One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

They had finished the brutal, devilish training in the underground training ground.

Viktor casually grabbed a black coat draped over his shoulders and put it on.

He didn't even button up a single button, leaving his sweat-covered chest and abdominal muscles exposed to the air.

He walked with a slightly languid gait, slowly making his way through the deep corridor carved from hard rock at the Revolutionary Army base.

The underground passages of Baltimore always carried a lingering chill, but at this moment, Victor's heart was filled with warmth.

Just thinking about that suite at the end of the corridor, which was exclusively theirs, and his elegant and beautiful girlfriend who was always waiting for him under the lamplight.

The sharpness in his eyes melted away instantly, like ice and snow melting, transforming into a deep, unyielding smile.

That was his safe haven.

Victor walked to the door, reached out and grasped the handle, and gently pushed open the heavy door of the spacious suite.

"Click".

At the very moment he stepped into the room, the frosted glass door to the bathroom on the inside of the suite was pushed open from the inside.

Accompanied by the soft click of the door hinges.

A warm, white mist, carrying the fresh scent of rose shower gel, drifted out of the bathroom like a veil, instantly making the air in the entire room enchanting and moist.

Amidst the swirling white mist, Robin held a soft, dry white towel in one hand, gently wiping his still dripping, wet, long black hair.

Four months of spending every day and night together and being intimate with each other had made them extremely familiar with each other's bodies and lifestyles.

The tacit understanding between them had reached the point where they could understand each other's thoughts with just a glance.

Robin was completely oblivious to the fact that her stunningly beautiful, naked body was now exposed to the cool air.

Her fair skin was still covered with glistening water droplets.

Water droplets slid slowly down her slender swan neck and perfect collarbone, like a masterpiece of art just emerged from a bath.

Hearing the door open, she simply stopped what she was doing.

She then raised her deep, beautiful eyes and looked at the man who had just returned from the training ground.

Viktor stood at the doorway, watching the exceptionally pleasing scene before him, and a wicked smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

He strode forward with long strides, stretching out his strong arms, wanting to pull the alluring beauty before him directly into his embrace.

However, Robin, who always obeyed him, frowned his beautiful eyebrows, which was quite rare at this moment.

She parted her red lips slightly, extended a long, slender, white index finger, and accurately placed it against Viktor's burning chest, preventing him from getting closer.

"Ugh...you're covered in sweat and sand, you're filthy, go take a shower."

Robin slightly raised his chin, his tone carrying a hint of deliberate "disdain".

A sly smile lingered in her beautiful eyes.

Faced with Robin's coquettish "disdain".

Viktor showed no sign of backing down; on the contrary, the smile in his eyes deepened.

He smiled and grabbed Robin's wrist, which was pressed against his chest, then stretched out his long arm and tightly embraced her slender waist.

With a gasp from Robin, Victor scooped her up in his arms.

"Fine, since you think I'm dirty, then I'll do as you say."

Victor lowered his head, his nose almost touching Robin's, his warm breath spraying onto her face.

"Let's go take a shower together now."

Having said that, he turned around, holding the soft, fragrant woman in his arms, and strode towards the bathroom where the warm steam had not yet completely dissipated.

Robin was so startled by his sudden and domineering action that she was suspended in mid-air, instinctively making a symbolic struggle.

She then realized that any resistance would be futile.

She could only sigh helplessly and obediently rest her fair cheek on his broad and sturdy shoulder.

"Really..."

Robin pouted her red lips slightly and let out a sigh that was both incredibly alluring and tinged with a hint of melancholy.

"It's been so long, you... can't you get enough of doing this every day...?"

Although he muttered complaints about his insatiable demands, Robin's body was much more honest than his mind.

Like a kitten that has found a source of warmth, she nestled obediently in the man's hormone-filled embrace.

Her hands naturally wrapped around his neck, and she didn't struggle any further.

The glass door to the bathroom was locked tightly from the inside with a "click".

The showerhead was turned back on, and the sound of warm water gurgling once again filled the small space.

Through the hazy frosted glass, amidst the rising white steam, two slender figures overlapped seamlessly.

A perfectly coordinated "special bathroom CG" segment....

