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[OP Marine Officer Luffy] Chapter 301- 305
🕑 Added 2025-01-08 01:00:04 +0000 UTCChapter 301: King Riku is Restored, and Violet is His Successor
Sengoku leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing as he glanced at the medical logo emblazoned on the cigarette box before him. The sharp contrast between his frustration and nostalgia painted a curious picture. With a deep sigh, he reached for the Den Den Mushi on his desk and dialed a familiar number. The grumpy grumbling of a Fleet Admiral was about to commence.
“Oi! Luffy, you brat!” Sengoku barked into the receiver. “When you give a gift, do you know how to give it properly? What’s with this nonsense? Where’s my share? Do you even remember who your elders are? Do you even want to be a Fleet Admiral with this kind of attitude?!”
On the other end, Luffy blinked in confusion, the Den Den Mushi's exaggerated expression perfectly mimicking Sengoku’s irritation. Luffy tilted his head as if questioning whether the person yelling at him was truly Sengoku or an elaborate prankster.
“Grandpa Sengoku…?Didn’t you just called me?” Luffy finally asked, cautiously. His voice held both shock and bemusement.
“Yes, you idiot, it’s me! So what if I just called you, I am the Fleet Admiral. I can call my subordinate as many as I want” Sengoku snapped, clearly offended by Luffy’s disbelief. “What? You think someone would impersonate me to scold you? Do you even understand who you’re talking to?!”
Luffy rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. “Uh… sure, Grandpa Sengoku. I get it. I’ll fix it next time,” he replied, though his tone betrayed his lingering confusion.
“Hmph! You better!” Sengoku huffed, his tone softening just slightly. “You’re a Vice Admiral now. Do you even comprehend what that means? If you want to climb the ranks, you’ve got to start thinking ahead! And stop hanging around that old man Garp and Kizaru so much—They will corrupt you into a slacker!”
“Ahem, Sengoku, you old goat!” Garp’s booming voice interrupted from the background. “Don’t you dare blame me for anything! Luffy’s doing fine without your nagging!”
Sengoku ignored him, continuing his tirade. “Luffy, listen up! You’ll need more than luck and talent to rise further. Flattery and connections are just as important! Remember that.”
Luffy, caught between the chaos of Sengoku and Garp’s bickering, simply muttered, “Uh, sure… understood.”
Before he could ask anything further, Sengoku ended the call, but not before a final audible exchange between the two legendary Marines erupted over the line.
Luffy stared at the Den Den Mushi, now sleeping soundly, for a long moment. His lips curled into a bewildered smile. “What’s gotten into him?” he muttered. “The Fleet Admiral seems unusually fired up these days.”
Nearby, Ain was engaged in her sword training. Noticing Luffy’s dazed expression, she paused, wiping the sweat off her face with a towel. She walked over, her sharp gaze dissecting his confusion.
“What’s going on now, Vice Admiral?” she teased. “Is the Fleet Admiral experiencing a second youth, or are you just that clueless?”
Luffy chuckled, shaking his head. “I don’t know, Ain. But he did promote me to be a Vice Admiral, and called again to call me that. just like that! No formal announcement, no headlines in the papers. That’s kind of a big deal, isn’t it?”
Ain rolled her eyes, smirking. “Oh, I see what you’re trying to do. Changing the subject, are we? Flirting to avoid accountability again?” She leaned closer, adding with mock sternness, “By the way, congratulations on expanding your harem. You’ve managed to charm two princesses here in Dressrosa, and let’s not forget Vivi in Alabasta. That makes three!”
Luffy laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head. “Ah, well, you know how it is…” he trailed off, clearly avoiding the accusation.
Ain crossed her arms but decided to let it slide, a faint smile tugging at her lips. “You’re impossible, Luffy,” she muttered, sitting beside him.
Three days had passed since their arrival in Dressrosa. The once-chaotic kingdom was now steadily finding its footing again. Reinforcements from nearby Marine branches had arrived to assist in maintaining order and rebuilding the nation. Under Luffy’s guidance, King Riku had finally agreed to reclaim the throne, despite his initial reluctance.
The people of Dressrosa, having learned the truth about Doflamingo’s manipulation and the atrocities he committed, welcomed King Riku’s return with open arms. The former king’s reputation, already built on decades of compassion and fairness, shone brighter now that the veil of lies had been lifted.
