Chapter 806: Just Like a Photoshoot
Chapter 806: Just Like a Photoshoot
Hairdo – a legendary boss who later got wrapped in bandages like a mummy.
Face shape – a miraculous squad leader whose heart was stabbed later on.
Abilities – a golden "Mister" who had his arm chopped off back then.
And if you add Haki, there's also that black-winged demon who constantly craved attention through nihilistic antics.
Even his chest bore the world’s will incarnate – a giant serpent emblem.
Swordsmanship? None other than the Mibu Kyuugan Kyou Kaitai’s Kyushiro, plus extra madness.
Plus that mysterious gate-slicing swallow-slaying technique.
Unarmed combat? The killing intent waves of Hao Gui.
All strung together into one comprehensive package.
He himself wasn’t even sure how he’d stitched this all together.
But Kuro didn’t care. After all, strength fades – but being cool? That’s eternal.
Besides, he didn’t just throw random stuff together. There was logic behind it.
Beyond innate factors, the swordsmanship came from the system. Sure, he developed it further later, but mostly followed the shadow of his past life's blueprint. Why rack your brains when you’ve got a perfect template?
Whether swordsmanship or unarmed combat techniques, if it works – just take it!
And in practice, these skills delivered great results. Moreover, it wasn’t mere copy-paste. It was like old wine in new bottles – the mold was the same, but the approach was based entirely on his own understanding. Adapt and flow naturally.
In terms of power? Even the original versions might not compare.
As for Haki – the cross-shaped mark between his brows protected his forehead from attacks. Tear-shaped streaks shielded his eyes and cheeks. He only had one face – if it got destroyed, it was gone. Unlike Smoker, who could come back after years apart with a new scar.
And his chest? Obviously – vital points galore. Of course, he needed a sun-shaped guardian there.
As for the golden "Mister"… well, that’s just how Float-Float’s power worked.
He had perfect blueprints at hand. Why learn from Red-Hair, that idiot? When you already have convenient abilities, why bother with swordsmanship?
A space-based Aoe weapon wasn’t appealing?
These weapons – especially the blades – included several "Famous Blades", forged through countless masters’ hands. He’d snatched them from someone’s grip. Letting them rust would be a waste.
“This… this is…”
The photographer stared, stunned at the scene.
Kuro perched above, surrounded by weapons. Sunlight glinted coldly off the blades, casting eerie reflections around him. His features were shrouded in shadows, adding an aura of mystery and Haki.
The photographer immediately captured the angle – a low-angle shot.
“This one! This one! Vice Admiral, this is perfect! No one would mistake you for a Navy officer – you look born for piracy!”
“This beats every Wanted Poster I’ve ever seen,” the photographer gushed.
“That’s obvious,” Kuro tilted his head up. “I’m naturally Haki.”
The disguise? Disposable. Why hold back when you’re this cool?
Just like how everyone should do a photoshoot at least once in life – the kind where even your mom wouldn’t recognize you. But when you look at the picture, you still say, “Yep, that’s me.”
When you’re old, you can brag to your kids, “This was my youthful look.”
Like the beauty filter apps back in his past life – turning everyone into ethereal beauties unrecognizable from their bathroom mirrors. Yet they still preened, “That’s totally me!”
In the end, when you’re old, no one checks your youth’s authenticity. As long as you and your kids believe it, who cares? Whether it’s true or not, it becomes true.
Kuro’s the same. Though he lives cautiously now, this one-time, side-effect-free, unrecognizable Haki form – who could possibly spot him?
But he dare not.
Too much fame would draw attention. Right now, hiding at G-3, he still gets old men picking fights. If he went full Haki? The world’s old men would go berserk!
Even the old ladies might –
Wait, actually…
Big Mom, that old lady, wants him dead more than anyone. Literally dead.
“Tch, you show off.” Smoker looked up, a hint of envy in his eyes. “Aren’t you worried about someone recognizing your Ability, Kuro?”
“Abilities like mine are too common. Who can tell? I’ve met similar ones myself. And this disguise is disposable anyway.” Kuro replied. “I even met someone with an Ability like yours – cloud instead of smoke. Maybe you can develop something new. Honestly, your Ability’s like cotton candy now – soft and fluffy. Give me that Logia, and I’d be over the moon!”
Logia! The ultimate starting Ability.
Truthfully, any Logia user who knows the basics – raining islands, drowning the sea, it’s all useless.
They fear no physical attacks. Even Haki users need to touch them first. Even Gramps’s strongest Haki only gives a 50-50 chance – no matter who you are.
Because they can do what you can do – and maybe better.
So when you can’t hit, and can’t outrun, what can you do?
Kuro’s approach to Logia users is situational – cut what you can, avoid what you can’t. Entanglement’s useless. If they’re too dangerous, he calls reinforcements.
Why fight alone when the Navy’s got backup? That’s the dumbest approach.
But so far, he’s never faced a Logia user stronger than the original three Admirals.
Though Kuzan joined the pirates, he’d probably avoid real fights. Kuro still upheld Navy justice.
Maybe when Sakazuki retires, he’ll suggest rehiring Kuzan as Fleet Admiral.
“Kuro! Kuro!”
Lida ran over excitedly. “The flag’s ready!”
“Oh? Already?”
Kuro glanced over. He flicked his finger, sending a blade flying.
“Perfect. Pose with us, Lida. This blade’s a gift – don’t use your unarmed techniques here. Better disguise with swords.”
Lida’s unarmed combat techniques were the strongest – but better safe than sorry.
Klaht twitched his lips.
You realize this makes you more recognizable, right? Why worry about a Commander like Lida, who’s far less famous than you?
The blade was pure white, its curve like a crescent moon.
“Eh? Okay.”
Lida caught the blade, drew it smoothly. The blade’s edge gleamed cold as the moon.
“This is…”
Tashigi, who followed behind, widened her eyes and pulled out her notebook.
“Crescent Moon! One of the Gojūsan Kuni no Tachi’s Crescent Moons! What a legendary blade!”
(End of Chapter)
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