The night was as dark as ink, and Kaguya’s silhouette flitted over the high walls of the Marine Base like a ghost.
With his Observation Haki fully active, Kaguya could clearly hear the footsteps of the patrolling soldiers, the conversations during shift changes, and even the snoring from the Marine dormitories a hundred meters away.
After confirming through Observation Haki that the office building was empty, Kaguya silently slipped into Smoker’s office.
Moonlight spilled through the window, illuminating everything inside the office.
By the light of the moon, Kaguya began to rummage through Smoker’s office.
Finally, in a corner of the bookshelf, he found a leather-bound manual.
Marine Six Powers Training Manual”
To ensure it wasn’t a bait-and-switch, Kaguya flipped through the manual to check it.
He confirmed that the content was indeed knowledge on training the Six Powers, and not some disguised erotic book.
After tucking the Six Powers Training Manual” into his robes, Kaguya began searching for the location of the military funds.
The guards for the military funds would surely be extremely strict, so he just needed to find the place with the most guards.
Kaguya’s Observation Haki spread out like a spider web, quickly locking onto a standalone building in the northwest corner of the base.
Six Marine soldiers with rifles stood guard there, and two officers paced back and forth at the entrance.
“That’s the place.”
The corners of Kaguya’s mouth curled up slightly as his figure moved through the shadows like a phantom.
Under the cover of night, he silently circled to the back of the building.
The ventilation duct on the wall became the perfect entry point; he deftly removed the screws and crawled inside.
The duct was narrow and damp, but Kaguya’s movements were exceptionally agile.
He slithered like a snake, eventually reaching the space above a spacious room.
Through the iron grate of the vent, he saw boxes of neatly arranged Berries and treasures inside the room.
“The Marines really are rich enough.”
Kaguya removed the iron grate and leaped lightly into the room.
Taking out a cloth bag he had prepared in advance, he began packing the Berries.
As for the gold, silver, and jewelry, Kaguya didn’t touch them at all.
That kind of stuff would make too much noise during the escape and easily lead to exposure.
After taking them, they would still need to be fenced and converted into Berries, which was simply too much trouble.
Kaguya stopped after packing over seven million Berries.
He weighed the heavy cloth bag, estimating that this money should be enough to support his upcoming training needs. Visit g.com for the full chapter.
After finishing with the Berries, Kaguya began to backtrack his way out.
Using Observation Haki to confirm no one was nearby, Kaguya quickly climbed out of the ventilation duct.
Back in his small hut, Kaguya couldn’t wait to open the Marine Six Powers Training Manual” and began to study it carefully by the dim light of an oil lamp.
The handwriting in the manual was a bit messy, clearly a version that had been transcribed many times, but the content was exceptionally detailed.
Each style was accompanied by illustrations and key training points, and even included insights from past practitioners.
“Shave, Iron Body, Moonwalk, Finger Pistol, Tempest Kick, Paper Art.”
Kaguya softly recited the names of these techniques, his eyes flashing with excitement.
He noticed a warning marked in red ink on the last page: Training the Six Powers requires a robust physique; for those whose physique is not up to standard, forced training may cause irreparable damage.
Kaguya closed the manual, a smile appearing on his face.
“A robust physique?
My physique should be robust enough.”
In the days that followed, the intensity of Kaguya’s training escalated once again.
Every day after completing his physical training, he would practice’Shave’ by the seaside, leaving behind strings of footprints of varying depths in the sand.
Initially, his leg muscles were frequently strained, but relying on his astonishing recovery power and willpower, he managed to master the technique of consecutive Shaves within three months.
The afternoons were dedicated to ‘Iron Body’ training.
Iron Body training involves increasing one’s resistance to blows, allowing the skin to undergo controlled regional hardening.
Kaguya replaced the sandbags with iron weights and stopped dodging, letting the weights pummel his body.
The most difficult part was the ‘Moonwalk’ training.
Kaguya repeatedly leaped at the edge of the cliffs, nearly falling onto the jagged rocks several times.
But on a certain stormy night, as lightning tore through the sky, he suddenly grasped the secret of walking on air—it wasn’t just about leg strength, but about coordinating with his breathing rhythm to concentrate his entire body’s power into his soles for an instantaneous burst.
Once Iron Body and Moonwalk were mastered, Finger Pistol and Tempest Kick followed naturally.
As for the final technique, Paper Art, with Observation Haki already mastered, learning Paper Art was very easy.
A year later, when Kaguya successfully performed the full Six Powers for the first time, sandai kitetsu emitted an unprecedented hum.
The patterns on the blade seemed to come alive, flowing with an eerie light under the moon.
Kaguya felt that this cursed blade had finally fully acknowledged him.
During this year, the theft of military funds from the Marine Base caused a massive uproar in Loguetown.
Smoker was furious and personally led teams to search the entire town, but they could never find any clues.
After retrieving the final five hundred thousand Berries, Kaguya decided to move.
The Marine Base in Loguetown had been thoroughly provoked, and the search intensity throughout the town was increasing; continuing to stay in Loguetown to train risked exposing his Six Powers.
Right now, he couldn’t beat Smoker.
Kaguya packed his simple belongings, hid the Marine Six Powers Training Manual” close to his body, and quietly left the small town he had lived in for over a year under the cover of night.
At the port, a merchant ship was preparing to set sail.
Kaguya pulled his hat low and blended into the crowd to board the deck.
The sea breeze hit him with a salty, damp scent; he stood at the stern, watching the receding silhouette of Loguetown, a cold smile tugging at his lips.
“Goodbye, Loguetown.”
After one last look at Loguetown, Kaguya turned and walked into the cabin.
The destination of this ship was the Goa Kingdom.
Kaguya could take this opportunity to catch a glimpse of the future Pirate King, Luffy.
The merchant ship sailed smoothly through the waves, and Kaguya leaned in a corner of the cabin to rest with his eyes closed.
His Observation Haki remained active at all times, taking in the movements of everyone on the ship.
The shouts of the sailors, the laughter of the merchants, and even the clattering of pots and pans in the kitchen could not escape his perception.
On the third morning, the silhouette of the Goa Kingdom appeared on the horizon.
This island, hailed as the “Most Beautiful Country in the East Blue,” shimmered with golden light under the morning sun.
Kaguya stood on the deck, looking at the towering city walls and the fluttering royal flags in the distance, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
“Just a trash heap with a shiny surface.”
He whispered to himself.
After docking, Kaguya followed the flow of people down the gangway.
The port area was bustling, with peddlers’ cries rising and falling.
He pressed down his bamboo hat and walked quickly through the noisy market, heading in the direction of Foosha Village.
After passing through a dense forest, the rising cooking smoke in the distance guided his way.
Kaguya slowed his pace, his Observation Haki quietly spreading out.
He sensed over a dozen life signatures in the village, the most vibrant of which came from under a large tree at the village entrance—a boy wearing a straw hat, who was currently playing pirate games with two even younger children.
“Gum-Gum…
ah!”
The boy stretched his arm out trying to catch his fleeing companions, but because he used too much force, he tumbled headfirst into the bushes.