Shimotsuki Village

Abel opened his eyes dumbly when he felt cold water on his face. He saw Nami's glaring eyes and understood the situation.

'Oh, we arrived.'

'' Sign in''

'Congrulations host for signing in Shimotsuki Village. Calculating the history and importance...Calculation completed: C grade. Suprame grade, Formless Sword Art awarded.'

' Formless Sword Art: A sword art that relies on fast and unpredictable attacks. Good against clumsy opponents. Practice according to the imprinted memories to increase sword mastery.'

'Not bad.' Now let's check my status. Abel didn't waste his time on the way and used his rewards already.

'' Status''

Name: Abel

Age: 18

Race: Half-Lunarian

Strength: 31

Agility: 27

Endurance: 43

Stamina: 30

' İn just 2 days I nearly doubled my strength, not bad. Including the legendary skills as well, I should be one of the strongest in east blue.' Even though Abel was satisfied with his progress he still wanted to have more stats, going to grand line with these stats was dangerous. Any random pirate in grand line also has these types of stats.

'' Let's go to the village'' Abel ignored the glare from his tired disciple, picked her up and went towards the village. The villagers looked at the newcomers curiously. Nami was ashamed to be carried by Abel in front of so many people so she started messing with Abel's hair as a petty revenge.

Abel arrived at Koushiro's dojo. After they introduced themself Abel made up a reason to stay here.

'' I heard this dojo was the best place to learn the way of sword, I want to practice here for a while.''

'' You wish to be a disciple here?''

''Ah, no. I will just casually practice by myself, I may listen your lectures from time to time and ask for a sparring. How about it? I will of course pay for your help and hospitality. I am not a shameless person after all.'' Abel spoke casually without realising Nami's furious gaze. ' Teacher, you are wasting my money as much as you want!' Nami was furious so she started to mess with Abel's hair more. After speaking with Koushiro, Abel went to somewhere secluded in dojo and took out the ordinary sword he got from the system. Then he started training the Formless Sword Art immediately. Nami was stunned as she watched her teacher.

'' Teacher, we really came here so that you can train?''

'' Yeah. What else?''

Nami didn't say anything else as she watched Abel train for hours in silence puzzled. After arriving at Shimotsuki Village Abel didn't go and find Zoro immediately. Zoro was not like Nami or Usopp. He didn't have a sick mother that needed treatment, he also didn't need any guidance from him. He already has Koushiro as his master. Abel's presence was not needed at all. Also Zoro has a naturally prideful and distant personality. İf Abel went and pestered Zoro it will have the opposite effect, earning his dislike. 'İf Kuina was alive I could formulate a plan. But she is already dead unfortunately.' Because of this reasons Abel didn't try to find Zoro and practiced honestly. İf his sword art improved he will have a chance to earn his respect. After Abel practiced the Formless Sword Art for 4 hours he didn't rest and opened the obervation haki manual and practiced according to it.

Nami was stunned. Even though she knew his teacher was awesome she felt that he always liked to laze around without a care. She never knew he was so diligent. Nami was bored so she started to roam around the dojo. As she was roaming she saw a very graceful sword hanging on the wall. She examined the sword for a while and then left to see other rooms. A few hours later Nami thought she saw all the rooms and was about to leave but just as she was about to leave she heard people speaking with hushed voices. She was curious so she went to check the voices. Nami saw that the voices was coming from a small storage room, it's entrance was hidden by a bookshelf. Two men were conversing in hushed voices.

'' That mysterious guy left behind lot's of treasure for the dojo again. Who do you think he is?''

'' Who knows? I just know he has some connections with the dojo master. You know... this village has some history with samurais from new world. İt is best we don't meddle with it. We delivered the treasures, so it is time to leave.''

' Treasures!?' Nami's eyes brightened but a conflicted expression appeared on her face soon afterwards. ' They are not bad people, so I shouldn't steal from them...' Nami tried to forget what she heard and left to find Abel. When she arrived she saw Abel closing the manual with a satisfied smile. Nami was about to speak with Abel when she saw him greet a disciple at her age.

Abel turned to Zoro and steeled his resolve to make a good first impression. He put on a warm smile and greeted him.

'' Hello! You are a disciple in this dojo? You seem good with the sword.''

Zoro looked at Abel for a few seconds and frowned. Abel's smile also froze. 'is there something on my face?' Zoro looked at Abel awkwardly and finally spoke.

'' Your hair... is very weird.'' Afterwards Zoro ignored the weirdo, took 3 wooden swords and started beating wooden dummies fiercely.

'Ding! Congrulations host for forming a relationship with Zoro(major character). Current relationship -5(slight dislike).'

Abel was left standing with a confused face. ' My hair... What's wrong with it.' He subconciously checked his hair and his face turned dark immediately as he noticed it's weird shape.

'THİS BRAT!'