One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

"Zoro!!"

Luffy's roar echoed through the sky, his voice filled with unbelievable anger and terror.

Seeing his companion fall to the ground covered in blood, the straw-hatted boy instantly lost his mind.

"You bastard! Rubber—"

Luffy suddenly stretched his arms back, and the elasticity of the rubber accumulated to its maximum in an instant, propelling him forward like an arrow.

He gripped the edge of the deck tightly with both hands, using his body as a giant slingshot, and slammed his head into the black-clad swordsman.

"Rocket launcher!!"

Faced with this sudden attack, Hawkeye Mihawk simply turned slightly to the side.

His sharp, hawk-like golden eyes glanced at the blow with ease, and he easily dodged the brute force.

Another wild beast.

boom!

With a loud bang, Luffy lost his target due to excessive force.

His head was shoved heavily into the wooden board behind Hawkeye, getting stuck completely, while his legs kicked helplessly in the air.

In that split second, a scene unfolded on the sea that caught even the eye of an eagle.

The moment Zoro was struck by the black blade, Victor, who had been watching from the sidelines, moved.

He didn't jump, but instead took a step forward, landing steadily on the undulating sea.

The seawater beneath my feet seemed to have turned into solid land, only rippling in tiny waves.

The next moment, his speed was astonishing, leaving an afterimage in the air.

Just as Zoro was about to plunge into the icy sea, a pair of strong hands gently supported his back.

Viktor crouched on the sea surface and caught the seriously injured swordsman steadily.

Blood stained the seawater and also stained Viktor's sleeves.

"You look pathetic, you green algae head."

Viktor looked down at his unconscious companion in his arms, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery.

"Ha ha……"

Zoro was panting heavily, the intense pain in his chest making his vision blurry.

He was so weak that he didn't even bother arguing with Viktor, and could only manage a weak twitch of his lips.

Hawkeye Mihawk glanced at Luffy, who was stuck in the wooden plank, and then looked intently at Victor, who was standing on the sea and holding Zoro.

"Such speed... and, incredibly, standing on the sea as if it were flat ground..."

A flicker of surprise crossed Hawkeye's mind.

"Are you the companions of that young swordsman? Thank you for watching until the end."

"Pfft!"

Over there, Luffy finally managed to pull his head out of the wooden plank, and fell to the ground due to the recoil.

Ignoring the pain, he scrambled towards the edge of the railing, his face filled with panic: "Zoro! Zoro...!"

"Don't worry, he's still alive." Hawkeye stood with his arms crossed, his black trench coat fluttering in the sea breeze.

"Ah... still alive... cough cough..."

Holding Viktor, Zoro struggled to speak, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth with each word, but he stubbornly remained conscious.

Upon hearing Zoro's voice, Luffy's tears and snot instantly burst forth.

He yelled and made a move to jump off the wrecked deck and pounce on Zoro.

"Great!! Zoro!!"

"Hey! Idiot!"

Viktor stared speechlessly at the red figure that had descended from the sky.

He raised his leg and precisely blocked Luffy's face with a kick, stopping him in mid-air.

"Luffy, what are you doing? If you do that again, we'll really have to hold a funeral for this guy."

Luffy, who had been kicked, showed absolutely no anger.

Instead, he pressed his straw hat firmly against his head, grinned widely, and burst into genuine laughter: "Hehehe! That's great! That's really great!"

Hawkeye frowned, his gaze lingering on the worn-out straw hat for a moment, his eyes becoming somewhat profound.

At that moment, Usopp, Johnny, and Joseph arrived in their small boat.

Viktor carefully transferred the heavily injured Zoro to the small boat.

Seeing their older brother covered in blood, Johnny and Joseph immediately burst into tears, crying out, "Big brother!! Waaah! How could you...!"

"Oh, don't cry, it's too early to cry now."

Viktor flicked the blood off his hands and said with a grin, "This guy's tough as nails, he's still alive."

Hawkeye stood on high ground, looking down at Luffy, Victor, and Zoro lying on the ship.

Looking at this group of young people with such different personalities yet bound together by life and death, the world's greatest swordsman inexplicably smiled.

'What an interesting combination...' he thought to himself.

Suddenly, Hawkeye stepped forward, his deep voice resounding across the sea like a great bell.

"Roronoa Zoro! You're too young to die!"

Everyone looked up in shock.

"I am Gilakol Mihawk! Go and understand the world, go and understand yourself! And then—become stronger!"

Hawkeye spread his arms wide, as if showing the group of young people how long and magnificent the road to the top is.

"No matter how long the years ahead may be, I will be waiting for you in this strongest seat!"

"This black sword, this throne of the world's number one, is right here."

