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Orihime-San chapter 8 . Aug 15, 2018

P.S - wouldn't it be cool if the Sanji sword had a secret technique were he can take human form?

Glasses0 on Chapter 9 Fri 23 Aug 2019

With Sanji as a sword, I don't know if he will do what Going Merry did in Sky island and get a human form for a bit to help out or stay as a sword and annoy Zoro forever.

... Or at least the leading up part of it.

Sanji Kitetsu Chapter 10

Sanji's bad mood is now running on the fourth day, and counting, which is why it's proving difficult to stop himself from lashing out when he hears the question.

Sanji-nii-san, are we here because of your curse?

Of course, by here, Yuki means attached to the hip of a moss head swordsman whose feet are stuck in a giant wax cake, with spinning candles raining wax mist on our heads.

The only reason he's not yet bathed in some unlucky bystander's blood, most likely the idiotic green master's, is because Yuki's usually timid voice is now mixed with a pinch of panic. So instead of dishing out profanity at how ridiculous that accusation is, he takes a deep figurative breath.

No Yuki, that's not how cursed blades work. We don't magically cause misfortune to befall people around us. That's a myth. We're just better at disobeying orders. If you're ever interested in becoming a cursed blade yourself, don't hesitate to ask me for advice.

Oi Curly, stop teaching my sword weird things.

And even if I did have that magical ability, I'd never use it to put these beautiful ladies in danger. He mentally gestures to Vivi and Nami coughing in pain on either side of the swordsman.

Oi Pervy Sword, shut up already. I'm trying to think of a way out.

As for WHY we're here, Sanji pointedly ignores the moss head's protest, that's because our master is a moron who gets himself lost and captured as soon as he goes on a hunting trip because he CAN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A WAX DOLL AND A CREW MATE!

If YOU can tell the difference you could've warned me.

I thought you told me to have more faith in you. I didn't realize you meant to exclude your eyesight.

I'd love to hear any suggestions of yours that could get us out of here right about now.

I WOULD be helping you out if - Sanji cuts himself short. He can't believe he's considering to use THE technique to save a master's life. No master has ever heard about it before he planned out their murders. Not that he expects to use it on this particular moss ball though. The man seems to be constantly planning his own murder just fine without the help of the blade.

If? Zoro urges. Telling him now would mean Sanji permanently loses the option of ending his life this way. The blade glances up to find the man's grey eyes once again glaring at the blue gem of his hilt. He considers asking Zoro for a promise to never stray from the right path, but he's had enough human interactions to know that if it's in a man's character to keep the promise, he wouldn't need to ask in the first place. He takes another deep figurative breath.

If you fed me enough of your blood like you promised before, I could've walked over there and kicked off those annoying candles for you. Or, walked around to the master's back and broke his neck with a kick, like how most instances ended when Sanji used the technique in the past.

A pause.

Is that all you need? Zoro wraps his fingers around Sanji's hilt.

Wait! Wait! WAIT, YOU IDIOT! It's too late NOW! I need time to digest too, you know!... And aren't you going to ask me questions about it? Like how it works? Or if I'm joking? Or... how you can trust me not to do anything else while I move around on my own?

As if we have time for that. How long do you need? His master snorts in annoyance. The man's seemingly blind trust renders Sanji momentarily speechless.

I'd say at least half an hour. None of you will last that long. You'll all be wax statues before then.

Better than doing nothing and waiting for death, and if your 'thing' doesn't work, at least I'll be mobile after this. The man draws both Sanji and Kuina from their sheaths.

What? You don't mean-

"I will cut both my legs off. Don't you want to come take care of those people with me?" The swordsman fixes his eyes on the enemies before them and speaks out loud, inviting his human allies and swords alike. Reasonable protests come from the ladies on either side of him, reminding him how unlikely his plan is to result in a favourable outcome. Zoro's smirk only grows wider, tainting his voice.

"If you've never tried, you'll never know. Anyway, we are going to die. Why don't we try our best?"

I'm ready when you are, Zoro. Sanji hears the white sword for the first time since they departed from the last island. The former reluctance in her voice is replaced with a new found determination.

"W- wait, I will fight with you too!" The princess says, sounding clearly out of her depth. Even Yuki gives a nervous but affirmative ring.

"OK." The swordsman replies casually and flips both swords in his hands. And what about you, Curly? He mocks and taps the cursed blade on the hilt.

Sanji takes in a third deep figurative breath.

You'd better not die from loss of blood. It's a dent in my cursed blade reputation if my master dies from his own stupidity, Master.

Then you'd better make sure of that yourself. Zoro aims both swords at his ankles and swings.

Sanji vaguely hears a screeched "This is crazy" from the navigator beside him before the taste of fresh warm blood floods his senses.