The day of King Riku’s re-coronation was a jubilant affair. The streets were lined with citizens, cheering and celebrating their restored leader. The new king wasted no time addressing his people and outlining his plans for the kingdom’s recovery. His first order of business was to seek aid from neighboring nations and the World Government.
To King Riku’s relief, many neighboring monarchs responded generously. Having been on the receiving end of his kindness in the past, they eagerly offered resources to help Dressrosa rebuild. The World Government, however, was predictably less altruistic. While they provided some humanitarian aid, they were quick to propose low-interest loans as an additional “solution.”
When Luffy heard about the loans, he laughed bitterly. “The World Government sure knows how to milk every situation for their gain,” he remarked. “But at least the money will help rebuild.”
King Riku didn’t hesitate to take the loan, securing 2 billion Baileys to fund the reconstruction. As the kingdom slowly began to recover, the king made an announcement that shocked even Luffy.
In a public address, King Riku declared that his successor would be none other than Violet, his youngest daughter. The announcement sent ripples of surprise through the crowd and the Marines stationed in Dressrosa.
Luffy, hearing the news, was stunned. “Violet? A successor?” he muttered to himself. But as he thought it over, it began to make sense.
Chapter 302: Blessings from All People, Jealous Hancock
After reclaiming his throne, King Riku made a bold declaration. He publicly acknowledged Rebecca as a member of the royal family, officially reinstating her identity as a princess. However, because her mother had been removed from the throne years ago, Rebecca no longer held any rights to inherit the crown.
As one of King Riku's only two daughters, the line of succession naturally fell to Violet. This announcement, though significant, was not made solely for the sake of protocol. There were deeper reasons behind the decision to publicly declare Violet as the successor. among them was Luffy.
During the days spent rebuilding Dressrosa, King Riku had come to observe Luffy closely. He noticed the bonds Luffy had formed with those around him, especially Violet. Though the young Marine seemed carefree and unassuming, King Riku understood his potential as a powerful ally. In the years since Doflamingo’s tyrannical rule, King Riku had come to one sobering realization: strength was essential. Without it, a kingdom was vulnerable to the ambitions of people like Doflamingo.
King Riku couldn’t risk letting his people suffer again. To secure Dressrosa’s future, he needed someone strong—someone capable of standing against the world's greatest threats. Luffy was that person. He wasn’t just a Vice Admiral; he was a man who had taken down Jack the Drought and wounded Kaido, one of the Four Emperors. With the backing of legends like Garp, Sengoku, and Tsuru, Luffy’s power and influence were undeniable.
What made the situation even more fortuitous was Violet’s apparent affection for Luffy. King Riku wasn’t blind to their budding relationship. He had seen the way Violet lingered near Luffy, Their connection was clear to anyone with eyes, and King Riku decided to subtly encourage it for the good of his kingdom.
A few days later, Luffy found Violet in the camp. She had exchanged her Marine cloak for a dark purple dress befitting her royal status. She was playing with a group of children, laughing as she handed out small trinkets to brighten their day. Seeing her in such a carefree moment, Luffy hesitated before approaching. Finally, he called out.
“Plum, Sengoku just gave me orders. I need to leave for Wano Country immediately. I wanted to let you know before I head out.”
Violet looked up, her smile faltering for a moment. She gently coaxed the children to play elsewhere before walking over to him. Her hands nervously adjusted her hair as she spoke softly. “I knew you’d have to leave soon. I’ve already said my goodbyes—to my father, to Rebecca, and even to Kyros.”
She hesitated, then added shyly, “If you’re leaving, I want to come with you.”
Luffy’s usual carefree grin softened into something warmer. He extended his arm toward her. “Alright, let’s go.”
Blushing, Violet looped her arm through his, letting herself be led.
As they walked through the streets toward The Stormbreaker, residents of Dressrosa began to gather, cheering and offering their blessings. The crowd, having long observed the growing closeness between their princess and the Marine, erupted into celebration.
“Your Highness Violet, good luck! We’re rooting for you!” someone shouted.
“Take care of Violet-sama, Luffy-sama! Make sure she’s happy!” another added.
A younger girl chimed in with a laugh, “I wish I could have a romance with Luffy-sama too!”
Violet flushed under the attention, but the open, celebratory atmosphere of Dressrosa made it easier to smile and wave back at the citizens. Luffy played along, waving at the crowd and occasionally thanking them for their kind words.
