One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

The morning sunlight streamed through the round glass porthole, quietly illuminating the soft, spacious double bed inside the cabin.

Viktor was the first to wake from his deep sleep.

He stretched lazily, his strong and well-proportioned body making a few crisp popping sounds, his whole body brimming with power.

To his right, Nami was curled up deep in the warm blankets like a tired kitten.

She closed her eyes, breathing evenly and sweetly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly in the morning light.

Because he had stayed up so late last night, the navigator was still sound asleep and showed no signs of waking up.

Victor turned his head to his left and looked at Robin, who was gently rubbing her eyes with the back of her fair hand.

Looking at Robin's charming appearance—slightly languid and with her long hair slightly disheveled—Victor's lips slowly curled into an undisguised wicked smile.

He turned slightly to the side, leaned close to Robin's ear, and whispered a few rather audacious requests in a low voice that only the two of them could hear.

Upon hearing Victor's blunt words, Robin paused slightly in her hand as she tidied her long hair.

A rare blush appeared on that usually composed and intellectual face.

She turned her head away irritably and glared at Victor.

That glance exuded a mature woman's unique charm and allure, prompting me to mutter a soft comment:

"You are a complete and utter pervert."

Despite her merciless complaints, Robin, after a brief pause, obediently lifted a corner of the blanket and slowly crawled inside.

Viktor contentedly squinted his eyes, put his hands behind his head, and leaned comfortably against the wooden bedside table, quietly enjoying this peaceful and wonderful morning.

The large blanket began to ripple slightly, mingling with the sound of waves crashing against the ship's hull outside the window...

……

After a brief moment of tenderness, it was morning.

The scene cuts to the spacious and bright dining room of the Thousand Sunny.

The Straw Hat crew had already finished washing up and were now sitting around a huge long table, enjoying a hearty breakfast that Sanji had carefully prepared.

Laughter and cheerful conversation, accompanied by the clinking of knives and forks, filled the air with vitality.

Zoro, who is always highly self-disciplined, had already finished his food at lightning speed.

Right now, on the lawn deck outside, he's sweating profusely as he lifts a massive barbell weighing several tons, doing his unwavering morning exercise.

Nami, who had just gotten up and changed into a refreshing summer outfit, stood by the railing at the edge of the deck.

She held a telescope in her hand, looking down at the recording pointer on her wrist, dutifully observing the wind direction and the ever-changing weather of the new world.

Inside the restaurant, Sanji held a tray in one hand, placing a plate of fragrant and exquisite grilled meat in the center of the long table.

Just as he was about to turn back to the kitchen, he noticed with keen insight that Robin, sitting next to Victor, was simply holding a cup of bitter black coffee, quietly looking at the thick book in his hands, with the exquisite food on the plate in front of him barely touched.

As the knight who will always protect the lady, Sanji immediately stopped and asked with a concerned smile:

"Miss Robin, is today's breakfast not to your liking?"

"If you'd like something else, I'll go to the kitchen right away and make you a new one."

Upon hearing this, Robin gently put down her coffee cup and smiled elegantly at Sanji:

"No need for that, Sanji. Your food is as delicious as ever, it's just that I happen to have a poor appetite."

However, it was only when the words "poor appetite" were mentioned that...

Under the table, Robin, with her high-heeled foot, stomped hard on Victor's instep with a hint of punishment.

Viktor remained unfazed, not even flinching.

He turned his head, met Robin's slightly reproachful gaze, and gave her a gentle, innocent smile.

Not only that, he naturally reached under the table and grabbed Robin's hand precisely, their fingers intertwining tightly.

Feeling the warmth and domineering power emanating from his hand, Robin slightly turned his head away, pretending to continue reading, but a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Luffy, sitting across the long table, was eating with both hands, his mouth greasy with food.

He swallowed a large mouthful of meat with bone in his mouth with difficulty, then seemed to suddenly remember something, looking at Luo, who was sitting at the other end of the long table, with a face full of curiosity:

"Oh right, Traman!"

"You said last night that you absolutely had to beat that guy named Doflamingo to a pulp. What terrible thing did he do?"

"Did I steal some delicious meat from you?"

Upon hearing Luffy's incredibly bizarre train of thought, Law's hand holding the knife and fork froze in mid-air.

He looked at Luffy's purely curious eyes, remained silent for a moment, and finally put down the cutlery in his hand.

On this ship, amidst the incredibly relaxed atmosphere of the Straw Hat crew, even Law's long-frozen heart seemed to be warmed by a ray of light.

He took a deep breath and, in a low, hoarse voice, recounted that bloody childhood past hidden deep in his heart.

He recounted the tragedy of Flevans, the town known as the "White Town".

It tells the story of the despair and extinction brought about by platinum lead disease, which was concealed by the world government, and the cruelty and cold-bloodedness of the Don Quixote family.

Finally, his voice trembled slightly as he recounted the story of his benefactor, Don Quixote Rosinante, also known as "Corazon," who betrayed his entire family to save him, a sick child destined to die, and took him everywhere seeking medical treatment, only to be tragically killed by his own brother's cold gun.

Luo's narration was calm, without any hysterical accusations.

But as he spoke, the atmosphere in the restaurant became increasingly dull and oppressive.

Everyone frowned as they listened, and even the usually noisy Usopp and Chopper fell silent, their eyes glistening with tears of sympathy.

Robin closed the book and, after hearing Corazon's secret identity as a naval lieutenant commander and his originally high-ranking Celestial Dragon bloodline, couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

Recalling the darkness she had witnessed during her life on the run, she spoke with emotion:

"I never imagined... that there would still be such kind Celestial Dragons in this rotten world."

Seeing the pain and hatred in Law's eyes, Luffy abandoned his usual carefree demeanor.

He stared intently at Luo for a long while, as if trying to ascertain the other's inner pain.

Then, Luffy made the most comforting gesture he could ever give in his life.

He looked longingly at the half-eaten piece of his beloved bone-in meat, swallowed hard, and then generously offered it to Luo, his eyes sincere:

Here, have some.

Law looked down at the meat bone that was still dripping oil and had Luffy's clear teeth marks on it, and was completely stunned.

The veins on his forehead throbbed uncontrollably twice, and his eyes twitched.

The somber and oppressive emotions that had been building up because of the memories were instantly and completely disrupted by Luffy's utterly eccentric behavior.

Luo leaned back with a look of disgust, waved his hands forcefully in refusal, and roared:

"No need! Who wants to eat your leftovers! Take it away!"

"Oh, a bite of delicious meat can instantly lift my spirits!"

Just as Luffy was relentlessly trying to force the piece of meat with bone into Law's mouth...

Suddenly, Nami's piercing, shrill scream rang out from the deck outside:

"Huh?! You're kidding me!!!"

The exclamation instantly broke the noise in the restaurant.

Immediately afterwards, with a "bang," the wooden door of the restaurant was suddenly pushed open.

Nami clutched a copy of the World Economic News newspaper, which had just been delivered by the news bird, tightly in her hand.

Her expression was filled with panic as she quickly walked into the restaurant.

She slammed the newspaper down on the table and shouted at the still-fighting crowd:

"Everyone, stop eating! Quick, look at today's newspaper! Something terrible has happened!"