One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Viktor, holding Nami and Robin's hands, quietly left the noisy vortex through the back door.

We officially entered the most bustling and vibrant central business district of Fishman Island – "Coral Hill".

The world 10,000 meters below the sea reveals a magnificent landscape completely different from Qinghai.

Everywhere you look, there are strange houses built from giant, colorful corals and large, smooth, white seashells.

In mid-air above the street, there are crisscrossing, unique waterways that resemble transparent ribbons.

It was a magical transportation network specifically designed for mermaids and fish-people to swim in the air.

To better experience the unique local customs and culture.

Nami excitedly ran to the rental shop ahead and rented a "large double-row bubble car" pulled by a huge, gentle seahorse.

This vehicle is completely encased in a giant, elastic bubble, which not only isolates you from the seawater but also allows you to enjoy the sensation of levitation.

Viktor stretched out his long legs and naturally sat down in the middle of the spacious back row.

Upon seeing this, Nami immediately rushed over like a cheerful little bird, tightly holding his left arm with both hands and pressing her soft body against his side.

Robin gently brushed a stray strand of black hair behind her ear, a graceful smile on her face, and sat down softly to Victor's right.

The seahorse let out a light neigh and pulled the bubble car smoothly forward in the transparent waterway in mid-air.

Through the transparent bubble that offered no blind spots, the three sat side by side, taking in the dreamlike and fantastical beauty of the entire underwater city.

Schools of bioluminescent fish swam curiously past the car window, and colorful coral reefs shimmered with a mesmerizing glow under the deep-sea light.

A cool, slightly salty sea breeze gently caressed my face through the bubble filtration system.

Without the disturbances of the outside world, the atmosphere at this moment is incredibly peaceful and beautiful.

Before we knew it, the bubble car slowly descended and stopped at a bustling deep-sea food plaza in Coral Hill.

The air here is filled with all sorts of novel seafood aromas, but it doesn't have the kind of rough, wild meat and bones that Luffy had been longing for.

Everywhere you look, there are uniquely shaped and exquisitely crafted deep-sea specialty snacks.

As a true dessert lover, Nami dragged Viktor through the various stalls.

I quickly bought a large portion of "deep-sea cotton candy" that emits a faint glow, as well as two beautifully designed deep-sea ice cream cones.

Nami couldn't wait and took a big bite of the marshmallow herself. The sweet taste made her squint her eyes happily.

Then, she turned around with a grin, held up another ice cream cone, and brought it directly to Victor's lips, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Open your mouth and try this!"

"The taste is amazing, completely different from what we've had on the menu!"

Looking at the orange-haired girl with an expectant expression, Viktor smiled with a mixture of helplessness and indulgence.

He lowered his head slightly and took a bite of the ice cream, the cool and sweet taste instantly spreading in his mouth.

Robin then bought a cup of steaming "seaweed tea" from an elegant shop nearby.

She held the warm teacup in both hands, gracefully sipping the unique drink with a subtle seafood flavor.

She watched with gentle, tender eyes the two people beside her who were playfully feeding each other.

Just as Robin was smiling at them, Victor suddenly stretched out his strong right arm, grabbed her slender waist, and pulled this intelligent older sister directly into his broad embrace.

Robin leaned against the man's chest, giving him a disapproving glare, but her beautiful eyes were filled with an irrepressible smile.

She tilted her head slightly, and gently pressed her luscious red lips to Viktor's cheek, whispering softly in her warm breath:

"Still so domineering, Mr. First Mate."

Nami, who was eating ice cream, saw this scene and immediately puffed up her fair cheeks in anger.

Not to be outdone, she moved closer and sat down on Viktor's lap without any hesitation.

Then she leaned back comfortably and nestled into his arms.

Viktor chuckled softly, then wrapped his arms around their slender waists, holding them firmly in his embrace.

The three of them snuggled together like that.

In a corner of this exotic food court, I enjoyed a peaceful and wonderfully leisurely time, far removed from killing and scheming.

After a satisfying meal, as a girl who naturally loves beauty, I naturally had to try on some new local clothes.

At Nami's strong suggestion, the three of them stepped into a luxuriously decorated deep-sea dress shop.