The energy of the crowd grew louder as they approached The Stormbreaker. Violet, though initially shy, quickly adapted to the attention, her confidence buoyed by the support of her people. As they neared the ship, she leaned toward Luffy and whispered, “They’re really excited for us.”
Luffy chuckled, his eyes scanning the sea of smiling faces. “They’ve been through a lot. It’s nice to see them happy for a change.”
Meanwhile, on The Stormbreaker, Hancock watched the scene from a window, her usual regal composure replaced by barely contained jealousy. Her favorite handkerchief was balled in her fist as she bit down on it, veins visible on her forehead.
“That woman is far too arrogant!” she fumed. “Next time I return to Amazon Lily, I’ll walk hand-in-hand with Luffy and receive the blessings of all my people too!”
Hina, sitting nearby with the tiny Mansherry in her lap, smirked at Hancock’s outburst. “Amazon Lily doesn’t exactly have the population for that kind of spectacle, does it?” she quipped. “Even if you gathered everyone, Hina doubt it’d look half as grand.”
Hancock spun around, her aura darkening. “Who are you calling small, you insolent old hag?! Amazon Lily is a world-class power, far beyond the comprehension of someone like you!”
Hina raised an eyebrow, calmly setting Mansherry down before standing to her full height. “Old hag? That’s rich coming from someone so conceited. I’ve been putting up with your nonsense for too long. Let’s settle this right now!”
With that, Hina extended an iron rod from her palm, coating it in Armament Haki as she squared off against Hancock. The two clashed, their combat shaking the ship’s deck as other crew members hurried to get out of their way. Koala, cradling Mansherry in her arms, sighed dramatically. “Can’t they ever get along?” she muttered.
Outside, Luffy and Violet finally arrived at The Stormbreaker. Waiting near the gangplank was Gion, her arms crossed and an amused smile playing on her lips. “Heading out already?” she asked. “Don’t forget about your big sister when you’re off having adventures.”
Luffy grinned. “If you don’t want to be left behind, you could always come along. I’m sure Sengoku wouldn’t mind.”
Chapter 303: Separation and Fight
Gion let out a heavy sigh, her voice tinged with melancholy. “I wish I could come along, but the responsibilities of a reserve admiral aren’t something I can take lightly. Sister Tsuru gave me a task to inspect the branches in the New World, and it looks like I won’t get much rest for the foreseeable future.”
She spread her hands in exasperation, her expression conveying just how much she begrudged the workload. Inwardly, she muttered a few choice complaints about Tsuru, who always seemed to find ways to exploit her subordinates’ energy.
After lamenting her fate, Gion quickly regained her composure. Her usual graceful demeanor returned, and she offered Luffy a small smile. “At least I’ll be stationed in the New World for a while. If I get the chance, I’ll visit you in Wano. And…” Her voice dropped as she leaned in, glancing warily around before giving Violet a measured look. After ensuring no one else was listening, she whispered to Luffy, “I’ll try to track down that fruit you mentioned, and I’ll see if I can locate that lantern fish as well. Maybe I’ll get lucky.”
Without waiting for his response, Gion bent down and wrapped Luffy in a warm embrace. Luffy, caught slightly off guard, hesitated before patting her back gently. He leaned in to whisper, “Thank you, Sister Gion. I really appreciate it.”
Gion straightened and gave him a teasing smirk. “You’d better. And remember, you owe me for this. I don’t know what it is about you, but I’ll admit, you’re good at making things interesting.”
Luffy chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. “I’ll make it up to you, promise.”
Her expression softened for a moment, but she quickly shifted her attention to Violet, who had been watching the exchange in silence. Gion’s gaze turned appraising, her smile sharpening just a little. “I’m leaving him in your care, Violet. Make sure he doesn’t get into too much trouble.”
Though Violet was no stranger to high-pressure situations, facing Gion—one of the most respected officers in the Marines—was a different kind of challenge. The weight of her presence made Violet feel small, but she refused to back down. Straightening her posture, she met Gion’s gaze with determination. “I’ll do what needs to be done. You don’t need to worry about him.”
Gion studied her for a moment, then chuckled. “Good. I like your spirit.” She extended her hand, her gesture both sincere and disarming.
Violet hesitated but eventually shook Gion’s hand firmly. Just as she began to pull away, however, Gion’s grip tightened.
“What are you—” Violet began, but Gion silenced her with a mischievous smile.
