Stussy was a vision—her delicate features and porcelain skin radiated a blend of youthful innocence and mature allure. Her graceful curves swayed with a sultry charm that could stop hearts dead in their tracks.
Sure, true villains might snatch a lady, and scheming "heroes" might stage a damsel-in-distress act to play savior. But what really grinds a transmigrator's gears? Those goody-two-shoes protagonists who flirt and run, leaving hearts in a lurch. Infuriating!
Brook, though? He wasn't that guy. From the start, his mission was to fill life with vibrant, colorful chaos! All he wanted was to give beautiful women a warm home to call their own.
What's wrong with that?
Right now, Stussy was a sight to behold. Her crescent brows framed sparkling, soul-snaring eyes. Her dainty nose perched above flushed cheeks, and her cherry-red lips parted just so. Her oval face gleamed like jade, her skin as smooth as freshly fallen snow.
Brook's gaze lingered on her… ahem… mountainous assets, straining against her outfit with undeniable presence. A faint, intoxicating fragrance wafted from her, enough to make any man's head spin.
"Brook, my darling~"
Stussy's eyes twinkled mischievously as she gazed at him, a shy blush coloring her cheeks. She draped her arms around his neck, clinging to him like a playful kitten, nuzzling her face against his.
In that moment, Brook's soul quivered.
I'm still just a pure lad, you know!
He studied the golden-haired beauty before him. Her figure was a perfect hourglass, her face an enchanting mix of cute and seductive. A pale pink dress hugged her curves, leaving just enough of her slender legs exposed to drive anyone wild.
Who could resist such a temptress testing a seasoned pirate's resolve?
With a dramatic flourish, Brook waved his hand, slamming the Historical Poneglyph Library's door shut. A burst froze the entrance, encasing it in a wall of ice several meters thick.
In one swift motion, he scooped Stussy up and leaped onto a massive Poneglyph, pulling out a deck of cards and a… questionable picture book for some "studying."
Today, Brook would christen this solemn Poneglyph as their classroom, marking his first romantic adventure in the pirate world. Absurd? Sure. Beautiful? Absolutely!
And, oh, was it thrilling~
Their clothes vanished in a flash of spatial trickery, and the library erupted with the sounds of their "scholarly debate." Their voices echoed through the chamber, a symphony of study that lingered like a catchy tune!
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This archaeological "research" drained Brook's energy like nothing else. Stussy, despite her Siren-Siren Fruit (Mythical Zoan) powers, mastery of the Rokushiki, and rare lineage, wasn't faring much better.
Afterward, Brook, now a self-proclaimed sage, gazed tenderly at Stussy's furrowed brow. He pulled her close, and her pained expression melted into a radiant smile, as if her aches had vanished.
"Brook, my love… am I your first?"
The air carried a faint, peculiar scent amid the scattered clothes. Stussy's flawless form, like a Venus carved from marble, lounged lazily against Brook, her angelic curves glowing softly.
"You're my first, my little angel~"
Brook gave her "peaks" a playful pat, letting her feel his affection.
"Brook, you~"
Blushing but content, Stussy snuggled closer, burying her face in his chest, savoring the quiet warmth of the moment.
After a bit of cuddling, Brook helped Stussy dress. His black suit jacket bore a faint crimson plum blossom stain—barely noticeable against the dark fabric.
"Brook, darling~ When you change, make sure to send this jacket back to me~"
Spotting the stain, Stussy's cheeks flushed as she spoke softly, a hint of pink returning to her pale face.
Brook stood behind her, arms wrapped around her waist. Her pink gown hugged her figure, golden hair brushing her ears, her curves as captivating as ever. That sweet fragrance still lingered, utterly irresistible.
"No problem, love. Rest up when we're back. I'll have Hera whisk you home!"
With a wave, Brook shattered the icy door. Outside waited his trusty second mount, the goofy white cloud Hera. He lifted Stussy onto Hera, leaving the door open to air out the room.
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As Brook escorted Stussy out, a trembling Tree of Knowledge librarian peeked out from the management office. Seeing the fearsome pirate leave, he scurried to lock the Poneglyph Library's door.
What were those terrifying pirates doing in there for so long? Could they read ancient texts and were studying them?
He didn't dare speculate. His job was to lock the door, nothing more. But as he approached, a strange scent hit him. Puzzled, he shrugged and secured the door quickly.
Little did he know, the sacred Poneglyph now bore traces. If the scholars and doctors discovered this, the uproar would shake the heavens!
Brook hopped onto Hera, Stussy leaning against his arm with a gentle smile. The cloud drifted slowly down the Tree's levels.
At the lower floors, Brook dismounted, letting Hera float alongside him and Stussy. To onlookers, nothing seemed amiss, but their bond had undergone a seismic shift.
Their gazes had changed—soft, intimate. It wouldn't take long for the crew to notice, but Brook wasn't worried. He'd announce it when the time was right.
After all, he was the Hell Pirates' captain. Why hide it? For now, he just wanted Stussy to recover quietly, sparing her from Linlin and Shakky's relentless teasing.
Brook left the other crew members engrossed in their books undisturbed. Hours in, they were still lost in their reading—proof that passion fuels the best learning!
He led Stussy out of the Tree of Knowledge and back to the Golden Ark.
Brook settled Stussy on the ship to rest, then hopped back on Hera to check on Golden Lion Shiki's "work progress."
How long would it take Shiki to float an entire island? It wasn't a simple trick—temporary levitation was one thing, but semi-permanent flight demanded a whole different level of Devil Fruit power.
It'd drain Shiki's stamina, no doubt. And then there was the massive task of steering the island back to the New World—a project of epic proportions!
Whistling cheerfully, Brook soared toward Shiki, his mood so high he nearly broke into a dance…
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