One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

As night fell, the howling sea breeze of the New World gradually softened.

The noisy and joyous celebration on the deck finally drew to a close amidst everyone's exhaustion and satisfaction.

Luffy, who was shouting and yelling just a second ago about grabbing the last piece of roasted meat with the bone, was now completely overcome by sleepiness.

He lay sprawled out on the deck, his belly round and swollen like a ball, completely unladylike.

His deafening snoring rose and fell with his even breathing rhythm, and a huge snot bubble even hung on the tip of his nose, its size fluctuating with each breath.

Looking at his troublesome captain, Zoro let out a long, helpless sigh.

He casually placed the empty wine bottle he was holding on a wooden barrel to the side, walked over, and bent down.

Like carrying a heavy sack, he roughly hoisted Luffy onto his broad shoulders.

He staggered toward the boys' dormitory, muttering under his breath:

"That heartless idiot, he eats his fill and then goes to sleep, he really treats this dangerous new world like a vacation paradise."

On the other side, in a corner of the deck.

Chopper, with his short legs and bright eyes, ran up to Law.

He looked up and extended a warm invitation to Luo:

"Terra! Since you can't sleep anyway, come sit in my infirmary!"

"We're both doctors, so we must have a lot to talk about regarding medicine and herbal remedies!"

Looking at the expectant little reindeer, Luo, who was used to being alone, seemed to have a little bit of the hard ice in his heart melt.

A gentle smile appeared on his lips as he nodded slightly, accepting Chopper's invitation.

As night deepened, the people on the deck dispersed and returned to their rooms to rest.

Sanji quickly cleaned up the mess on the floor, lit a cigarette before bed, and walked towards his room amidst the swirling smoke.

Franky, carrying his toolbox, walked energetically towards the power room on the ground floor, ready to perform a routine equipment check...

At this moment, Victor, who had drunk quite a bit and was slightly tipsy, casually stretched out his hands.

He naturally put his arm around Nami and Robin's slender waists.

The three of them huddled together and walked side by side toward Nami's private room.

On the dream ship Thousand Sunny, every crew member has their own independent and personalized private room.

But for the three of them, it had long become an unspoken habit.

As for why he always chooses to go to Nami's room.

That's because when the blueprints for this ship were being designed, the shrewd and capable navigator had "foresight" and secretly included her own ideas.

I specially ordered a large, soft, and extremely comfortable extra-large double bed for myself.

The three of them pushed open the door, which was filled with a faint scent of oranges, and entered the room.

Despite the ambiguous atmosphere in their private space, Nami and Robin's expressions remained completely natural.

There was absolutely no trace of girlish shyness or bashfulness on their faces.

During this time, they went through countless life-or-death trials and long days and nights together.

The three of them lived together in a harmonious and loving way, like an old married couple who had been through thick and thin together. Every glance and gesture revealed an unspoken understanding between them.

As soon as they entered, Robin and Nami helped the unsteady Victor to lie down on the soft sofa in the corner of the room.

Nami put her hands on her hips, feigning annoyance, and poked Viktor's forehead with her slender white fingers, complaining coquettishly:

"Honestly, you're so shrewd when you're scheming against others."

"Why did you drink so much at the banquet today? You were so heavy when I helped you over."

Robin looked at Nami's sharp tongue but kind heart and chuckled softly.

She turned and walked to the table, pouring a glass of warm water at the perfect temperature.

Then, she walked to the sofa, sat naturally on Victor's lap, and gently brought the water glass in her hand to his lips.

"Viktor, have some warm water, it'll make your stomach feel better."

Viktor shook his head, which was a little dizzy from the effects of alcohol, and drank the warm water in his glass in one gulp, finally relieving his parched throat.

At this moment, Nami, who had been standing all day, yawned, a hint of tired drowsiness appearing in the corner of her eyes.

She skillfully untied the "fort" that she had been wearing around her waist as a belt.

She carefully placed it in a specially designed comfort cage so that the little guy could also get some rest.

Then, Nami began to remove her clothes with light and natural movements.

She stretched lazily with a wide yawn, displaying breathtaking beauty, before turning and walking into the steamy bathroom to adjust the water temperature.

A moment later, the sound of dripping water came from inside, along with her clear, crisp voice:

"Robin, the water temperature is ready, come and take a bath."

"Okay, I'll be right there." Robin nodded with a smile.

She had just straightened up from Victor's warm embrace and was about to unbutton her coat.

Having recovered a little from drinking water, Viktor looked at the tempting scene before him and a wicked smile crept onto his lips.

His large hands, rather unruly, wrapped around her from behind.

Robin wasn't alarmed; she simply covered her red lips and chuckled softly.

She reached out her delicate hand and gently slapped away his mischievous hands as if coaxing a child, then lowered her body slightly.

Her luscious red lips lightly kissed Viktor's forehead like a dragonfly skimming the water, and she whispered sweet breath in his ear.

"Behave yourself, our first mate!"

After saying that, she turned and gracefully walked into the bathroom, leaving behind a fragrant breeze.

As the bathroom door slowly closed, Victor, whose anger had been stirred up, leaned back on the sofa and coughed lightly in exasperation.

honest?

For a normal man, it would be absolutely impossible to behave in this situation.

He immediately stood up, strode to the bathroom door, and reached out expectantly to turn the brass handle.

Instead, a dull "click" was heard—the door was locked from the inside.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by the sound of running water, came Nami's sly and triumphant laughter from the bathroom.

"Hahaha! I knew you'd pull this trick!"

"I guessed right. Just wait outside obediently."

Viktor stood outside the closed door. Listening to the cheerful laughter coming from inside, he shook his head helplessly, but a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

A moment later, the bathroom door finally opened, and the room returned to its tranquil and cozy state.

After the three of them finished washing up, their fatigue washed away, they embraced each other intimately and contentedly.

In the quiet night, the three of them gradually synchronized their breathing, blending together perfectly.

The bright, flawless moonlight streamed through the round glass porthole, quietly bathing the cabin in a light orange scent, draping everything in a silvery veil.

On the bulkhead, three figures, tightly intertwined, appeared long and lingering in the cool moonlight.

After an unknown amount of time, a faint rustling sound began to come from the once peaceful and tidy bed.

The silky smooth quilt corner, as if unable to withstand the warmth of the bed, silently slid down the edge of the bed onto the smooth wooden floor.

The cool night breeze of the New World gently caressed the towering mast of the Sunshine, producing a series of low hums.

The waves rhythmically pounded against the sturdy hull, producing a soothing white noise that sounded like a lullaby.

The sound of the waves was just right.

It perfectly concealed the delicate moans deliberately suppressed in the throats of those inside the room, as well as Robin's soft murmurs, which carried a hint of mature womanly charm and indulgence.

As night deepened, it seemed to swallow up all the noise and clamor of the world.

After the temperature inside the cabin rose, the drowsiness gradually subsided.

Carrying the dreams of many, the Wanli Yangguang continues its slow journey towards the unknown tomorrow amidst this boundless tranquility and gentleness.