"Cover Story: Momonosuke — The End: Tearstains"
A new day dawned in Shimotsuki Village. When the Moss Head boy woke, half his pillow was soaked. Bewildered, he wiped the corner of his mouth. Had he dreamed about something delicious last night? How else could he have drooled so much...
"Breakfast time, you little brat!" The shout came as the screen slid open. Kuina appeared in the doorway, looking annoyed. She met Zoro's eyes, paused, then asked, "Huh? Why are you crying?"
"Am I?" Zoro blinked. Only then did he notice the tears still clinging to his lashes. How embarrassing! Under Kuina's teasing gaze, his face flushed red and he turned away.
Damn it, what on earth did I dream about last night?
"That question..."
Noah had also been knocked back over a hundred meters by the shockwave. Once he steadied himself, he looked at Katakuri and shrugged.
"...To be honest, I don't know either."
At first glance, he seemed to be in even worse shape than Katakuri.
His clothes had long since been torn to shreds and scattered, exposing a muscular chest covered in wounds. Even half his flowing black hair had been sheared away.
But a closer look showed the wounds on his body healing before the eye.
His hair was slowly growing back too. If the fight stopped, he might need no more than the time it took to eat a meal to recover completely.
More frightening still...
Unlike Katakuri, who could not stop panting, Noah showed no sign of fatigue. His breathing remained slow and steady.
As though he had not been the one fighting all night.
"Hmph. Confident words. Arrogant, too..."
A red gleam flashed in Katakuri's eyes. "Then let's see whether I can take you down before sunset, or whether you can wear me