One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Inside the restaurant in Baratie, a "food war" is taking place.

"Wow!! This is so delicious!!"

Luffy unleashed his full power, his hands blurring as he frantically stuffed all sorts of food into his seemingly bottomless mouth.

Opposite him, Clay, standing on the table, was equally defiant.

As a "Dream Chaser" reserve certified by Victor, it seems to want to prove its worth with its appetite.

"Gurgle, gurgle!!"

Clay snatched up an octopus tentacle thicker than his body and devoured it like a lion tearing apart its prey, his eyes glistening with tears of happiness.

"Waaaah! This is so delicious! It's worth it even if I stuff myself to death!!"

Nami, Zoro, and Usopp were used to this scene and continued eating and drinking as usual.

Johnny and Joseph, however, were dumbfounded, dropping their forks to the ground.

Johnny stared at the rapidly piling up plates, swallowed hard, and muttered, "Are these starving ghosts reincarnated?"

The chefs, who were constantly serving dishes, were also covered in sweat, wiping the sweat from their foreheads and complaining:

"What... what kind of monsters are these guys...?"

"Oh well, they did pay, and eight times the amount... let's just consider it feeding the pigs."

"Gulp."

With a final, loud swallowing sound, Luffy finally stopped moving.

He patted his round belly and let out a satisfied burp.

"Ahhh! I'm so full! I feel like I've come back to life!"

"Huh? So you do have times when you're full after eating."

Zoro, who was standing to the side, also put down his wine glass and drank the last sip of red wine in one gulp.

He smacked his lips, frowned, and commented, "Ugh, sour, not good. Strong liquor really suits me better."

"Um."

Ignoring Zoro's sarcastic remarks, Luffy's gaze was suddenly drawn to a figure.

Sanji, the blond, curly-browed sous chef, was carrying a steaming plate of seafood fried rice.

Instead of heading towards the guests' tables, he walked straight towards the restaurant's main entrance.

Luffy adjusted his straw hat, his eyes flickering slightly.

"The person the uncle was talking about... is that him?"

Thinking of this, Luffy immediately jumped off the chair and followed along curiously like a little shadow.

Viktor was wiping the grease from the corner of his mouth with a tissue when he saw Luffy's action and turned around to look at him.

He seemed to have guessed something, then stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and leisurely followed.

Nami watched the two figures disappear into the distance, muttering to herself with some confusion:

"Where are those two going? Haven't they had enough to eat yet?"

"Forget it, never mind."

She sighed, her gaze darkening...

……

On the deck, the sea breeze was slightly cool.

Ah Jin was curled up in a dark corner, pressing his cramped stomach and panting heavily.

"Ha ha……"

He could clearly feel his life slipping away little by little with his body temperature.

The intense hunger that made his internal organs feel like they were devouring him caused him unbearable pain.

At this moment, he would rather that despicable chef have just killed him with a single blow than suffer this torment.

Just then.

An enticing aroma wafted into his nostrils, instantly reviving his dying nerves.

"Smack."

A plate filled with seafood fried rice was gently placed in front of him.

Ajin struggled to lift his heavy eyelids, and through his blurred vision, he saw the figure in the black suit.

Sanji crouched down, leaned against the railing, and lit a cigarette with a lighter in his hand.

Take a deep breath, then exhale a puff of bluish-white smoke.

"Eat," Sanji said calmly.

Akin stared at the plate of fried rice, his throat bobbing wildly, but the last shred of pride he had as a pirate officer made him clench his teeth.

"Shut up... Don't look down on me..."

He roared in a hoarse voice:

"No matter how hungry I am... I will not accept charity from others... Take it away!!"

"Stop talking nonsense and eat."

Sanji didn't even glance at him, but simply looked at the distant sea and said calmly:

"To me, anyone who's hungry is a guest."

"Sorry... I'm not a guest..." Ah Jin stubbornly turned his head away.

"Gurgle—"

However, his stomach emitted an extremely loud and dissatisfied protest at that moment, completely betraying him.

Sanji glanced at him sideways, a mocking smile playing on his lips:

"See? Your body is much more honest than your mouth."

Then, his eyes became deep, as if he were recalling some unbearable past events.

"The sea is both vast and cruel. I understand better than anyone how terrifying it is to lose food and water on this sea, the despair...

So eat. Survival is the most important thing.

After hearing these words, Ah Jin's body trembled.

He looked at the plate of fried rice and could no longer bear it.

"Waaah..."

He pounced on it without hesitation.

With the last bit of strength he had left, he propped himself up, grabbed a spoon, and even used his hands to grab the fried rice, stuffing it frantically into his mouth.

