The sail back to Springwind Island was a relaxing affair. Well, it would be if I could get there quickly. I have to sail with two unconscious bodies, with Reggie being a fatass bastard, and weighing the boat down.

Maybe with the bounty money, I could perhaps find a shipwright, or maybe buy a personalized ship like some of the Baroque Works agents. This little boat from Spoon Village was simple, but it would hold for long.

Eventually, I got back to Springwind Island and turned in the bounties. After a couple of minutes of waiting, they came back with a manilla envelope. I opened it and yep, there was a shit ton of Beri in there. I said my thanks and left.

Okay, so what do I do now? I have 18 million Beri on top of what already have. I could buy something, I could save, or do something else. Even though that was some of the easiest money I have ever earned.

I pondered for a moment, before deciding. "I'm going to do this shit Zoro-Style."

Grind. Grind. Grind my ass off until I make the fucking West Blue look like Bitch City for Pirates. My plan was to train day in and day out, all while going after Bounties. I could make myself stronger, make some bands, and build a reputation.

I looked up to the sky, and smiled, I knew what I had to do. I took off my durag, put it in my pocket, and got to work.

I decided to take a more structured approach to training. I decided on improving Hand-To-Hand Combat by learning how to box. I went to Springwind Library and checked out some books. These books included "Basics for Boxing" and "Navigation for Dummies." I dashed back to my field with Soru and got to work.

For the next two months, I went in hard trying to become stronger, moving from island to island. I followed the "Basics for Boxing" book religiously and began practicing bare-knuckled. I even decided to learn a new Rokushiki Technique: The Rankyaku. On, Friday and the Weekends, I dedicated my time studying Navigation so I could get places safer and easier, and I hunted bounties on these three days. Over time, I improved a lot, going after a lot of small-time crews, and even going after a big fish in the West Blue.

I continuously saved up my money so I could buy a decent ship. Maybe I need to get my hands on an eternal pose to Water 7. The small bounties over time added up, and continued with a semi-frugal lifestyle of sleeping in the woods or on a boat, constantly fighting, and trying to minimize food expenses, money was not an issue at all with a reserve of 120 million Beri.

Heck, even my name started spreading around the West Blue, and pirate crews started heading to the Grand Line to avoid me. I even overheard myself being called "The Zoro of West Blue" or the "West Blue Exterminator." But that first comment gave me a lot of insight. I must be pre-canon, due to Zoro being a known Bounty Hunter before joining Luffy. I was doing something right, and I continued doing my best.

Ding!

Rokushiki Technique #1 Soru Lv. (8/20) → (10/20)

Rokushiki Technique #2 Geppo Lv. (7/20) → (10/20)

New Skill Learned!

Rokushiki Technique #3 of 6: Rankyaku

Lv. (1/20)

Rokushiki Technique #3 Rankyaku Lv. (1/20) → (5/20)

Hand-To-Hand Combat Lv. (4/50) → (12/50)

Navigation Lv. (2/50) → (9/50)

Paprika, Bounty Hunter, Lv.18

Health:420/420

Exp: 500/1800

VIT: 42

STR: 50

AGI: 45

INT: 30

LUK: 10

[Skills]: 6

Over the two months, I increased my "Fruit Farm." I went from 10 apples to 20 apples, and I also bought 20 pears and 20 peaches. I still believe this would pay off in the end. If I went to the Grand Line, I'd probably be rolling in Devil Fruits. Only time would tell.

Whiskey Peak, Cactus Island, Grand Line

It was another boring night for the "residents" of Whiskey Peak. They just got done finishing their regular routine of killing idiotic pirate crews, who honestly believed a town would celebrate pirates with a party.

"Mr. 7, Mr. 7! I got some information before I killed the captain!" A strange woman with purple hair, wearing clothing with a blatant frog motif said to her partner, as she ran out of the saloon, wiping blood off her frog-themed gun.

"What is it, Miss Father's Day." A short, middle-aged man with a fetish for the number seven questioned her. His eyebrows looked like sevens, his mouth and nose were sharp and sloped like a number seven, and he even had sevens all over his clothing. Even the fucking shoes had sevens!

"These pirates went to the Grand Line unprepared because they were escaping a Bounty Hunter who's stirring up a storm in the West Blue."

"Hmm, is that so?" Mr.7 responded. "Well, maybe we can recruit this rising star?"

"Yeah, I wonder if he's as the pirates described him."

"Well, let's find out." Mr.7 said

The sniping duo left Whiskey Peak with an aura of excitement. Is this new bounty hunter a flash in the pan, or a truly strong person? They're going to find out.