Akira was seen making his way down the mountain, over the last couple of weeks, he was starting to feel like he would go insane if he was forced to live up the mountain by himself.
He may have been pretty antisocial in his past life but without any electric device to help him alleviate his boredom and all he does is fricking train all day.
He was slowly yet steadily going insane.
All he has been doing apart from making his day-to-day life better over the past couple of months was just training his gentle fist technique.
He has refined his control over it to such a point that he could beat any kid his age, and up to around 17 years of age.
He wasn't going to try his luck for anyone older, he was still after all quite small, his body being enhanced with life energy didnt mean shit against sneak attacks if he wasn't prepared for them and thus he did not want to risk it.
Making his way down to the rural area of the wall rose.
He noticed a bunch of camps there for serving food to the people.
There were also a lot fewer people around than the last time he came down the mountain.
He wonders why.
His eyes landed on a poster...something about reclaiming the wall, Maria....
Oh...so they were sent to their death....that dark.
Akira looked at the coins in his makeshift wallet and was hoping to catch a good bang for his buck.
He was out of salt and he was hoping to get some salt that way, by buying it from the source.
He walked to a nearby salt shop, he pointed at the salt, and asked.
"How much is one ounce of salt"
"10 bronze coin"
'Well dam, that was expansive'
"And for a bag?"
"How many ounces?"
The look on the vendor's face was that of annoyance.
"Let's say 10 ounces"
"That would be 10 silver and 15 bronze coins"
"Wait what? if one ounce is 10 bronze, then 10 ounces should only be 10 silver or 100 bronze,"
Akira added looking at the merchant.
The merchant looked just a bit stunned, as if not expecting a child to know how to do math, upon further looking at the child he noticed that the clothes the child seemed to wearing were quite clean.
Probably the son of some nobles.
"Listen here kid, taxes have been raised, I have to make a profit somehow, so do you want it or not"
"10 Silver and 5 Bronze"
"Don't haggle with me, kid"
"How about 6 Silver and a piece of freshly slaughtered rabbit"
The man's eyes seem to widen a bit at the kid's offer.
Meat...this was a word he wasn't expecting to hear anytime soon, he hadn't tasted meat in about a year in a half.
If this kid was right then, he would get his chance again.
"Show me the proof"
Akira placed something wrapped in a packet infront of the man....the man could smell it from where he was.
It smelled delicious, he couldn't help himself but salivate a bit.
As the man reached to grab the food, Akira pulled the food away saying.
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Hyuga in Attack on Titan
FanfictionAkira was a very unlucky teenage boy, ever since he was a kid he was always unlucky, however after the world decided to bend him over and fuck him in the ass. Well after he died from getting struck by lightning 17 times, suffering a heart attack, an...
