Chapter 15 Shimotsuki Village! Koushin Dojo, Koushinrou!
Who is it?
Coleman, dressed in a kimono, opened the door, rubbed his eyes, and stammered, "Chef, head chef!"
"What, you're not welcoming me?"
"Welcome, welcome, head chef, please come in." Coleman warmly welcomed Lister into the house.
"Dalang?"
An old woman was mending clothes inside the house.
"Mother, he is a friend I made outside, Liszt."
"Hello, Mother-in-law!"
The old woman busied herself instructing Coleman to attend to the guests.
Coleman took out sake, placed it on the table, poured a full glass, handed it to Lister, and then poured one for himself.
The old woman brought over some snacks to go with the drinks, then left the room, giving the two of them space to talk.
"Coleman isn't your real name?" Lister glanced around; the room was simply furnished and looked poor.
"No, Coleman is the name I used when I left the village and went out to make my way in the world. My name is Tsuchimon Ichiro."
Ichiro Tsuchiya raised his glass in a toast, and Lister returned the toast, each taking a sip.
In fact, most pirates do not use their real names when they are out on the sea, in order to prevent the Navy or enemies from finding their families and threatening them.
"The head chef isn't here to see me, is he?" Ichiro Tsuchiya asked.
"I heard there's a kendo dojo in Shimotsuki Village that's very famous. I thought I'd come and check it out since you're here."
"The head chef wants to learn kendo?"
"Haha, just call me Lister! The Great Axe is dismissed."
"Alright, then I'll call you Lister." Ichiro Tsuchiya smiled.
"Kendo needs to be trained from a young age! I'm fourteen this year, I've missed the best time, it's too late."
Age was only one reason; another reason was that old John did not recommend that he learn kendo.
The path of a swordsman is not one that ordinary people can walk. It's not that it's particularly special, but rather that without a pure heart for the way of the sword, it's difficult to achieve anything in the way of the sword.
That's such a pity.
Liszt and Tsuchienichiro chatted about their recent situations and talked about Sieg.
"I'm getting married. My bride is a girl from the next village. I don't plan to leave the village again. I can farm, hunt, and take care of my mother with my wife. Life at sea always makes me anxious. Returning to the village brings me peace. I belong here, not to the sea." Tsuchien Ichiro politely declined Liszt's offer to recruit him.
After the drinks, Ichiro Tsuchiyuan led Liszt to visit the Isshin Dojo.
Koushirou was a celebrity in the village; even Tsuchimon Ichiro had learned kendo from him when he was young.
In the reception room, Koushirou, dressed in a light gray kimono bearing the insignia of the Shimotsuki family of Wano Country, invited Lister to have tea, with Tsuchimon Ichiro accompanying him.
Wearing glasses and with a beaming smile, Koushirou asked, "Honored guest, what brings you here from afar?"
"challenge!"
"oh?"
"I need a suitable opponent, and in the current East China Sea, I can't find anyone more suitable than you," Lister said.
"Why?"
"Um?"
"Why do you think I'm a suitable opponent? We've never met before, have we?" Koushirou asked curiously.
"intuition!"
"Intuition? Haha, what an interesting young man. But it's been a long time since I've fought anyone."
Lister bowed and said, "I want to know the gap between myself and the world's top experts. Please."
Koushirou drinks tea and examines Liszt.
Tsuchien Ichiro was also looking forward to it. He knew that Koushirou was very strong. Almost all the swordsmen in the village had been instructed by Koushirou, but he did not know how strong Koushirou was. Not only him, but everyone in the village was curious. Unfortunately, Koushirou rarely made a move. Perhaps there was no one in the village worth his attention. Therefore, Koushirou's strength has always been a mystery.
Splash...
The wooden door suddenly slid open, and the three people inside turned around. Four or five children stumbled in, fell onto the wooden planks, and stood up with cries of pain.
The short-haired girl in front rubbed her forehead, stood up, glared at her friends, quickly chopped each of them with a chop to the neck, and said angrily, "I told you not to push, now look what happened."
The green-haired brat covered his head and complained loudly, "It was clearly you..."
Snap!
Another chop landed on the green-haired brat's head, and the short-haired girl snorted in dissatisfaction.
Koushirou, unable to maintain his composure, sternly rebuked, "Kuina, Zoro, what are you doing? Eavesdropping on conversations is not the behavior of a swordsman."
Kuina gripped the wooden sword in her right hand and said to Koushirou, "Father, let me teach him a lesson for you!"
"Wait, it should be me!" Zoro jumped up, glaring fiercely at Lister.
Lister looked at the two little devils and suddenly burst into laughter.
"What are you laughing at? Damn it, don't underestimate me, I'm very strong!" Zoro stomped his foot and shouted.
Kuina frowned unhappily; what an rude man.
As soon as the laughter stopped, Liszt said, "Alright! Let's have a contest then! Mr. Koushirou, is that alright?"
"Sure!" Koushirou said with a smile.
Dojo.
Who wants to go first?
"Of course it's me, Kuina! Watch me defeat this guy!" Zoro grabbed two wooden swords and walked into the arena.
According to the dojo's rules, they bowed to the altar, with Lister and Zoro standing opposite each other.
"Hey, aren't you going to use a sword?" Zoro asked Lister, who was empty-handed.
"Sorry, I don't know how to use a sword," Lister said with a smile.
"Tch, don't underestimate people."
"ah..."
Zoro, thinking that Lister said he could defeat him without a sword, glared angrily at Lister, shouted, and charged out wielding two bamboo swords.
The bamboo sword was swiftly swung out, and Lister's figure vanished abruptly.
"What?"
Zoro's eyes widened as he looked around.
"So fast!" Kuina exclaimed in surprise, "It's behind us!"
"ah?"
Zoro turned around and swung his bamboo sword backward, but before he could hit Lister, he was punched in the back and flew out, falling to the ground with the bamboo sword flying out of his hand.
"Zoro!"
The companions sitting cross-legged on both sides watching the battle exclaimed in surprise.
Since Zoro challenged the dojo half a year ago and was defeated by Kuina, he has grown rapidly after joining the dojo and is now the strongest among the dojo boys. Even the adults in the village can't beat him. Only Kuina has maintained a winning streak.
At this moment, he was actually defeated by that man with a single punch?
"One point. That's it. The winner is Liszt!" Koushirou was not surprised by Liszt's victory. Zoro was still young. When he reached Liszt's age, he might not be weaker than Liszt.
Zoro struggled to his feet, clenched his fists, glared at Lister, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Lister? I will defeat you! I will practice desperately, and I will definitely defeat you next time!"
"Oh, not bad, I'll be waiting for you." Lister laughed heartily.
Zoro walked step by step to sit down among his companions. Starting today, he has one more person to defeat.
After sitting down, Zoro's face fell. Ouch, it hurts so much, his back hurts so much.
"You're still so weak, Zoro!"
Kuina stood up, took her bamboo sword, and entered the arena, looking at Liszt with a serious expression.
Please give me your guidance!
Please give me your guidance!
They bowed to each other, stepped back, and waited for Koushirou to call for the start. Kuina exhaled and her eyes became focused. She had clearly seen from the side that the man in front of her was very strong!
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