With the collapse of Arlong Park, not only was the Arlong crew that had plagued the area for years destroyed.
Under the force of the punch that could vibrate the atmosphere, crack the sea, shake the sky, and trigger a massive tsunami, the heavy, long-standing cloud cover above Cocoyasi Island seemed to be blown away by the shattering force. Warm sunlight once again shone down upon this land, which had been steeped in blood and tears.
On the ruins, warm sunlight shone down, and Xinan gently comforted the girl in his arms.
"There, there, stop crying, or someone might see us and think I bullied you!"
Nami was a girl who had endured years of suffering that even a strong-willed man might not withstand. She was undoubtedly a very resilient girl, but having finally found someone to rely on, she allowed herself to show some of the vulnerability of an ordinary girl.
Hearing Xinan, Nami slowly stopped sobbing.
Looking at the girl with red eyes in his arms, Xinan said helplessly, "How about this? How about I show you a magic trick?"
"A magic trick?" Nami asked, confused.
Xinan nodded. "Close your eyes, you'll know soon enough."
"You aren't planning to sneak a kiss, are you?" Knowing Xinan's mind was full of lustful thoughts, Nami asked suspiciously.
Seeing her distrustful look, Xinan rolled his eyes.
Seeing Xinan's playful demeanor, Nami giggled and said, "Alright, I'll trust you this once!"
With that, Nami obediently closed her eyes.
After crying so much, Nami herself felt a little embarrassed. If Xinan wanted to kiss her, she didn't mind. After all, let alone her top lips, her lower lips had been kissed too. She was only intentionally teasing Xinan because she didn't want him to mock her!
Closing her eyes, Nami felt her shoulders being grasped. She could only sigh inwardly, "As expected, I guessed right. How cliché! Isn't this exactly like those romance novels where the boy has the girl close her eyes before gently kissing her?"
Despite her internal monologue, Nami showed an expectant expression. But after a long while, Xinan still hadn't kissed her. Instead, Nami felt a warmth spreading from her shoulders across her entire body, making all the fatigue disappear.
After a moment, she heard Xinan say, "Alright, open your eyes."
Hearing this, Nami slowly opened her eyes. After adjusting to the light, she looked around but found nothing had changed. Expecting a surprise, she asked confusedly, "Where's the magic trick?"
"Take a look at your hands and arms," Xinan said with a smile.
Hearing this, Nami looked down at her hands.
Although Nami was naturally beautiful, her skin had become slightly rough from the constant toiling and traveling at sea. But now, the skin on her hands was fair, smooth, and elastic, and all the calluses had vanished without a trace.
Seeing the change in her hands, Nami turned her head to look at her left shoulder. She was wearing a white, sleeveless vest. The Arlong tattoo on her exposed arm was gone, leaving only soft, smooth, fair skin.
Seeing this, Nami's eyes were once again uncontrollably filled with tears.
For Nami, the tattoo was more than just a mark of belonging to the crew she hated; most importantly, the tattoo constantly reminded Nami, acting as a mental and physical shackle that prevented her from escaping the Arlong Pirates.
"Well, wasn't that a beautiful magic trick?"
"Mhm, it's very beautiful," Nami said, her voice choked. She leaped back into his arms.
A tattoo is ink embedded deep in the flesh. Xinan's lubrication ability can smooth out skin imperfections like blackheads and melanin, making the skin fairer and smoother. Removing the tattoo was simple.
The reason he hadn't helped Nami remove it earlier was entirely because Nami refused to talk about the Arlong crew.
With the walls of Arlong Park collapsed, they could clearly see a group of villagers approaching on the small path leading to the park.
"Alright! Someone's coming."
Hearing this, Nami quickly wiped away her tears.
Looking at the approaching crowd, Xinan said, "Go! Tell everyone that the Arlong Pirates have been eliminated. I think everyone has been waiting for this day for a long time."
"Mhm!" Nami nodded, then stood on her tiptoes and gave him a quick kiss on the lips before walking towards the villagers.
But after only a few steps, Nami turned back and handed Xinan a mask. With so little fabric on her body, he didn't know where she had hidden it.
"Oh, right, put this on!"
Looking at the mask in Nami's hand, Xinan's mouth twitched.
"Is that necessary? At least let them see what the hero who defeated Arlong looks like!"
Seeing Xinan refuse, Nami immediately looked displeased. "Haven't you had enough trouble being chased by a group of aunties in Syrup Village?"
The beautifying effect of his Devil Fruit was making Xinan too handsome, which wasn't something Xinan could control.
"It's the Devil Fruit's ability, don't blame me!" Xinan could only say plaintively, but he still accepted the mask.
