Our country is called the country of samurai, and that was a long time ago-

I'm sorry, it's a cross-talk, our country is called the country of Wano, it's a country that's already very old, it's really very old, although it's a little bad to say this as a citizen of this country, but I still think that this country has really decayed, and I don't know how many years have passed, but the people here are no different from the ancestors hundreds of years ago, and nothing has changed.

My family is a samurai family, and like most samurai families, my family has been a family of swordsmanship for a long, long time, and although the secret swordsmanship is not very powerful, it is enough for us to always be above the common people.

Originally, I would have lived like my elders, my father, my grandfather, my great-grandfather, my great-great-grandfather, learning the swordsmanship of my family, and then inheriting the family business and becoming the new head of the samurai family, and if I could go further, maybe I would be able to become a retainer of some daimyo and officially make my family the upper echelons of the country.

Originally, it was supposed to be like this, but it didn't.

Although it is a bit of a boast, my swordsmanship talent is really good, and the swordsmanship inherited by my family has been perfected since I was a few years old, and even my father is no match for me when it comes to swordsmanship alone, and from that time on, my life has changed.

My father thought that if I stayed at home, I would only delay my future, and he thought that I would take my family to a height that no one had ever thought of before, so I was sent by him to another place to learn swordsmanship.

It's not those swordsmanship schools, their swordsmanship is not necessarily very strong, the place where my father sent me is Jiuli, the ruling place of the Guangyue family, the daimyo here, and one of the most famous samurai in this country, Mitsuki Mita-sama didn't care about my father's arrogance, and accepted me very much, making me his disciple.

Since that day, I have been learning swordsmanship with Mita-sensei, and seventeen years have passed in a flash, and I am twenty-five years old this year, and I have been staying in Jiuli, and I have only left when my parents died.

Seventeen years have passed, and I have long learned the swordsmanship of Mr. Ota, but the teacher has not recognized that I have the qualifications to be a teacher, if it is placed in those swordsmanship schools, then my current situation is that I have the qualification to be exempted from all transmissions, but the teacher has not given me a certificate.

But it doesn't matter, or rather, it's better, if I really leave Jiuli, I don't know where to go, I only know swordsmanship, and I'm only interested in swordsmanship, and I don't know what to do after I leave the school, maybe it's good to go on like this.

I've been observing a person for the last few days, an outsider who suddenly appears, no doubt someone from abroad, and people from Wano Province who dress very differently and get used to it.

The man's name is Ferdinando Vlad, what a strange name, are people overseas all names like this?

The man named Vlad seems to have come to Mita-sensei to learn a language, I never knew that the teacher would still speak like this, maybe the teacher studied overseas, the teacher had left Wano Country in the past, and I knew that before taking over the Kuri Daimyo, the teacher had been roaming the sea outside for several years.

I was a little curious about the teacher's experience, but the teacher didn't want to tell me about his experience overseas, and every time he smiled and refused my request, I couldn't understand it.

To be honest, even I'm a little curious about the overseas world, will there be stronger swordsmanship overseas? I'm a little curious.

So I've been observing this man named Vlad for the past few days, this man who has a completely different smell all over his body.

"Ah, fake samurai!!"

As I was huddled behind the pillar and watched the teacher give the man a lesson to see if I could hear their exchanges about overseas, the voice came from behind me.

I turned around, and sure enough, it was this perverted little ghost, named Momonosuke, the son of the teacher, and my junior brother, a very little ghost!

There's a reason why this little imp calls me a fake samurai, I hate the hairstyle that the samurai shave, don't you think it's cool on the top of your head? It's stupid, okay? What else do you say this is a symbol of the samurai, is there any kind of use? Does that powerful samurai still wear a helmet when fighting?

So I didn't wear my hair in a bun, and I was very satisfied with my long black hair, so this little ghost who was only five years old but as conservative as an old man was always very disliked to me, and kept calling me a fake samurai.

"Heh, pervert!"

I replied.

Hehe, little ghost, don't think that you trotted to the women's bathhouse last night and blatantly peeped at me, I didn't see it, that obscene look is really infuriating, but those cute young ladies didn't find out the true face of this little ghost, how can you get it when you grow up after you are so horny at a young age?

"What? What are you talking about-"

This little ghost's face turned red, except for me, no one has ever dared to talk to him, after all, although this little ghost is a perverted ghost, but he is also a real heir to the Nine Mile Daimyo.

"You still have the face to talk about me, I saw you last night!!"

The little ghost said this, and suddenly there was a smug look on his face, "It's a shame, the nosebleed keeps flowing!" Can this also be considered a samurai? ”

Cut, was it actually seen?

What's wrong? As a twenty-five-year-old man who is not married, I went to peek at what happened to the women's bathhouse? What's so strange? It's not something to see, is it? What's wrong with a samurai peeping into a women's bathhouse?

And, little ghost, what's wrong with nosebleeds? I've just been a little hot lately, and it has nothing to do with the things in the women's bathhouse, so don't think too much about me, Lao Tzu is an upright samurai.

"Oh~ it's you,"

"Lustful Mr. Samurai!"

Hey, hey, who's the samurai! Bastard, be careful that Lao Tzu cuts you!

I turned my head in displeasure, and then I saw the guy standing in front of me with a lazy smile on his face, that is, the same Ferdinand Vlad.

I didn't speak, and although I was very active, I was actually a reticent person, after all, some words were not said very well, and I still understood that.

"How? Mr. Samurai,"

The man said, "What did you think of my suggestion last time?" ”

The last suggestion he had made was a few days ago, when the man suddenly said he wanted me to get on his boat and go to sea with him.

To be honest, I'm a little hesitant, Wano Country is really a very boring and annoying place, I'm very impatient to stay, but, the teacher hasn't allowed me to leave yet, so I'm not qualified to leave yet.

So, I answer it this way.

"I'm sorry!"

I turned to leave, feeling a little melancholy, and decided, tonight, let's go to the women's bathhouse again.

Oh yes, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is,

Sakata XX, a samurai who is currently somewhat confused.