One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

After a while.

On the deck of the Sunny.

A grand banquet to celebrate the victory and the addition of new partners is in full swing.

Sanji kept bringing out mouthwatering, exquisite dishes from the kitchen.

The huge roasted meat sizzled and dripped with oil, emitting an enticing aroma.

The hearty seafood risotto was stuffed with fresh shrimp and scallops bigger than a fist.

There were also exquisite desserts prepared especially for the ladies on the side.

"Delicious! Delicious! Meat! More meat!"

Luffy's eyes gleamed like searchlights.

His hands moved like blurs, frantically sweeping up the food in front of him like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves, his mouth stuffed full, making it difficult for him to even speak clearly.

Chopper, who was already tipsy after drinking some of the special juice, completely let loose.

He stuck two chopsticks into his two nostrils.

With his arm around the equally unrefined Usopp, they performed a comical "chopstick dance" in the middle of the deck, eliciting bursts of laughter from the entire audience.

"Lasu" is currently lying on the grass.

Its two short front paws were tightly protecting a piece of meat with bone that was larger than its entire body.

Its tail wagged like a small propeller, and its face was covered in oil from eating.

When Brooke, who had just boarded the ship, curiously approached and tried to touch the magical dog.

Rasu immediately raised his head alertly and barked a protective bark at the skeleton.

Brooke laughed out loud at his fierce look.

Meanwhile, Clay was circling in mid-air, searching for his target.

With its agile speed.

Like a black lightning bolt, it accurately snatched a fine snack from beside Zoro's wine cup.

"You bastard! You stinky bird! Give me back my snack!"

Zoro was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead, and he cursed at the sky.

Clay, meanwhile, leisurely perched on the tallest mast.

While chewing on delicious snacks to go with his drinks, he let out arrogant laughter.

In the corners of the revelry, the atmosphere was quite different.

Victor leaned lazily against the base of the mainmast, holding a wine glass in his hand.

He gently swirled the crimson liquid inside, watching his boisterous companions with a smile.

Nami had just finished a fierce battle and had drunk some strong red wine.

Her cheeks were flushed, like ripe apples, and her beautiful eyes held a hint of dreamy intoxication.

She staggered over to Viktor.

Without any hesitation, she straddled him and sat down next to him.

She nestled most of her soft, delicate body into his arms without reservation.

Nami stretched out her fair arm and naturally wrapped it around Viktor's neck.

She leaned close to Viktor's ear.

Her warm breath carried the sweet scent of citrus liqueur, and she murmured in a soft voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Victor... thank you for risking your life to protect me today."

"Are your eyes... really okay?"

Feeling the warm, soft flesh in his arms, Viktor reached out and firmly embraced Nami's slender waist.

He lowered his head slightly, his nose gently brushing against Nami's pert nose, a doting smile curving his lips.

"As long as you behave well and don't cause me any trouble, everything will be fine."

Before Nami could react, Viktor naturally turned his head away.

He planted a deep kiss, thick with the scent of strong wine, on those two alluring, soft red lips.

"Well……"

Nami let out a soft, alluring moan.

She didn't push Viktor away; instead, she obediently closed her eyes.

Her hands involuntarily gripped Viktor's shirt collar, responding passionately.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Nami was panting, and the blush on her face spread all the way to her ears.

She leaned close to Viktor's ear, her voice as soft as a feather:

"I'll reward you tonight..."

The intimate interaction between the two, oblivious to everyone else, was not missed by Robin, who was sitting on a recliner not far away.

Robin held a steaming cup of coffee, elegantly crossing her long, straight legs.

She rested her delicate chin on her hand, gazing at the lovers beneath the mast who seemed to merge into one.

"Hehe... the first mate's 'treatment' method is indeed unique and highly effective."

Robin took a sip of coffee, his eyes sparkling:

"It seems our navigator is destined to be very tired tonight."

Hearing Robin's blunt and blatant teasing...

Nami, who was already shy because of the alcohol, was instantly so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear.

She gasped and buried her flushed face deep into Viktor's broad chest.

Victor remained unperturbed by Robin's teasing.

A slight smile played on his lips.

Without any hesitation, he picked up his glass of red wine and raised it towards Robin.

His deep black eyes were filled with the subtle tension and unspoken implications unique to adults.

She retaliated against Viktor's aggressive gaze.

Even Robin, who was usually calm and composed, had a rare blush creep up her pale cheeks.

She turned her head away somewhat awkwardly, pretending to look at the scenery on the sea.

After a brief, ambiguous exchange, Viktor dropped the joke on his face.

His gaze swept past the crowd.

Ultimately, the blame fell on the skeleton musician who was causing trouble with Luffy and the others.

