"You bastard…"
Zoro, now dressed as a samurai girl, shuddered in disgust and shoved the dazed Sanji-chan away.
"Ugh, this is giving me goosebumps."
Nami grimaced, rubbing her arms as she tried to shake off the discomfort.
"I seriously do not understand how you guys, who keep calling yourselves real men, actually let Shirogai talk you into turning into women…"
The heroic and striking samurai version of Zoro frowned, clearly annoyed as realization set in.
"Hmph, that guy Shirogai told me I could test whether my understanding of the sword would change in a different body…"
"And you believed that? You actually let him use the Hormone-Hormone Fruit on you?"
Nami stared at him in disbelief, then clenched her teeth.
"That guy Shirogai is unbelievable. He actually made a man look better than a woman."
Robin, who had already removed her mask, sat elegantly on a lounge chair. A book rested in her left hand as she flipped a page with her right, a faint smile playing on her lips.
"Even so, without Shirogai's Hormone-Hormone Fruit as a cover, we would have been exposed very quickly, would we not?"
Nami snorted softly, clearly seeing through everything.
"Hmph, this is just his twisted sense of humor. I refuse to believe someone with so many Devil Fruit abilities needs to rely on something this complicated."
Robin chuckled.
"Still, it is quite interesting."
"Tch, do not think I have not noticed, Robin. You are enjoying this too, watching them like this."
Nami rolled her eyes, folding her arms.
"Honestly, your sense of humor is starting to resemble Shirogai's more and more."
Robin tilted her head slightly, covering her lips as she laughed softly.
"You caught me. It really is entertaining."
Nami sighed, though there was a hint of warmth in her expression.
"Honestly, you are becoming more and more unreliable."
Even as she complained, she felt relieved.
Robin's change was obvious.
The Robin from before would have restrained herself, carefully hiding her true emotions behind a composed and intellectual facade.
But after reuniting with Saul in Elbaf, her demeanor had softened. She smiled more, spoke more freely, and no longer buried her thoughts so deeply.
And after Shirogai hinted that there might still be survivors from Ohara, the weight in her heart had eased even further.
Click.
The door opened.
"What are you all talking about?"
A figure stepped out, her beauty so flawless it seemed unreal, like porcelain crafted by the gods.
…
For a moment, silence fell.
It felt as if even the sea itself had quieted.
She smiled gently.
"Are you discussing what comes next?"
Her presence was serene yet captivating, like a pure white flower blooming in a hidden valley, carrying both mystery and quiet elegance.
"Ah… aba aba…"
Sanji-chan collapsed completely, eyes turning into hearts as drool slipped from the corner of his mouth.
"He is a man, he is a man, he is a man…"
Nami slapped her own cheeks, her face flushed as she forced herself to stay grounded.
"This is ridiculous…"
Robin observed Shirogai with curiosity, admiration flickering in her eyes.
"Is this the effect of the Love-Love Fruit, enhancing charm?"
Shirogai smiled, his expression dazzling enough to leave anyone speechless.
"It goes beyond that. With multiple Devil Fruit abilities related to this form, combined with the Hormone-Hormone Fruit, my appearance reaches a near perfect balance."
"That is completely unfair."
Nami rushed forward without hesitation, grabbing his face and pulling at his cheeks with visible frustration.
"You are clearly a man, yet you look better than me. This skin is unreal."
"Alright, that is enough."
Shirogai chuckled softly and disappeared from her grasp, reappearing a short distance away.
His gaze shifted toward the two still eating without pause.
"Are you two done yet? When we reach the island, do not draw attention. We are using this stop to get closer to Mary Geoise."
The two looked up, mouths still full, completely unfocused.
"Mmph… mmph…"
"Nom… mmph…"
One wore a Straw Hat.
The other had an eye mask.