“Listen carefully, little sister,” Gion murmured, her tone playful yet laced with warning. “While I may accept you, there are others on this ship who might not be so welcoming. Especially one of them. Even I tread carefully around her. You’d best be cautious.”
Violet froze, her mind racing. Gion’s cryptic words were unsettling, and her playful demeanor only added to the tension. Before she could respond, Gion released her hand and turned to Luffy with a sly wink. “Take care, Vice Admiral. I’m sure we’ll meet again soon.”
She walked away with a confident sway, leaving Violet standing there, gripping Luffy’s arm for support. Her voice quivered slightly as she asked, “Luffy… who was she talking about? Could it be…”
Luffy gave her a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry about it. As long as you don’t challenge her title as the most beautiful woman in the world, she’ll treat you like family.”
Though his words were meant to comfort, Violet couldn’t help but feel uneasy. “The most beautiful woman in the world…” she repeated, a slight frown on her face. After a moment, she shook her head, dismissing her concerns. “Fine. Then take me to meet everyone. I’d like to know just how many women you have on this ship.”
Luffy laughed nervously, scratching his head. “Uh, sure. Let’s go.”
As they boarded The Stormbreaker, Violet immediately noticed the commotion on the deck. Two figures were locked in a heated battle, their movements swift and precise. The clash of Hancock’s Fragrant Foot against Hina’s Blackthorn Spear echoed across the ship, drawing the attention of several crew members who had gathered to watch the spectacle.
Violet froze in her tracks, her eyes widening in disbelief. “Luffy… is this your idea of a ‘harmonious family’?”
Luffy rubbed the back of his neck, looking equally perplexed and a little embarrassed. “Uh, well… they’re usually more… civil.”
Hina and Hancock, however, showed no signs of stopping. Their strikes were calculated, their glares fierce. The tension between them had clearly reached a boiling point.
“Don’t underestimate Hina, Boa Hancock!” Hina snarled, her iron spear glowing with the sheen of Armament Haki. “Hina have had enough of your arrogance!”
“And I’ve had enough of your insolence, Hina!” Hancock retorted, her foot poised to strike. “How dare you mock the Empress of Amazon Lily!”
The watching crew murmured among themselves, some placing bets on who would emerge victorious. Koala, holding Mansherry protectively in her arms, sighed and shook her head. “They’re at it again,” she muttered. “Why can’t they just talk things out like normal people?”
Violet’s grip on Luffy’s arm tightened as she turned to him with a mix of disbelief and concern. “Are you sure it’s safe for me to stay here? This doesn’t look like a ‘friendly family’ to me.”
Luffy let out a heavy sigh and stepped forward, raising his voice. “Oi! You two can have fun, but don’t go overboard! This is a ship, not a battlefield!”
Chapter 304: Hancock: Bastard, Who Are You Calling Auntie?!
As soon as Luffy finished speaking, the two women, who had been fighting moments ago, stopped in their tracks and turned toward him. Their eyes lit up as they realized he was back. Hancock, wasting no time, opened her arms wide with joy.
"My dear, you’re finally back! I’ve missed you so much~~!” she cried, throwing herself into his arms with abandon. In the process, she subtly pushed Violet aside, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
“Welcome home, Luffy,” Hina added, her tone more reserved but no less genuine as she moved in for a hug. She, too, managed to nudge Violet further away with her embrace.
Caught between the two, Luffy chuckled nervously, unsure how to handle the sudden influx of affection. Meanwhile, Violet, who had been unceremoniously pushed aside, fumed in silent outrage. Her fists clenched tightly as her face turned a deep shade of red.
Then, as if on cue, Hancock and Hina turned their heads simultaneously, flashing Violet matching cunning smirks that made their intentions unmistakable.
#! #! #!
“Damn it! These two bastards are working together!” Violet thought, her frustration boiling over. “They’re just acting all lovey-dovey to keep me away! This is a declaration of war—a direct challenge to me! I won’t back down!”
With renewed determination, Violet squared her shoulders and attempted to squeeze her way back toward Luffy. Unfortunately, the two women were an impenetrable wall of resolve, their grip on him unyielding. Every effort Violet made was met with subtle, almost imperceptible resistance that left her fuming even more.
Breaking the stalemate, Violet turned to Luffy with a deliberate air of innocence and asked in a sweet, exaggeratedly delicate voice, “Luffy, who are these two aunties? Would you mind introducing me?”
