look at my son
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There is a small, skinny child looking up at Rayleigh and pointing a sword at him with great big yellow eyes, a ring in each of his irises like black and gold targets.
Rayleigh looks back at him, nonplussed, and pushes his glasses up his nose. "What did you say, kid?" he asks, a little awkwardly. He wasn't expecting to be confronted when he still had groceries in his arms.
"I said," the kid huffs, "I, Dracule Mihawk, challenge you, the Dark King Silvers Rayleigh, First Mate of the Roger Pirates and the World's Greatest Swordsman, to a duel!" He flourishes his declaration by jabbing his sword in the air, acting like Rayleigh might have otherwise missed it.
Rayleigh presses his lips together, trying not to laugh. "Kid," he repeats, watching with amusement as Mihawk scowls with offense, "you're like. Seven."
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- Part 1 of look at my son
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"I didn't know you like crosses," Mihawk remarks after a moment, looking questioningly at Rayleigh. "I wouldn't have guessed."
"It's not for me," Rayleigh replies. His face is patient and bright. "I know you like them. It's for you."
Mihawk is taken aback. "This is for me?" he asks quietly. When Rayleigh nods, Mihawk feels awe rush through him. He takes it with reverent hands and holds it. It's way bigger than the hypothetical necklace he was planning to ask for himself, and feels heavy, sturdy. It looks kind of high-end for a kid like him. "Really?"
Rayleigh buys Mihawk a kogatana shaped like a cross.
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- Part 2 of look at my son