One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Beneath the massive arched gate, the Going Merry slowly sailed into this bustling port city.

Rogge Town.

This place is known as the "Town of Beginnings and Ends" because of the man who once possessed everything in this world—the Pirate King Gol D. Roger.

He was born here, and he was executed here.

As soon as we docked, we were greeted by the hustle and bustle of the crowds and the vibrant streets.

"Oh! I'm going to be the Pirate King!!"

The moment Luffy stepped onto land, his eyes were fixed on the towering execution platform in the center of the town. With an excited shout, he charged forward, taking the lead.

"I want to see the execution platform!!"

"That idiot..."

Nami sighed helplessly, then picked up her backpack. "I'm going to buy some clothes suitable for the climate of the Grand Line."

"I want to go too! I want to go too! I'm going to buy some equipment!" Usopp followed closely behind.

"Then I'll go buy some ingredients. I heard the seafood market here is amazing." Sanji straightened his tie and gracefully stepped off the ship.

Seeing that everyone had made plans, Viktor casually grabbed Clay, the raven on his shoulder, and tossed him to Nami like a sandbag.

"Gah?!" Clay flapped his wings in the air.

Viktor watched as Nami hugged Clay, then turned and called to Zoro, who was about to walk in the opposite direction:

"Hey, you green algae head. Where are you going?"

"Of course, we'll go to the weapon shop," Zoro said, pointing ahead. "Two of my swords are broken, so I need to buy new ones."

"The weapon shop must be inside the city."

Victor pointed in the exact opposite direction and sighed.

"Fine, I'll go with you. If I leave you alone, you'll probably still be going around in circles until we leave Loguetown."

"Stop nagging! I won't get lost!"

……

The streets of Rogge are intricate and bustling with people.

"Over here."

"Hey! That's a dead end!"

"left!"

"That's the right side!"

Viktor, exasperated, grabbed Zoro by the collar, forcibly correcting his sense of direction.

He felt that this guy's terrible sense of direction was on a causal level; he would disappear into another dimension the moment he let go of him.

Just as the two were passing through a secluded alley.

"Stop! Put the knife down!"

A quarrel broke out.

Several thugs were seen surrounding a girl with glasses and short, dark blue hair, seemingly trying to snatch the famous knife from her hand.

"That's my Shigure! No!" Although the girl was pushed to the ground, she held tightly to the knife in her arms.

"Ugh, what a hassle."

Zoro frowned. Although he didn't want to meddle, as a swordsman, he couldn't stand seeing people being bullied like this.

"Hey, you trash over there."

Zoro, with his hand on the hilt of his sword and a fierce look in his eyes, walked over:

"What kind of skill is it to bully women? If you want to die, I'll grant your wish."

The thugs were so terrified by Zoro's terrifying killing intent that they ran away in a panic.

"Thank you... thank you..."

The girl adjusted her glasses and hurriedly looked up.

The moment Zoro saw that face clearly.

boom--

Like a bolt from the blue.

Zoro froze on the spot, his pupils dilated violently, and his usually resolute face showed a look of shock as if he had seen a ghost.

That face...that look in his eyes...

She looks exactly like the deceased Kuina!

"Ku...Kuina?!" Zoro blurted out the name instinctively.

"Eh? My name isn't Kuina, it's Tashigi, and I'm a sergeant at Marine Headquarters."

Tashigi picked up her glasses, put them on, and explained in a somewhat dazed manner.

Viktor, arms crossed, leaned against the wall, observing the two men's reactions with great interest.

Seeing Zoro's bewildered and confused expression, Viktor's lips curled into a slight smile:

"Tsk tsk, is this the legendary 'substitute literature'? The plot is even more melodramatic than a novel."

"Looks like this is the destiny of the green algae head."

After some explanation, Zoro was still a little awkward.

But the kind-hearted Tashigi, in order to repay the two for helping them out, offered to take them to the best weapon shop in town.

……

"Ipponmatsu" weapon shop.

This is an old shop that looks like it's been around for a while.

The owner, Ipponmatsu, was a middle-aged man with a broom-like hairstyle. He was sitting with his legs crossed, looking at Zoro with a snobbish expression as he walked in.

Looking at Zoro's shabby appearance, Ipponmatsu curled his lip and pointed to a bucket of junk by the door:

"If you want to buy a knife, pick any you like in there, 5 Berries each. If you don't have money, don't bother coming in and wandering around."

Zoro touched his empty pockets, his expression turning somewhat grim.

"Clatter".

Just then, a heavy money bag was thrown onto the counter, making a crisp, pleasant metallic clanging sound.

The bag opened, revealing gleaming gold coins inside.

Ippon Matsu's eyes widened instantly.

"Bring out the good stuff."

Viktor walked in with a grin: "Don't try to fool us with that kind of trash. We want the real 'master sword'."

"Oh my! It's a distinguished guest!!"

