One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

The azure sea stretches to the horizon, and the sky is crystal clear.

The Going Merry sailed leisurely on the calm sea, carried by the gentle sea breeze.

However, in stark contrast to the tranquil seascape, the mornings on the ship often begin with a chaotic scene of chickens and dogs running around.

"Slurp..."

On the deck at the stern, Luffy was leaning on the railing, his body twisted like a snake.

They were quietly approaching the three newly transplanted, lush orange trees in the corner.

Looking at those golden, plump oranges that exuded an enticing fragrance, Luffy's mouth was dripping with drool, and his eyes even turned into the shape of oranges.

"It looks so delicious... I'll just have one... I hope I won't get caught?"

Luffy's arm slowly stretched out, his sinful rubber hand about to touch the sacred fruit.

"Stop it! You treacherous rubber monkey!!"

A roar was accompanied by the sound of wind breaking.

"when!!"

A heavy frying pan slammed down on Luffy's outstretched arm.

Sanji, wearing an apron and holding a frying pan, stood like a guardian deity in front of the orange tree:

"This is Nami's most precious orange tree! Even if only one leaf falls, I'll turn it into rubber sashimi!!"

"Ouch! Sanji, you're so stingy! Oranges are for eating!"

Luffy covered his arm and protested loudly in dissatisfaction, then jumped back.

This jump, unfortunately, landed squarely on one of the green algae-covered people who was fast asleep on the deck.

"Pfft!"

Zoro was dreaming of becoming the world's greatest swordsman when he was suddenly jolted awake by a heavy blow to the stomach.

"Damn it! Who attacked me?!"

Zoro sprang up abruptly, and upon seeing Luffy and Sanji, immediately joined the battle with a grumpy expression.

"You two idiots! What are you yelling about so early in the morning! Do you want to get killed?!"

"Who are you calling an idiot? You green-haired moss!"

"I'm talking to you! You lecherous cook!"

"I want to eat an orange!!"

The deck instantly descended into chaos, with dust flying everywhere.

Meanwhile, in the other corner.

"Hehehe, after my improvements, this is now a 'Special Super Invincible Chili Star' that can make elephants cry from the spiciness!"

Usopp was wearing goggles, holding a small, purplish-red pill in his hand, and grinning smugly.

"Huh?"

Clay, the black crow beside him, curiously approached and tilted his head to stare at the red pill.

"Oh? Clay, do you want to try some? This is good stuff!" Usopp grinned mischievously and handed over the chili ball.

Clay, not understanding why, opened his mouth and swallowed it whole.

One second, two seconds.

"boom--!!"

Clay's feathers bristled instantly, turning his originally black body a bright red, like a roasted turkey, and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"Ugh—!! It's spicy!! It's killing me with spiciness!!!"

It let out a piercing scream.

Then, like a red shooting star, it shot straight out of the railing and plunged into the sea with a "plop".

"Hahaha! The effect is outstanding!" Usopp laughed wildly, clutching his stomach.

"Gah gah! Help... gurgle gurgle... help me..."

Usopp paused, then immediately jumped over the railing and into the sea.

On the second deck.

This is the first mate's designated spot.

Victor was lying on a comfortable beach chair, a thick book covering his face, his hands clasped behind his head.

Although the book is titled "Zeff's Nautical Diary," his even breathing revealed that he was currently navigating an "ocean of knowledge."

He didn't even bother to move when there was noise downstairs, as if an invisible barrier separated him from these idiots.

until……

"Squeak—"

The door to the girls' room was pushed open.

Nami watched as the three main fighters fought over a few oranges on the deck, and Usopp laughed heartily while clutching his stomach.

A bright red "well" character instantly appeared on Nami's forehead, and a visible black aura of dominance rose from her body.

"You bunch of guys..."

Nami clenched her fists, then walked over with a benevolent smile:

"Can't you be a little quieter this early in the morning?!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three muffled thuds.

The three main players, who were just moments before so arrogant, suddenly found themselves kneeling neatly on the deck, their heads covered in steaming bumps.

"Ouch... Nami, are you a devil...?" Luffy covered the bump on his head, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Stop arguing!"

Nami, hands on her hips, announced the ship's new rules with an air of dominance:

"Listen up! Now that you're at sea, you must abide by the rules of this navigator!"

"First, all the money on the ship is under my control! You have to apply to spend any money!"

"Secondly, I control the course! Anyone who dares to give wrong directions will be thrown overboard to feed the fish!"

