For days on end, I found myself drifting aimlessly in the vast sea on nothing but a small piece of wood. After the explosion that separated me from my companion, Hiroshi, I was left to fend for myself in the Big Sea, with nothing but the clothes on my back and the constant reminder of hunger and cold.

As the sun began to set on another day, the cold became more intense, and my stomach started to grumble with hunger. I was overcome with fatigue, and eventually, my eyes involuntarily closed, and I drifted off into a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying on a sandy beach, relieved and overjoyed to have made it back to land once again. However, I was immobilized and unable to move for a while. After some time, I gathered the strength to stand up and take a look around, and to my surprise, I spotted a small town in the distance.

Slowly, I made my way towards the town, hoping to find some food and perhaps even some help in finding my missing companion. The town seemed bustling and lively, with more houses than any of the towns I had seen in the first Kingdom. I couldn't help but wonder if this was the second Kingdom.

As I walked through the town, my hunger grew more unbearable. I desperately needed to eat something, but I had no money. Just as I was beginning to lose hope, I caught sight of a large and luxurious restaurant up ahead.

Without hesitation, I rushed inside, took a seat at a table, and waited for the waiter to approach me. When he did, I asked him for suggestions, explaining that I was starving.

The waiter looked concerned and asked if I was alright. I assured him I was fine and asked him where exactly I was. To my surprise, he informed me that I was in Boby's place, one of the most beloved establishments in the second Kingdom.

I was overjoyed to have made it to the second Kingdom, which was evidently along our intended course. However, I couldn't help but wonder where Hiroshi was, and I knew I had to find him as soon as possible.

Before me was an array of delicious dishes, each one more tantalizing than the last. With hunger gnawing at my insides, I dove in, quickly devouring the mouthwatering morsels. As I savored the last few bites, my attention was drawn to a group of men who had just entered the restaurant.

There was something about their appearance that set them apart, something that made me uneasy. They exuded an air of intimidation and arrogance, and they seemed to care little for the comfort or well-being of those around them. One of the men barked at the waiter, demanding to know if their table was ready.

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As they made their way to their seats, I couldn't help but notice the glint of metal at the waist of the man in the center. It was a gun, unmistakably Hiroshi's. My heart skipped a beat as I wondered how it had ended up in the hands of these dangerous men.

Without a second thought, I got up and approached their table, feeling a mixture of fear and anger welling up inside me. I tapped one of the men on the shoulder and asked where he had gotten the gun.

"It's none of your damn business, you worthless scumbag," he snarled in response.

But I wasn't about to back down. I needed to know what had happened to my friend's weapon. As the tension rose, I could feel the other men closing in around me. I knew I was in trouble.

With a quick movement, I struck out at the man in front of me, landing a solid punch to his face. He stumbled backward, crashing into the wall with a loud thud. But his companions were quick to respond, surging forward to attack me.

I stood my ground, ready to defend myself against their vicious onslaught. As they closed in, I braced myself for the worst.

As I stood there, facing four men who meant me harm, my heart raced and my instincts kicked in. The man behind me held a sharp knife and lunged forward to strike, but I moved quickly to my right and managed to evade his attack. Reacting with precision, I grabbed his arm and used my own shoulder to break it.

With the immediate danger behind me, I turned to face the man in front of me, who stood frozen in place. I saw an opportunity and seized it, picking up the knife from the ground and tossing it in his direction. It missed him, but the blade lodged itself in his clothing and pinned him to the wall.

The two remaining men circled me, moving slowly and deliberately, looking for an opening to attack. I watched them, waiting for the right moment to strike. Just as they made their move, I leapt into the air, grabbing both of their heads with my hands and slamming them together with a resounding thud. As I landed, I kicked the man behind me, knocking him to the ground, and delivered two swift blows to the man in front of me - one to his stomach and another to his face.

Breathless and victorious, I turned to the group of men and demanded, "Now, tell me where you got that gun!"

My actions had caught the attention of the other customers, and as I stood there, a hero in their eyes, they began to applaud. The waiter approached me, offering his gratitude and asking if there was anything he could do to repay me.

I had a simple request, "If the food could come for free, I'd appreciate it. And I need a long rope."

The waiter nodded in agreement, grateful to have been freed from the tyranny of bullies. Using the rope I had requested, I bound the men I had defeated and forced them to lead me to where they had found the gun. It was only after a half-hour's walk that one of the men pointed to the beach and revealed, "Here we found the gun from the body of a man lying on the beach over there."

When I turned to look, I saw that it was Hiroshi, unconscious and barely breathing. I took his gun from the men and let them go. As they walked away, I offered them a word of caution, "Learned that bravado is a bad thing, didn't you?"

I rushed to Hiroshi's side, carefully turning his body towards me. Checking his pulse and his breathing, I let out a sigh of relief - he was alive.