Ippon Matsu's attitude instantly did a 180-degree turn; his face was plastered with a fawning smile, and he ran out rubbing his hands together.

"Okay, okay! Please wait a moment, sir! I'll go get the store's prized possession right away!"

Just as Ipponmatsu was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Zoro still walked up to the wooden barrel full of discarded swords.

Perhaps it was the swordsman's intuition, but his gaze locked onto a long sword with a red and black scabbard among a pile of broken metal.

"This knife..."

Zoro pulled it out, and a chill instantly spread out.

"Buzz—"

Viktor, standing behind, suddenly spun the tomoe in his Sharingan.

In his vision, the knife did not have the aura of an ordinary weapon; instead, it was surrounded by a scarlet aura of malice.

The aura was like a ferocious demon, baring its fangs and claws, yearning for blood.

"Oh? Interesting. This one's Onikiri, isn't it?"

Viktor looked at the knife, a playful smile curving his lips:

"A bloodthirsty beast dwells within this knife."

"Hey! Don't touch that!!"

When Ipponmatsu saw the sword in Zoro's hand, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly ran over to try and snatch it away.

"That's a cursed sword! The Sandai Kitetsu!!"

"All its previous owners died tragically! This is a cursed knife! Even I'm too afraid to sell it; I can only try to get rid of it by mixing it with other discarded knives!"

"You'll die! Put it down!"

However, Zoro did not give up.

Looking at the ominous demonic sword in his hand, a wildly arrogant smile appeared on his face:

"A demon sword... This is what I want."

"Give it a try."

Zoro extended his left arm and held it horizontally in front of him.

Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, he tossed the incredibly sharp Sandai Kitetsu high into the air.

"Let's see if I'm just lucky, or if this guy's curse is stronger!"

"Hey! Are you crazy?!" Ipponmatsu shouted anxiously.

Tashigi stared blankly at the scene before her, completely bewildered.

The blade spun in the air, flashing with a chilling light, before falling straight down, aimed directly at Zoro's arm!

At that moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Tashigi covered her mouth, unable to bear watching the bloody scene.

Ippon Matsu was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

But Viktor's fingers twitched slightly.

His chakra instantly condensed at the soles of his feet, and his muscles tensed.

If the sword's trajectory deviates even slightly, if it's really about to sever Zoro's arm, Victor will immediately activate "Body Flicker Technique" to kick the sword away at the last second.

Although he believed in Zoro's luck, he would never gamble with his partner's arm.

"brush--!!"

The Sandai Kitetsu spun and fell.

The blade grazed Zoro's arm skin, missing him by mere millimeters.

"Duh!!"

The long sword was deeply embedded in the floor, penetrating three inches into the wood.

Zoro's arm is completely unharmed.

"call……"

Zoro withdrew his arm, looked at the still trembling cursed sword, and a smile crept onto his face:

"I want it."

Seeing this, Viktor dispersed the chakra he had gathered, the red light in his eyes faded, and he returned to his usual spectator expression.

"Looks like... you won, you green algae head."

At this moment, Ipponmatsu was completely impressed by Zoro's amazing spirit.

He ran into the inner room and took out a black lacquered katana.

"Take it! This is the fine sword 'Snow Walk'! It's my family heirloom!"

A pine tree with tears in its eyes:

"Although I'm just a knife seller, I hope to entrust good knives to real men! These two knives... consider them a gift! I don't want the money!"

……

A few minutes later.

Zoro walked out of the weapon shop with three swords hanging from his waist (Wado Ichimonji, Sandai Kitetsu, and Yubashiri), completely satisfied.

Viktor followed behind, tossing the bag of unspent gold coins in his hand.

He hesitated for a moment, but still placed it at the door.

"Wait...wait a minute!"

Just then, Tashigi, who had been in a state of shock, suddenly saw something on a wanted poster that had been blown away by the wind.

She picked up the wanted poster, looked at the photo on it, then at the green-haired man with three knives in front of her, and the black-haired, red-eyed boy.

Tashigi's face turned deathly pale instantly.

"Clang!"

She abruptly drew her famous sword, "Sayonara Shigure," her hand trembling as she pointed it at the two men, her voice filled with disbelief and rage:

"Three-Sword Style... Pirate Hunter Roronoa Zoro!!"

"And... there's also 'Crimson Lotus' Viktor, with a bounty of 2800 million!!"

"So you guys... were pirates!!"

Looking at the gleaming blade and Tashigi's grief-stricken expression, as if her feelings had been betrayed.

Viktor remained calm.

He tilted his head with a smile, pointing innocently at himself:

"Red Lotus? Who's that?"

Then, in an extremely sincere tone, he said:

"You've mistaken me for someone else, Miss Marine. I'm Luffy!"

Zoro, standing nearby: "..."

He stared at Viktor with a dark expression, almost dropping the knife in his hand.

You... that lie was so flimsy!