"Try to rely on your audacious ambition and your powerful inner drive to defeat 'Zero'..."

Upon hearing this, Viktor's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gave Hawkeye a deep look.

Hawkeye's maniacal laughter grew even more unrestrained:

"Beyond this sword! Beyond me! Beast! Roronoa!!"

These words resounded like thunder at sea.

Standing on the small boat, Victor looked up at the figure that resembled a mountain, and a rare surge of burning fighting spirit welled up in his heart.

But he quickly suppressed the impulse, turned back to look at Zoro lying on the deck, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Being recognized by such a powerful figure is a victory for both him and us, who are currently weak.

but……

Viktor stroked his chin, thinking to himself: "Seriously, the more I think about what Hawkeye said, the more off it seems..."

"Hey, you green algae-head, did you hear that?"

Victor lightly kicked Zoro's shoe with his foot. "It's your turn to respond."

Meanwhile, on the deck of the Baratie restaurant in the distance.

Zeff crossed his arms and stared intently at the figure carrying the enormous black sword.

"To make that Hawkeye Mihawk say such a thing..."

He turned his head and looked at Sanji, who was leaning against the wall, silently smoking.

A smile inexplicably appeared on Zhefu's lips, but his back looked somewhat desolate in the sea breeze, like a father about to say goodbye to his child.

"These guys will get along with you, won't they... you brat..."

On the small boat.

Zoro, whose consciousness was about to fade into darkness, heard Hawkeye's words and felt the gazes of his companions.

He raised the sword in his hand with trembling hands—it was the Wado Ichimonji that belonged to Kuina.

The sword tip pointed straight to the sky, gleaming brightly in the sunlight.

With the last ounce of strength in his body, tears mingled with blood as he shouted towards the sky, and towards that unreachable figure:

"Luffy... can you hear me...?"

"Ah!" Luffy responded loudly.

"You've worried that red-eyed bastard... and all of you... If you can't even become the world's greatest swordsman... you'll be very troubled, won't you...?"

"I won't...lose again!!!"

Tears streamed down his face, but his eyes were clearer than ever before.

"I will never lose again until I defeat this guy and become the greatest swordsman! Any objections, Pirate King?!"

Upon hearing this promise, Luffy, holding his straw hat, revealed his brightest smile.

"Hehehe! No!!!"

At that moment, the entire sea seemed to fall silent, leaving only the stirring vow echoing in the air.

Hawkeye watched this scene and chuckled softly.

"One Piece? As expected... Is this the new era that man was willing to gamble on even after losing his left arm?"

He turned around, his black cloak arcing through the air, and walked straight toward his small boat, which resembled a coffin.

"Great team, I look forward to seeing you again."

……

The battle is over, but its aftermath lingers.

Just as everyone was still savoring the excitement of what had just happened, a figure vanished into thin air.

The next second, Victor "flashed" to the Baratie deck and silently arrived next to Sanji, who was leaning against the wall.

Sanji was still reeling from the shock he had just experienced, and he had only smoked half of the cigarette in his mouth.

Suddenly, a hand reached out and snatched the still-burning cigarette from his mouth.

"Huh?" Sanji was taken aback and turned his head with a dark expression.

Viktor unceremoniously stuffed the stolen cigarette into his mouth.

He took a deep breath, then gently exhaled a pale blue smoke, his face bearing that signature smiling expression.

"Ugh, I can't stand these hot-blooded idiots."

Viktor sighed helplessly, but the smile on his face wouldn't go away.

Sanji looked at him helplessly, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it again.

He took a deep breath and looked out at the small boat carrying Sauron and the vast sea in the distance.

"Ugh, what an idiot," Sanji muttered in agreement.

"You're just as stupid, cook," Victor said with a grin, turning his head to look at him.

Sanji turned around, and this time he did not refute.

He looked at the smiling man in front of him and suddenly chuckled softly.

"That's not how you smoke, kid... you shouldn't smoke."

Then, Sanji deliberately exhaled a large puff of thick smoke at Viktor's smiling face.

"Cough cough..." Viktor was sprayed in the face with smoke, and several veins popped out on his forehead.

The harmonious atmosphere was instantly shattered.

"Damn those curly eyebrows..."

Viktor maintained his smile, but his feet showed no mercy.

"Get out of here!"

He raised his foot and kicked Sanji in the butt with lightning speed.

"Whoa! You bastard—"

With a scream and a perfect parabola, Sanji, who had just been showing off, was kicked straight into the sea in front of him.

thump!

A huge splash of water erupted as Viktor stood by the railing, watching Sanji thrashing about in the water, and waved happily.

"Take a shower to calm down, cook."