Luffy, how can you become the Pirate King if you don't work hard!

What if Luffy suddenly gets it someday and makes a request similar to that day, like "let me sleep with you"? Can she refuse?

Nami really didn't think she could do it, so she gritted her teeth and went for it, but she was very unwilling to do so.

At least... start by holding hands, okay?

You have to eat one bite at a time. You're trying to do everything at once. Your appetite is too big. Although pirates are generally carefree and don't care about details, Luffy's change in personality, which is like a dump truck, has led her astray as well.

So in the end, she comforted herself, thinking that changing one of the conditions wasn't so bad after all.

Chapter 28 Portrait, Skirt and Maid

On the second floor, a night breeze blew through the cracks in the window, and the drawing paper in Luffy's hand naturally flew into Nami's hand.

Nami has always believed that Luffy is just a rubber block, but she has no doubt that he may have firm beliefs in his mind.

But he's definitely not a romantic person.

For example, one day you might dream and loudly proclaim that your future companions will include talking reindeer and boars that howl. This ocean has everything you need; as long as you have enough imagination, these things are achievable.

Nami thought that all he could think about was meat and becoming the Pirate King.

That's so Luffy.

But what's going on now?

Looking at the lifelike drawing of herself on the white paper, Nami understood the reason for Luffy's earlier sigh.

Wait, that's not the most important thing. The important thing is...

"Are you a pervert?!"

"That's outrageous!"

"Why didn't you draw clothes for me?!"

Nami's face instantly turned red, especially after seeing the human anatomy diagram Luffy had drawn for himself on the back of the white paper. The combination of these two diagrams made it hard not to think of other things.

And...it looks so realistic!

Anyone who didn't know better would think they were acting as Luffy's human model.

Does he really have a photographic memory?

Nami remembered that Luffy had scanned her with his eyes not long ago.

There's no way not to be suspicious; this guy even remembers the mole there! One coincidence is one coincidence, but when multiple coincidences are linked together, Nami doesn't know what excuse to make.

Luffy: "......"

Can he explain that this was an accident?

I just casually drew whatever I thought looked good in my head. Didn't you see the Going Merry? The only flaw is that when I casually draw and analyze my own body, because I have to draw muscles, blood vessels, and organs, I naturally don't draw clothes. It's just a habit.

After Luffy finished drawing it, he felt something was off. Just as he was about to draw clothes on Nami, that damned wind came.

[Warning, warning...]

The familiar voice instantly pulled Luffy back to reality. His face went dead. That voice was really annoying; it felt like some kind of Yordle was saying those words in his ear.

"Because I couldn't think of what clothes to draw," Luffy casually made up an excuse.

Anyway, judging from Nami's expression, she won't believe anything I say.

That would be worse than just giving up.

If I can't sabotage that damned plan, can't I at least sabotage Nami?

Hmph, you have to pick the softest persimmon to squeeze!

"Then look carefully now!"

Nami stood with her hands on her hips, looking like a puffed-up kitten.

The girl still carried the steam from her bath, her hair half-dry and half-wet, and a blush adorned her bright face. Luffy was momentarily stunned, realizing that some things could not be captured by pictures or words in their most beautiful form.

No wonder Nojiko said Nami has great taste in clothes.

Nami wore a white short-sleeved t-shirt, revealing her snow-white arms that were as clean and flawless as the first snow. Her thighs were straight under her pleated skirt, and for some reason, she seemed to really take Luffy's comment about him watching her feet to heart, so she wore black pantyhose that completely covered her ankles, making her straight calves look like they had no excess fat.

"Hey, are you done yet?"

Nami recovered from her anger and suddenly felt too embarrassed. Her gaze involuntarily shifted elsewhere, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Huh? What?"

Luffy then suddenly came to his senses and said...

"Excuse me, I was thinking about something else."

These words caused Nami's expression to change instantly. Then Luffy saw Nami with her arms crossed, staring at him with a look he couldn't understand at all.

Hmm, I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I feel a bit cold.

"Nami, um..."

"I'm curious what you can still think about right now."

