One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Victor gazed at the flawless and alluring body in his arms.

Feel that amazing softness and breathtaking curve.

Viktor, who had just woken up, had a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

He ultimately couldn't resist the allure of the morning, and couldn't help but lower his head, burying his face deeply in her astonishingly full breasts, rubbing against them with unrestrained abandon.

I thoroughly enjoyed a rare "facial cleanser" service.

The deep, cool, and captivating floral fragrance instantly filled my nostrils, intoxicating me.

"Well……"

Robin, fast asleep, felt a strange movement in his chest.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she let out a soft groan tinged with a hint of languor and dissatisfaction.

She didn't open her eyes, but instinctively reached out her fair arms and grabbed Victor's still-moving head, pressing him down to stop him from causing further trouble.

And so, Victor buried his face in Robin's soft bosom.

Listening to her steady and strong heartbeat, he closed his eyes and rested for a while, feeling incredibly content.

A moment later.

So as not to wake the woman in my arms who was exhausted from last night's work.

Viktor gently pulled his slightly numb arm from under Robin's neck.

As he got up, he thoughtfully pulled over the thin blanket beside him and carefully tucked the corners of the blanket around her.

The large expanse of stunning spring scenery and ambiguous red marks, enough to make any normal man's nose bleed instantly, were completely concealed.

Victor walked to the wardrobe and casually put on a loose and comfortable white silk shirt.

Back at the bedside, he placed a gentle good morning kiss on Robin's smooth forehead.

Then, Victor pushed open the door and walked out of the girls' dormitory, looking refreshed.

"Squeak."

However, as soon as Victor stepped out of the carpeted corridor of the girls' dormitory, he paused slightly.

He bumped right into someone who was also up early, carrying an enormous, custom-made barbell with an extremely heavy weight on his shoulder.

Zoro is preparing to head to the deck for his hellish morning training.

They met on a narrow path.

Zoro stopped his heavy steps.

He glanced at the room Victor had just left.

Immediately afterwards, the great swordsman's gaze shifted slightly downwards, landing on Viktor's open white shirt collar.

Around her firm collarbone and neck, several conspicuous, thin scratch marks belonging to a woman were clearly visible, along with a few ambiguous red marks of varying shades.

The corridor of the girls' dormitory fell into absolute silence for three seconds.

Three seconds later.

Zoro wasn't surprised.

He simply raised his right eyebrow with complete composure.

On that resolute and cold face, a slight, teasing smile slowly curved at the corner of his mouth.

"call--"

Zoro broke the silence with a meaningful, understated tone:

"You're in good health, you damn first mate."

Faced with Zoro's blunt and blatant teasing, Viktor showed no embarrassment or attempt to hide his feelings.

His smile deepened, forming a lazy and composed arc.

Viktor stepped forward, extended his right hand, and patted Zoro's shoulder lightly.

"That's natural."

Viktor chuckled and teased him.

Keep training hard and try to catch up with me soon.

"cut."

Zoro snorted and gave Viktor a disdainful look.

He gripped the barbell with both hands again, took steady steps, and continued walking towards the turf deck.

A fleeting moment as we brushed past each other.

The unspoken understanding between the two men was already evident in their words.

……

Victor walked leisurely onto the wide grassy deck with his hands in his pockets.

He faced the rising sun and took a deep breath of the fresh, sweet sea breeze.

At this moment, on the huge lion's head at the bow of the Sunshine,

The newly boarded musician, Brooke, was already seated there.

Facing the sea breeze, he set up his beloved violin, his fingers dancing merrily on the strings, playing a light, elegant, and vibrant morning song.

The beautiful piano music, like a morning bell awakening all things, drifted throughout the entire ship.

Accompanied by this cheerful melody, the wooden door to the men's dormitory creaked open.

Luffy, Usopp, and Chopper all sported messy hair.

Rubbing his eyes and yawning exaggeratedly, he groggily crawled out of the cabin.

The song ended.

Brooke put down her violin and stood up.

He very gentlemanly removed his worn-out top hat and gave a graceful hat-tipping gesture to the newly awakened crowd.

Good morning, everyone!

A light seemed to flicker in Brooke's empty eye sockets:

"Seeing such bright and warm sunshine today."

"I feel like I'm bursting with boundless energy!"

He paused, then abruptly changed his tone, letting out his signature skeletal laugh:

"Ah... although I am just an old bone that has long been dried up, without even a trace of muscle!"

"Yohohohohoho!"

"Hahahahaha!"

This classic skull joke instantly and accurately hit the funny bone of the Straw Hat crew.

The innocent Chopper immediately cooperated by holding his furry belly and laughing uproariously on the deck.

Luffy exaggeratedly lay down on the grass, pounded the ground with his hands, and rolled around laughing.

Usopp, standing to the side, had already put on his professional windproof goggles.

He excitedly leaned on the railing of the ship's side and, like Victor, took a deep breath of the fresh sea breeze.

The morning on the Sunshine was filled with a long-lost hustle and bustle and vibrant life.

……

Half an hour later, it was time for breakfast.

