The young toshigi tapped Zoro's shoulder lightly. Zoro still strutted forward, not turning around. He didn't have time for this. He didn't have time for this at all.
The boy tapped him again, and Zoro couldn't help but feel annoyed. Wouldn't you feel annoyed if someone kept bothering you by tapping you on the shoulder? Because he sure would.
Zoro didn't want to even talk, for his jaw was hurting—but he couldn't say anything to tell the boy to stop touching him either.
When the boy did it one more time, Zoro finally turned around.
"What do you want?"
"Where did you get those swords?"
Zoro didn't want to reply. He was too annoyed and in pain at this point, he just wanted to ditch the boy and leave him. But, if you saw a curious child in front of you, would you be able to leave?
"Somewhere."
Zoro managed to mutter one word. That's all he wanted to say. Somewhere. Nothing else. He just wanted to leave.
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Fanfiction"You do know what I'm talking about, right Roanoa?" The cloaked man cocked his gaze toward him, squinting his eyes while spreading a large grin across his face. Zoro felt himself swallow. Was this the man he saw from earlier? No, it couldn't be. But...
