One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

The mornings in the City of Water always carry a unique dampness and freshness.

Blue's occasional barks drifted in from outside the window, waking the city from its recent revelry.

Inside the penthouse suite of the most luxurious hotel in Water City.

The heavy velvet curtains weren't drawn tightly, and a mischievous ray of sunlight slipped in through the gap, landing right on the messy bed.

The pristine white sheets were crumpled into a ball, and the pillow lay to one side.

An ambiguous and blush-inducing atmosphere filled the air, hinting at the enchanting events that had taken place here the previous night.

Viktor slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils reflecting the faint light of dawn.

His arm was a little numb because a small orange kitten was curled up in his arms.

Nami was still fast asleep.

She nestled into Viktor's arms, one leg casually draped over his waist.

Her long orange hair was scattered on the pillow, with a few stray strands playfully clinging to her fair cheeks, trembling slightly with her even breathing.

A gentle smile unconsciously curved the corners of Viktor's lips.

He reached out and gently brushed the stray hairs from her forehead, revealing her smooth and full forehead.

Seemingly feeling the itch on her face, Nami's eyelashes trembled, and then she groggily opened her eyes.

Those brown eyes still held a hazy mist of sleepiness.

But when I saw that familiar face in front of me, all my confusion instantly turned into happiness.

"Well……"

Nami let out a lazy nasal sound, showing no intention of getting up.

Instead, like a child who wanted to stay in bed, she buried herself even deeper into the crook of Viktor's neck and rubbed against him.

Then she leaned in and placed a warm good morning kiss on his chin.

"Good morning……"

Nami extended her finger, her voice soft yet husky:

"My first mate."

Victor took her mischievous little hand in his hand and gently kissed the back of it.

Good morning, Nami.

The morning atmosphere was so beautiful that Victor had no intention of getting up right away.

He flipped over and pinned Nami beneath him.

He placed his hands on either side of her body, looking down at her.

Nami's face flushed instantly, and she playfully pushed Viktor's shoulder:

"I...we did it several times last night...isn't that enough?"

"not enough."

Viktor lowered his head:

"That was last night's payment. This is the morning's interest."

"Hate……"

Although she said that, Nami's body language betrayed her honesty in a cute way.

Her legs wrapped around Victor's waist like vines, and her arms encircled his neck.

A short while later.

The already messy bed began to tremble rhythmically once again.

The suppressed breathing mingled with the sound of water in the early morning, adding a unique touch to this beautiful morning.

After a night of passion.

The two finally got up and changed their clothes.

Standing in front of a huge floor-length mirror.

Nami was standing on tiptoe, carefully adjusting Viktor's shirt collar.

"Thanks."

Viktor lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then turned around very naturally and helped Nami zip up the somewhat tight zipper on her back.

"Phew... It's a little tight." Nami took a breath.

"Have you been eating too many sweets lately?" Victor teased.

"Shut up! It's muscles! Muscles!" Nami turned around and glared at him, then couldn't help but laugh herself.

This unspoken understanding makes them seem like an old married couple who have been together for many years.

After tidying up, Viktor took Nami's hand, their fingers intertwined, and pushed open the door.

……

The restaurant on the first floor of the hotel.

This place has been booked out by the Straw Hat crew.

"Oh, so you've finally decided to give it up?"

Zoro was sitting at the table, propping his head up with one hand.

Seeing the two walking down hand in hand, Zoro couldn't help but yawn and roll his eyes.

"Setting off flashbangs so early in the morning, aren't they afraid of blinding people?"

"Oh dear, is the swordsman jealous?"

Robin sat opposite him, holding an elegant glass of red wine.

She smiled as she looked at Viktor and Nami, her eyes filled with a knowing, teasing look:

"Hehehe... Judging from Nami's complexion, she must have slept very well last night, right? Or... didn't sleep much?"

"Sister Robin!!"

Nami's face instantly turned bright red, like a ripe apple. She quickly let go of Viktor's hand, sat down, and grabbed a piece of bread to hide her embarrassment: "E-eat!"

Victor, however, remained completely unfazed and calmly pulled out a chair and sat down.

Good morning, everyone.

"Early morning my foot! The meat's almost gone!"

Usopp, holding a fork, was engaged in a fierce battle to defend his food with Chopper beside him.

"Ah!! Luffy!! That's my bacon!!"

Chopper yelled in dissatisfaction, tears welling in his eyes, "Don't eat it all!!"

Just as this cozy yet noisy breakfast time was halfway through.

Sudden.

A huge commotion erupted outside the restaurant.

"Lieutenant General!! Please wait!!"

"That won't work! That's a wall!"

"Lieutenant General! Please use the main entrance! That's a load-bearing wall!!"

"Enough talk! I can go wherever I want!!"

The old but powerful voice had just fallen.

"BOOM————————!!!!!"

A deafening roar shattered the restaurant's tranquility.

No one knocked on the door.

The restaurant's half-meter-thick stone exterior wall was violently blasted apart from the outside in an instant.

Countless pebbles flew like cannonballs, and billowing dust rushed in.

"Enemy attack?!"

Zoro reacted the fastest, instantly drawing three swords with a sharp look in his eyes.

Sanji immediately shielded everyone, flames erupting from his legs.

The smoke and dust cleared.

An old man with white hair and a burly build like a bear strode in, wearing a coat with the word "Justice" on it and a strange dog-head hat.

He ignored Zoro and Sanji, who were standing by in a tense standoff.