Viktor was well aware of how the plot was going to unfold.

He knew it was time, in this joyous moment, to finally untie the knot in the heart of this lonely skeleton that had been sealed for half a century.

Victor put down his glass and deliberately raised his voice.

He turned to Zoro and Sanji, who were drinking on the other side, and exclaimed loudly in a casual tone:

"Speaking of which, the size of that ancient demon Oz is really ridiculously exaggerated."

Viktor paused, then glanced meaningfully in Brook's direction:

"But thinking about it carefully..."

"That guy was as big as a mountain."

"It's about the same size as the island whale we encountered at Twin Capes of Reverse Mountain when we first entered the Grand Line—'Laboon'."

The moment the word "Labu" was clearly and unmistakably uttered from Viktor's mouth.

Brooke was holding a freshly poured cup of hot black tea, ready to continue his skull jokes.

But the moment he heard the name, his movements froze in mid-air, like a real skeleton.

"Crack!"

Brooke loosened his grip, and the delicate porcelain cup fell onto the hard deck.

The teacup shattered instantly, spilling scalding hot black tea all over the floor.

Brooke's entire body, devoid of any flesh or bone, trembled violently at this moment, making a "crackling" sound.

He turned his head sharply, his previously empty eye sockets now fixed intently on Viktor:

"First mate...you just said...Labu?!"

Luffy, who was eating meat with gusto, suddenly stopped chewing.

Usopp, who was dancing, suddenly widened his eyes and stopped in his tracks.

Usopp, as if struck by lightning, pointed at Brook in shock and stammered:

"Wait! Wait!"

"The way you look..."

"Uncle Crocus of Twin Capes said so!"

"Laboon keeps ramming its head against the Red Line because it's waiting for a group of pirates from the West Blue!"

"Those pirates love to sing..."

Usopp swallowed hard. "Hey, skeleton, could you be...?"

Zoro, who was standing nearby, also put down his wine glass.

"Huh? Are you kidding me...?"

"You're that whale, one of those pirates who waited at Twin Capes for fifty years?!"

Amidst this breathtaking shock, Luffy stood up.

He strode up to Brooke, who was trembling all over.

Luffy, adjusting his straw hat, looked at the newly joined musician and grinned earnestly.

"Oh! Is that so? That's wonderful!"

Luffy loudly proclaimed, "Brook! Laboon is doing great! He's full of energy!"

"Moreover, I even used this straw hat to make a duel with him, a duel between men!"

"He's currently waiting patiently for us to come back to him!"

Upon hearing this news...

Hearing that his companion, whom he regarded as a child but felt deeply guilty for being unable to keep his promise, was still alive.

While they were still healthy and full of hope, waiting for them at Twin Capes.

Brooke's ravaged soul could no longer hold on.

"thump."

He knelt heavily on the deck.

Brooke stretched out her hands, now nothing but bare bones, and tightly covered her face, a face that could never shed a tear.

It spanned fifty years of solitude.

In the desolate and gloomy Devil's Triangle, he wandered in despair, surrounded by the remains of his companions.

That deep-seated loneliness and guilt, more terrifying than death itself.

At that moment, it all turned into a tearless sob.

"Waaaaaaahh ...

"That's great...that's really great...Lab is still alive..."

Brooke knelt on the ground, crying like a child who had finally found a home.

His voice was hoarse and trembling:

"These long and painful fifty years... I'm really... really grateful that I survived!!!"

Under the silent gaze of everyone.

Brooke reached out with trembling hands and opened his skull, which had once been split open.

He carefully retrieved a perfectly preserved conch shell from the depths of the empty skull.

That was his most precious treasure, and also the promise they made to Raab.

Brooke pressed the switch with trembling fingers.

A song, slightly noisy yet full of boldness, tragedy, and endless joy, slowly drifted out from the soundbox.

Fifty years ago, the entire Rumbar Pirates were facing imminent annihilation.

For the sake of Labu in the distance, they used the last bit of strength of their lives to sing their final swan song together.

Brooke stood up and placed the microphone aside.

He set up the somewhat worn violin, took a deep breath, and then began to play.

The sounds of those former companions of Soundberg, long gone.

With his weathered yet hopeful voice, Brook sang a great hymn to all pirates on this brand-new pirate ship.

"Yohohoho~ Yohohoho~"

"Bring Binks's liquor to your side..."

"Riding the waves, I roam freely, the waves accompanying the setting sun..."

Beautiful piano music and choral singing filled the deck of the Sunshine.

Luffy, Usopp, Chopper, and the others also started clapping along to the rhythm.

"Yohohoho~ Yohohoho~"