"Ah! My glasses! Tha..."
Hearing the sound, Tashigi instinctively began thanking him, fumbling to take the glasses Kirishima handed her and hurriedly putting them on.
Her vision instantly cleared... Through the lenses, she saw the white-haired man before her, his hair slicked back, wearing a black-and-blue cloak and carrying a long sword, picking coins up off the ground.
At that moment, all her gratitude and apologies froze in her throat.
Instead, her pupils abruptly contracted, and her face turned deathly pale.
"You're... y-y-you...!" Tashigi recoiled like a startled rabbit, her words tumbling into incoherence.
Her fingers instinctively pressed against the sword hilt at her waist, her breathing grew terribly rapid, and her heart pounded so hard it nearly leaped out of her chest.
The World's Greatest Swordsman! V! A major fugitive with a bounty of 1.6 billion Berries!
This terrifying figure, who had just caused an enormous uproar in Loguetown and whom even Captain Smoker could do nothing about, was standing right in front of her! And he had picked up her glasses?!
Kirishima Bupai found it rather funny to see her so tense, as though facing a formidable enemy, ready to draw her sword at any moment yet clearly lacking confidence.
Putting the coins he had picked up into his pocket, he spoke lazily, his voice carrying a touch of casual teasing. "Young lady, you're too young to be so impulsive."
Extending his index finger, Kirishima pointed loosely at the hand Tashigi had pressed against her sword hilt.
His calm gaze swept over her with an invisible pressure, and Tashigi felt her arm stiffen, most of her courage to draw her sword instantly evaporating.
"All I did was..." Kirishima shrugged, his tone full of innocence and a trace of barely perceptible mockery. "...beat up one annoying rat. Did that