Hi, I'm Uvo, just some guy trying to track down Bosenmori. After I saw the nice old man who owned the shop, I introduced myself and gave him a ton of soda bottle caps that I got from my mom, who worked as a garbage collector.

When Fitzgerald thanked me, I chose a scythe.

Point of View from Bieniek

When I was on the streets, I was waiting by the window looking at the Man in the Cap, but I heard something that sounded exactly like that laugh that came when that cat was being kicked...

— Hey you rascal, how are you?

I looked at who said that and it was a guy walking down the street from afar. He looked about five years older than me, he is tall and thin with short and spiky hair, sharp teeth, narrow eyes, and a earring in his right ear shaped like an inverted cross from the old Portuguese flag. He was also wearing a tank top,  short pants with a drawstring, and wellies.

TAP, TAP, TAP

As he walked, he started talking in my direction.

— Nice to meet you, my name is Moze, Moze the Daring. An aspiring adventurer who wants to steal swords to defeat Bosenmori. Do you have anything to say after I smash that little green kitten with my drawstring messing with those cans? HAHAHAHA!

Said Moze, who with a simple stomp on the ground. He acted quickly and grabbed the drawstring like a whip, throwing it towards me, but I dodged, grabbing the sword on the ground and spun around, kicking him away. However, Moze cut my little sword like a piece of glass. I was in shock when I saw my favorite childhood toy being destroyed by a criminal while I jumped to the ground.

Then the Man in the Cap came out of the store and threw a wine rack into my hand.

— Sorry for the scare, I didn't mean to hurt you. Just use the sword I gave you to get more money because I saw Moze coming towards me trying to rob me!

— Thank you...

After a short exchange, I looked at that guy leaving, holding the same weapon as the figure of death before Moze tried to defeat me, shouting something like:

— Afraid of being defeated, aren't you?

I almost made a trade in the middle of it all, using the old wooden sword to wrap the cord around like spaghetti, but he unwrapped it and cut the whole sword until there was nothing left for almost a minute with that 100% cotton whip until I ran away with a cut on my neck that made Moze fall. 

TCHAK

I didn't look at him, I just let him cover the wound on my hand, when Fitzgerald appeared in the doorway. He was happy and offered me money to buy a holster for my back.