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Foosha Village,
A gentle breeze rustled, and sunlight bathed the tranquil little village, as if nothing had ever changed.
Dadan sat by the bar counter at Makino's bar, holding her phone, which was playing a video of Luffy.
"Hahaha, Luffy is still the same, not changed at all," Dadan laughed heartily, watching Luffy's figure in the video, as if seeing the boy who used to run around in the yard.
Makino held a cocktail shaker in her hand, gently shaking it while saying, "Yes, he is."
After watching the video for a while longer, she continued with a smile, "It hasn't been that long since he left, but Luffy already has so many friends around him. I'm really happy for him."
Dadan nodded, a hint of nostalgia flashing in her eyes.
She remembered Luffy's childhood days in Foosha Village, the carefree times.
Although Luffy had grown up and left Foosha Village, his smile had never changed.
"Maybe that's Luffy's charm," Dadan said softly, then laughed and cursed, "I've sent that kid so many private messages, and he still hasn't replied to a single one!"
"Hehe, maybe Luffy won't reply."
"Hahaha, maybe you're right!"
...
Little Garden,
A lush green island. The sea breeze gently blew, bringing waves of floral fragrance.
Luffy and the others hurried along, finally reaching here by following the Log Pose.
After so many days of anxiety, fearing that the Marines would suddenly catch up, they could finally temporarily relax.
"Oh my god, I'm exhausted. We haven't seen the Marines for so many days, so I guess we've shaken them off," Usopp sat on the ground, sighing towards the sky, his face full of exhaustion but also a hint of relief.
Nami held binoculars, standing at the bow, looking back in the direction they came from again and again, her eyes showing a hint of caution.
"It's true that we haven't seen any sign of the Marines for many days. Maybe we really have shaken them off," she put down the binoculars, her tone a little uncertain.
Vivi looked at everyone and also relaxed. She propped her chin on her hand and speculated, "Maybe they encountered a super sea beast? Or extreme thunderstorm weather? Causing them to retreat?"
"Miss Vivi is too smart! It must be as Vivi guessed!" Sanji praised without hesitation, giving a thumbs up.
Hearing Sanji's praise, Vivi lowered her head a little bashfully, her cheeks slightly flushed, and whispered, "Not really, I was just guessing."
Zoro looked at Sanji and snorted disdainfully, "Love Cook."
Then he jumped off the ship by himself, ready to go ashore.
"Hey! Marimo, what are you going to do? Why are you acting alone all of a sudden!"
Zoro waved his hand without looking back, "I'm going to find some food, otherwise we'll all starve to death before it gets dark."
His fingers grazed his three swords, his voice a little impatient, clearly annoyed by the Love Cook's behavior.
Hearing Zoro's words, Luffy's eyes lit up, and he immediately jumped off the ship as well, catching up to Zoro. "Zoro, wait for me, I want to go find food with you too, I'm starving!"
Nami looked at the two figures walking away and felt a headache. "These two guys never listen to orders."
She shook her head helplessly, then turned her gaze to Vivi.
Sanji suddenly spoke up first, "I'll be in a group with Miss Vivi, so I can look after her safety at any time."
"Oh, then I'll leave it to you, Sanji."
Immediately after, Nami's gaze fell on Usopp. Usopp's face instantly turned ugly. He covered his stomach, his voice trembling slightly.
"Bad news, everyone, I've contracted a disease that prevents me from going ashore. If I land on the island, I might die immediately." His expression was exaggerated, as if he were really sick.
Everyone looked at each other, their faces showing a hint of helplessness and speechlessness.
Finally, it was decided that Usopp would stay on the ship and watch it, while Nami, Vivi, and Sanji would go ashore to look for food.
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Amazon Lily,
This morning, sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains into the room. As soon as Ron opened his eyes, he saw Hancock propping her chin on her hands, lying by the bed and looking at him.
There was a hint of petulance on her face, and her eyes held a touch of shyness, which instantly startled Ron. He sat up abruptly from the bed.
"Hancock? Why are you in my room?" Ron's voice held a hint of surprise. He rubbed his eyes, confirming he wasn't dreaming.
"Hmph! This is my room!" Hancock pouted her little mouth, complaining unhappily, "Last night, Master Ron drank too much at the celebration banquet. My body is delicate, and I couldn't lift you, so I could only leave you here."
Ron felt a wave of speechlessness upon hearing this.
He looked at Hancock's delicate appearance and couldn't help but inwardly complain: You, a weak woman? Who would believe that.
However, he also knew that he had indeed drunk too much last night and might have caused Hancock a lot of trouble.
Just as Ron was about to get dressed and get up, a small breeze suddenly blew, and he felt a chill down below. He looked down and found that he was completely naked!
He froze for a moment, then stared blankly at Hancock. "Hancock, where are my clothes?!"
At this point, Hancock's pretty face flushed instantly. She murmured in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "Oh dear, it's all your fault. You threw up everywhere after drinking too much yesterday... So I had to help you change clothes..."
She lowered her head, her voice holding a hint of shyness and also a touch of reproach, seemingly blaming Ron for causing her trouble.
Upon hearing this, Ron slapped his forehead hard, regretting inwardly: As expected, I shouldn't drink too much alcohol. He glanced at the new clothes prepared nearby, planning to change, but Hancock was still here and didn't say she was leaving, which made him a little awkward.
"Uh... Hancock, I need to change clothes, could you please..."
"Okay, I can help!" Hancock seemed to have been waiting for this sentence. She happily picked up the clothes, ready to help Ron dress, her face even showing a hint of anticipation, and her eyes filled with excitement.
Ron was completely stunned. No, that's not what he meant.
He wanted Hancock to leave so he could get dressed! (T/N: Don't worry, they will do the deed)
"What's wrong, Master Ron?" Hancock widened her eyes, looking innocently at Ron, a hint of cunning flashing in her eyes.
"Hancock, what I mean is I can dress myself. Could you please leave?"
"Alright, then I won't disturb you. Also, Morgans is waiting for you in the reception room and said he has something to discuss."
"Okay, I understand."
Then, a hint of disappointment flashed in Hancock's eyes. She left the room reluctantly, looking back three times as she went.