One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

After the storm, Water City was bathed in long-awaited sunshine.

The "Akula Ragna" that seemed to devour everything finally receded, along with the gloom that had shrouded the water city.

The sky was as blue as the purest gemstone, and the sea breeze gently caressed the winding waterways.

The city erupted in cheers as Carrera's rescue ship carrying the Straw Hat crew slowly entered Dock One.

"They're back! It's those pirates!"

"They actually did it! They came back alive from that hellish Enies Lobby!"

"And they even rescued Mayor Iceberg!!"

Although the world government will soon issue a new arrest warrant.

Although legally they are the most heinous criminals who attacked Enies Lobby.

But in the eyes of the people of Water Seven, these reckless pirates...

He is the hero who defeated the real culprit who assassinated the mayor and saved the city.

Colorful ribbons fluttered in the air, and cheers shook the heavens.

The citizens lined the streets to welcome him, and Blue's shouts echoed throughout the city, plunging the entire Water City into a grand celebration.

……

As night falls, in the backyard of the Carrera company, by the huge outdoor swimming pool.

An unprecedented victory celebration banquet is being held here.

A huge bonfire blazed in the center of the square, illuminating the night sky in a fiery red glow.

Dozens of grills sizzled simultaneously, the aroma of dripping oil and charcoal filling the air and making mouths water.

The center of the banquet was undoubtedly the Straw Hat crew's "bottomless pit" captain.

Luffy is in an amazing state of "sleepwalking eating".

"Meat...meat..."

Luffy had his eyes closed, with a large snot bubble hanging from his nose, clearly fast asleep.

But his hands seemed to have a mind of their own, precisely grabbing the mountain of bone-in meat piled on the plate and mechanically and quickly stuffing it into his mouth.

"Hey! Luffy! That's mine!"

Usopp, who was standing next to him, was about to take the chicken leg from his plate.

Luffy's arm suddenly stretched out, snatched the chicken leg with lightning speed, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it without even chewing it.

"Whew...so good...wow..."

"Is this guy a monster?!" The surrounding boatmen stared in disbelief.

On the other side of the pool, Zoro had taken over the largest barrel of Lang wine.

A group of burly boatmen who had come to challenge his drinking capacity were lying sprawled at his feet.

"Hiccup...Too weak, too weak."

Zoro sat cross-legged beside the barrel, holding a huge goblet in his hand, and drank it all in one gulp.

He banged on the empty bucket, his face flushed, and shouted:

"Hey! Who else?! Is this all the foreman at Carrera can drink?!"

"Out of wine?! Fill my glass right now!!"

"That green algae-headed guy... he's a real heavy drinker..." The survivors around him trembled.

In the open-air kitchen area, Sanji felt like the happiest chef in the world.

"Ah~ beautiful ladies, this piece of meat needs to be slow-roasted over low heat to lock in the juices~"

With hearts in his eyes, Sanji was teaching a group of shipwright ladies in overalls and with well-defined muscles how to grill meat.

"Sanji is so kind~"

"Seriously, they're much better than those lousy men who just swing hammers!"

Hearing the praise, Sanji was so happy he felt like he was about to spin into the sky.

Water splashed everywhere in the pool.

Chopper is in a state of extreme "sugar hyperactivity" because he drank too much of the special sweet juice.

"Ooooh! I'm Reindeer Superman!!"

Chopper transformed back into his original reindeer form, allowing Kokoro's granddaughter, Zimney, to ride on his back.

The two ran around the pool like madmen, causing chaos wherever they went.

"Go! Chopper!!" Zimoni screamed excitedly.

Besides people, the pets also completely let loose.

Rasu, at this moment, was like a real puppy, wagging its tail like a propeller, excitedly chasing after the wrench that Franky threw.

"Go! Rasu!!" Franky threw the wrench in a SUPER pose.

"Woof!" Rasu ran over happily.

However, when it got too excited, its nose suddenly itched.

"Achoo!!"

With a sneeze, it lost control of its Devil Fruit power, and a baseball-sized time bomb flew out of its mouth.

The ball traced a parabola in the air and landed perfectly in the pool next to Zoro.

"boom!!!!"

A huge splash of water shot up three meters high.

Zoro, who was raising his wine glass and shouting "Who else?", was instantly drenched in bathwater, his glass filled with bathwater.

"..."

Zoro wiped the water off his face, veins bulging on his forehead, and silently reached for the hilt of his sword.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

The whole audience burst into laughter, and even the dog that caused the trouble rolled around on the ground.

At the top of the parasol, a black raven stood gracefully.

Clay, this raven looks as haughty as an aristocrat right now.

It even had a delicate little red bow tie tied around its neck.

It was after seeing Hadori, the pigeon on Lucci's shoulder, wearing a tie on Enies Lobby that it developed a strange competitive mentality, and after returning, it kept pestering Nami to make one for it.

"Gah. Foolish humans and dogs."

Clay poked at his bow tie, looking down with satisfaction at the farce unfolding below.

……

Beyond the hustle and bustle of the banquet, in the lounge area a little further away.

Robin sat alone on a deckchair, a glass of red wine in her hand, her black hair swaying gently in the wind.