Nami pointed to the orange tree behind her, her eyes becoming incredibly sharp:

"Third! These three orange trees are absolutely forbidden territory! Anyone who dares to steal even one... I'll fine them ten million Berries!!"

"Yes!! Miss Nami!!"

Sanji, though he'd also been hit, was now wriggling his body with hearts in his eyes: "Being managed by Nami-san feels... amazing! This is a trial of love!"

Zoro curled his lip and turned his head to the side with an annoyed look: "Tch, what a troublesome guy."

……

It was late at night.

Silver moonlight, like a veil, spilled across the shimmering sea, and the whole world seemed to fall asleep.

Apart from……

"Slurp...meat...delicious...slurp..."

Inside the boys' cabin, Luffy's deafening snores rose and fell, as if playing an unpleasant symphony.

"..."

Viktor opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling, and sighed helplessly.

"That snoring is even more powerful than a sonic attack."

Unable to sleep due to the noise, Victor quietly left the room, intending to go to the deck to enjoy the sea breeze.

He stopped as soon as he reached the stern of the boat.

A slender figure stood beneath those orange trees.

Nami was not asleep.

She had just finished showering; her short, orange hair was still wet and clung to her cheeks. She was wearing only a thin white shirt, which made her look exceptionally gentle and serene in the moonlight.

She reached out and gently stroked the leaves of the orange tree, her eyes devoid of the shrewdness and irritability of the day, replaced only by endless tenderness.

"Are you up so late counting how much fruit is on these trees so you can sell it for money?"

Viktor's languid voice broke the silence.

He leaned against the railing, smiling as he looked at the girl under the tree.

Nami didn't get flustered like she did during the day.

She turned around, the moonlight shining on her face, her brown eyes shimmering with a complex light.

"Fool."

Nami spoke softly, a faint smile playing on her lips:

"These oranges... are priceless treasures that money can't buy."

Viktor smiled and did not refute.

He took a step and slowly approached Nami.

As they drew closer, a faint scent of shower gel and the refreshing aroma of oranges filled the air.

Viktor's gaze shifted downwards, landing on Nami's exposed left shoulder.

There, the black jagged tattoo that once symbolized enslavement and nightmares has completely disappeared.

Instead, a brand new pattern has emerged—windmills and oranges intertwined, appearing particularly vivid under the moonlight.

Viktor reached out his hand.

His fingertips lightly touched the new tattoo.

The slightly cool touch made Nami's body stiffen slightly, and a blush instantly rose on her cheeks, but she did not dodge away, but let Viktor's fingers linger.

"Compared to that ugly jagged edge..."

Viktor looked at the design and said in a low voice, "This design is much more pleasing to the eye."

Nami lowered her head, looking at the pattern on her shoulder, a hint of relief flashing in her eyes:

"Um……"

"This represents freedom... and family."

She looked up at Victor, who was so close to her, the man who had broken her shackles in the flames.

"Thank you, Victor."

Nami's voice was soft, but very earnest.

Subsequently, in order to cover up this overly ambiguous atmosphere...

She deliberately feigned distress, bringing up what Victor had said to her on the ship when he helped her preserve the treasure:

"Speaking of which... although you helped me keep my money, I now owe you so much debt..."

Nami raised her head, half-jokingly and half-seriously, her large eyes sparkling with cunning and a hint of barely perceptible expectation:

"What if I can never pay back my debts in my entire life?"

Upon hearing this...

Viktor slowly withdrew his hand, his dark eyes smiling as he looked at her.

He suddenly leaned down and moved closer to Nami.

The distance between the two instantly closed, close enough that they could feel each other's breath.

Viktor leaned close to Nami's ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe.

He spoke softly, with a hint of mockery, in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"I can't pay it back..."

"Then use your entire life... to slowly pay off the debt."

boom--

This statement is like a depth charge.

Nami's face instantly turned bright red, all the way to her ears, and her heart pounded wildly like a deer.

"You...you...!"

She frantically looked up and met Victor's smiling eyes, her mind going completely blank.

"Good...goodnight!!"

Nami could no longer resist and abruptly pushed away Viktor, who was getting closer and closer.

Like a startled rabbit, she hurriedly ran back to her room.

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut.

Silence returned to the deck.

Viktor stood there, watching the fleeing figure, touched his nose, and the smile on his lips grew wider and wider.

He turned around, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and stretched happily.

"The moonlight tonight... is truly beautiful."