"For example, draw different clothes or something?" Luffy looked at Nami. "And why this particular outfit? That was your decision. Shouldn't my request be what I want to see?"

He's become so smart.

Nami was speechless for a moment. Had they entered a vicious cycle? How did things develop to this point? In the beginning, she only wanted to use up one of Luffy's conditions.

People who are in the right can be aggressive no matter what they do. Nami was suddenly pulled down from above by Luffy and became somewhat timid.

"What...what do you want to see?"

"Didn't Nojiko say she had maid outfits?" Luffy mainly didn't know the names of the other outfits either.

"Are you really a pervert?!" Nami rushed over angrily and grabbed Luffy's face.

"You said you couldn't refuse."

"I..." Nami's voice trailed off as she realized she had shot herself in the foot.

"Can you change one?"

"Could you please stop...?"

The constant warning sounds in his ears annoyed Luffy. "Let me see what's wrong? I'm so tired today, can't I relax and enjoy myself?"

His tone suddenly hardened, but before he could finish speaking, Luffy thought to himself, "Oh no!" Sure enough, when he looked up, he saw that Nami had already released his face. Her face was flushed, and she was looking at Luffy with a somewhat aggrieved expression, her eyes misty.

"Then, why be so fierce..."

That expression is just too much!

That's not what I really wanted to say.

The words were on the tip of Luffy's tongue, but he swallowed them back, a strange sense of anticipation creeping into his heart.

No, it's all because of those messy sounds and punishments that opened the door to a new world for him, something Luffy wouldn't have cared about at all before!

Nami went to look through the clothes.

Luffy glanced at the time. Actually, the time for today was almost up. Anyway, he could make up for the lost time tomorrow. He also snapped out of his previous focused state.

"Is that luggage packed?"

"Nokiko helped me pack, there wasn't much to bring. But the villagers said they wanted to thank us and gave us a lot of things."

Cocoyasi Village and nearby villages sponsored all the supplies needed for the voyage, which was sometimes much more useful than money, especially since they had Luffy, a big eater, on their ship.

Speaking of this, Nami remembered something.

"Luffy, could you leave some of the money that Arlong and his crew squeezed out for the villagers of Cocoyasi Village...?"

“They desperately need this money.”

"I'm willing to do anything if needed."

"Willing to do anything?" Luffy looked puzzled.

Nami instantly realized the ambiguity in her words and said somewhat helplessly.

"No, it's not what you think. What I mean is..."

"I know, I know, that means I have two conditions that you can't refuse, right?"

No, it's not like that.

Ugh! Why is Luffy so much less easily fooled now than he was at the beginning?

Nami was on the verge of tears, and now she missed Luffy so much when they first met.

She was absolutely furious, and to make matters worse, she couldn't find what she wanted. Nojiko was right; Nami loved buying pretty clothes and hoarding them. She would wear maid outfits herself and admire them. Her fashion sense was impeccable.

"wait."

Nami hurriedly left the room to find Nojiko; she couldn't find her maid outfit. Only Nojiko could enter her room. Luffy yawned; it was another tiring day, but there was bad news: tomorrow might be an even more tiring day.

The "One Piece Training Program" even includes time compensation, leaving Luffy both angry and helpless.

It's like in some game where, at the end, a tin man is showing off his base, while his incompetent husband can only watch as the base explodes.

Just go along with it.

Luffy refused to believe that he could dig out 25 hours out of 24.

Stand up and stretch, keeping the warning intervals in place, and you can scrape together quite a bit of time by rummaging around.

Its main theme is rebellion.

The sun will rise as usual tomorrow, and at most it will work for another twenty-three hours. It can't erase sleep time.

Nami's room has bookshelves and is surrounded by nautical charts. To be honest, once you have some knowledge of them, you can only be amazed. Judging from the dates, it seems like Nami started drawing them when she was a few years old.

As expected, that sentence was printed.

If you don't join this line of work, you'll see me like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky; if you do join this line of work, you'll see me like an ant looking at the blue sky.

What was Luffy doing when he was a few years old?