One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Looking at the glaring crack on the table and the man's smiling eyes.

Mrs. Shirley, who was usually lazy and composed, seemed to have all her blood and energy drained away.

She was so frightened that her legs went weak and she collapsed onto the soft sofa, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"It's ruined... completely ruined..." Mrs. Shirley's face was deathly pale, devoid of any color.

She stretched out a trembling finger, pointing at the smiling Victor, then at Luffy who was still rubbing his belly, and muttered to herself.

"You are jinxes...you are the jinxes that will bring utter destruction to this Fishman Island..."

Upon hearing this chilling prophecy, Kemi, who was standing to the side, was instantly at a loss.

Her hands were clasped together, her eyes filled with panic.

As a native of Fishman Island, she knew very well that Mrs. Shirley's divinations were always 100% accurate and had never been wrong.

But the people in front of me are clearly the saviors who pulled me out of hell in the Sabaody Archipelago two years ago!

How could she possibly face this cruel prophecy?

However, compared to Madam Shirley's extreme fear and Camie's inner turmoil, Nami, whose mind was just filled with romantic fantasies, had completely lost focus at this moment.

Her mind was filled with deep regret.

Nami braced her hands on the table, staring intently at the completely shattered crystal ball, grabbing her long, flowing orange hair in frustration, and loudly complaining:

"Ugh! Why did it have to break at this time?! I still have so many important questions I want to ask!"

Seeing Nami's exasperated and greedy expression, Viktor's smile deepened.

He thought Nami just wanted to ask about gold coins and treasure.

He turned around and, quite naturally, reached out his palm and gently ruffled Nami's beautiful orange hair.

"Okay, stop worrying about it."

"The future is in our own hands; we just need to create it."

"We don't need to rely on a broken stone to show us the way forward."

Hearing the man's domineering yet gentle words, Nami's initial annoyance vanished instantly.

Feeling the warm touch on her head, her cheeks flushed uncontrollably, and she instantly became like a docile kitten, obediently lowering her head and softly saying "Oh".

Just as the atmosphere here was getting a little awkward, a commotion came from the large sofa on the other side of the coffee shop.

Having just received a blood transfusion and finally pulled out of danger, Sanji let out a weak groan and slowly woke up.

"I'm saved... Which beautiful and kind mermaid lady extended a loving helping hand to me?"

Sanji sat up groggily, still imagining the breathtakingly beautiful scene from just now, and a blissful smile crept onto his lips.

However, when Chopper and Franky approached him with embarrassed expressions and told him the cruel truth...

It wasn't a beautiful mermaid who saved his life.

Instead, it was two human-woman pirates with thick leg hair, wearing cheap lipstick and skirts.

Sanji's happy smile froze instantly.

His face turned a deathly ashen color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He felt as if he were being stared at by Medusa, and instantly turned into a lifeless, gray statue.

"thump."

The petrified Sanji knelt stiffly on the hard floor, clutching his head with both hands, letting out a heart-wrenching wail that was more desperate and agonizing than death itself.

"No—!!! My purity! My virgin blood! Kill me!!!"

Just as the coffee shop was in chaos because of Sanji's breakdown, a loud bang instantly drowned out all the other sounds.

"Gurgle gurgle—!"

Luffy touched his completely deflated stomach, his eyes blurry with hunger.

Suddenly, his nose, more sensitive than a hunting dog's, twitched violently in the air a few times, as if it had locked onto some absolutely irresistible target.

"It smells amazing! It's the incredibly delicious smell of grilled meat!"

Luffy's eyes instantly transformed into the shape of giant bones, and he shouted excitedly.

"I want to eat meat! I want big chunks of roast meat!"

Completely ignoring Mrs. Shirley's trembling warnings and Cammy's anxious attempts to stop him.

Luffy excitedly stretched out his elastic rubber arms, drawing a large arc in the air.

Upon seeing this familiar starting stance, the Straw Hat crew, who knew their captain's temperament well, secretly thought something was wrong.

They immediately and discreetly tiptoed away to avoid being dragged into the misfortune of this single-celled organism.

However, Luffy's movements were simply too fast.

