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One Piece: Desperate
🕑 Added 2021-11-08 00:19:08 +0000 UTCChapter 150
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-Daisuke POV-
While looking at the silver-haired and blue-eyed girl in front of me, I couldn’t help but contemplate. I have a lot of experience kidnapping rich girls… okay, that came out wrong.
Well, maybe not so much. Since if I had a quarter for every rich girl I kidnapped, I would have two quarters, which is not a lot, but still surprising that it happened twice.
“So… what’s your name?” she asked coyly, walking on all fours toward me. I just stood there like a statue and kept staring at her.
Is there something wrong with this girl? She knows she was just kidnapped, right? So why was she acting like this? Stockholm syndrome? Or maybe she was one of those people who enjoyed being kidnapped.
She kept staring at me with an innocent gaze that was filled with childish excitement. She must be very sheltered. This wasn’t a normal reaction by any means.
“Girl, I don’t think you understand just how dangerous the situation could become,” I warned her, my eyes narrowing, trying to seem as threatening as I could.
“Ohhh! Here it comes, the bandit threatening me with my life!” she yelled out in excitement, as she kept getting closer. “This is just like what the books said.”
She wasn’t like Sharlia at all. But I kept my composure and sighed. “Can you tell me if there is a good doctor for this? My son is sick, and I am not normally like this, but life has been harsh to me.”
Since threatening wouldn’t work on her delusional mind, it was better to gain sympathy. I could use a bit of pain to teach her a lesson, but that sounded troublesome. I didn’t want to spend more time with this girl than the barely needed minimum.
“Uaahhhh!!!” suddenly her wails of sadness hit my ears, and I felt them ringing. Tears flew out of her eyes like rivers. *sniff* *sniff* “This is so sad, your son had a critical illness, so you had to turn to criminal activity.”
That was a wild assumption to make out of my very fake and nonexistent backstory, but okay. It isn’t bad for me. So I wasn’t complaining, but I just said one word and she just made a complete story. She was still talking, but I just zoned her out.
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“That’s so sad. I -I have heard none story sadder than this,” Tomoe cried, and Daisuke offered her a handkerchief as she kept crying. “You must have been in a lot of pain. I understand just how despairing life can be if you have a sick family member and no way to treat it.”
“Uhhh… yeah....” he said, with an awkward look on his face. He didn’t know what this girl just came up with. It wasn’t a backstory, but more like a tragic manga. Still, Daisuke wasn’t willing to stop because he knew that this was better than him trying to tell her about his backstory. After all, since she came up with the story, her mind will fill in the blanks or inconsistencies in the background.
Though, for Daisuke, it felt weird having things going in his favor. While his luck wasn’t too bad, it wasn’t anything amazing. “Anyway, do you know any doctors, good ones that can use chakra?”
She nodded. “Of course! I will do my best to help your son!”
Daisuke just stared at her and sighed.
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Tomoe ended up telling me everything that he needed. Initially, he had planned to have her memories deleted by using his Memory-Memory Fruit.
But in the end, decided against it, as the girl didn’t seem to hold a grudge against him.
Also, having her remember not only would keep him on a noble girl’s good side. But also, she was proof that he hadn’t come from out of thin air… which he technically did.
But the last thing Daisuke wanted was for people to discover he was a foreign existence.
With that, he activated the Ope-Ope No Mi and teleported the young girl back.
What he had learned from her made him a little unsure. There were some doctors with the specifications that he was looking for. Still, there was not one doctor that was considered the best amongst the dozen he had gotten to know. So instead, now he would have to see for himself.
Still, he didn’t need some kind of sage-like knowledge about Chakra, but just enough to create his own Chakra Network. So with that in mind, he flew above the clouds as bat-like wings burst out of his shoulder blades and he turned invisible.
Fwish!
Within a couple of seconds, he was above the clouds where no one would notice him, and he took out a map looking at it and memorizing the things.
Boom!!
The air behind him crackled as his wings flapped so fast that they could not be seen from the normal human eye.
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It didn’t take long for Daisuke to reach his destination. In the northern parts of the Lands of Fire, atop a mountain stood a medical temple inhabited by only one person.
He was in his childish form, with brown spiky hair and brown eyes.
Daisuke didn’t immediately fly straight to the top of the mountain. Instead, he went to the bottom of it and started climbing, each step filled with conviction.
Right now, his power was meaningless.
What he wanted wasn’t to kill or intimidate someone. No, instead he wanted to convince the one living in this castle that he was worth teaching.
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Atop the temple of a mountain, a woman with dark hair, olive skin, and eyes as dark as the blackest color stared at the stairs. Normal human eyes wouldn’t be able to see so far, but she saw a young man walking hundreds and thousands of steps. “Hmm~ he has no Chakra?”
That was impossible nowadays, but as a sensor, she could tell that the young child had no chakra. Something that was needed for every creature to survive.
Her revealing green kimono, that seemed to slip almost off her body, loosened a little as she chuckled. As a woman of medicine, such a condition baffled her.
“Maybe he can hide his chakra?” She wondered, taking out a thin, long smoking pipe and elegantly taking a puff from it as she leaned back on her temple walls. “Yeah, that would be more probable than having no chakra at all. Maybe some kind of Bloodline Limit, Kekkei Genkai?”
The more she observed the young man, the more curious she got. Her curiosity almost made her want to jump down there and put the young man on an operating table. But she held herself back the last time she had done something like that. It ended up costing her. From then on, she no longer messed with people that she knew nothing about.
Instead, she observed the young man a little more, and decide later if she should… well, the world was cruel. Children die in wars anyway, so what’s the use of leaving them to die like that? When instead she can just use them for the betterment of medicine.
Still, she wanted to see how the young man functioned. So for now, she waited for him to come up here. By the end of it will he be tired or not?
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It took Daisuke a couple of hours to climb up the stairs; he wasn’t tired and didn’t bother faking it either. Instead, as he arrived at the giant front gate, he casually knocked. The place is bigger than it seemed from down below.
Also, he could sense that there was only one person in this mansion and she was staring at him while causally strutting along the temple walls. But Daisuke acted as if he noticed nothing.
“Excuse me, is anyone there?” He asked with as much innocence as he could muster. His voice, face, posture, everything positioned in such a way that would make him seem like a victim. The kind that shonen protagonists seemed like naïve, a strong body, but stupid as hell.
Of course, the only way of changing one’s appearance in this world was to use chakra. As a sensor type, the woman would have sensed it if he was using the Transformation Jutsu.
So she casually jumped down, her feet gently touching the ground as her kimono flashed, almost revealing her secret bits. But somehow, the clothes barely held on, revealing nothing. “Ara~ shouldn’t young children like you be off dying somewhere as cannon fodder?”
Her comments were simple but cruel. Trying to see just how much of a pushover he was. That way she could determine just how far she could go with him, whether she should knock him out right now or maybe try to entice him in a voluntary study.
Showing how young people could easily die if they weren’t careful. Looking at her revealing clothes, Daisuke smiled. “Ara~ shouldn’t a whore like you be in a brothel?”
