One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Inside the former G1 branch, the new Navy Headquarters, and the Marshal's office.

Sakassky stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, clutching a newly delivered copy of the latest World Economic News newspaper tightly in his hand.

The front page of the newspaper prominently featured a huge, high-resolution photograph that took up the entire page.

Admiral candidate Fujitora led hundreds of naval soldiers to kneel before the civilians of Dressrosa and King Riku, who had been falsely accused!

Seeing the headline and the glaring photo, Sakazuki was so angry that he trembled violently.

His usually cold face was now contorted with rage, and veins bulged on his forehead.

A stream of intensely hot, dark red magma surged from his arm and dripped onto the desk below, which was made of precious wood.

Accompanied by a pungent wisp of smoke and a burnt smell, the large desk was instantly melted by the high temperature.

"Get that blind man's hotline connected immediately!"

Sakazuki roared at his trembling adjutant outside the door.

Soon, the dedicated encrypted phone call was connected.

"Isshou! You bastard, do you even know what you've done?!"

Sakazuki unleashed a deafening roar into the microphone, so loud that even the guards outside the door couldn't help but cover their ears.

"You have not only made the Navy and the World Government a laughing stock across the entire ocean."

"They have trampled completely underfoot the justice and dignity that our navy has always upheld!"

"Who gave you permission to kneel down and apologize on behalf of the government?!"

Faced with the Marshal's volcanic rage, Fujitora, far away in Dressrosa, showed no sign of backing down.

"Marshal Sakazuki".

"If the so-called face of justice is something that needs to be barely maintained by covering up the evil lies of the World Government and the Seven Warlords of the Sea."

"We're better off without this hypocritical facade!"

"I will only do what I believe is right, and I will never let innocent people suffer from deception again."

"If you wish to remove me from my position as a candidate for general, I will have no complaints and am willing to take full responsibility."

"You insolent bastard..."

Sakazuki was so angry that he was breathing rapidly, his chest heaving violently.

"Fine! Since you're so principled, then listen carefully!"

"You are not allowed to set foot in any naval base on this sea until you personally bring back the heads of Straw Hat Luffy and Trafalgar Law!"

"This is the Marshal's order!"

"That suits my purposes perfectly!"

"In that case, I shall wander this sea a little longer."

Snapped!

With a crisp ring, the Den Den Mushi closed its eyes.

Fujitora ruthlessly and unilaterally hung up on the marshal.

Hearing the dial tone from the microphone, Sakazuki roared and punched the wall next to him, creating a huge charred crater.

"Summon Admiral Kizaru here!"

"Hi! Marshal Sakazuki!"

……

Meanwhile, in Dressrosa.

Two full days have passed since that earth-shattering decisive battle.

The dark clouds that had hung over the country have long since dissipated, and warm sunlight is once again shining on the ravaged land.

The entire country is engaged in a vigorous post-disaster reconstruction effort, with citizens carrying timber and moving stones visible everywhere on the streets and alleys.

Although physically exhausted, everyone's face was filled with genuine smiles of freedom.

On the edge of the King's Highlands, there is a simple wooden cabin that has survived amidst ruins.

This is where Cyrus once lived.

At this moment, the Straw Hat crew, who saved the country, are gathered in this quiet little house, enjoying the long-awaited relaxation and tranquility after the great battle.

Sunlight streamed through the wooden windows, filling the room with a peaceful atmosphere.

In one corner of the room, Nami was laying out a detailed nautical chart on a wooden table.

She rested her chin on her hand, earnestly discussing the next course of navigation with Cyrus, who was standing beside her.

The complex and ever-changing ocean currents near Dressrosa were also part of the meticulous preparations for the pirate crew's next voyage.

At another table not far away, Robin was holding a steaming cup of black tea.

She was intently writing something down in her notebook.

On the other side of the house, however, was a completely different, bustling scene.

"SUPER—! Watch my skills!"

Franky, wearing goggles, was energetically wielding his welding tools.

Amidst blinding blue sparks flying everywhere, he skillfully joined pieces of refined steel together.

He was entrusted by Rebecca to create a cool, highly mobile mechanical prosthetic leg for Cyrus, who had lost his left leg.

The atmosphere inside the house was extremely joyful.

Usopp stood with his hands on his hips on an overturned barrel, surrounded by a group of Tontatta tribe little people, gesturing wildly.

He spoke eloquently, spittle flying, recounting his non-existent glorious achievements:

"You guys don't know!"

"Back then, I, the great hero 'Usolando,' led a full eight thousand elite troops to conquer the world amidst raging storms!"

"Faced with that sea king, which was larger than a mountain, I easily subdued it with just one finger!"

"Wow! That's amazing! No wonder you're King Usopp!"

The innocent little people listened in stunned silence, exclaiming in amazement, their eyes filled with admiration.

Chopper and Brook, sitting to the side, were already doubled over with laughter as Usopp's boasts grew increasingly outrageous.

Chopper rolled on the ground, clutching his furry belly.

