Chapter 181: A Wild Night of Drinking! The "Perverted" Vice Captain Who Entered the Wrong Room
The night was deep, and the stars were like brilliant crushed diamonds embedded in the boundless, pitch-black canopy of the Grand Line.
The sea breeze carried a hint of coolness, gently caressing the surface of the water and whipping up layers of white foam.
However, it was completely different from the quiet and peaceful night outside.
Inside this Dream Ship that had just recently been launched, a baptism of revelry was currently taking place.
To celebrate Robin's return to this big family,
And also to welcome the supremely skilled Cyborg shipwright, Franky, as an official member,
The Straw Hat Pirates held an unprecedentedly grand celebration banquet inside the thousand sunny's luxurious and giant Aquarium Bar.
Time had already moved into the late hours of the night, and the aftershocks of the revelry finally began to subside.
But inside the thousand sunny's restaurant, it was already a scene of wretched messiness.
On the huge, long oak table, the mountain of food that had originally been piled up had been completely wiped clean.
In its place,
Were giant empty sake barrels and high-end red wine bottles, scattered about and piled up like small hills.
"Zzzzz... meat... I want to eat more meat..."
On the ceiling of the restaurant,
Luffy was tightly wrapped around the ornate chandelier, hanging upside down in mid-air like a giant red bat.
His right hand was still death-gripped onto a piece of meat on the bone thicker than his thigh, and there was even an empty wine bottle wedged between the toes of his left foot.
Even in such an anti-human posture,
He still slept extremely soundly, letting out a continuous stream of snores.
In the corner of the bar, the chef Sanji, who usually maintained an elegant air, was currently collapsed on the floor without any regard for his image.
His blond hair was messily plastered to his forehead, and his suit jacket was nowhere to be found.
Moving the gaze further down,
Underneath that spacious, long wooden table...
Usopp, Chopper, and Franky.
Because these three had failed in their drinking contest, they were currently stacked in an extremely bizarre three-layered human pyramid.
Franky was at the very bottom as the base, with Usopp lying on his back.
And Chopper was lying spread-eagled on top of Usopp's head.
The three of them emitted a chorus of snores that rose and fell with their breathing.
Next to them, Lassoo and Clay,
These two pets, who usually didn't get along, were now both drunk and collapsed together.
As for the two stunning beauties on the ship—Nami and Robin—because they were in high spirits tonight, they had also made an exception and drank quite a bit of high-proof liquor.
As early as half an hour ago,
The two ladies had already felt unable to handle more alcohol.
Supporting each other, they had left this chaotic "battlefield" and returned to the Girls' dormitory to rest.
Right now, at the massive and messy restaurant table, only two people were still successfully sitting.
One was Zoro, and the other was Tatsuya.
"Whew... whew..."
Zoro sat cross-legged on the table, the green haramaki on his body already soaked with alcohol.
In his hand, he was tightly clutching a giant wooden sake cup that was even larger than his face.
Although Zoro's gaze had become extremely unfocused and his pupils were even spinning irregularly,
A wild and arrogant smile still hung on the corner of his mouth.
"Burp!"
Zoro let out an extremely loud burp that reeked of alcohol.
Trembling, he raised his hand and pointed at the swaying Tatsuya.
"You... can't take it anymore, right... you red-eyed bastard..."
Zoro's voice had become slurred and incoherent due to extreme intoxication.
But he still strained his voice to issue a winner's taunt:
"I... I told you so!"
"When it comes to drinking! I am the one on this ship... the undisputed... best drinker!!!"
Opposite Zoro,
Tatsuya was currently supporting his forehead with one hand in an extremely pathetic state.
He only felt the vision before him spinning wildly.
"Whew..."
Tatsuya shook his head, which felt as heavy as lead, with great difficulty, trying to clear his mind a bit.
He finally couldn't hold on any longer.
Thud.
Half of Tatsuya's body collapsed directly onto the wine-stained wooden table as he closed his eyes helplessly:
"You win... Marimo..."
"This damn liquor... it's got a hell of a kick..."
Hearing Tatsuya's personal admission of defeat,
Zoro's eyes, which had already been about to close, snapped open a sliver, erupting with an unprecedented light of wild joy.
"Hahahaha!!!"
Zoro threw his head back and let out a hearty laugh:
"I knew it! I knew this great me was the most—"
However, this declaration full of heroic ambition was not destined to be finished.
Zoro's eyes suddenly rolled back, showing a large area of the whites of his eyes.
With a loud "thud," he fell straight off the table, crashing heavily onto the hard wooden floor.
In less than three seconds,
"Zzzzz—Hooo—Zzzzz—Hooo—"
A rhythmic and heavy snoring sound immediately followed, echoing throughout the entire restaurant.
With Zoro's collapse, the entire massive Aquarium Bar finally fell into a deathly silence.
"Ugh..."
Tatsuya lay on the table for a good while to recover.
Then, he braced himself against the edge of the table, his arm muscles trembling slightly from the effort, and stood up with extreme difficulty.
The alcohol was like a surging tide, crashing into his brain in waves, reducing his ability to think to the freezing point.
The whole world in his eyes consisted of double images and distorted lines.
But,
Even in this state of extreme intoxication where he was almost blacking out,
Deep in Tatsuya's subconscious, he still firmly remembered an extremely important matter.
