One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

At the altar on God's Island, a bonfire flickered in the night.

"Everyone!!"

Looking at Luffy, Sanji, and Usopp returning safely from the depths of the forest.

Nami, who had been on edge the whole time, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A relieved smile spread across her face. But when she saw that Viktor was missing, her eyes widened.

"Luffy! Where's Victor?!"

Viktor was the last to return.

He carried several enormous "sky lobsters" with one hand, still waving their claws, as easily as if he had just returned from grocery shopping.

"Victor!"

Nami noticed that Viktor's clothes were stained with some forest dust and leaves.

She immediately jogged over and gently patted the dust off his shoulders.

Then, in full view of everyone, she opened her arms and hugged him tightly, burying her face in his chest.

"That's great...you're back too."

"Ahem... Nami-san..."

Sanji, who was standing nearby, turned ashen-white upon seeing this.

He knelt on the ground, biting his handkerchief tightly, letting out unwilling sobs:

"Why... I went on an adventure too! Why didn't I get a loving hug! Only that bastard first mate... Damn it!!"

However, as a top-notch chef, Sanji quickly turned his grief and anger into a craving for food.

"Since we have such top-quality ingredients, let's have a seafood feast in the sky!!"

Sanji showcased his skills, using the unique seasonings of Skypiea and the giant Sky Lobsters to create a table of fragrant and top-quality dishes.

"Delicious!! The shrimp meat is so springy and chewy!!"

Luffy's mouth was stuffed full of meat, and his eyes were shining with happiness.

Perhaps because the atmosphere was so lively, Luffy even managed to persuade a few Skypiea Cloud Wolves with the help of Clay's translation.

He led a few Sky Island Cloud Wolves around the campfire and danced that signature silly and cute dance.

"Whoosh~ The barbecue is so delicious~ I'm a wolf~ You're a wolf~ We're all wolves~"

……

After a hearty meal and drinks.

The group sat around the campfire, physically exhausted but mentally excited.

Victor took out a small bag of soil, which he had collected specifically when he was on Jaya Island.

Then, he grabbed a handful of soil from God's Island and spread it out in front of everyone.

"look."

Viktor pointed to two piles of dirt and then took out a half-finished house pattern that he had copied in the forest:

"The soil is exactly the same. Moreover, the architectural style here is a perfect match for the other half of the house on Jaya Island."

The firelight illuminated Viktor's confident face as he slowly spoke:

"Rolando was not lying. Golden City did not sink to the bottom of the sea, but was swept up to a height of seven thousand meters by that huge, towering current."

"What we are standing on now is the legendary kingdom of Shandora."

"The gold...is on this island."

This conclusion instantly ignited a fierce fighting spirit in Usopp, who had only wanted to escape, and Nami's eyes even turned into Beli symbols.

"The Golden City... it really exists!" Robin stared at the rubbings, his eyes glazed over.

Driven by this yearning for the unknown and the desire for gold, the group gradually succumbed to the drowsiness from days of travel.

Luffy lay sprawled out on the deck and fell asleep, Zoro leaned against a tree with his sword in his arms, and the others also found places to sleep.

……

In the stillness of the night, the chirping of unknown insects echoed from the depths of the forest.

Inside the Merry, Victor's cabin was still dimly lit.

He was sitting at the table, organizing his notes about various Sky Island Shells by the light of an oil lamp.

"Click".

The door lock clicked softly, and the door was gently pushed open.

Nami walked in, wearing a silk nightgown.

She didn't turn on the light; the cool moonlight shone through the porthole onto her long orange hair, making it appear exceptionally soft and also revealing a hint of fragility.

"Nami?" Viktor put down his pen, somewhat surprised.

Nami didn't say anything. She walked barefoot behind Viktor, suddenly stretched out her arms, and hugged him tightly from behind.

Her cheek pressed against his broad back, her body trembling slightly.

"Victor..."

Nami's voice had a slight nasal tone:

"I was really scared when that big shrimp took the boat away today..."

"Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, and you... you're all so strong, it seems like you're not afraid of any monsters."

"But I... I'm just an ordinary person."

Nami gripped Viktor's clothes tightly:

"In this unknown sky, facing those strange priests and monsters, I felt so small and useless... When danger struck, I could only wait for you to come to my rescue..."

Viktor felt the trembling and dampness behind him, and his eyes softened instantly.

He turned around and pulled Nami into his arms.

A hand gently patted her back, soothing her unease as if comforting a child.

"fool."

"It is precisely because you are an ordinary person that you were able to follow these monsters here and face those powerful enemies that even the Navy fears... that proves that you are braver than anyone else."

Viktor looked at the pitiful Nami in his arms, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

Indeed, Nami's nautical talent is top-notch, but in the New World, a place teeming with monsters, her physique and combat strength are definitely weaknesses.

The Weather Stick is powerful, but it's a skill-based weapon, and it's dangerous if you get close to it.

"This is not a long-term solution..."

Viktor secretly pondered, "Perhaps it's time to find her a suitable Devil Fruit."

"The Rumble-Rumble Fruit? That belongs to Enel. To get it, you have to kill him first."

"The Snow-Snow Fruit? Or some kind of Paramecia-type Devil Fruit that can be used in conjunction with the Weather Stick? It seems like we need to put this on the agenda."

Just as Victor was contemplating his future plans.

The person in his arms stirred.

Feeling the warmth of Viktor's chest and his firm heartbeat, Nami looked up.

The tear tracks at the corners of her eyes were still wet, but in the moonlight, her brown eyes looked exceptionally beautiful, as if they were filled with a pool of spring water.

She looked into Victor's eyes, which always held a smile, and now only her reflection was there.

That feeling of being protected and cherished transformed Nami's fear into another intense emotion.

Nami suddenly stood on tiptoe and hooked her arms around Viktor's neck.

A warm breath brushed against Viktor's chin, carrying the fresh scent of oranges.

Her eyes became hazy and burning; she was no longer the shrewd navigator, but a little woman yearning for comfort.

"Victor..."

Nami leaned close to Viktor's ear, her voice as soft as a feather brushing against his heartstrings, yet carrying an irresistible allure:

"Forget about those plans..."

She gently bit Victor's earlobe:

"Tonight...I want..."

……

The camera slowly zooms out, passing through the corridor, and freezes on the quiet cabin outside the Merry.

The night breeze gently stirred the half-open curtains, obscuring the figures of two people embracing and collapsing inside, and also concealing the room's enchanting atmosphere.

On the table was a glass of tea that Victor had only drunk half of and which had long since gone cold.

At that moment, without anyone touching it, rapid ripples appeared on the surface of the water in the cup.

It was a rhythmic vibration coming from somewhere unknown.

The teacups clinked slightly on the tray, making a soft, tinkling sound.

"Ding...ding...ding..."

At first, it was intermittent, like pearls of all sizes falling onto a jade plate, gentle and tentative.

But as time went on, the frequency of the vibrations became increasingly rapid.

The ripples spread across the cup, even splashing a few drops of water onto the table, leaving a dark stain.

In the quiet night on the island of gods, these soft, continuous sounds are like the most beautiful melody.