Chapter Thirty-Four: The Sorrow Of A Buccaneer

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 Izuru inhaled the disgusting street air, all around him, he could only smell the people.

With each person that passed him, he could feel their pulse, their blood perfect, and waiting.

He turned away without a second thought. It was as he had feared, just a single taste and it was becoming something he could not stop thinking about.

He had eaten plenty, but human food was useless and... No single person had enough for the years of starvation he had put upon himself.

The Pirate King did not have a choice in the matter, it was time to find the treasure, or face becoming simply another beast.

His eyes rose to the castle in the distance. They did not take him far, but would he be alright on his own?

It was obvious to Izuru that Nagito struggled on his own a lot, and perhaps it was a wonder he had gotten as far as he did. There was something... Weak in the man's mind, as though he could snap and crumble any moment.

He could only leave it to him though, Kamukura's attempt to enter the castle could lead to the death of them both, or perhaps everyone getting exposed and a war starting, at the worst.

He wouldn't involve people he did not have to, so visiting Komaeda before he needed to was out of the question.

For now, he needed to discover clues towards the wine, towards whoever Shiro was.

As he strode down the street, it was impossible not to notice the gazes of the people who passed him.

He had been here long ago but... It was fuzzy.

Was he actually here?

Was it simply a false memory? He seemed to be having a lot of those recently.

Truly, it was terrifying to remember something from someone he had never met. It was like his human self was tearing through his mind, crying to be set free.

It wasn't something he would occupy himself with though. He didn't even know who Hajime was. It was not him, that was for sure. Hajime was Hajime, and he was Izuru, not Hajime. When he was human again, he would still be Izuru.

Hajime was like... A father that gave him birth, a stranger he had never met, a distant relative that died before they could greet. His predecessor, nothing more.

"Only three coins!" A young child cried out, catching the Pirate King's attention to a small newspaper boy. Swiftly, he raised his hood to hide his face before continuing.

Having people recognize him from the newspaper would be... Inconvenient.

"Ma'am!" The boy suddenly held up the paper to him, "It's the latest issue, I promise!"

Kamukura... Didn't mind being called a woman, it was a compliment really. Reaching into his pocket, he offered the boy the coins in exchange for the paper.

Knowing what was on everyone's minds today would be helpful.

The first page showed nothing of interest, and neither the second. But turning to the third, a certain article caught his attention.

As he was skimming through, the child looked at him curiously.

"Oh, are you interested in the bounty?"

He nodded a response, careful not to expose his voice this time around.

"It was issued from the Queen of England!" The child announced, almost happy. "A pirate running from the law! But it's pretty weird, he's wearing this collar and chain like a dog. Why do you think he wears it?"

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