He hadn't turned in his "nightly dues" yet.
He remembered how that Cat Burglar in her bright orange tight-fitting camisole had forcibly squeezed into his arms like a lioness protecting her food.
And, under his teasing, that seductive, soul-hooking look of hers that was both resisting and welcoming.
That scene,
Made Tatsuya feel as if a ball of blazing lust was burning wildly inside him right now.
"Hot..."
Agitated, Tatsuya ripped open the remaining few buttons on his collar, revealing a large area of his firm chest.
He took heavy and staggering steps, stumbling out of the alcohol-filled restaurant.
The sea breeze in the corridor blew past.
Instead of clearing his head, it made the alcohol rush up even more violently.
Tatsuya used one hand to feel the cool wooden wall for support.
Step by step, he walked toward the direction of the Girls' dormitory.
And in the blueprints of the Thousand Sunny designed by Franky,
To facilitate the two ladies' living and looking after each other, Nami and Robin's rooms were arranged in a side-by-side layout.
Two almost identical oak doors only had subtle differences in the symbols on their nameplates.
At this time, the light in the corridor was extremely dim, with only a few wall lamps emitting a faint yellow glow.
Tatsuya's head was already dizzy to the extreme.
His vision was blurred, and the two doors in front of him completely overlapped into a phantom image.
He walked up to the door, having no energy at all to distinguish the subtle difference on the nameplate.
There was only one thought in his mind—push open the door and find that fiery woman.
Tatsuya stretched out those warm, large hands and, relying on intuition, gripped the metal handle of one of the doors.
Click.
The door wasn't locked, and with the force of Tatsuya's wrist, the door was easily pushed open.
No lights were on in the room; it was a deep pitch-black.
Only through that circular glass porthole did a sliver of cold, bright moonlight spill in.
This faint moonlight cast flickering shadows on all the furnishings in the room.
Tatsuya stumbled across the threshold and used his back to slam the door shut.
With a crisp "click," the door lock was firmly engaged, completely cutting off the faint light from the corridor.
By that sliver of faint moonlight, Tatsuya's brain was already unable to perform any complex thinking.
He quickly stripped off the black shirt from his body.
With a casual toss, the clothing fell lightly onto the invisible floor.
Then... all restraints were thrown to the back of his mind.
Tatsuya, with his firm and robust upper body bare, his chest heaving violently, panted heavily.
He raised his hazy eyes and looked in the direction the moonlight was projected.
On the wide bed in the center of the room,
He could vaguely see a seductive figure lying on its side under a thin silk summer quilt.
That figure, even in sleep, presented a stunning softness.
That exaggerated and perfect waist-to-hip ratio, the silhouette of those long and straight legs.
Under the outline of the moonlight, it radiated a superb charm enough to make any man go crazy.
Due to the effect of extreme intoxication,
He completely failed to notice.
What filled the air right now was not the fresh citrus scent of Nami that carried sunshine and vitality,
But a deeper, faint floral fragrance that exuded a kind of intellect and mystery.
Without the slightest hesitation or any pause,
Tatsuya, like a beast that had spotted its prey, directly pounced toward that large bed.
Thud.
As his heavy and burning body pressed onto the bed,
The soft spring mattress suddenly sank deep down, letting out a slight squeak that made the heart race.
He stretched out his firm and powerful arms.
In an extremely overbearing manner, he pulled that soft, delicate body, which was in a deep sleep, tightly into his arms from behind.
Under the pressure of that instant,
The bodies of the two, separated only by that thin layer of fabric, fit together seamlessly...
Upon the first contact, Tatsuya's brow furrowed slightly and unconsciously.
The tactile sensation in his hands was a bit off...
It seemed fuller and taller than usual.
Especially below that waist which could be held in one hand, the startling curvature even felt somewhat unfamiliar to him.
But his boiling blood and intoxication left him no time to investigate further; he only wanted to vent the wicked fire that had been stirred up at noon.
The woman on the bed was indeed Robin, who had drunk quite a bit and had just fallen into a light sleep.
Pressed by the sudden weight and burning body temperature, Robin instantly woke up mostly from her stupor.
Years of life as a fugitive made her body instinctively tense up, and her hands subconsciously wanted to activate her Devil Fruit ability.
However, when she smelled the strong scent belonging to a specific man behind her, her movements stopped dead in mid-air.
"Tatsuya...?"
Robin opened her deep, beautiful eyes wide in the darkness.
The heat coming from behind her was practically going to melt her.
This feeling actually gave birth to an extremely absurd sense of security in the depths of Robin's heart, as well as an indescribable shiver.
The strange tactile sensation coming from her body made her lose herself.
She found that she had actually lost the strength to resist.
Tatsuya's thin lips wandered haphazardly over her back, his voice lethally hoarse from intoxication.
"Nami..."
Hearing this name, Robin's delicate body shuddered violently.
She finally completely understood this absurd situation—
This omnipotent Vice Captain had actually gotten drunk and entered the wrong room!
Feeling the increasingly dangerous actions of the man behind her, Robin's breathing also became hurried.
Robin's red lips parted slightly, and she bit her lower lip, allowing him to cause trouble behind her.
With a tone mixed with shyness, helplessness, and a hint of inexplicable sentiment, she let out a faint sigh:
"He really is a perverted Vice Captain..."
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