The entire crew gradually gathered in the luxurious and spacious restaurant of the Sunshine.

Sanji had already laid out a sumptuous breakfast on the long dining table, which was filled with an enticing aroma.

"Squeak."

The restaurant's wooden door was pushed open.

Nami walked in with light, quick steps.

Today, she specially changed into a refreshing orange spaghetti strap mini dress, which perfectly showcased her youthful and invincible figure.

What's remarkable is her complexion.

After experiencing a series of shocks and physical exhaustion yesterday, her originally pale face has now become unusually rosy and radiant.

Her skin seemed to be so supple it could be squeezed for moisture, like a rose in full bloom, having absorbed the sweet dew of the morning.

Nami completely ignored Sanji's frantic fawning over her, his eyes sparkling with hearts.

He walked straight to Viktor's side and sat down next to him.

She naturally picked up her fork and steadily placed the plumpest fried sausage from her plate onto Victor's plate.

Nami rested her chin on her hand, her beautiful, large eyes gazing at Viktor with a watery look:

"Victor, eat more meat."

"Last night...it was so tiring, you need to replenish your energy."

"Cough cough..."

Usopp, who was drinking water, almost choked. He felt that the navigator's words today had a hidden meaning.

Viktor looked at the sausage on the plate, nodded with a smile, and unceremoniously cut off a piece and put it in his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the restaurant door was pushed open again.

Robin walked in gracefully.

Today she was wearing an extremely fitted high-necked purple knit top and a slim-fitting black pencil skirt.

The tight-fitting knit fabric breathtakingly accentuated her stunningly full bust and slender waist.

If Nami is a rose with morning dew...

At this moment, Robin exuded the charm of a mature woman who had been nourished and was in full bloom, and every smile and frown of hers was fatally attractive.

Robin was holding a steaming cup of black coffee.

She walked gracefully to the person directly opposite Victor, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

When Victor raised his eyes and looked at her across the table.

Robin parted her red lips slightly and smiled at him, a smile that held endless charm and profound meaning.

next second.

Underneath the large, long dining table covered with a floor-length tablecloth.

Robin casually crossed his legs.

Then, she gently wiggled her ankle, and the black high heel slipped off silently.

Immediately afterwards, Robin used her incredibly delicate toes, encased in thin black stockings, to accurately locate her target on the other side.

She very discreetly rubbed her toes along the edge of Viktor's calf, little by little, upwards.

Victor paused slightly as he used the silver knife and fork to cut the steak.

He slowly raised his deep, dark eyes, meeting Robin's deep, beautiful eyes across the table, which held a half-smile.

One is a young navigator sitting beside you, openly and considerately caring for you.

One is a cunning archaeologist sitting opposite, secretly teasing her with his silk-stockinged feet.

The subtle and overt concern shown by the two stunning beauties at the dinner table made Viktor feel incredibly pleased.

On the surface, he remained as still as a meditating monk, as if nothing had happened under the table.

Breakfast time was spent pleasantly in this noisy atmosphere.

"belch--!"

After eating and drinking his fill, Luffy let out a loud, long burp.

He suddenly jumped up from his chair, placing both feet directly on the edge of the dining table, and carelessly touched his David belt.

Luffy shouted excitedly:

"Great!!! Our new friend Brook has joined us successfully! We've had our fill of meat!"

"Everyone! Next, we're heading at full speed towards that destination!!!"

Upon hearing the captain's question, Nami put down her juice.

She resumed her professional navigator demeanor and took out the glass-like recording pointer from her wrist.

Watching the pointer inside the glass sphere, pointing straight ahead very steadily.

Nami smiled confidently and loudly reported to the entire group:

"According to the log pointer, as long as we keep moving forward along this current route without deviating from it..."

"We will then reach the end of the first half of the Grand Line."

"That's the massive red earth continent that encircles the entire world!"

"The Red Line, huh...?"

Victor leaned back in his comfortable chair and took a sip of his bitter, rich black coffee.

His gaze drifted through the window to the horizon, and the unfolding plot began to play out in his mind.

Below the Red Line... lies the Sabaody Archipelago.

That is the transportation hub that all pirates heading to the New World must pass through.

The gathering place for supernovas with bounties of over 100 million in various sea areas.

The Celestial Dragons, arrogant and self-proclaimed descendants of the Creator, live in a lawless paradise.

Of course, there's also the legendary figure who lives in seclusion there—'Pluto' Rayleigh.

Victor put down his coffee cup: "I'm really looking forward to the rest of the journey."

"Wow! This sounds so interesting!" Luffy's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Now that the goal is clear!"

Franky, shirtless, poked his head in from the deck, clasped his arms together in front of his chest, striking that classic five-pointed star pose:

"SUPER————!!!"

"Let's go, my little ones!"

With Franky maneuvering, the massive mainsail of the Golden Sun was completely filled by the strong morning sea breeze.

The flag with the straw hat and skull printed on it fluttered in the wind.

This is a dream ship that carries our dreams.

Cutting through the vast, azure waves before us, and facing the hopeful sunrise, we speed towards a brand new legend filled with even more unknowns and challenges.