if you are one piece

Chapter 7: Meeting at the dojo

I finally knew what I was going to write, and I was very happy, so I threw out the content I saved later and abandoned it.

"Hello Grandpa Juan, my mother and I are back. I believe we will stay longer this time. Is the house to the east still vacant?"

Cameron was standing next to his mother in a single coat and a fluffy cloak. He had a pair of straw sandals on his feet. He was half a head taller than two years ago. Juan rubbed his eyes. He was really an old man. He almost died. forgotten.

"It's empty, of course it's still empty. Come in and tell me, aren't you cold with so little clothes on? I'm going to die from the cold." Juan welcomed him warmly. A poor child and his mother were wandering around, and they didn't know what to do. Know why.

"No, Grandpa Juan, since the house is still empty, will the rent still be the same as before? My mother and I want to pack up the house as soon as possible and have a rest early." Cameron took out a thousand beli from his pocket and paid the previous rent. It's one hundred Baileys, which is equivalent to meaning that almost no rent is collected. Cameron understands.

"Money, money, money, you young people always like to talk about money, but I don't like it. If the house is empty, it will be empty. It's a waste. It would be nice to have people living there. Come in and have a bite of the mutton soup pot. I've been waiting for a long time." Juan Deliberately visibly angry. "Come in and have a bite. Once you eat the best mutton soup pot in the world, you will never forget it. You can live in the house and negotiate the money for free."

Didn't he agree that he would have three meals a day at his gym? Zoro disappeared again. Koushiro folded his hands and couldn't tell whether he was smiling or serious. He decided to go out for a walk.

In the harsh winter, the gym seemed to be deserted all of a sudden. Everyone shrank into their homes. The three people in the gym were like a family of three. Without Zoro, the atmosphere would be missing.

Today's meal was cooked by Keina. She seemed very happy. She must have defeated Zoro again in the challenge.

It was getting dark, and it started to snow heavily. Koushiro put his hands in his sleeves and walked on the snow. The main roads were not allowed. Zoro preferred small roads. Just like his character, the fastest was the best and the one who could win. He is the strongest, he doesn't pay so much attention.

Sure enough, I saw Sauron in the bay, and he was quietly looking at the sea and the sky.

Galenbune Koushiro couldn't help but take a few more glances to make sure. So it seems that Cameron came back today. He waited patiently. Koushiro suddenly felt a little excited.

When Zoro saw Koushiro, he immediately collected himself and stood up. Zoro collected his emotions by picking them up from the ground, piecing them together, and stuffing them into his own mind, in an almost brutal and essentially violent way. "Is that dinner? Don't call me next time. You can just eat it by yourself. I will take care of it myself."

Koushiro walked slowly towards Zoro on the snow, his words were always short and exquisite. "Go back first."

The two walked through the bare woods and entered the flower street of Seymour Shiki Village. After dusk, all the shops were closed. When they were approaching the Isshin Gym, Zoro felt more angry than discouraged. Screamed. "Why do I always lose to Keina? Why do I think I am faster than Keina? In fact, I am faster than her. I still can't beat her master. Are you hiding something from me?"

"Listen, didn't I tell you that you are always obsessed with being fast? Keina has already started trying to have both. Besides, do you really think you are faster than Keina?"

Koushiro pulled out the wooden sword from his waist in slow motion, and walked slowly while stroking it in the air. "Fast is not simple, it is very difficult, including many, many, many. Fast is always relative. For the time being, you have no way to understand the true meaning of fast. If you try to listen and hear something, maybe your attack surface It will be a little slower, but it may actually be a lot faster.”

Zoro found that the goose feather snow that fell on him was cut into two pieces. He was surprised and wanted to shout out. Koushiro smiled and made a booing gesture. "Don't ask. There are some things in this world that cannot be said. If you are destined to understand, you will definitely understand and do it in the future. I believe in you. You carry your own dreams."

