Your Name

Seeing the girl yield, Jessy grinned in satisfaction.

“See? That wasn’t so hard—why make things ugly?”

He waved a hand, and a thug tossed a small money pouch at Brenna’s feet.

It landed with a pathetic clink—clearly stuffed with pennies.

“There’s your payment. My men will load the cargo now—”

But before he could finish—a crewman shouted, pointing seaward:

“WHAT’S THAT?!”

Jessy hated interruptions—he whirled to scold the man—only to find everyone staring in stunned silence.

Frowning, he followed their gaze.

Far out on the waves, a white-capped surge raced toward them—blazing fast, churning the sea like a tornado on water!

It looked like a massive sea beast charging to attack!

“WHAT IN THE—?! A SEA DRAGON?!”

Jessy’s bravado crumbled into panic.

Even Master Tal, the High-Tier Summoner, tensed.

After a sharp look, he growled:

“It’s a dragon—speed suggests High-Tier at least!”

The deck froze.

Weapons were gripped tighter.

Even Brenna and Leán held their breath—if this was a dragon, they were all dead.

Then—the surge reached the ships.

Before anyone could brace—the white wave leapt into the air!

Hearts lurched—but in the sunlight, they saw:

Not a monster.

A man.

A bare-chested, muscular young man—

laughing as he soared through the sky!

“WHAT THE—?!”

The crew gaped, dumbfounded.

That speed… was that even human?!

“HAHAHA! FREEDOM!”

Black landed with a heavy splash,kneeling on the deck like a long-lost son.

Tears pricked his eyes.

Ah, sweet, solid wood… how I’ve missed you, dear deck!

He shook seawater from his hair—and finally looked up.

Only to find two factions staring at him like he’d grown a second head.

He scratched his head, grinning.

“Uh… hello?

Are you guys… throwing me a welcome party?

Kinda shy now, you know.”

He hadn’t the faintest clue his grand entrance had derailed a hostage crisis.

For a long moment, no one spoke.

Then—

Brenna and Leán finally saw his face.

Recognition hit them like lightning.

A name—long buried—exploded in their minds.

And coincidentally, Black was staring back,a familiarity prickling at his memory.

Those faces…

Where have I—?

Three pairs of eyes locked.

And in unison, they blurted:

“YOU’RE—?!”

The next second—

Brenna and Leán shouted together:

“YOU’RE COUSIN BLACK?!”

Black snapped his fingers—memory flooding back.

Of course!

These were Uncle’s kids—Brenna and Leán!

Childhood playmates, before they’d moved to Servia.

Over a decade had passed—yet fate had tossed them right back together.

“Brenna! And… you little rascal!”

Black waved, grinning.

She was even prettier than I remembered.

Brenna beamed—but Leán’s face darkened.

Still calling me “rascal” after all these years?

Couldn’t just say my name?!

Jessy, meanwhile, scoffed.

So this naked weirdo is just their trashy cousin?

His fear vanished.

If Brenna’s family was this weak,their cousin was nothing.

He swaggered forward, sneering:

“Don’t know who you are, but scram—or I’ll make you regret stepping on my deck!”

Black blinked.

What kind of greeting is that?

He took in the scene:

Three ships boxing one in.

Thugs with weapons.

Brenna’s tear-streaked face.

Leán’s bruised, swollen eye.

Ah. So that’s how it is.

In the original host’s memories,

Uncle’s family had always been kind—sharing food, mending his clothes,

even protecting him from bullies.

Family’s family.

He activated All-Knowing Glasses:

【Jessy’s Crew】
Leader: Master Tal — Lv.51 High-Tier Summoner
Minions: Lv.20–30 thugs

Hmph. Manageable.

With a lazy smile, Black stepped between Jessy and his cousins.

“And if I don’t scram?”

Jessy snarled.

“Fine! You want pain? I’ll give you PAIN!”

Brenna grabbed Black’s arm, voice frantic:

“Cousin, please—run!

They have a High-Tier Summoner! You can’t win!”

In her mind, little Black was still that clumsy, talentless pirate—no fighter at all.

She’d just found him again—she wouldn’t lose him over cargo!

But Black didn’t move.

He stood calm, almost bored,as if Jessy and his “ace” were ants beneath his boot.

Jessy’s face purpled with rage.

“Tal! END HIM!”

“I’ll cover you if things go south!”