Brooke, on the other hand, slapped his thigh exaggeratedly and let out his signature laugh:

"Yohohoho! Mr. Usopp's story is so funny, I laughed so hard my stomach hurts..."

"Even though I never had a belly to begin with, hohohoho!"

In this cheerful atmosphere, the kitchen curtain was lifted.

Sanji carried an exquisite silver plate on which was a delicious dish that had just been carefully prepared.

He walked gracefully to Rebecca and gently handed her the plate.

"Thank you for your hard work, Miss Rebecca. Please enjoy the recovery dish I made especially for you."

Rebecca took the food, smelled the mouthwatering aroma, looked up, and gave a sweet smile:

"Thank you so much, Mr. Sanji."

"Thank you for taking care of me these past two days."

Upon hearing the beautiful girl's gentle words of thanks, Sanji's composed gentlemanly demeanor instantly crumbled.

He was instantly transformed into an incurable infatuated girl, as if struck by lightning.

His eyes turned into two huge, pulsating red hearts, and his whole body wiggled happily in place like cooked noodles:

"Oh my gosh~ Rebecca's thanks are like a healing balm for my soul~"

Rebecca watched Sanji's reaction with amusement, then carried the plate of food to the large futon in the corner.

There, Luffy was lying sprawled out, fast asleep.

However, just as Rebecca approached with the food, an amazing spectacle occurred.

While Luffy was fast asleep, his nose suddenly twitched twice.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his big mouth with perfect precision, stretched it forward, and bit into the largest piece of roast meat on the plate.

"Smack smack...Delicious..."

Luffy kept his eyes closed, rhythmically chewing the grilled meat with a satisfied smile on his face.

This incredible "dreaming of eating rice" technique made Rebecca, who was holding a plate nearby, exclaim in amazement.

"I'm always amazed no matter how many times I see it."

"What exactly is Luffy's body made of...?"

……

Meanwhile, outside.

Night had already fallen, and the soft moonlight poured down on the lush lawn like water, with the occasional chirping of insects echoing around.

Zoro and Viktor lay side by side on the lawn outside the cabin, their hands behind their heads, chatting casually about their upcoming journey.

A night breeze rustled through the treetops, causing the leaves to whisper softly.

A tall, slender figure appeared silently in the shadows outside the cabin.

That was Sabo wearing goggles and a top hat.

Sabo did not immediately push open the door and disturb the gathering inside.

He stood not far from the window, quietly watching the joyous and heartwarming scene inside through the bright light.

Seeing Luffy's carefree sleeping face surrounded by his companions, Sabo's eyes softened considerably.

Sensing the familiar presence outside, Victor, who was lying on the lawn, sat up slightly.

He turned his head and casually waved in greeting:

"Hey, isn't this the Chief of the General Staff?"

"Has your revolutionary army completed its investigation mission in this country?"

Upon hearing Viktor's voice, Sabo turned his gaze away from the window and smiled slightly.

He nodded, strode over to the two of them, and sat down directly on the grass.

Sabo reached into his pocket, pulled out a small piece of paper, and handed it to Viktor.

That was his life card.

"Ah, the mission in Dressrosa has been successfully completed."

"Thanks to you for bringing down Doflamingo, you've done us a huge favor."

"I originally wanted to wait for Luffy to wake up so I could say goodbye properly, but I received an urgent communication signal from the Revolutionary Army headquarters, so I have to go now."

"Luffy has always been a troublemaker since he was a kid. I'll have to ask you guys to take good care of him on the high seas from now on."

Viktor reached out and took the life card, then carefully put it away.

At this moment, Zoro, who had been lying to the side, spoke up and asked:

"Aren't you going in to say goodbye to Luffy in person?"

"If that guy wakes up and finds out you sneaked away, he'll probably throw a tantrum again."

Sabo straightened up, his back to the two people sitting on the ground.

He reached out and gracefully adjusted the iconic top hat on his head.

"No need."

"Men who sail on this sea never say goodbye in person."

Our bond needs no words.

After saying this, he strode away, his long legs making him look incredibly desolate and handsome, ready to disappear into the deep night without looking back.

Looking at Sabo's back, which exuded an aura of "I'm so cool".

Victor put his hands back behind his head and lay back down on the soft grass.

He gazed at the starry sky, and expressionlessly uttered two words:

"Loading the cargo."

Hearing this incredibly precise and sarcastic remark...

Zoro, who was lying next to him, was stunned for about two seconds.

Then, he could no longer keep his composure and burst into unrestrained laughter, clutching his stomach.

Sabo, who was about to enjoy the solitude of leaving, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The handsome and profound aura he had painstakingly cultivated shattered into a million pieces of glass in that instant.

Sabo turned around angrily and yelled at the two guys on the lawn who were watching the drama unfold:

"Hey! I haven't gone far yet!"

"Red Lotus, you bastard! Are you jealous of my good looks?"

"How about we draw our swords and fight right now?!"