One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Night was falling.

The banquet aboard the Thousand Sunny was drawing to a close.

Empty plates and glasses were scattered all over the deck, and several wooden barrels lay overturned next to the long table.

Luffy, clutching the last piece of roasted meat, lay down on the bow of the lion ship and fell fast asleep.

Chopper was also lying on the table, his head buried in his hat.

Usopp sat next to him, holding a half-finished juice in his hand.

"Chopper".

"Um?"

Chopper groggily raised his head.

Usopp gazed at the dark sea in the distance and suddenly asked:

"What do you think will happen when we reach Laugh Tale?"

"What does it look like?"

"Of course it's a dream," Usopp said, pointing to himself. "I will become a true warrior of the sea, and you will become a doctor who can cure all diseases."

Chopper hugged his hat and thought seriously for a while:

"Even if I go to Laugh Tale, I won't be able to cure all diseases. There are certainly many diseases in the world that I haven't seen before."

"Then keep learning."

"Yes!" Chopper nodded vigorously, then looked at Usopp expectantly.

"And you? Once you arrive at Laugh Tale, will you be a brave sea warrior?"

"But haven't you already earned the giants' approval? Cowardly warrior!"

Usopp intended to give a positive answer as usual, but he remained silent for a long time.

"Maybe not yet."

Chopper's eyes widened in surprise.

Usopp scratched his head: "A true sea warrior doesn't need to tell others how brave he is every day."

"Once I can stand in the face of danger and stop running away, I will return to Xirob Village and tell Kaya about these adventures."

"But Usopp was already very brave," Chopper said earnestly. "Even when you were scared, you didn't abandon us and run away."

Usopp paused for a moment, then pressed down hard on Chopper's hat.

"Idiot, don't suddenly say things that make people embarrassed!"

"I'm telling the truth!" The two voices quickly turned into low laughter.

Inside the kitchen, Sanji re-sorted the remaining ingredients.

After confirming that there were no problems with the supplies for the next few days, I lit a cigarette and leaned against the window to look out at the sea.

A wine jug flew in from outside the door.

Sanji caught it with his hand, and without turning his head, said, "Who gave you permission to come into the kitchen, you seaweed head?"

Zoro stood by the door, three swords still hanging at his waist.

"I'm just here to get some wine."

"The wine cellar is on the other side."

"Wrong way."

Sanji turned and glanced at him: "Being able to go the wrong way on a ship, that's quite an achievement."

Zoro ignored the sarcastic remarks, took a sip from the sake bottle, and then his gaze fell on the world map next to the kitchen counter.

"Does the All Blue you mentioned really exist?"

Sanji exhaled a puff of smoke, his face showing disgust: "Are you drunk? You're actually starting to care about my dreams."

"I just wonder if you'll hide and cry if you haven't found it by the time you get to Laugh Tale."

"You should worry about yourself first," Sanji retorted. "The world's greatest swordsman isn't going to just pop out of the sea on his own."

Zoro pressed down on Wado Ichimonji, a slight smile playing on his lips: "He'll come."

"All Blue certainly exists," Sanji said, looking at the sea chart. "The old man believes it, and so do I."

"Whether it's in Laugh Tale or somewhere else, I will find it with my own eyes."

Zoro didn't laugh; he simply raised his wine jug.

"Then don't die before you find it."

"I'll return those words to you, you idiot swordsman."

The two men touched the wine jug and the wine cup together, then turned and left.

At the stern, Franky was lying on the deck, his ear pressed close to the hull.

The hull of the ship made by Adam the Tree emitted a very slight vibration.

The sound was indistinguishable to others, but Franky could discern the condition of each plank.

"Don't worry, partner."

He reached out and patted the deck.

"In seven more days, you will reach the end of the world."

"Then everyone will know that you are the most SUPER dream ship!"

Brooke, who was sitting on the gunwale, stopped playing her violin and turned to look at him.

"Will the Sunny complete its circumnavigation of the world after arriving in Laugh Tale?"

"Of course not." Franky stood up. "We're going back to Upside Down Mountain, to bring everyone's dreams back to where they all started."

"That's wonderful." Brooke looked into the distance. "Lab has been waiting for too long. I should take this song back for it to hear."

He picked up his violin again.

The melodious tune drifted away on the sea breeze, no longer as lively as during a banquet, but carrying with it a longing that transcends the years.

On the lookout tower, Zoro sat alone in the moonlight.

He placed the Wado Ichimonji horizontally on his knees. He slowly wiped the blade with a soft cloth, the bright edge reflecting his calm face.

With only seven days left until the end of the Grand Line, he still had a duel to complete before he could actually arrive.

"Guina".

Zoro looked at the moon reflected in the blade of his sword and said softly, "It'll be soon."

He traveled all the way from the East China Sea to this place to keep this promise.

Wherever Hawkeye appears, the final battle is not far off.

Zoro sheathed Wado Ichimonji and closed his eyes again.

At the very front of the deck, Luffy flipped over and nearly fell into the sea from the lion's bow.

As Viktor passed by, he reached out and grabbed Viktor by the collar, threw him back to his original spot, and then pressed the straw hat down on Viktor's face.

Luffy was completely asleep, only mumbling in his sleep, "Meat... Laugh Tale meat..."