Only when Xinan put the mask on did Nami give a mischievous giggle, thinking playfully, "I won't let you go and corrupt the girls in the village!"
"Nami!"
Shouts for Nami came from the crowd. Leading the way were her older sister, Nojiko, and Genzo, with the windmill hat and scars.
"Nojiko! Genzo!"
Nami shouted back and ran towards them.
The news of the destruction of Arlong Park spread like a Category 10 storm. Not only Cocoyasi Village, but the dozen or so surrounding villages ruled by the Arlong Pirates knew about it by that afternoon.
When people arrived at Arlong Park and saw the corpses littering the ground, with Arlong himself reduced to scattered flesh and blood, the angry villagers went crazy, subjecting the bodies to another round of beatings.
Not even sparing the corpses, it was clear just how badly the surrounding villages had been ravaged by the Arlong Pirates over the years, and how much they hated the Fish-Men.
After venting, the big celebration began.
To celebrate the defeat of the Arlong Pirates, the villagers decided to hold a grand feast. But what good things did they have after being oppressed for so long?
Fortunately, this was a world of oceans, rich in seafood. With the Arlong crew gone, simply going out to sea yielded a rich harvest.
As the hero who destroyed the Arlong Pirates, Xinan was naturally warmly welcomed by all the villagers of Cocoyasi Village.
Especially during the dancing segment of the bonfire party, young women in the village came one after another to ask Xinan to dance, but they were all blocked by Nami.
Though he couldn't interact with the vibrant, young girls, Xinan was still happy to see Nami's jealous and possessive behavior.
The feast continued, with food being constantly brought out. The villagers had been suppressed for too long; they clearly wouldn't stop until they were exhausted.
People sang, ate meat, drank wine, and danced happily. Everyone was immersed in the joy. No one noticed that the night's protagonists had disappeared, except for Nojiko, who had been constantly watching Nami.
In Bellemere's tangerine orchard cottage, there was only a large living room. A dining table sat in the middle, the kitchen was on one side, and Nami and Nojiko's beds were on the other.
Although Nami had stolen a lot of money over the years, due to the cruel exploitation of the Arlong Pirates and the need to save up to buy back Cocoyasi Village, their lives were very frugal.
"Nami? What's wrong?" Xinan asked, confused, after being called away from the celebration.
Nami didn't answer. Instead, she pushed him.
Unprepared, Xinan stumbled backward and sat on the large bed that smelled faintly of tangerines. He looked at the girl in confusion.
At that moment, whether she'd had a little too much wine or for some other reason, the girl's cheeks were faintly flushed.
Nami bit her lower lip, her cheeks rosy, and her large brown eyes were filled with moisture as she stared intently at the young man before her.
After a long moment, Nami gathered her courage and said, "Didn't you want me to give you that? I'll give it to you tonight as your reward."
Saying this, Nami grasped the hem of her shirt, pulled it up, and slipped off the thin top. She then reached behind her back to undo her bra clasp, shedding the restraints. A beautiful scene was unveiled before Xinan.
Without the support of a bra, the two mounds remained proudly erect, seemingly defying gravity.
Two crimson points dotted the peaks, making the mounds look incredibly cute.
Xinan was captivated by the sight. Usually, he was the one who initiated things, with the girl half-heartedly resisting until the heat was on, only then becoming more proactive.
Now, seeing the girl proactively shedding her clothes before him, displaying her beauty, her every move was so seductive that Xinan couldn't help but feel excited.
Nami's actions didn't stop there. Though her face was slightly shy, her hand gently pulled the zipper on the side of her skirt, letting it fall along with her small white panties.
Soon, Nami's beautiful body was completely exposed before Xinan: high, snowy peaks, a flat, adorable stomach, and a clean, smooth, hidden valley. Xinan felt his vision filled with white. He instinctively swallowed, as if seeing her for the first time.
At that moment, Xinan fully confirmed a theory: the feeling of a woman undressing herself is completely different from the feeling of undressing her.
Seeing Xinan gaze at her lustfully, Nami's lips curved into a triumphant smile.
Nami walked over to him, pushed Xinan down onto the bed, acting like a domineering female boss.
Nami then leaned down and kissed his lips. Their tongues intertwined, each drawing saliva from the other.
Although both of their mouths had residual traces of food, Xinan could only think that Nami's saliva tasted as sweet as tangerine honey.
Xinan's hands instinctively climbed up the girl's waist, sliding upwards, about to ascend the magnificent, erect snowy peaks, but Nami pulled away from his lips.
"Don't move! I said I'll do it myself!" Nami said with flushed cheeks, slightly breathless, and a hint of displeasure.
Hearing this, Xinan obediently let go of the hand that was reaching for the peaks.
