Training Ground

"So this is where all members of Big Mom Pirate train, huh?" Neptune looked around with glaring eyes.

"It seems so… I am amazed to find new things within family. To think there are so many things to learn from the family… This shows how big and influential our family is," Noire said while being awestruck.

They were in the training ground. It was pretty large place. Lots of weapons, target dummies, and objects were all over place. Of course, some stuff were Homies that chanted their names. There were people honing their skills. Some dueled each other. Others tried to create new technique. Besides improving strength, speed and stamina, some people added tactics to mix.

*Clang* *Clang*

*Bang* *Bang*

"Uryaaa!"

Clash of sword, gun sound and battle roar filled the place. Anyone could feel intense aura emitting from combatants. However, presence of the four sisters was strong enough to disrupt the mood temporarily.

"Oh! Here come our lovely ladies! Hello!"

"They are roses among the family!"

"They look so good together! Perfect combo!"

Wave of praise overwhelmed the four long enough to cause them blush bit.

"We finally decided to step up and do some weapon training. Would you guys mind helping us decide which weapons we should choose?" Noire winked and asked them.

"How about this?" One of the henchmen brought her a spiked mace.

"Uh… I pass. I want something elegant to reflect my beauty."

"Same. I want something beautiful… and long to match my wonder figure," Vert grinned bit as her breasts bounced.

"Uh… uh…" the guy was momentarily mesmerized by Vert's assets. "…well… how about this?

He handed a finely refined spear. Vert picked it up and swung around few times. It didn't look like a newcomer handling a weapon at all. It was as if she were born with spear expertise.

"Hmm… Pretty good actually. Thank you for offering me this nice weapon," Vert winked and sent kiss through her hand. The guy collapsed due to shock.

Meanwhile, Noire was given a short sword… possibly a rapier. She swung few times and pierced through the air like a fencer. Looking back at her weapon, she smiled and touched the weapon.

"Now, we are talking! Heh heh~" Noire brushed her cheek against it.

"Oh~ Lady Noire is cute when she is happy like that," the soldier who handed her the rapier praised her.

"Ah! U-uh… Ahem! A-anyway, thanks," she quickly hid her happy feeling.

On the other hand, Neptune already picked up her weapon: a blade. She swung it like a child playing her toy.

"Hayoo! Yepi! Hahaha! This is it! My weapon of choice! A weapon fitting to a true protagonist!" Neptune shouted while lifting the weapon above her head.

"Nice choice you made there, Lady Neptune," a weapon rack Homie commented. "I believe it is a katana we obtained during one of raid. It is one of the legendary weapons forged by a master blacksmith. It is said to come from Wanokuni. Its name is 'Yamato.'"

"Wanokuni? You mean that reclusive hermit country?" Blanc looked at the Homie with eyes wide open. "I only read it on book. Its samurai warriors are said to be strong. No wonder the weapon from there also matches the warriors' quality…"

"See? I hit jackpot! I am so lucky! I guess this is all for enduring book search and awful eggplant."

"It seems you are not the only lucky one, Lady Neptune. It looks like Lady Noire and Vert also picked legendary weapons by chance," a chandelier Homie informed Neptune.

"Durandal II? Does that mean there is Durandal I?" Noire asked with puzzled look.

"It looks that way unfortunately, but this sword should still be equal to its predecessor. So don't worry my lady," the Homie encouraged Noire.

"Don't worry. I am just grateful that I received this weapon."

"And my spear's name is?" Vert asked.

"According to Elbaf myth, that spear's name is Gungnir. It is said that giants requested a legendary warrior to slay a giant wolf threatening their town. In return, he asked the giants to forge a weapon to defeat the wolf," a soldier explained origin of the weapon.

"So that explains size of this weapon although it was forged by giants."

"Oh wow! What a series of lucky pick! Is mama really okay with us picking these weapons?" Neptune seemed surprised.

"Most other family members already made their choice regarding their own weapons, so they are pretty much spare items," the chess soldier pointed at each weapon. "You could say weapons naturally picked you ladies."

"Except me... yet," Blanc mumbled in bit angry tone. She looked bit frustrated that she was the only one that didn't get to choose her own weapon.

"For your small body size, how about a dual daggers?" a bulky henchman offered her two daggers. "We got them from a grave of an infamous assassin. They claimed thousands of lives."

"…I pass."

"Then, how about this bow?" He offered a beautiful bow decorated with jewels. "This bow was crafted by the same man that made Yoru, the Seven World, Mihawk's sword."

"Hmm, this is more difficult than it looks," Blanc tried pulling the string. Then, she let go of an arrow. It completely missed a target board. Instead it hit one of Homies nearby.