Victor chuckled.

Only their captain never worries about things that haven't happened yet.

As long as there are adventures ahead, he will continue sailing without hesitation.

Victor left the bow of the ship, only to find that Nami and Robin were no longer in their original positions.

He glanced at the stairs leading to the second deck, then went up them.

There were no lights on the lawn deck.

The weather is great tonight; the clouds have long since dispersed, and a bright moon hangs over the sea.

The silvery moonlight spread across the grass, and the distant waves seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of fine light.

Nami and Robin lay side by side in the middle of the lawn, with a half-empty wine bottle next to them.

"You two certainly know how to find a spot," Victor said as he walked up to the two men.

Nami looked up and said, "I thought you were planning to sleep at the bow of the ship with Luffy."

"I was just trying to prevent the captain from falling into the sea and drowning before we reached Laugh Tale."

Robin moved aside slightly and patted the space between them:

"The first mate can rest for a while now that he has completed his mission."

Victor didn't stand on ceremony and lay down in the middle.

Nami immediately leaned closer and rested her head on his left shoulder.

Robin turned to the side and leaned gently against the other side.

Victor stretched out his arms and pulled the two of them into his embrace.

The movement was so natural, as if it had been repeated countless times.

The three people quietly gazed at the moon.

The sea breeze passed through the sails and also stirred Nami's long orange hair.

A moment later, Nami suddenly said, "Once we get to Laugh Tale, I plan to conscript both of you for the rest of your time."

Victor asked, "What are you doing?"

"Of course, it's to help me draw a world map," Nami replied matter-of-factly. "There are still so many islands that haven't been fully recorded."

"You'll be in charge of protecting the ship, Robin will be in charge of searching for the ruins, and I'll be in charge of deciding the course."

Robin smiled and added, "It sounds like we no longer have a chance to refuse."

"Don't you want to?"

"I'm looking forward to it," Robin said, looking at Victor. "I just don't know if our first mate has any other plans."

Viktor tightened his arms, bringing the two closer together.

"My plan is to accompany you to all the places you want to go."

Nami gave a satisfied hum and reached out to pinch his chin: "Your answer was passable."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and kissed Victor.

A subtle aroma of wine lingers on the lips and teeth.

The kiss was initially light, carrying the languor of someone who had just finished a banquet.

However, the two hadn't been alone together for a long time, and Nami soon became dissatisfied with their brief encounters.

Her fingers gripped Victor's collar, and she pressed her body even closer.

After a long while, Nami finally stepped back slightly, her cheeks flushed red from the alcohol and the kiss.

"Robin is still here," Victor whispered a reminder.

"It's not like it's the first time she's seen this," Nami said nonchalantly, turning to Robin instead. "Or are you just planning to watch from the sidelines?"

Robin remained calm; instead, a hint of a smile appeared in her eyes.

"I didn't mean to bother you."

"There's no need to be polite at times like this."

Victor reached out and put his arm around Robin's waist, pulling her close.

Robin leaned down, her long black hair falling down and partially obscuring the moonlight above her head.

She first kissed the corner of Victor's lips, and then kissed him for real.

Compared to Nami's directness, Robin remained composed.

But as Victor's hand moved along her waistline, her breathing gradually became erratic.

Nami lay on her side next to her, watched for a moment, and then quickly moved closer, dissatisfied.

Moonlight fell on the overlapping shadows.

The sea breeze blew across the deck, and only the rhythmic sound of waves could be heard in the distance. It was as if only the three of them remained on the entire Sunshine.

Perhaps because they hadn't been truly close for so long, Viktor's actions gradually became restless.

Nami's body trembled slightly. She leaned down and kissed him again.

His long orange hair was blown down by the sea breeze, the ends brushing against the side of Viktor's face.

Robin leaned to one side, her cheeks finally flushing a distinct red.

She reached out to gather Nami's long hair, but her gaze never left the two of them.

Nami finished kissing and glanced at the empty deck.

"Let's do it here."

Victor paused for a moment: "Here?"

"Everyone else is asleep, and no one's going to come up."

Nami lowered her head and whispered in his ear.

"And the sea breeze is just right tonight."

Robin looked at the exposed deck, and a hint of embarrassment finally appeared on her previously calm expression.

She paused for a moment, then reached out and grabbed Nami's wrist.

"Let's go back to our room."

Nami turned to look at her: "Are you shy?"

"At the very least, the door should have been locked." Robin tried to remain calm. "I just don't want anyone to be too ashamed to show their face tomorrow because of this."

Nami couldn't help but laugh: "You clearly want to too, but you're pretending to be so calm."

Robin smiled and asked, "Who was it that couldn't even control their voice just now?"

Nami's face turned even redder.

"That's because that bastard's hands are wandering!"

Viktor, noticing the two men looking at him at the same time, wisely refrained from engaging in the argument.

He sat up, put one arm around Nami, picked up Robin with the other, and left the lawn deck amidst their hushed gasps.

The corridor leading to the cabin was quiet.

Only the intermingling breaths and suppressed laughter of the three briefly broke the silence of the night.

The door closed quickly behind them.

Robin reached out from Victor's arms and gently turned the door lock.

Click.

This night has only just begun.