one piece: gene extraction and fusion system

After reading through the diary carefully, Mio finally understood the name of the sword.

Raikiri.

One of the Twenty-One Great Grade Swords. The brigadier general had obtained it by chance, but since he didn't use swords, he had planned to trade it in for military supplies, and eventually exchange those for a Devil Fruit once he returned to Navy Headquarters after this mission.

But fate had other plans. Now, the sword belonged to Mio.

If Mio hadn't taken the time to explore, perhaps this blade would have been forgotten forever, lost to the sea along with the wreckage of the warship.

With a crisp clang, Mio drew the katana at his waist, gave it a spin, then casually discarded it. He picked up Raikiri, swung it in a sharp arc through the air, and nodded in satisfaction before sliding it into the scabbard at his waist. Though the scabbard didn't fit perfectly, it would suffice for now. He could get a custom one made later.

"The harvest today is rich. Time to leave."

A smile played at Mio's lips as he turned and exited the room. Once he stepped off the warship, he headed toward the port.

Doflamingo had nearly finished transporting the treasure by then. When he spotted Mio walking over, he strutted forward with his familiar gait and spoke lazily.

"Want to celebrate together?"

"No." Mio shook his head with a grin and glanced at the group of excited men still loading treasure onto carts nearby. "I'm too lazy for that sort of thing."