Amidst the blush-inducing, heart-pounding sound of water, the scene unfolds passionately.

……

After a long while, the sound of water in the bathroom finally stopped completely.

Robin, whose body was sore and weak, was wrapped in a bath towel and carried back to the bedroom by Victor.

The two embraced and lay comfortably on the soft, large bed.

Robin leaned lazily against Victor's arm, like a pool of spring water.

Her exquisitely beautiful face still bore a faint blush and a captivating springtime charm.

She closed her eyes and breathed evenly.

Her slender, pale fingers were idly tracing circles on Viktor's muscular chest.

Victor put one arm around her shoulder and used the other to play with a strand of Robin's soft black hair that fell over her shoulder, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.

After a moment, Victor spoke softly, breaking the silence in the room:

"Robin, my Haki training with Dragon has come to an end."

"The foundation has been largely laid; what remains is to transform through real-life, life-or-death combat."

He paused, his deep gaze fixed on the ceiling, and continued calmly:

"So, I plan to leave Baltigue for a while."

Upon hearing this, Robin paused slightly as he drew circles with his fingers, slowly opened his eyes, and looked up at him.

Viktor lowered his head to meet her gaze, a gentle smile playing on his lips:

"I'm going to find our family's little thief cat."

Viktor pondered to himself.

He thought that Robin would hear that he was going to leave her at this time and go to find another woman in the pirate crew on her own.

Even though Robin and Nami have always been as close as sisters.

But as a lover, she would inevitably feel a little jealous, or a deep reluctance to part ways.

After all, they had been inseparable for the past four months.

However, things took an unexpected turn.

Upon hearing the news of his departure, Robin was visibly stunned for a moment, her beautiful eyes widening slightly.

Immediately afterwards, she did not show any signs of sadness, distress, or jealousy.

Instead, under Victor's incredulous gaze...

Robin's battered body visibly let out a long sigh of relief.

She didn't even try to stop her.

In those eyes, which were full of intellectual brilliance, there was even an undisguised hint of relief and an uncontainable smile, as if they were finally free.

Even though Robin tried her best to control her facial expressions, she couldn't suppress the slight upturn at the corners of her mouth.

He looked at the woman in his arms, who showed no sadness at his departure.

Instead, he smiled smugly, as if to say, "Thank God you're finally leaving."

Viktor's face darkened instantly, his handsome eyebrows furrowed dangerously, and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.

"Oh? You seem quite pleased, Ms. Nicole Robin..."

Viktor looked at her and couldn't help but laugh and scold her, feeling both annoyed and amused.

"Looks like I've been too gentle with you in bed!"

Before Robin could even realize she'd been exposed, Victor swiftly flipped over.

Like a nimble black panther locking onto its prey, he once again firmly pinned Robin down beneath him, who had just emerged from a fierce battle and hadn't had a chance to rest and recover.

She could feel the dangerous aura and irresistible power emanating from the man.

A flicker of panic finally crossed Robin's eyes, and she instinctively tried to shrink back.

Victor placed his hands on either side of her ears, looking down at her condescendingly.

"Since I'm about to leave Baltigue, I'm leaving you here alone."

"Before I leave..."

"As your husband, I have to do my duty and make sure you're well fed."

Upon hearing this blunt declaration, Robin instantly understood what was about to happen.

Her already flushed cheeks turned bright red with embarrassment, and she quickly reached out her hands to press against his chest, trying to make a final struggle.

"Um... wait, wait a minute... you've misunderstood!"

Robin's voice instantly became incredibly charming, even carrying a soft, pleading tone.

"What I mean is, I'll miss you so much, Victor... um... husband..."

She tried to quell the physical monster's desire for punishment by using this name that she rarely uttered.

However, Victor just chuckled and completely ignored Robin's suddenly coquettish "husband" plea for mercy.

He lowered his head and gave her a passionate, deep kiss, tinged with a hint of punishment, mercilessly silencing any pleas for mercy she was about to utter.

"Waaah..."

The temperature in the room spiked again in an instant.

The second battle between the first mate and the cunning archaeologist raged once again on this long and enchanting night on White Earth Island.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.