Faced with a dazzling array of exquisite costumes, Nami and Robin decided to do as the locals do and try on the unique mermaid-style clothing of Fishman Island.

Two stunningly beautiful women strolled among the clothes racks with great interest, chattering excitedly about the color and style combinations of the fabrics.

Shortly after, the locker room door was pushed open.

Robin was the first to change into a deep purple backless mermaid gown and walk out.

The silky fabric against her skin felt like a second skin, perfectly outlining her tall, voluptuous, and proud curves.

The deep purple hue complemented her long, glossy black hair.

Her mature, mysterious, and elegant temperament perfectly complemented her, making it impossible to look away.

Immediately afterwards, Nami also came out of another changing room.

Instead of choosing a long dress, she changed into a sexy beach sun protection shirt with a tropical vibe.

Her lower body was clad in hot pants, which showed off her long, straight, and fair legs.

She exudes youthful energy and vitality, yet also radiates an amazing charm.

Victor was casually sitting on the sofa in the rest area.

He rested his chin on one hand, his eyes filled with undisguised amazement and admiration, his gaze sweeping freely over his two female confidantes.

Since this high-end dress shop usually has few customers, there were no outsiders disturbing it at this moment.

The fishmonger owner of this shop is also a very sensible fellow.

Seeing Victor's extraordinary attire and aura, he kept his head down and busied himself with calculating accounts behind the counter.

Faced with all the clothes his two girlfriends tried on, Victor didn't even ask the price; he simply pulled out a handful of shiny Berry and readily paid the bill.

He then willingly slung the shopping bags over his arm without complaint, acting as the bag-carrying boyfriend for these two beautiful women.

After buying the clothes, the three continued to stroll through this fantastical city, eventually arriving at a spacious and tranquil central square.

The sky above is not obstructed by buildings, but is instead covered by a tangled network of incredibly thick tree roots.

These are the roots of the miraculous tree, "Eve the Sun Tree," which transmits sunlight from the sea surface to a depth of 10,000 meters below the seabed.

They sat down side by side on a large bench under the tree roots.

Without the relentless pursuit of the navy and the surrounding threat of powerful enemies in the New World, the atmosphere became more relaxed than ever before.

Nami gently rested her head on Viktor's broad, sturdy shoulder.

With her eyes closed, she softly recounted the arduous journey of studying meteorology day and night on the floating island of Visalia over the past year.

And the deep longing I feel for him and everyone else when the night is quiet.

Viktor listened patiently, his long, slender fingers gently stroking Nami's smooth, orange hair.

Meanwhile... his other hand was not idle.

Victor skillfully slipped his hand through the gap in her clothes, gently caressing and stroking Robin's beautiful body as she sat on the other side.

Robin's breath hitched slightly as she felt the intense heat emanating from her waist and the large, mischievous hand.

She turned her head and gave the audacious man a disapproving look, her coquettish gaze seemingly blaming him for his philandering and greed.

But her body was more honest than her reason; instead of moving away, she obediently moved even closer to Viktor.

They silently tolerated his outrageous behavior in broad daylight.

The long separation of more than a year has not diminished the bond and longing between them.

On the contrary, it is like a fine vintage wine buried deep underground, becoming more and more intense and mellow.

In the square, the light cast by "Sun Tree Eve" is soft and warm.

A few glowing fish occasionally swim by, like shooting stars in the night sky, embellishing this dreamlike deep-sea scene.

The atmosphere was built to its peak without anyone realizing it, and the air around them was filled with an ambiguous and sweet feeling that seemed impossible to dispel.

Viktor stopped his mischievous hand. He lowered his head and quietly looked at the two stunningly beautiful women beside him who depended entirely on him, their bodies and minds, and even their entire world.

A burning passion was surging within his deep eyes.

He suddenly pulled Nami, who was leaning on his shoulder, and Robin, who was nestled beside him, into his arms at the same time.

Feeling the breathtakingly warm and soft body in his arms, Viktor lowered his head slightly.

His deep voice rang in both Nami's and Robin's ears simultaneously:

"Speaking of which, after being in seclusion on that deserted island for so long..."

"Come to think of it, it's been a long time since the three of us..."