"Gyaa!"

"Oops. Sorry…" Blanc apologized. "I guess archery is not my style."

"That was still impressive, Lady Blanc! It takes at least two chess soldiers to pull that string! Yet, you almost effortlessly used the bow!" The guy kept on praising her. "Perhaps, with few more practices…"

"No thanks. This doesn't fit me. I can feel it," she gently gave back the bow. "Hmm… I want something heavy… something I can smash with… something that can unleash my anger…"

"Uh… Lady Blanc? No offense, but that doesn't really suit you in my humble opinion. And your anger?" the guy shivered bit.

"Just don't question my choice. Please respect my opinion like other three…" Blanc showed glimpse of her slight red eyes that warned him of her anger issue. She made sure not to show her other side too much.

"Uh… uh okay… then, I will gladly present you this!" He unveiled a blanket covering a certain weapon. It was a spiked club. "You said something to smash with…"

She lifted the weapon and hit a target dummy few times. She shook her head in disappointment. She desperately looked around for her lift time partner. After looking all over the place, she finally found her perfect match.

"I choose this one," she pointed at a large Warhammer without hesitation.

"You mean that? That's Mjölnir. A hammer wielded by a legendary giant warrior. As you can see…" he gulped. "It's too big for you since this was designed for a giant hand… I don't think you can…"

Indeed it was too big. Blanc was definitely much smaller than giant's hand. Despite the odd, Blanc completely ignored his advice and proceeded to touch the weapon. It was as if the hammer called her. It was like love on first sight. When her finger touched surface of the hammer, sudden light dimmed from the hammer. Next, it shrank to size that she could at least grab it with two hands over her shoulder.

"What is this sorcery?"

"Did Mjölnir really choose her?"

"I guess the quadruplets are really blessed with luck and heavenly ability…"

People around her whispered each other. In the meantime, Blanc moved around with handle of the hammer on her shoulder and hammer head behind her. The head was almost big as her upper body.

"Oh wow… one after another… I guess I am not the only lucky girl today, huh?" Neptune said with her jaw dropped.

"Are you jealous?" Blanc asked.

"Oh n-n-no! It feels too convenient to be true that all four of us got weapons of our own on first day. I am just glad that we all got something to fight with."

"Who cares if it feels too convenient? Our family is massive with lots of influence. So this shouldn't be too ridiculous," Noire smirked.

"Heh x 3. Don't lie. I saw you with the same dumbstruck face," Neptune teased Noire.

"S-shut up! When did I ever do that!?" Noire argued back.

"With this, we are step closer to helping our family," Vert said confidently while jiggling her boobs.

"Hahaha… You girls are still far away from that stage."

Suddenly, someone intervened their conversation. If it were some random person, it would've sounded soul. But four of them didn't feel that way because they were familiar with the voice.

"Brother Cracker!" All four shouted at the same time.

"It looks like you girls are set up. Let me test your strength," Cracker said with huge grin.

"Don't be ridiculous, brother! We just got weapons without any formal training!" Noire protested.

"You didn't look like someone who just got her hand on a weapon for the first time, Noire. But still, don't worry. I will go easy on all of you," he pointed his sword, Pretzel at the four.

"O-oh okay… that's reassuring…" Neptune wiped sweat from her forehead. "Then, bring it on, brother!"

"I will start with basic, pointing out mistakes here and there," after giving advice, he put his weapon on his back and started clapping. As he clapped, biscuit started to form. Then, each biscuit merged to shape soldiers. Scar on right side of each biscuit soldier was set to resemble the same scar Cracker had on his face. Beard seemed to indicate how he believed might warriors look like although the biscuit soldier maker himself didn't have one. After he stopped clapping, four biscuit warriors were formed.

"So this is Biscuit Biscuit Fruit's power," Vert stared at each warrior

"Theoretically, endless army…" Blanc mumbled like usual.

"Not in just theory. I can do this all day," he laughed.

"Oh. If we defeat them, can we eat them? They taste delicious, right?" Neptune asked.

"Only if you can defeat them. I doubt you girls can do that right now, but I want to see you girls try at least," Cracker lifted his sword and shouted. "March!"

"Okay. Let's show them what we have!" Neptune shouted joyfully.

"I guess that's one target to smash," Blanc said with sharp eyes.

"Just go easy on us. Teehee~" Vert winked and stick her tongue out bit.

A/N

Sorry about breaking promise. It was bit difficult decision, but I decided to save bath scene for later chapter.

Feedback is welcomed. I would appreciate if you guys recommend this story to others.