She didn't join the crowd's revelry, but quietly watched it all.

Watching Luffy's silly grin and everyone's playful antics, a gentle smile unconsciously curved her lips.

Her gaze passed through the bustling crowd and finally settled on a stone pillar.

Victor was leaning against there.

He was also holding a glass of wine in his hand.

He stood there quietly, looking at everyone, a relaxed and satisfied smile on his lips.

The firelight illuminated his profile, softening his usually aloof demeanor.

Robin looked at him, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

It was gratitude, admiration, and an indescribable flutter of emotion.

Scenes from Enies Lobby kept replaying in her mind.

The moment Viktor dragged Spandam's body out of the office and said, "The problem is solved."

Robin felt that the "demon of Ohara," the heavy shackles that had bound her for twenty years, had shattered completely.

For him, it might have just been about killing an enemy for the greater good.

But for Nicole Robin, it was the blow that ended her twenty-year nightmare of being on the run.

It seemed that it had noticed the burning gaze.

Victor turned his head, his gaze piercing through the crowd to meet Robin's eyes.

Seeing Robin staring at him, Victor didn't say anything, but simply smiled and raised his glass in a gesture of acknowledgment.

Robin paused for a moment, then a girlish blush appeared on her mature and intellectual face.

She gently raised her wine glass and lightly clinked it against Victor's.

Her lips moved slightly, and despite the noise, she silently mouthed a sentence:

"Thanks."

Viktor understood, his smile deepened, and he tilted his head back to take a sip of his drink.

Just then.

"These guys are so enthusiastic..."

She was dressed to the nines tonight, with her long, wavy orange hair casually draped over her shoulders.

She was wearing a daring backless evening gown that she bought at a boutique in Water City.

The deep blue silk clung tightly to her graceful figure, making her appear both alluring and dangerous in the firelight.

As soon as she broke free from the entanglement, she looked up and keenly caught the "eye contact" between Robin and Victor.

That tender gratitude, that unspoken understanding.

"Well……"

Nami puffed out her cheeks.

Although she knew it was a bond of life-or-death friendship between comrades, and that Robin felt more gratitude towards Victor.

However, her possessiveness as the official girlfriend still stirred a slight sour feeling in her heart.

"Hmph, that despicable man who exudes charm everywhere."

Nami put down her juice, and in her high heels, she swayed gracefully to Viktor's side.

She didn't say anything, but instead reached out and tightly took Viktor's arm.

She clung to him like a lazy kitten, without any hesitation.

The soft touch and the faint scent of citrus perfume instantly enveloped Victor.

"First mate..."

Nami raised her head, her eyes glazed over, a hint of intoxication in them, and a clear sense of coquetry in them:

"Everyone's almost finished drinking... It's so noisy here."

Her voice became soft and seductive as she whispered in his ear:

"Shouldn't we... take a break?"

She emphasized the word "rest" in a particularly ambiguous way.

Viktor looked down at the little thief cat in his arms, whose eyes were gleaming with longing.

"Yes, ma'am."

Victor chuckled softly, set down his wine glass, and casually wrapped his arm around her slender waist, feeling the smoothness of the silk and the warmth of her skin beneath his palm.

"My navigator lady."

The two quietly left the noisy banquet hall.

Following the tranquil waterway, they returned to the most luxurious hotel in the Water City—a presidential suite specially arranged by Iceberg as a token of his gratitude.

"Click".

The door to the penthouse suite had just closed, shutting out all outside noise.

Before Viktor could even turn on the light, Nami had already rushed over eagerly.

She wrapped her arms around Victor's neck, stood on tiptoe, and passionately kissed him with her red lips.

"Well……"

Viktor was pushed back two steps by her and leaned against the wall.

Nami's kiss was passionate and moist, carrying the scent of red wine from the banquet.

"Victor..."

Nami murmured his name between breaths, her fingers frantically unbuttoning his clothes.

Viktor's eyes darkened, and he took the initiative.

He scooped up Nami and, with a gasp, tossed her onto the soft, enormous round bed in the center of the room.

Moonlight streamed through the French windows, illuminating Nami's alabaster skin, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

Viktor leaned in and cupped her delicate face in his hands, gently wiping away the tears that welled up in her eyes with his thumbs.

"Don't cry."

Victor's voice was husky and magnetic:

"It's just the two of us tonight."

"Hmm..." Nami nodded.

With hazy eyes, she looked up at the man above her, wrapped her arms around his neck, and offered her lips to him.

Victor lowered his head, kissed away her tears, and then kissed her lips deeply.

His kisses slid down her lips, across her long neck, her delicate collarbone, and deeper still...

"what……"

Nami's breathing became rapid, and her body arched into a beautiful arc.

Her hands gripped Viktor’s firm back tightly, her nails almost digging into his flesh.

The clothes slipped off one by one and scattered on the carpet.

On this peaceful night, without the smoke of battle, in this romantic water city

Two young, hot bodies were tightly intertwined.

Viktor's movements were gentle yet powerful; each touch seemed to penetrate her very bones, confirming their existence.

Nami's moans were soft and lingering, intertwining with the occasional sound of waves lapping against the shore outside the window, composing a melody unique to lovers.