zoro's attention when she realizes he walked right past the store, even though the store was literally right next to him.
"Whoa, the store wasn't there a minute ago; it just changed places out of nowhere", Zoro says before following Nojiko into the shop.
Entering and heading to the counter where the shopkeeper is, Zoro asks, "Hey, old man, I want to buy swords."
"Sure, sure, welcome to my shop, dear customers. Please make yourselves comfortable. We have all kinds of weapons, new swords, old ones, semi-used, war hammers, hatchets, battle axes, shields of all types, spears, staffs, firearms, we have everything. Just choose what fits your profile best," the shopkeeper says, promoting his store.
"I have one hundred thousand; I need two swords", Zoro says, getting straight to the point.
"One hundred thousand?", the shopkeeper asks to confirm what he just heard.
"That's right", Zoro confirms.
"One hundred thousand for two swords? So you just want two pieces of sharp metal. I can sell you two for fifty thousand each, what do you think?", the shopkeeper asks, completely changing his demeanor, now looking at Zoro with some disdain while thinking, 'Tch, just another broke guy who doesn't understand anything about swords.'
"That's fine by me," Zoro says, not caring about the way the shopkeeper was looking at him.
"All right, my turn. I have ten million. Could you show me your axes and shields?", Nojiko asks, sensing that Zoro might cause some kind of trouble, so she takes the initiative to buy what she wants before something happens.
"Of course! All the axes and shields are over in that corner. Feel free to pick what suits your style, dear customer", the shopkeeper says, his tone changing entirely upon hearing how much money Nojiko has to spend.
As Nojiko heads to the corner of the shop to select an axe and shield, the shopkeeper notices Wado Ichimonji at Zoro's waist.
"Boy... the... the sword... at... at your waist, can... can I see it?", the vendor asks, stammering and sweating heavily while thinking, 'Calm down, this is a golden opportunity; now be as clever as a fox, and this is already in the bag.'
"Sure, why are you stammering?", Zoro comments, handing Wado to the vendor while looking at him strangely.
"It's nothing. Don't worry about it", the shopkeeper says absentmindedly as he unsheathes the sword, breathing heavily as he thinks, 'Oh yeah, this is the one. Look at this beauty.'
"Wow, look at that junk sword", the salesman comments, putting his plan into action.
"What the hell did you just say?", Zoro asks angrily, grabbing the shopkeeper by the collar and pulling him close.
"Oh, sorry, sorry! I was just joking, it's not that bad. Listen, I have a proposal for you: I'll buy this sword from you for two hundred thousand. That way, you'll have three hundred thousand, enough to buy three decent swords. What do you say?", the shopkeeper asks, believing Zoro knows nothing about swords and will accept the offer.
"It's not for sale, buddy", Zoro says, not even considering the offer.
"Too low? Then five hundred thousand", the shopkeeper says, raising his offer.
"I already told you, man, it's not for sale," Zoro says, refusing once again.
"Six hundred fifty thousand, that's my final offer", the shopkeeper says, still thinking Zoro will sell Wado.
"You're starting to piss me off. I said it's not for sale", Zoro says, a vein pulsing in his forehead.
At that moment, the girl who'd dropped her glasses earlier enters the shop, and upon spotting Zoro's sword, she hurries over to the counter, exclaiming excitedly, "Wow, could it really be?"
'Shut up, girl! You're gonna ruin my deal', the shopkeeper thinks, glaring at her.
"I know her! It's the—" the girl begins, but Zoro interrupts, grabbing his sword from the counter and sheathing it again before strapping it to his waist. "Wado Ichimonji. It's a family heirloom that belonged to a cousin of mine who passed away."
"It's definitely a beautiful sword", the girl says with a slight smile, adjusting her glasses.
"Great, there goes my deal. If you already knew the value of that sword, why didn't you say anything? That way, I wouldn't have wasted my time negotiating with you", the vendor says, sulking.
Turning to the girl, the shopkeeper tosses a sword to her and says, "You're here for your Shigure, right? Here you go; it's already polished."
Catching the sword in mid-air, the girl loses her balance, accidentally knocking down several weapons from a wall, and making them clatter to the ground.
"How can someone who wants to be a swordswoman be so clumsy? Clean up what you knocked over and get out of here", the vendor says irritably before turning to Zoro and saying, "And you, do you see that barrel over there? It has all the swords that are fifty thousand in the store; grab two and bring them back to the counter."
'Why is the old man so angry? I made it clear that I wouldn't sell it no matter the price,' Zoro thinks as he moves towards the barrel with swords.
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(AN: 1,269 Words)
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