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

Overfocused

Muichiro is trapped within a vase structure made out of water. Its only a matter of time before Muichiro die by suffocation. Water is slowly filling up his lungs. Knowing that Muichiro would soon die, Gyokko just leave him there. He is confident that Muichiro would die sooner or later inside the the vase. 

Meanwhile, Muichiro is trying to plan a way to escape from the water vase. Time isn't on his side. He needs to figure out something quick. The demons are still roaming the village. He must protect the chief and save the remaining swordsmith. 

He had enough air inside his lungs to produce one more strike. He gambles everything that he had on this one final attack. With the amount of air in my lungs, I can still managed to do one more strike.

Mist Breathing, First Form: Low Clouds, Distant Haze! Muichiro performs one powerful singular thrust from the inside of the water vase to puncture a hole so he could escape from the Water Prison Pot.

*Fwoosh!*

*Gwob!*

Muichiro shoot his shot. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough to pierce the water vase. Instead, it just bounces off. He failed. He assumed that he's going to die in this water vase. He accepted his fate.. I can't even break it with a thrusting technique. I guess that's what to be expected from using a chipped katana. It's no use. I'm done for.

But it'd be nice if backup arrived. Master....I'm going to die. Send at least two Hashira. Even when he knows he's going to die. He hoped that a backup squad would arrive and saved him. Which he felt strange for him to hope for other's help instead.

Why do you think that? No one knows what future holds..... Inside the Water Prison Pot, he could see Tanjiro from outside, smiling softly at him. He realizes that he is hallucinating. But he can't help but felt a familiar with those words.

What? No...Tanjiro never said that to me. Who said it? 

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Gyokko moved his focus on the small shack instead. He was curious at why did the swordsmiths earlier was so hellbent on protecting this hovel. He went inside to check on it. It was just a small workshop and storage to store blades so it seems.

Kanamori lunged towards Gyokko with a knife on his hand. He attempted his very best to protect this small hovel at all costs. He was greeted with slashes on his body. Blood spurted from his chest. He fell to the ground.

*Slash!*

"Gaah!" Kanamori groans in pain. Gyokko enters the hovel, inspecting every inch of it with his eyes. It is nothing out of ordinary. It's just an ordinary hovel, nothing much. 

"Why protect this hovel? Surely the village chief isn't here, is he?" Gyokko is curious why Kanamori would go such lengths to protect this hovel. He wondered if the village chief is hiding here in this hovel.

*Shing*

*Shing!*

*Shing!*

"Hmm?" From the corner of his eyes, Gyokko noticed a swordsmith who seems busy sharpening a sword. The swordsmith wasn't even bothered looking at Gyokko and continued his work like nothing happened. The swordsmith is focused and obsessed over the sword.

*Shing!*

*Shing!*

"Incredible, Kotetsu! What an incredible blade! Such skill, its amazing!" Haganezuka mumbled under his breath. He was so amazed by the sword. He ignores every presence around his environment and continue on polishing the sword to the fines.

Hmmph? A young human, flesh not quite forty years old! I don't think he's the chief. Gyokko deduced that Haganezuka wasn't the chief of the village. He had received intel from Doflamingo before that the chief is short in figure and in his 70s.

*Shing!*

"Hey, human!" Gyokko called out to Haganezuka

*Shing!*

*Shing!*

"Who made this? What kind of smith made this katana? Why engrave only a single letter, not his full name?" Haganezuka ignored Gyokko. Instead, he asked keep on mumbling to himself, asking questions to himself that he did not know the answer.

?!

What's with him?! What astounding concentration! He's so absorbed that he doesn't even notice me, Gyokko! Gyokko is stunned at how Haganezuka is so absorbed over the sword that he doesn't even notice what happened his surroundings.

I-I don't like this at all! I hate it! Even I never concentrated that hard! As an artist, it puts me to shame! Gyokko was impressed and jealous at Haganezuka at the same time who was so absorbed in his work. A seed of envy blooms in his heart.

With rage, Gyokko created one of his amalgamation monsters and went ahead to attack Haganezuka. Haganezuka didn't move. 

*Slash!*

*Shhk!*

*Swish!*

Slashes after slashes wounded Haganezuka in his back and multiple places. But he still didn't budge and keep on working on the sword. Kanamori persuaded Haganezuka to stop, but Haganezuka didn't notice it at all. 

*Crack!*

Haganezuka's mask broke, revealing long black hair coupled with sharp eyes and distinctly-shaped thick eyebrows. His hand is still polishing the tarnished sword. Th-This man....his hands never stop! 

"I know why he didn't put his name on such a fine blade. Just a single letter! When he forged this katana he infused it with his intense determination. He forged this blade with a single purpose!" Haganezuka understand why this weapon was created 300 years ago. He was so impressed by the quality of such great blade.

"Haganezuka! Please...stop!" Kanamori begged Haganezuka to stop. He's severely injured and won't budge from the sword.

I don't like this! It would be easy to kill him, but I want to find a way to make him set aside that blade! I want to break his concentration! Gyokko is infuriated. Killing Haganezuka will be easy but that's what what he wanted to do. He wanted to break Haganezuka's focus on polishing that blade.

Meanwhile.....

"Where am I?" Zoro looked around him. He is sure that he took a right path. From the forest, he escaped the forest and ended up in a town in a desert. He's pretty sure he's in Alabasta until he met a group of people staring at each other intensely while shockwaves were created from collision out of nowhere.They were posing a lot and saying things like 'muda' or 'ora'

Zoro is still lost......