《Strongest Fish-Man》Results of Hunting
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Kisame walked down the docks until he arrived at a warehouse. Kisame held up his membership card to the receptionist in order to be allowed entry. Once he made it inside, Kisame went to his storage locker and put the key into the lock. Inside was the chest that he had just stolen/freed from Bobby The Bold.
Carrying the chest, Kisame closed the storage unit and locked it once again before leaving the warehouse. Whenever Kisame went on a mission and found something valuable, he would bring it back here where he could store it until he had finished turning in his prey without having to worry about the marines trying to take it from him. Even though they had never done so before, Kisame did not want to deal with the trouble of explaining it.
As he walked through the areas in the archipelago, Kisame was surrounded by noise and life. At 7 in the morning, there were countless shops that were opening up or people that moving about, getting a start to their day.
It took him about 30 minutes but Kisame finally made his way back to Area 13 where Shakuyaku (also called Shakky) bought an old bar.
Kisame looked up at the sign and shook his head.
'Even if it's true, why in the world would she name it that?'
The name of the bar was Shakky's Rip-Off Bar. The woman put ridiculous prices on everything. A single pint of the cheapest type of rum would be sold for over 10,000 Belly. Anyone who refused or couldn't pay their bill was beaten up by either Shakky or Kisame. Rayleigh would usually watch from the side or not even be there.
The worst part was, she would not tell anyone the prices of items until after they ordered them and there were no refunds. Several crews of pirates had been trying to work together to secretly form a menu but were able to do so yet due to going broke.
Kisame had slowly started understanding why Rayleigh fell in love with Shakky. Both of them were weirdos.
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As he entered the bar with a briefcase in one hand a treasure chest in the other, he attracted Shakky's attention as she was standing behind the bar and cleaning glasses. When she saw Kisame, her eyes lit up.
"You haven't been back all night without a word. I would have been worried about anyone else if it was not you," the woman said.
"Sorry. Found the target of a bounty that paid really well so I decided to stalk him last night before bringing him in this morning"
Kisame gestured toward his left hand which was holding the briefcase. Shakky did not ask anymore. The explanation that Kisame gave her was more than Rayleigh would have ever gotten.
'I don't get how those two seem to get along so well yet despise the other so much,' Shakky thought as she saw Kisame walk to the back.
The group of 3 lived above the bar with the couple living in one room while Kisame had his own room. When he walked into his room, it was the same as how he had left it the previous day.
His bed sitting in the direct middle of the room with a dresser to the right of it. Besides that, there were a couple of flat chests in the room. Kisame opened up two of the chests that were next to each other.
One of the chests was filled with nothing but Belly. Kisame emptied out his briefcase as well as the Belly in the chest he stole from Bobby into his own personal one. As he looked at all the money inside that he had collected in just 3 months, Kisame had a small smile on his face.
'Over a hundred million Belly in just 3 months. The worth of Warlord only amounts to this much in the eyes of the world government?'
Kisame closed the first chest and opened up the second. This was a chest that was filled with jewels, gold, or other rare materials. Most of these items were 'dirty' and could not be sold easily.
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Even though it was the lawless zone and many did not ask about the origins of items, there was no telling who was friends or allies with who. One could kill a single pirate that was related to another pirate of a powerful crew. This was actually pretty common among siblings or parents and children.
After dumping the rest of his loot in the second chest, Kisame closed it up. After hanging it out the window and using his bare hands, Kisame broke down the chest that belonged to Bobby until it was nothing but splinters on the ground below him.
With most of the evidence now destroyed or safe within his room, all Kisame had left as solid evidence was the small chest. Kisame threw it onto his bed before he went to take a shower.
Kisame took his towel and a pair of pants before walking out of the room and heading towards the main bathroom. He walked inside and was immediately hit with the strong smell of alcohol. Not caring much for it, Kisame walked over to the shower and tub where the smell was getting even stronger.
He pulled the curtain back and saw a Rayleigh that was sleeping inside the tub. His body was covered in vomit and empty bottles of liquor.
Kisame shot the man a look of disdain before turning on the shower to the coldest setting. Before the water even starting raining down, Kisame was out the door. Moments later, he could hear the curses and screams of Rayleigh that had just gotten a rude awakening.
"Damn you, Kisame!"
Kisame ignored his teacher before going back to his room and changing his pants. As for the shirt, he had been forgoing it ever since he was on the island. After constantly having his clothes torn by animals for a year, it just became a habit.
The fish-man traded the sword and sheath on his back for the small chest he left on his bed and heading down to the bar. It was still early so there were no customers. Which meant that Kisame could do whatever he wanted in the bar.
Sitting on his school, the fish-man reached behind the bar and grabbed himself a bottle of Bargarian Vodka and a shot glass. Pouring himself a full glass, Kisame knocked it back all at once.
Shakky looked over at Kisame while she continued to clean up the bar from the previous night. She had accidentally broken a few bottles and a shelf so she had to spend the extra time she would have had cleaning the usual parts of the bar to take time to clean up the mess she made.
When she saw the chest in front of him, she stopped what she was doing and walked over. Staring at Kisame with a curious look in her eyes the woman was practically yelling, 'Oh, a box! What's in it? Tell me, tell me, tell me!'
Kisame saw what she wanted so he decided to hold off on his breakfast of vodka and air to show her. He opened up the small chest and revealed what he had suspected was inside this whole time: a Devil Fruit.
Shakky looked surprised that Kisame had come across a Devil Fruit so easily. A single devil fruit was worth as much as Kisame had earned after 3 months of stealing and bounty hunting.
The Devil Fruit in front of them was unfamiliar to Kisame but had a few things he could recognize.
'This is definitely a Devil Fruit of the Zoan class and should be in the dog-dog family. Besides that, I can't tell anything else,' Kisame analyzed after thinking over the various Devil Fruits he recognized thanks to Rayleigh's book. 'This is probably why Bobby did not eat it. He could tell it was a Zoan fruit but unable to tell if it was a normal, ancient, or mythical.'
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