Nero(@Luffy. ) vs. Dabit(@Dabit ) A sword fight! A Samurai Village Statistics Spoiler Level 36 36 × 5 = 180 Human Bonus: 6+6+6+9 in Str, Spd, Vit, M.A. Strength: 48 + 6 = 54 Speed: 40 + 6 = 46 × 2 = 92 -Reaction: 46 -Movement: 46 Vitality: 40 + 6 = 46 × 2 = 92 -Stamina: 46 -Durability: 46 Mind: 2 x 2= 4 -Cooking: 4 Martial Arts: 19 + 9 = 28 × 2 = 56 -ittoryu: 56 Remaining Points: 30 Narration "Speech" Thought Action A guy who is rushing to the road, the current situation is very favorable. He doesn't have to open up the chaotic crowd. He will run through the roof of the residents and there will be no complaints. On the roof, he can see the streets to a certain extent. In this way, he quickly discovered his target. As he thought, the thief has broken through an area of the city. But the distance is still very far, it is hard to say whether he can play a role. He jumped from one roof to another and continued to run towards the thief. He looked at the distance behind as he jumped from the roof, directly kicking the thief. "Now it's right……" He smiled as he looked at the thief "Hey, Jackass! Didn't your mother ever teach you it's not nice to steal?" while taking his gaze towards the sword that thief just stole. Since he has said this, although he took back his sword, sheathing back, he is no longer entangled in his eyes. "Better get lost jackass, before I change my mind." In his way, he stopped at the Traditional (Japanese looking) Restaurant, he was hungry after running for quiet time, the smell of food which ensures full flavor and quality while allowing for a variety of dishes to order. Each corner has its own unique interior and holds a traditional (Japanese) atmosphere. An old man who looks about in his 70's picked his order, after waiting for a while a waitress who looked in her 20's began to serve the food, takoyaki. "Wow... That looks delicious" While graceful and neat weren't exactly the first words that came to Nero mind upon seeing her first time, there were no other words that he could think of to describe her properly. Her long black hair flowed past her shoulders, and her traditional Japanese yukata with little white flower design looked her very well. She was tall, probably around 5ft4inch. While it was clear she is a beauty, her thin lips and forlorn figure reinforced this old-fashioned image of what a woman would look like. In contrast, her pupils were big, and rather than graceful, they looked energetic. And that Takoyaki she served sent a rich aroma straight to Nero's nose, he took his first Takoyaki and felt the taste instantly. "Wow... that's really good." Glancing at him her cheeks turn red, her face felt hot. She was feeling awkward as she went to the kitchen direction to not let a stranger notice her red cheeks. He gently shook his right hand and looked at the few people group who were talking to loud or more like shouting in the place where people suppose to eat peacefully. It seems that there is no harm, and it's not like they gonna do anything against him. "Hey... where is my order, is it not ready yet?" he looked at the origin of the voice, four customers dressed in Kamishimo kept shouting. Among them the one with arm completely tattooed was probably their leader. He had a sturdy stature with a hideous face, a ferocious-looking man. With one look you could tell he was no good person. They sound like most lacking grace, elegance, and it's the charm...it's only filled with ill-mannered tone "Yes, sir! Comin' right up!" woman, afraid that it would affect their business, immediately went to serve the food to the man: While she served the food gently, one of the four men in the table grasped her hand as the man says "Hey, baby, let's have some fun!" "Ahh... Ah" Even as she shook her head, she could not ease up on the smile on her face. As he struggled to free herself from the man grip but it was too strong that she fails to free the grip, as the man says again "C'mon, don't give me that frown..." The stranger glanced at other customers, who continued eating their food in their tables, as they tried to ignore the gaze from the man who was grabbing the waitress hand, pretending not to hear or see anything, as one of them said., "Just bear with it. That person is the son of the prefectural governor" He sighs, as the stranger gaze once again looked at the table of the man who still was not letting the girl's arm go, even the shop owner looked helpless and didn't buzz in, as that man said again "Hey, nice. She gotta nice body, I want to test her out" After saying those world he looked at the old man side who was looking at him the entire time, as says "Hey! What you looking at?" and the old man looked away from the guy. that guy used his sword sheath, and spilled the tea of the old that was placed in the table, the few thugs laughed unscrupulously, Only idiots would do something naive like that, "You got him!" He did not want to attract unwanted attention. The gazes that fell on others were uncomfortable, he saw the man didn't stop as he forced the woman even more. The fully tattooed man pounded the table with his other hand "What's with you? just cooperate with us?" tears in her eyes rose to appear as she responded with little courage she had "I'm sorry. Please! let go of my hand" This girl already gave up resisting? This means she probably doesn't have any strong background! The man glared the girl as he outraged on her "I don't wanna hear it. How are you gonna make up for this attitude" "Ah" "Well I suppose I maybe take one or two fingers for your trouble" Her heart was racing and all she wanted to do was hide into the shadow and wait for someone to save her. The man drew his sword as others man pin her down holding her fingers to the sword to cut them, as she cried out when the man reached his sword "Please, let go of me!" In his arrogant triumph, he smirked "I was hoping to give this my new blade a test anyway" She closed her eyes, as she cried more "S-Somebody... help me...." "Don't make a fuss. You'll lose more than a finger." "Now what will be? your nose, maybe? An ear? Or perhaps your tongue" "I don't understand, what is worse?" Stranger whispered, he already knew the situation had turned for the worse. The Tattoo man stopped his sword and looked at the man with black hair, a blue jacket, a redshirt. "You see something you like kid?" "Hey, we doin' this or what?" With a hardened voice, but still, with the proper attitude, he replied. "Do you know who am I? I'm the son of the governor and gonna be next leader of this town, so behave, if you have the will to live" At that moment, with what can be said to be the best possible timing, as the blue jacket man smiled and says "Leader? You? I don't know. I mean, you're a swordsman and all, but you seem more like a knuckle-scraping fart in the wind than anything else. No offense" Everyone was stunned. This kid is reckless! "Say what? You kid" The man rushed towards the blue jacket guy with his sword. "Guess there's no point thinking about it..." The stranger said with all that earnestly, as he directly countered the man attack in the process breaking his sword "Well, your sword quality sucks ass, and you know that." Directly attacking without sound, one move causes disfigurement, one move ends lineage, violent to the extreme, making people shiver! "And it's not Kid, It's Nero"