For a moment, there was silence. Then—#!#!#!
“Auntie?!” Hancock and Hina exclaimed in unison, their eyes twitching with barely suppressed fury.
Hancock’s body began to tremble as she lowered her head, her fingers clenching tightly. “Hehe… Oh, I see how it is,” she muttered darkly. “This little brat is clearly insulting you, Hina.”
“Oh no,” Hina replied, her tone equally venomous. “She’s obviously referring to you, Hancock.”
Before Violet could even process the exchange, Hancock raised her leg in a graceful arc, her expression dark with malice. “How dare you, rude child! Perfume Femur!” she declared, her attack aimed squarely at Violet.
Not to be outdone, Hina coated her extended iron spear in Armament Haki, her voice laced with scorn. “You’re nothing but a little girl pretending to be a woman. Blackthorn Spear!”
The two women, fueled by Violet’s earlier remark, launched their attacks simultaneously, their intent clear. Violet’s eyes widened in alarm as she realized the full force of their fury was directed at her.
Before the blows could connect, Luffy’s arms shot out, wrapping around both Hancock and Hina’s waists. “Oi, oi! Calm down, you two!” he yelled, his voice tinged with exasperation. “No fighting on the ship!”
Hina kicked her long legs in frustration, her flesh-colored stockings catching the light as she struggled against Luffy’s grip. “Let me go, Luffy! Hina going to teach this brat some respect!”
Hancock wasn’t any less indignant.
As the commotion continued, the other women on board began gathering to watch the spectacle. Kalifa, standing beside Olivia, smirked as she observed the escalating drama. “Well, well, it seems Violet is stirring up trouble again,” she whispered. “First, she picks a fight with Hina and Hancock. Now she’s trying to win Luffy’s attention. This is going to be fun.”
Olivia nodded, a playful gleam in her eye. “She’s certainly bold for a newcomer. Let’s see how far she gets.”
Nearby, Nami, ever the opportunist, had already pulled out her wallet. “Alright, ladies! The betting pool is open!” she declared. “Place your bets! Who will Luffy side with? I’m putting 30,000 Baileys on the newcomer.”
The enthusiasm spread quickly, and one by one, the women began placing their bets.
“I’ll bet 50,000 on Hancock and Hina,” Koala chimed in.
Kalifa raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Make mine 100,000 for Hancock and Hina.”
Olivia crossed her arms confidently. “500,000 Baileys on the veterans. The new girl doesn’t stand a chance.”
Even Mansherry, swayed by Koala’s encouragement, timidly added, “I’ll bet 10,000 on Hancock and Hina…”
As the bets piled up, Luffy’s patience wore thin. A prominent vein throbbed on his forehead as he listened to the chaos unfolding around him. Finally, he took a deep breath and raised his voice.
“Oi! Hancock! Hina!” he called, his tone unexpectedly calm and gentle.
The two women paused mid-struggle, their anger simmering just below the surface as they turned to look at him. “What is it, Luffy?” they asked in unison, their curiosity piqued by his sudden change in demeanor.
Luffy’s smile was anything but reassuring. He turned his gaze toward the gathered women, his eyes narrowing as a sinister grin spread across his face. “I have a favor to ask.”
The tension in the air shifted as Hancock and Hina exchanged a glance, their anger momentarily replaced by intrigue. “What kind of favor?” Hancock asked cautiously.
Luffy’s grin widened as he pointed toward the betting crowd. “Can you help me teach those idiots over there a lesson? They’ve been having too much fun watching the show.”
Chapter 305: Ain is Defeated, Yamato Suffers
Following Luffy’s gaze, Hancock and Hina turned toward the group of women, who immediately froze in confusion. Realizing they had been caught, they quickly tried to hide their money, shuffling nervously.
Hancock narrowed her eyes, her presence growing even more intimidating. “Hey! What’s the meaning of this? Do you think I’m some kind of monkey performing tricks at the zoo for your amusement?” Her sharp tone carried enough weight to make the women flinch and take a collective step back.
Ain’s heart skipped a beat. Trying to appear inconspicuous, she quietly sidestepped out of view. However, Hina, now gripping her iron rod with an ominous expression, tapped it lightly against her palm.
“As expected,” Hina muttered darkly. “Compared to the newcomers, you lot are the real troublemakers. You enjoy gambling, huh? Fine. Hina will break your legs!”
