Watching the mere two or three dozen civilians led by the mayor, charging toward him with swords and clubs in hand, Buggy couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"These brainless fools… do they seriously think they can fight me? Talk about foolish bravery."
Chuckling at their ignorance, Buggy gave a lazy wave of his hand.
"Fire the cannons!"
The pirates immediately obeyed. Cannonballs were loaded, fuses lit, and black iron shells roared across the air.
Five thunderous blasts erupted around the charging townsfolk.
Blood sprayed. Bodies were blown apart. Limbs and entrails splattered across the cobblestone streets.
As the smoke cleared, Buggy stroked his bright red nose with satisfaction.
His laughter echoed above the carnage.
The pirates, intoxicated by the spectacle, grew restless.
"Captain! Let us go down and finish the rest with our blades!"
Buggy grinned.
"No rush. Let me give them one more taste of my kindness."
He lifted his foot, revealing three circular chambers built into the side of his boot.
"Custom-Made, Maki Shell!"
From one of the chambers, a pellet no bigger than a pea shot out.
It landed squarely in the residential district.
Then came the explosion.
BOOM!
The roar was louder than all the previous blasts combined.
A wave of fire and debris engulfed the block, buildings shattered, smoke billowed.
The Maki Shell was one of Buggy's personal inventions.
And its destructive power was terrifying.
"All hands! Storm the town! Take everything!"
"WHOOOAARGH!!"
The pirates roared like madmen, charging down the gangplank, brandishing muskets and blades.
Mohji rode atop his lion, Richie.
Cabaji balanced on his unicycle, sword in hand.
Together, they rampaged through the town, mowing down the helpless.
Screams and pleas for mercy echoed through the streets.
None of it mattered.
This was no battle.
This was a massacre.
,
Back to the present.
Kurou had only just woken up. His body still ached from the chakra drain, and he'd fallen asleep far too late the night before.
He hadn't heard a single cannon blast.
Climbing out from the ship's hold, Kurou stepped onto the deck and took in the scene of Orange Town, reduced to a smoldering ruin.
His brow furrowed in disgust.
No one had bothered checking on him during the chaos. After all, Buggy's orders were to lock him away for two full nights.
The crew assumed he was still trapped below.
But Kurou was already walking down the gangplank, heading straight for the town.
"Hey! What are you doing out here?"
Several pirates spotted him.
Kurou casually dug into his ear, completely unfazed.
"That lousy wooden door? Please. You think that could hold me?"
Just then, Buggy approached, arms folded, still giddy from the "victory."
"Well, well. You actually snuck out, huh?"
Mohji sneered.
"Captain, this punk disobeyed your orders. Let's just kill him now."
"Yeah! Let's finish him off!"
The surrounding pirates joined in. Their blood was still hot from slaughter.
And this kid? The weakest among them? A perfect scapegoat.
But Kurou just smirked.
"You pack of worthless punks and shitheads think you can take me down?"
The crowd blinked.
Then erupted into laughter.
"Did… did he just call us worthless... punks?"
"And shitheads?!"
"This kid's lost it!"
"Hahaha, must've been beaten into madness!"
They roared, doubled over in laughter. Some were clutching their sides.
Kurou simply narrowed his eyes.
Laugh all you want. We'll see who's crying soon enough.
Cabaji couldn't take it anymore. His face twisted into a sneer.
Riding forward on his unicycle, he shouted,
"Captain, let me deal with this trash personally."
Buggy waved him on.
"Fine. Do as you like."
With a cold glint in his eye, Cabaji lunged, rapier gleaming.
But Kurou shifted, just slightly.
Dodged.
And then punched Cabaji right in the ribs.
The swordsman was sent flying several meters through the air, crashing hard into the dirt.
He howled in pain, clutching his side.
It wasn't an ordinary punch.
Kurou had channeled chakra into his fist.
The pirates stared in stunned silence.
"Wha… what just happened?!"
"Cabaji... got floored?!"
Even Buggy's clown-painted face twisted in disbelief.
"What the hell did you do to Cabaji?!"
Kurou cracked his knuckles.
"Weren't you watching, you fucking red nose? I punched him."
Buggy's expression darkened.
"You little shit… you've got a death wish, talking to me like that?"
"Damn right I do. I've had it with your crap… you worthless shitty red freaking nose, Fcking cunt."
What?!
The pirates gasped.
Two people in under three days had dared to call Buggy the R-word.
And this brat just shouted it in front of everyone!
In pirate law, that was a death sentence.
Buggy's face turned purple with rage.
"Y-you- how dare you call me... RED NOSE?!"
"I'll blow you to pieces! Not a single bone left!"
Kurou smirked.
"Come on, Red Nose. Show me what you've got."
Buggy was shaking with fury.
"Fine! I'll kill you myself!"
He pulled out four throwing knives, then activated his ability.
"Bara Bara Cannon!"
His right hand detached, clutching the knives, and flew straight toward Kurou.
But Kurou had already moved.
Lightning Release: Chidori Stream!
Electricity surged across his body, crackling, blinding.
As the disembodied hand approached, it made contact with the lightning first.
ZzzzzzzZZZZT!!!
The moment it touched the current, Buggy's body spasmed violently.
His right hand was still connected via Devil Fruit logic, so the lightning surged straight into his main body.
The shock paralyzed him on the spot.
Even his bright red nose was scorched black.
Buggy's Bara Bara no Mi made him immune to slashes and physical separation.
But lightning?
Fire?
Elemental energy?
He wasn't immune to that.
"Captain Buggy!"
Several of his men screamed as they rushed toward Kurou with swords raised.
Kurou's eyes narrowed.
"Fcking Idiots, Retards."
He raised his hand, lightning dancing across his fingers.
The electricity leapt from his body, arcing toward the oncoming pirates,
and struck them down in an instant.
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