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

Memories of The Past

Law close the door of the basement and walk through the hallways, towards his room. As he walking in the hallways, he meet Zoro who was about to enter his room. 

"Finally here? What did you do until you came back this late?" Law greeted Zoro and ask the swordsman a question. He looked at his watch. It's 2 A.M in the morning. Where the hell have he been?

"After party's over, I went for a walk. I also hunted a demon earlier. Nothing's interesting. Why? I can't do that?" Zoro went for a walk after dinner and decided to get some exercise by hunting demons.

Then out of nowhere, a small crow landed on Zoro's shoulder. Law wanted to ask why there's a crow on his shoulder. Zoro noticed how Law is staring at his crow. "From the looks of it, you really wanted to know about this crow, huh?"

"This is my Kasugai Crow! I named it Koshinuke!" Zoro introduced the crow to Law. The crow looks scared. Eek! Another scary-looking guy! 

"Koshinuke? Don't you have better names to name him?" Law didn't understand why Zoro named his crow coward. 

"It suits him, I guess." Zoro shrugs his shoulder before going into his room. Well, at least its better than Doflamingo naming his minions. 

"Wait a minute. I thought you have four swords. Where's the other one?" Zoro stopped. Law noticed that Zoro didn't carry a sword with him. Where's the short sword?

"That one? I keep it in my room." Law is a bit weirded out. Zoro usually carry all of his swords with him anywhere.

"And, what's with that sword?" Law pointed at Enma. It's different. The sheath of the sword is deep red and continues the design of the hilt, having two golden clasps in short succession around its middle.

While the sword is lilac and gold color scheme. It also possesses an irregular flame-shaped hamon like other Kitetsu, but this one is different. As well a violet sheath.

"Uhh...I modified it. I changed the sheath. That's all." Zoro lied. Sweats started to accumulate in his forehead. Law narrowed his eyes. Zoro gets a bit nervous.

"Ah well, the color scheme's ain't bad. You know your stuff. Sleep well." Law left without having any suspicion. Zoro let's out a sigh of relief. He didn't want to get questioned on how the hell did he get one of the 21 Great Grade Sword...in another world?

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He put his notebook on the table and his hat aside. He yawned. He didn't hear the siblings arguing anymore. So that's good. They'll put the attention away the from others and Law could sleep peacefully without any interruptions.

With that notebook. He'll call everyone if he got the time to discuss about their intel and to decides whether the siblings should live or die. And if they could, let them join us under our surveillance. Maybe give them both better room than the basement.

They could prove to be useful, since they have limitless stamina and endurance. Not to mention, the only thing that could kill them is either a poison, decapitation and sunlight. Law guessed that Sanji would immediately agreed since there's Daki which is a hottie.

Brook would probably give them a second chance to redeem themselves after everything they've done. The skeleton is the kind of guy that believe that everyone should have second chance. A gentleman down to the bone.

Zoro will likely disagree. Since he's not the kind of guy that would be a buddy-buddy with enemies. Zoro's opinion might be the same as Law. But right now, they have an Upper Rank Six on their grasp. Instead of letting them die, might as well use them.

Doflamingo on the other hand....Law isn't sure if he would agree or not. It's like coin flipping. It's either he agree or disagree. If he do, he'll probably make them into his puppet. He's tired of thinking about them. He'll call them with the River Snail tomorrow to discuss about this.

Law lie down in his futon bed and cover himself with a blanket. He stared at the ceiling of his room. He inhale and exhale slowly. After everything that had happened, it's making him extremely tired. If anything, tonight's a hectic night.

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It's a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, cherry blossoms are blooming. On this day, A man is seen carrying a plate with kettle and a cup alongside two rice balls. The man looks very identical to Tanjiro. But this one looks much older.

The man looks identical to Tanjiro, possessing the same facial structure, eyes and hair. Although the hair is longer, about shoulder length that are kept in ponytail behind his head. Not only that, but the man wore a black checkered kimono, which the pattern is similar to Tanjiro's haori. 

The man bring the plate to engawa, where there's a tall, red-haired man sits. The man seems to carry a frail, little baby in his arms that's wrapped in a white cloth. The man is a tall man with a muscular build, fair skin, maroon eyes, and long spiky hair with red tips that's kept in a ponytail.

He wear a red over a very pale orange-colored with a black , a pair of with red straps and white , with a Nichirin Sword carried at the left side of his waist. He also sported hanafuda earrings. 

"I made tea." The older Tanjiro approached the red-haired man, telling him that he made some tea for him.

"Oh, thank you." The red-haired thanked the older Tanjiro in a soft voice, while carrying a sleeping baby.

"Whew! He's sound asleep. It appears my wife also fell asleep. Sorry." The older Tanjiro look's glad that the baby is asleep. He apologizes to the red-haired that his wife fell asleep.

"I really am sorry to ask a visitor like you to watch my child." The older Tanjiro apologizes to trouble the red-haired man by watching his child.

"It's no trouble. She must be tired. Bearing and raising children is hard." The red-haired reply and says that it's okay. He handed the baby to the older Tanjiro.

"I'll drink this and leave. If I don't, I'll just keep eating." He told the older Tanjiro that he'll drink the tea and leave. He doesn't want to trouble them.

"Don't worry about it! We owe you our lives. If it weren't for you, my child wouldn't have been born." The red-haired didn't reply. he just took a sip of the tea. The older Tanjiro understood him. He made his decision.

"I understand. But I'll tell my children and grandchildren about you!" The older Tanjiro won't let the red-haired man be forgotten in the future.

"That isn't necessary" The red-haired replied.

"But, if you have no heirs, who will remember? Even if I'm just a mere charcoal seller, someday someone will-

"It's not necessary." The red-haired repeated his answer.

"Sumiyoshi, those who master their trade all arrive at the same place. Even if the time change or the way to that place changes, they are certain to reach the same place." The red-haired man told Sumiyoshi, that sooner or later that everyone will die.

"I cannot protect anything that's important to me and I was unable to accomplish even one thing that I should have in this life. I am a man without any value." 

Please don't...

I don't want you to talk like that. Please...

I beg you, don't talk about yourself like that.

It's sad...

So very sad...

Tanjiro opened his eyes. He'd woken up.