The white snow Kaikai walked up and rattled, Cameron was carrying a big baggage, and the baggage was so big that Cameron disappeared. "Huh, mother, I'm full, very full. How about you."

Cameron's mother touched a dry tree trunk when she passed by, and suddenly felt a little sad. She felt that she had restrained her child. "Well, I'm very full too. I'll also make a mutton soup pot tomorrow."

It took an hour to simply clean up the house. Cameron made the bed and carefully placed the candlestick on the table. "Mom, just make do with it for one night. I will clean it up tomorrow."

Cameron's mother's closet was lit, and the room gradually became warmer. Cameron dusted himself off and went out. Cameron has been determined not to sleep in the same room with her since he was eight years old. His premature maturity makes her, a mother, occasionally heartbroken.

"Mom, I'm right next door. If you need anything, call me. I never sleep deeply."

When he woke up the next day, Cameron found that the room had been tidied up. His mother had stayed up all night to tidy up the room. A hot breakfast had just been placed on the table. Cameron always woke up on time at six o'clock in the morning.

Cameron opened the door to his mother's room and found that his mother had fallen asleep, so he ate breakfast and left a note.

The loud sound of splitting wood piles came from the Isshin Dojo, fast and fierce. Just listening to the sound can make people feel a sense of arrogance and brute force.

As soon as she arrived at the entrance of Yishin Gym, she saw Keina. She still had beautiful short hair. Compared to two years ago, she looked much prettier. Her slightly neutral face had the inner sensibility of a woman, which made her It has a unique charm, less of the domineering power of the overlord flower and more of the tenacity of the hibiscus flower.

"How long are you going to stay this time when you come back?" Keina gave a rare laugh. She stared at Cameron. Apart from a fluffy cloak, Cameron only wore short clothes and only a pair of shoes on his feet. Wearing straw sandals, he looks much stronger than two years ago and has grown a lot. He looks almost as tall as himself.

Cameron obviously did not expect that Keina would be waiting for him at the entrance of the dojo. He pulled off the hood of his cloak and walked over, using his left hand to touch the scar on his face. "It may take a long time this time. My mother fell seriously ill during the voyage and needs time to rest."

"I really don't understand why you and your mother are running around all the time. Are you trying to avoid something? How have you been in the past two years? It should be wonderful. My father taught you, how much do you understand?"

Cameron was about to walk into the dojo, but Keina stopped him and shushed him. "Don't rush in, otherwise there will be trouble. This guy Zoro will challenge me from time to time every day. The first time when I wake up in the morning is a routine."

"Zoron hehe." Cameron laughed happily. Keina looked at him with a puzzled smile. Cameron smiled as if he knew Zoro. "You haven't answered the question I just asked."

"I understand a little superficially, a little superficially, but it's still far, far away from the essence, so I don't want to hold a sword now."

"Why?" Keina swept a place on the steps and sat down. She also swept a spot for Cameron. She raised her head slightly and looked at the falling snowflakes, and from time to time she stretched out her fingers to catch them in a rare and naughty way.

"Because I don't understand. If doubts will deepen doubts, then I'd better stop first. In fact, I don't understand. If you think that practice can verify right and wrong, I have tried it before, and the result is that doubts will deepen. I don't know. What on earth is going on? I even forget how to draw a sword. Is it weird?"

Cameron held the snowball and threw it in his hand, hitting the snowman not far away, just in time to knock off the snowman's pointed nose. "Whoever made the snowman was too ugly."

"Is it because of that tone? What my father taught you, what he taught me, and what he taught Sauron are completely different. It should be about level, thinking and understanding. Yours must be the most difficult. After my father passed on that tone to you, He no longer teaches you, he lets you go and gives you the greatest freedom and space."

Keina smiled softly and raised her chin with her right hand. She looked at the big ugly snowman. She recognized it. Of course, this snowman was made by Zoro. It was made next to her own snowman. It was bigger and stronger. , looks like a winner, but is ugly.