Ignoring the pebbles scattered on the ground, he walked straight to the end of the dining table.

There, Luffy was still fast asleep, stuffing a piece of meat into his mouth.

The old man walked up to Luffy and stopped.

He slowly raised his enormous fist, and without any fancy movements, simply smashed it down.

"Bang!!"

A deafeningly loud bang.

Luffy's rubber head was smashed directly into the hard wooden floor by this punch, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

"Ouch!!!"

next second.

Luffy suddenly woke up and pulled his head out of the floor.

He clutched the rapidly swelling bump on his head with both hands, tears streaming down his face, and let out a heart-wrenching scream:

"It hurts so much!!! It hurts so much!!!"

"What's going on?!"

"Isn't Luffy a rubber man? Ordinary attacks shouldn't affect him! Why is he crying out in pain?!"

"How is this possible..." Nami was also dumbfounded.

Luffy screamed and looked up with teary eyes, trying to see who had ambushed him so early in the morning.

However, when he saw the old man standing in front of him picking his nose...

Luffy's angry expression froze instantly, then turned into extreme terror, his face turning deathly pale.

"Grandpa...Grandpa?!!!!!"

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone was frozen in shock, their jaws slamming to the ground.

"Huh?!!"

The gasps of the crowd nearly lifted the roof off:

"Grandpa?! Luffy's grandpa is a Marine?!"

"What kind of family is this?!"

The old man wearing the dog-head hat—

Monkey D. Garp completely ignored everyone's shock.

He picked his nose and said with righteous indignation:

"Because it's the 'Iron Fist of Love,' it's impossible to defend against."

After saying that, Garp glared at Luffy and roared:

"You little rascal! You've caused such a huge mess!"

"You've ruined Enies Lobby! You've completely disgraced me!!"

"But... it was to save Robin!" Luffy tried to explain.

"How dare you talk back!"

Garp raised his fist as if to strike, and Luffy was so frightened that he covered his head and crouched down to defend himself.

After disciplining his grandson, Garp's gaze began to sweep across the restaurant.

His gaze swept over Zoro and Sanji, finally settling on the ever-smiling Viktor.

That look in his eyes.

In that instant, Viktor felt as if he were being watched by an ancient behemoth.

The oppressive feeling, heavy as a mountain, even surpassed the feeling he had when facing Admiral Aokiji.

"Oh?"

Garp narrowed his eyes, a meaningful smile spreading across his lips:

"Is this the 'Crimson Lotus' Viktor who's been making headlines lately?"

Karp strode up to Viktor and looked him up and down:

"Although you look harmless... the smell of blood on you is quite strong."

"I heard..."

Karp's voice deepened, carrying a hint of scrutiny:

"So you're the one who chopped off that piece of trash Spandam's head?"

The atmosphere in the restaurant instantly froze.

Nami nervously grabbed Victor's clothes.

Viktor took a deep breath and did not back down.

He met Garp's gaze with neither servility nor arrogance:

"Nice to meet you, Vice Admiral Garp."

"If we hadn't killed him, your grandson... and all of us, would probably have been blasted to smithereens by his Buster Call by now."

"I just did the necessary 'cleanup work'."

Hearing this blunt reply...

Karp was taken aback.

next second.

"Hahahahahahaha!!!!"

Garp suddenly burst into a hearty laugh, laughing so hard that tears almost streamed down his face.

He slapped Viktor's shoulder hard, almost knocking him into the ground:

"Well said!! That's unique!!"

"That good-for-nothing deserves to die! I've disliked him for a long time!"

"Although Sengoku was furious in his office about this and wanted me to take you all back..."

"But I'm really happy about it! Well done, kid!"

Everyone: "..."

What's wrong with this old man?

What's your stance?

What about the navy's prestige?

After laughing his fill, Garp waved his hand and shouted to the group of dumbfounded Marines outside:

"Hey! You guys! Come in and fix this wall!"

"Yes, Lieutenant General!" The soldiers ran in with long faces to become bricklayers.

Garp casually pulled up a chair, sat down, grabbed the meat from Luffy's plate, and started eating, as if the tense atmosphere from just moments ago had never existed.

"Oh, right, Luffy."

While chewing on a senbei (rice cracker), Garp asked casually, as if suddenly remembering something:

"Did you see your father when you were in Loguetown?"

Luffy, who was rubbing the bump on his head, tilted his head blankly upon hearing this:

"dad?"

"Do I still have a father? Haven't I always only had my grandfather?"

Everyone burst into laughter again: "What kind of monkey sprang from a rock?!"

"Oh, right, you haven't seen him before."

Garp scratched his head, his tone relaxed:

"It's Monkey D. Dragon."

"The leader of that revolutionary army is Dragon, whom the World Government calls 'the world's most vicious criminal'."

He is your father.

"..."

The restaurant fell into a deathly silence once again.

One second later.

"Eh—!!"

Aside from Luffy still picking his nose, the entire Straw Hat crew was petrified, their eyes bulging out of their sockets and their jaws dislocated.

"The leader of the revolutionary army?!?"

"That most vicious criminal?!?"

"Is he Luffy's dad?!?!"

"What kind of monsters are these people?!"

Garp, seeing everyone's reactions, laughed heartily, completely unconcerned.

"Hahaha! It sounds like I said something really shocking! Just pretend I didn't!"

"How could we pretend we didn't say anything?!" Everyone complained in unison.

Viktor, rubbing his forehead, looked at this family of clowns and sighed helplessly.

"So this is... the D clan?"