"泥棒の間で栄誉"
It's the thrill in the end. In that moment when something stolen becomes mine or is it? That's the bliss I desire.
As the men ran away from the Inn, there escape was brought to an abrupt halt, bumping into unseeingly,, immovable wall. "Hey man watch where-" the uninjured gangsta shouted, only to be met with the feel of the massive man's palm cupping his face. "What are you two street urchins in such a hurry from!?" the colossal of a man both in height and mass inquired. "Big Brother!" the injured goon shouted, finally recognising the bystander's face. As the man whose face was being smushed tried to speak, slapping the larger man's hand to free him, the mammoth would drop the man onto the ground. "O-O-Over at the Kasumi's place... These Mink's tried to mouth off at us, so I was going to teach them a lesson!" the injured patron shouted. "And... did you?" the boss inquired. "Well..." the injured pirate said, as the conversation would trail off into silence. Slamming his fist into the man's face, the goon who was injured by Jackal's bomb, his newest wound paled in comparison as the man's punch dislocated his whole jaw. "I'm one of Mother's Pawns. We of the Bistro Organisation and Co. can't be known to loose to fucking animals." Butch shouted. "I'm going to teach those old bats no one is ever too old to be taught a lesson. Tell the men to meet us by the Kasumi Inn and bring the firearms. It'll be a good way to make an impression on Mother." Butch stated grinning widely.
While May was busy drowning in her delusions, Mrs. Kasumi pulled Jackal to the side, warning him about the men he'd chased off and how they'd potentially return for the kid. As they'd walked the hallways of the Inn, Mrs. Kasumi would express her worries mentioning the last couple customers who went against that lot ended up missing. Her connections around the city told her that they were sold into slavery by the Butch Co, a small scale operation functioning under the Kingpins flag. Finally, she'd conclude on telling Jackal to take Jake with him. "Shishishi... My ship isn't a baby sitting agency. I'm a wanted pirate." Jackal stated chuckling. "However... If I can reunite him with his mother." Jackal thought to himself. Eventually, the pair of May and Jackal arrived to their quaint medium sized room in the centre of the second floor, of the three story building. "I'm sorry we don't have a better room available but it's a charming space regardless, isn't it?" the older woman inquired smiling. Sliding open the door, Jackal entered into the room which revealed a single giant futon, spread across the ground with Sakura Theme bed sheets. "Tacky..." Jackal thought to himself, shocked at how simply basic the room was, it almost made him breakdown into laughter at the woman's former description, 'charming space'.
Though, it wasn't a dump or cheaply organised room either, it truly reflected the elderly couple's taste. Resting his messenger bag next to the futon's sleeping quarters, "I'm going to take a shower first. There's a public bath at this joint right? I'll go now that the crowd should be gone." Jackal stated. "Ah! Take Jake with you... He hasn't showered in quite a bit!" the old woman shouted. Simply waving his hand as he'd walk away, Jackal would head towards the showers, passing for Jake on the third floor, and exiting down the Western Staircase into the shower/hot springs area in the backyard. The springs were divided by a large bamboo wall, dividing the women's and the men's area. Once in the changing room, Jackal would hang all of his belongings in a locker provided, and race towards the outdoor spring. As he'd slide the doors, the stars above Baltigo shone brightly, creating the perfect outside bathing experience. Jake would follow suit, trialing behind the Half-Mink, staring at Jackal's scar ridden body, especially the freshest one across his chest, the child had so many questions as to why and what caused his body to be a living museum of injuries.
Diving head first into the hot-spring, it'd be the first time that Jackal would discover the ultimate weakness of his Devil Fruit. One minute passed, and Jackal didn't surface, so the child who'd assumed the Mink could've swam, thought nothing about it, until he'd see several bubbles rising to the surface of the hot spring, diving into the bath, Jake would grab the Mink, swimming him to the surface, just enough that his head would've been risen above water. Instantly gasping for air, Jackal's entire body felt like a bag of cement doused in several gallons of water. Panting, "What... in the world? I can't swim?" Jackal stated breathing heavily. "Then why in the world did you go diving head first into the spring idiot!?" Jake shouted, frustrated at the Mink. "I can swim... well at least I could've... the moment my head went beneath the water... it was like all of my stamina was drained from me." Jackal explained, still trying to capture his breath. Sliding open the door to the men's bath, the old man who'd been changing to enter interjected with very useful knowledge. "Are you an eater of a Devil's Fruit?" Gregory inquired. Starting to regain a bit of his strength, Jackal started to shake the water out of his fur, "Yeah. Why? What's with the grim look on your face old man?" Jackal inquired.
"Boy-o. I'm sorry to inform you... you'll be a hammer for the rest of your life when it comes to water. Devil Fruits users loose their ability to swim." Gregory stated. The frozen expression on Jackal's face was privy to his mind recalling all of the days of him swimming the open seas for miles around Zou and hunting for fish, all gone in this one moment, all for the ability to make his bodily discharges explode... Great. Sprawling out on the stone floor of the shower, staring at the stars, Jackal smirked, "A Mink who can't swim on the open seas... Shishishi... This whole journey keeps getting more interesting." Jackal stated. Seeing the Mink's depressed mood, "Fair not my child... I have the ultimate pick me upper." Gregory stated pointing towards the bamboo fence. "Cheer up! On the other side... My wife... That Mink and several other women are bathing now... as men... We must peek. It is for the greater good-" Gregory's speech was interrupted by Jackal spitting a spit bomb, as about as strong as a fire cracker at him. Avoiding the spit, for it to explode at his feet, the old man stared in awe at Jackal, "I'm sorry old man. Not my cup of tea. If I wanted to see Lesser Mink's naked, I would've-" Jacakl's speech was interrupted by the sound of a screech among the women.