Nami's lips curled into a smug smile. Mimicking how Xinan usually teased her, she clumsily kissed Xinan's face, then his neck, then his chest, moving downwards.
Next, she roughly pulled off Xinan's shirt, looking at him like a female rogue.
After a period of dual cultivation, Xinan's previously soft stomach now showed four defined abs, with the remaining four visible in outline—a perfect balance.
Mimicking Xinan, Nami awkwardly kissed his chest and abdomen. Every time Xinan reached out to touch her, Nami would give him a sharp look.
Now, Xinan understood how Nami felt when he slowly kissed every inch of her body.
Finally, Nami knelt on the bed and pulled off Xinan's last restraint. The aggressive 'mushroom' popped out, hitting Nami's face. Nami, who had been acting like a domineering female boss, paused—Xinan was clearly more domineering than her.
But Nami was not one to admit defeat. She pulled off Xinan's restraint and immediately grabbed the 'mushroom' that was proudly challenging her.
Nami's slightly cold, slick small hand gave Xinan a unique sensation, stimulating him so much that he couldn't help but gasp.
Xinan had previously practiced with Nami's hand, and Nami was an excellent student. Squeezing, sliding up and down, occasionally pressing down on the mushroom with her thumb, brought Xinan close to his limit, but he held back.
Watching Xinan grit his teeth, fighting her to the very end, Nami finally deployed her secret weapon.
The 'mushroom' preferred a dark, damp, and warm environment. As the 'mushroom' entered that warm, damp, and dark environment, and Nami looked at him with puffed cheeks, Xinan felt an unprecedented thrill.
A constant command was transmitted to his brain: spray all the spores from the spore sac at the base of the mushroom; they have found a suitable environment.
Seeing Xinan clench his jaw, fighting against himself, Nami refused to lose and began moving her head up and down. Her rough yet soft tongue brushed the head of the mushroom. The intense sensation made Nami want to bite it off and swallow it, but she restrained herself, only lightly grazing it with her teeth.
Nami's eyes, looking at him with puffed cheeks, gave Xinan an unparalleled sense of conquest—a combined physiological and psychological stimulation—causing Xinan to involuntarily reach out and stroke Nami's short orange hair.
Nami protested with muffled, inarticulate sounds against Xinan touching her head.
After a long while, Nami felt her mouth aching, yet Xinan showed no sign of climaxing. Finally, Nami had to give up.
She released the mushroom. A translucent thread of saliva stretched between Nami's moist lips and the mushroom. The mushroom was slick and wet, as if it had been rained on.
The "rainwater" poured over the sensitive mushroom, eventually pooling and flowing into the abundant "roots" below.
Their eyes met. No words were needed. Seeing Xinan's challenging gaze, Nami, refusing to lose, straddled Xinan's waist. She was determined to tame this wild horse today.
Guiding the proudly erect little Xinan toward the muddy creek valley where it often bathed, Nami slowly lowered herself, enveloping it completely.
The feeling was tight, warm, and slick—like being brushed by a sponge. Xinan had to take deep breaths to suppress the urge to erupt like a volcano.
Having adjusted to the massive size, Nami placed her hands on Xinan's chest. Uniting her hips and core, she began to move up and down rapidly. Riding the big horse, Nami galloped across the plain without restraint.
Watching Nami ride wildly, Xinan was content to lie back and enjoy the ride, even having the mental clarity to glance at the room's furnishings.
As Xinan's peripheral vision swept past the window, he noticed a dark reflection. Xinan's body instantly tensed up.
Since the cottage was located in the orchard, it was at least ten minutes away from the village. Coupled with Nami's situation, few people usually visited. Furthermore, since everyone was celebrating now, the only person who could possibly be outside was Nojiko.
Xinan felt incredibly awkward. He was lying on her bed, enjoying her sister's passion. Even with Xinan's thick skin, this was a bit too much.
Just as Xinan wondered what to do, Nami let out a soaring moan. Xinan also felt a hot wave wash over his 'little Xinan,' pushing him to the brink of eruption.
Xinan quickly flipped Nami over, pinned her beneath him, lifted her long legs onto his shoulders, sealed Nami's lips with his own, and began the final charge.
The slapping sounds grew louder, and the bed frame groaned under the strain.
The breathing inside the house became heavier, and the breathing outside the house lost its rhythm. Xinan seemed to be completely focused on venting his passion on Nami, but his ears were fully alert. The heavy, ragged breathing outside was undoubtedly the greatest encouragement to Xinan.
Nami felt like a fish in the water, already at the peak of a tidal wave, but the waves kept coming, higher and higher. She felt like she might be crushed and drowned at any moment!