His outstretched arms, like a lasso, swiftly and precisely scooped up an object in mid-air.

He grabbed Chopper and Usopp, who were trying to resist and escape, and also pulled the newcomer Brook, who hadn't even realized what was happening, under his arm.

"Hey! Luffy! Let me go! I don't want to go!" Usopp and Chopper struggled desperately, tears streaming down their faces.

Luffy's resounding cry of "Let's go!" echoed through the sky.

He led these unlucky fellows like a runaway wild boar, savagely smashing through the exquisite seashell door of the Mermaid Cafe.

Amidst flying sawdust, the group ran wildly towards the direction from which the aroma of barbecue wafted, leaving behind only a mess.

With Luffy and his crew forcibly leaving, the once crowded café suddenly felt much emptier.

At this moment, only Victor, Nami, Robin, Zoro, Sanji, and Franky remained.

Faced with this rare moment of leisure, everyone had a brief discussion.

We agreed to first explore this bustling "Coral Hill" and experience firsthand the unique culture and customs of this fish-man island, located 10,000 meters underwater.

Since they shared the same goal, everyone tacitly agreed to split up and take action.

With his hands in his pockets, Victor naturally took Nami and Robin's hands.

With two stunningly beautiful women flanking him, he left the coffee shop quietly through the back door with a leisurely smile on his face, clearly going to enjoy their private time together.

Sanji, who had just been kneeling on the ground in excruciating pain, suddenly unleashed an astonishing burst of willpower upon hearing the words "shopping."

He stood up shakily and, as if by magic, pulled a bouquet of beautiful red roses from his pocket.

The blond chef, still weak from a blood transfusion, had a burning passion in his eyes.

He vowed to return to that alluring Mermaid Bay to find his true love in the deep sea and wash away the shame of being a transvestite.

Zoro looked at Sanji's infatuated back and curled his lip in disgust.

He strode out the door, one hand on the hilt of his sword, indicating that he wanted to find a decent tavern on this bustling street and enjoy a couple of drinks of local wine.

As a result, this directionally challenged swordsman walked out of the coffee shop and confidently turned the first street corner.

He unsurprisingly became completely lost among the intricate coral reef structures, beginning his long and disorienting journey on Fishman Island.

There was no other way; Usopp and Chopper were forcibly taken away by Luffy.

Franky, this hardcore cyborg, naturally took on the important responsibility of becoming the new "zoo director".

Clay, who was preening his feathers, rested on his broad shoulders, while Rasu lay at his feet.

Surprisingly, Franky didn't rush outside like the others.

He strode with heavy, steely steps, making a clanging sound, to Mrs. Shirley, who was still slumped on the sofa.

"Ah! Why has everyone run away?!"

Looking at the empty coffee shop, Kemi was so anxious she was jumping up and down, her face full of worry.

Have they forgotten their current predicament?

"They're still wanted island-wide! It's too dangerous for them to walk around like this!"

"Hahaha! SUPER—!"

Franky struck his signature perverted pose, letting out a hearty laugh to comfort the anxious Cammy:

"Don't worry, little mermaid!"

"No matter where we go in the world, we are wanted by the entire world."

"I'm used to these kinds of small scenes!"

Then, Franky stopped his exaggerated movements, lowered his head, and his inquisitive gaze fell on the cracked crystal ball.

Curious, he stretched out his enormous mechanical hand and pointed to the divination tools on the table:

"Speaking of which, the big boss lady."

"Since this thing is cracked, can we just re-glue its structure and continue using it?"

"I'm a super skilled shipwright and inventor, maybe I can fix this thing for you."

Hearing Frankie's nonchalant words, Mrs. Shirley, who was still immersed in fear, suddenly raised her head.

She clutched the precious crystal ball to her chest, her cold eyes glaring fiercely at the reckless cyborg before her.

This usually aloof and mysterious fortune teller, unusually, lost his usual elegance and yelled at Franky:

"How could it be that simple! You're just a 'steel man' who only knows how to hammer and bang!"

"This is a sacred object that can glimpse fate!"

"Don't touch it with your robotic arm!"