"Waaaaah... Damn it... Damn it..."

Tears mixed with grains of rice slid down his face.

"It's so delicious...it's really so delicious!!"

This was the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his life.

Watching Gin wolf down his food, Sanji's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile as he took another puff of his cigarette.

"Hahaha! We've found a great chef!!"

Just then, Luffy's hearty laughter came from the stairs above.

He and Victor were standing there, having witnessed the entire scene.

Luffy leaned on the railing and shouted down to Sanji below:

"Hey! Chef! Join us! Become our pirate crew's chef! We need you!"

The two people below were stunned.

Ajin stopped swallowing and stared blankly.

Sanji exhaled a puff of smoke, looked up at Luffy, and said irritably:

"Don't joke around. I'm not going to become a pirate. I'm not leaving here; I have things I need to do here."

"Why? Come with us! It's a lot of fun!" Luffy persisted.

Just then.

Viktor, who had been silent all along, slowly stepped forward.

He put his hands in his pockets, his red eyes looking down at Sanji and Gin.

His face still wore a smiling expression, but there was no trace of laughter in his voice.

"Ah, how gentle you are, Chef-san."

"But if I may be so bold, your behavior is not just gentle, it's also—childish."

Sanji's eyes narrowed as he looked at Viktor.

Victor continued:

"On this cruel sea, those who go hungry are certainly pitiful. But have you ever thought about...?"

He pointed to Ah Jin, who was wolfing down his food.

"When a wolf is starving and on the verge of death, it may wag its tail and beg for food."

"But once it has filled its belly and regained its strength, its wild nature will return, and its fangs will not hesitate to bite off its benefactor's throat."

"To put this ship in danger for your own self-gratification... is this what you call the 'way of the chef'?"

Luffy stopped swaying and looked at Victor, seemingly pondering his words.

Ah Jin, who was eating, froze, then suddenly raised his head and loudly retorted:

"No...don't joke around! You jerk! I wouldn't..."

"Shut up and eat your food."

Sanji suddenly interrupted Gin.

He slowly stood up, his back to Viktor, took a new cigarette from his pocket, and lit it.

"Sizzle—"

The firelight danced in the sea breeze, illuminating his one exposed, deep-set eye.

He took a deep breath, exhaled a ring of smoke, and spoke in a calm yet firm tone, without the slightest wavering:

"...So what?"

Victor raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised: "Oh?"

Sanji turned around, raised his head, and looked through the swirling smoke into Viktor's eerie eyes.

"Hey, you red-eyed brat."

"Do you know what the most terrifying fear is on this ocean?"

"Not a ruthless pirate, not a powerful navy, and not some unknown monster..."

"It's hunger."

A painful memory flashed in Sanji's eyes.

"That kind of pain where you can abandon even your dignity, where your stomach feels like it's being corroded by strong acid, and you crave death every second..."

"You, with your composed, condescending attitude and that annoying smile, have probably never experienced this before, have you?"

Victor was stunned.

Sanji flicked his cigarette ash and continued:

"For me, as a chef, anyone who shows up in front of me on an empty stomach is my customer."

"Whether he's a good person or a bad person, a big shot or a scumbag, or even a wolf that bites... as long as he wants to eat, I'll let him eat his fill."

At this point, Sanji's eyes suddenly sharpened like knives, and a powerful aura erupted from him.

"As for whether he'll repay the favor or bare his fangs to bite after he's had his fill... that's something to consider after he's had his fill!"

"If this wolf is truly ungrateful and dares to bare its claws at my restaurant..."

Sanji abruptly threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it out with his shiny leather shoe, exuding a chilling murderous aura.

"Then, I'll just kick all its teeth to pieces myself!!"

"This is how I do it. Got it, you red-eyed bastard?"

The sea breeze swept across the deck, bringing a slightly salty smell.

Luffy looked at Sanji, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

Viktor stared at the blond man in silence for a long time.

A moment later, the coldness on his face dissipated, and his usual smiling face reappeared.

But this time, there was a genuine respect in his smile.

"Ah... I've learned something."

"Viktor said softly."

He smiled and looked up at the horizon where the sea met the sky.

yes……

Although this is the original anime world, everyone here is a flesh-and-blood person with their own beliefs and principles.

It's not an NPC that just follows the script, nor is it game data.

Judging others from your own "omniscient" and "omnipotent" God's perspective, imposing your own "correctness" on them...

"Am I... being too arrogant...?"

Viktor thought to himself with a self-deprecating smile.

but……

He glanced at Ah Jin, who was still engrossed in eating.

Since you've chosen to feed the wolves, I hope your legs are really tough enough.