Before anyone could react, Hina dashed forward, her iron rod gleaming with menace.
The usually clever Nami was the first to break the silence, her face draining of color. “Run!” she screamed, bolting away without a second glance. The rest of the women scattered in all directions, the deck erupting into chaos.
Yamato, unfortunately, was not as quick on her feet. Struggling with the hem of her skirt and the awkwardness of wearing high heels, she only managed a few steps before losing her balance and tumbling to the ground.
Hina grinned triumphantly. “Oh dear, it seems someone’s fallen behind. Hina won’t say who it is, though~”
Yamato’s voice trembled as she pleaded, “S-Sister Hina, have mercy! Please don’t—wuwuwu!”
Hina wasted no time tying Yamato up, much to the amusement of the others who watched from a safe distance. Ain, standing with her arms crossed and her face calm, shook her head solemnly. “This is what happens when you gamble recklessly,” she said, feigning disapproval.
Hancock’s voice interrupted her pretense. “Oh? So you didn’t participate?” she asked, her tone dripping with suspicion.
Ain’s body stiffened as she turned to face Hancock, her expression carefully neutral. “Of course not. I’m a righteous Marine. How could I possibly stoop to such behavior?”
Hancock raised an eyebrow, her gaze falling on Ain’s pocket, where the edge of a half-finished betting slip poked out. A sly smile spread across Hancock’s face. “You might want to check your pocket before you make such claims,” she said with a smirk.
Ain’s eyes widened in panic. She quickly glanced down and saw the incriminating slip. Oh no! Without thinking, she tapped her feet and activated Shave, disappearing in a blur as she attempted to escape.
Hancock, her grin widening, wasn’t about to let such an opportunity slip by. “Oh no, you don’t!” she called, chasing after Ain with gleeful determination.
Meanwhile, Luffy stood calmly with Violet, his hand resting on her shoulder as chaos unfolded around them. The screams of the women echoed across the deck as Hancock chased Ain, and Hina resumed tormenting the unlucky Yamato.
Violet, overwhelmed by the scene, turned to Luffy with wide eyes. “This is the harmonious family you told me about?” she asked incredulously. “If this is how things work, is it too late for me to back out?”
Luffy laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head. “They’re usually… more peaceful.”
Shaking his head, Luffy decided to introduce Violet to the rest of the group. “Alright, let me introduce you to everyone. See the one chasing Ain? That’s Hancock—you probably already know her without me saying. The one swinging the iron rod is Hina, one of my lieutenants. And the poor girl who just got tied up? That’s Yamato. She arrived a few days before you.”
Violet nodded slowly, trying to process the information. As Luffy continued to point out the other women, she couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of unease. Every woman she saw was stunning, each possessing unique qualities that made them stand out. Hancock’s regal beauty was undeniable, but the others were equally striking in their own ways.
Olivia’s voluptuous figure was impossible to ignore, while Kalifa’s flawless, porcelain skin practically glowed. Even Nami’s playful charm and Yamato’s energetic spirit seemed to radiate confidence. Violet glanced down at her own wheat-colored skin and felt a pang of self-consciousness.
“Luffy,” she murmured, her voice tinged with doubt, “all your admirers are so beautiful. Do you really think I can fit in here?”
Luffy’s expression softened as he turned to face her. He pulled her into a gentle embrace, holding her close as he whispered, “Don’t overthink it. Each of you is unique and irreplaceable to me. You’re all important in your own ways.”
Violet looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “Really? I’m important to you?”
Luffy smiled warmly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Of course. You and your abilities are invaluable to me—and to all of us.” His voice carried a sincerity that left no room for doubt.
A flicker of confusion crossed Violet’s face. “My abilities? You mean my Glare-Glare Fruit?”
Luffy’s smile turned mischievous. “Exactly. I’m willing to bet that once the others learn about what you can do, they’ll all be falling over themselves to be your best friend.”
“What do you mean?” Violet asked, tilting her head in curiosity.
Instead of answering, Luffy turned to the women on deck, who had started to shift from chasing each other to playful banter. Raising his voice, he called out, “Everyone! I have an announcement.”
The group paused, their attention turning toward him.
“Did you know Violet’s Glare-Glare Fruit lets her observe things up to 4,000 kilometers away? It doesn’t matter if it’s in the sky or underwater!”
