A Cook, A Doctor, A Ghost and A Ronin.

An Old Friend

"That's surprising! Really! I do not expect that!" Rengoku exclaimed. 

"Royalty? Is he really a royalty? That sounds more like a bullshit to me!" Sanemi didn't believe it.

"As much as it sounds like a nonsense, its true." Doflamingo has the blood of Celestial Dragon in him, proving his nobility while also being the ruler of Dressrosa.

"Speaking about him being a royalty or some sort, he must've been quite rich right?" Uzui thought about it. Then there's the reason on why he always wear luxury clothing.

"I don't know. Probably millions...?" Zoro remembered that back in Sabaody, where the Celestial Dragons spent over 500 million Beri for a mermaid. They throw that much of money like it was nothing. 

But now, he's not a Celestial Dragon anymore. But still, he's a king of prosperous kingdom of Dressrosa. He must've amassed a lot of wealth for the years that have passed. The Hashiras just nod their heads. As a Hashira, they are paid no matter how much they want. Not to mention they could have their own estate.

"I have one more question." Iguro raised his hand and looked Zoro in the eye. He has a hint of seriousness in his voice.

"Where do you guys came from?" Iguro demanded an answer for that. It's true, Zoro and the other's origins are simply unknown. If there's actually people that as strong as them, they would have already caught wind of this.

Their strength and abilities are terrifying and otherworldly. Their powers are unheard of in this world. How could they keep silent for this long? All of them emerged literally emerged from shadows.

"We came from a different continent, I guess. To be fair, we got lost." Zoro lied. They weren't lost. He's the one who always lost.

"Another question, can you explain about your powers?" Iguro asked Zoro another question. Zoro raised his eyebrows. He shakes his head.

"Nope, I can't tell you that." It's their trump card, and they won't just explain it to them easily. It's a classified information.

"Why can-

"Enough" Gyomei told Iguro to stop.

"We have been prying on their personal life for too long. We've gone too far. It's rude for us to do that. It's time to stop." Gyomei told them that they've gone too far on their question.

No one complained or think the other way. They respected Gyomei and they would do so. They also realized that they might have gone too far with the question. Zoro breath a sigh of relief. He's done answering question.

He put his chopsticks on his plate, beside the barrels that were completely empty of booze. Zoro had eaten twice as Kanroji has ever eaten. He actually got room for more, but he left it empty. If he got too hungry, he's going to sleep right away. 

He plan to train himself a little more to burn out the calories that he just digested. He also wanted to master Ryuo as fast as possible. He wanted to get stronger. He was about to leave

"Looks like its already late. Now, if-

"Where have you been this four months?" Iguro stated. He found Zoro very suspicious. He disappeared for four months without any trace left of him. Even Law and Sanji said they were unable to contact him.

Zoro stopped. He closed his eyes. He remember, things that he went through. Countless fuck-ups that he did before. He almost laughs, remembering it. He grab a curved short-sword from his coat and observe it.

"You won't believe me, no one will" Zoro said without looking at Iguro.

"Just spill it. It's not that har-