When Sherwin summoned Klee ow the first ti, the summoning ticket had spontaneously combusted—an unmistakable trait of a fire-type UP banner. This ti, summoning the blade-type Felyne followed a similar pattern...
With Observation Haki activated, Sherwin sensed a sharp aura rapidly gathering in the iron-gray summoning ticket in his hand. He quickly let go, and in the very next instant, the ticket seed to have been slashed by sothing—it was cleanly cut in half.
Imdiately after, more and more "cut marks" appeared on the ticket, and in the blink of an eye, it was shredded into tiny fragnts...
In fact, calling it "fragnts" didn’t quite do it justice—because the ticket had literally been sliced out of existence.
What the hell was that? Atomic slash? Did I just summon an atomic samurai Felyne?
Sherwin scratched his head a little, still patiently waiting, using his Observation Haki to stay alert to any changes around him.
He and Sanji ow had both experienced summoning once before, so they were able to stay calm. But Klee ow clearly didn’t have that kind of patience.
When she saw the summoning ticket vanish, she tilted her little head and looked around. Seeing that no new Felyne had appeared, she imdiately started tugging at Sherwin clothes.
"Sherwin-nii, where the new friend? Why can’t Klee see them, nya?"
"Don’t worry. You didn’t get blasted over here instantly either, rember?"
Sherwin held the restless little plush-like Felyne and gently patted her back as he explained.
Knock knock knock...
At that mont, the room door was suddenly knocked upon. And just as the knocking sound echoed, Sherwin also simultaneously sensed a new aura—it had abruptly appeared outside the door.
Well, this thod of arrival... wasn’t all that unexpected. The only surprising part was that the newcor actually knocked.
"Is it the new friend, nya?!"
Klee ow excitedly waved her little paws, smacking Sherwin face and nose in the process.
"Is it a beautiful big sister Felyne, nya?!"
Sanji ow was even faster to react. He darted straight to the door and leapt up to fling it open...
"Huh? Why did Sanji-nii turn white, nya?"
"Young man, are you alright? Do you need to go find a doctor for you, nya?"
The newly summoned Felyne outside the door asked kindly. That deep, magnetic baritone voice instantly explained the reason for Sanji ow ashen-white state.
Sherwin stepped forward, scooped up the now soul-departed Sanji ow, and set him aside. Then he turned to the newcor and said, "Don’t worry about him. Just let him be for a while. Co on in first."
"Then I shall respectfully accept your invitation."
The new Felyne spoke in a rather archaic tone. He nodded to Sherwin and stepped into the room.
Under the lighting, his appearance beca much clearer to Sherwin.
It was a black long-haired cat—Sherwin couldn’t quite identify the breed. He was a bit taller than Sanji ow, standing at about 1.2 ters. He wore a simple cyan short robe, but over it, he had a rather flamboyant white cloak. The cloak was lined with red, and its massive collar stood tall like a vampire count cape.
At his waist hung a longsword with no decorations—no guard, nothing fancy—just a plain wooden scabbard.
As expected from a blade-type UP banner. And this outfit...
Sherwin scanned the Felyne clothing up and down. It looked vaguely familiar, but he couldn’t quite place where he’d seen it before.
While Sherwin was sizing him up, the Felyne was also observing Sherwin. The two simply stared at each other, neither speaking a word. Combined with the "deceased" Sanji ow, the whole room fell into an eerie silence.
In the end, it was Klee ow—still in Sherwin arms—who broke the silence. Tilting her plushy head, she curiously asked, "Hello, big bro nya! I’m Klee. What your na, nya?"
"Ah... I have been most discourteous, nya."
The black Felyne took two steps back, then knelt on one knee before Sherwin and bowed his head.
"A wandering ronin—Hiko Seijuro. From this day forward, I pledge myself as the blade in the hands of the esteed Hunter, nya!"
"Ah!" Upon hearing the na, Sherwin suddenly ca to his senses. No wonder that outfit looked so familiar!
Hiko Seijuro—he was the ntor of Himura Kenshin in the manga Rurouni Kenshin, and one of the top-tier characters in terms of strength throughout the series.
Hiten Mitsurugi-ryū, huh? That sword style was insanely stylish, and it revolved around battōjutsu—perfect for soone like Sherwin, who had already mastered Three-Sword Nose Song and Divine Might Iaijutsu.
The only downside, Sherwin thought, was that Rurouni Kenshin as a whole had a much lower power scale.
Hiko seijuro ow Hiten Mitsurugi-ryū would most likely have to adapt and rge with the swordsmanship of this world.
"Sherwin-nii..."
Sherwin, lost in thought, was pulled back to reality by the voice of Klee ow in his arms. Only then did he realize seijuro ow was still kneeling there. He hurried forward to help him up.
"Just call Sherwin. We’re companions, not master and servant."
But seijuro ow shook his head. "Lord Sherwin is the master to whom I have sworn loyalty. I cannot abandon proper decorum, nya."
Huh? Was Hiko Seijuro really that uptight of a character?
Sherwin scratched his head, feeling like this seijuro ow didn’t quite match the Seijuro from his mory.
But then again...
Who cares if you’re in character or not—as long as you’re a cat, you can’t escape the divine hands of Kato Cat!
Sherwin gently set Klee ow down, then reached out and gave seijuro ow a good ol’ vigorous rub. The once-serious seijuro ow quickly squinted his eyes, purring contentedly as he leaned into Sherwin hand, nuzzling against the holy paw of Kato Cat.
"Hehe~"
Sherwin withdrew his hand, smiling warmly at the clearly-enjoying Seijuro ow.
"S-Sorry... I... I..."
Snapping back to reality, Seijuro ow stamred, bowing his head in sha.
"It fine. As a cat, there nothing embarrassing about liking to be petted." Sherwin reached out again to gently ruffle Seijuro ow furry head.
"Besides, we’re not in our original world anymore, so just relax a bit."
"Not in our original world?" Seijuro ow blinked and murmured,
"Now that you ntion it, the furniture style here is different from what I’m used to. I thought I had just arrived on another continent, ow..."
Hmm, from the sound of it, Seijuro ow must’ve traveled to quite a few places before being summoned.
But his past experiences could wait for later. Sherwin first explained the general situation of the pirate world and the thod he used to summon a Felyne.
"A completely different world from before?" Seijuro ow pondered for a mont, then a grin of excitent slowly spread across his face.
"And with all sorts of skilled sword users... sounds like a real challenge, ow!"
"Exactly. In fact, I was just planning to visit a swordmaster of this world. I think you’d have a great exchange with him. Also, I’d like to learn Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu from you." Sherwin seized the opportunity to make his request to learn swordsmanship.
"ow? How did Lord Sherwin know about the sword style I created, ow?" Seijuro ow asked curiously.
"..."
Oh, right—"Hiko Seijuro" is a na passed down through generations of Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu swordmasters, so...
Could this cat before him actually be the original Seijuro ow? No wonder his personality feels different from the one in the manga.
"It an honor that Lord Sherwin wants to learn my swordsmanship, ow. However..." Seijuro ow corrected him seriously,
"The sword style I created isn’t called Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu. It called Flying Cat Sword Style, ow."
Sherwin: "...Ahem, great na!"
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