The Going Merry cut through the choppy waves as the crew anxiously tended to Nami, whose fever had spiked dangerously high.
The ship's deck was tense with worry - even Luffy's usual boundless energy was subdued as he kept glancing at their navigator's flushed face. The tropical heat of Little Garden felt like a distant memory now as the air grew steadily colder around them.
Takuya leaned against the railing, observing the approaching landmass with quiet interest. He recognized the snow-capped peaks immediately - Drum Island, a kingdom in medical ruin.
He kept his knowledge to himself, watching with amusement as the others bickered about their options.
"Next island! We'll find a doctor there!" Luffy declared with forced cheer, though his hands clenched tightly around the railing. The captain's usual grin was strained at the edges, betraying his concern for his crewmate.
Sanji exhaled a long stream of smoke, his visible eye dark with worry. "We don't even know if the next island has a doctor," he muttered, watching Nami shiver under multiple blankets.
Takuya couldn't resist a small smirk. "It does," he said simply, enjoying how everyone's heads snapped toward him in surprise.
Usopp's long nose twitched nervously. "Wait, you've been there before?" he asked, eyes wide.
Takuya just shrugged, offering no further explanation. The less he told them, the more entertaining their reactions would be when they discovered the island's harsh realities for themselves.
He turned back to watch as the island's details became clearer - the towering central mountain with its precarious castle, the scattered villages half-buried in snow, the obvious signs of neglect and abandonment.
As the ship drew closer, the full scope of Drum Island's condition became apparent. The once-proud kingdom now stood in ruins, its buildings crumbling under layers of ice and snow.
The few visible townsfolk moved furtively, casting fearful glances toward the mountain peak. A heavy silence hung over the island, broken only by the howling wind.
Zoro's hand instinctively went to his swords as he took in the desolate landscape. "This place looks like it's been through hell," he observed, his sharp eyes missing nothing.
Takuya crossed his arms, feeling the biting cold seep through his coat. "It has," he agreed, still offering no context. The mystery would make their inevitable encounters all the more interesting.
Luffy, never one for subtlety, was already stretching his arms in preparation. "I'm carrying Nami up that mountain!" he announced, his usual energy returning now that action was imminent.
Sanji kicked at a frozen rope coil in frustration. "Why the hell is the only doctor at the top of a damn iceberg?!" he growled, his concern for Nami making him more irritable than usual.
Takuya chuckled quietly to himself, watching the chaos unfold. He knew exactly what awaited them - the eccentric 140-year-old doctor Kureha, the tyrannical King Wapol who could devour anything in his path, and most intriguing of all, the outcast reindeer who would change their crew forever. But revealing any of that would spoil the fun.
As Luffy charged ahead with Nami in his arms, followed by the bickering swordsman and cook, with Usopp reluctantly bringing up the rear.
As the others began their trek up the mountain, Takuya lingered in the nearly deserted village square. His sharp eyes scanned the crumbling buildings before settling on an empty storefront near what passed for the town center. With practiced efficiency, he rolled up his sleeves and got to work.
Mira watched curiously as Takuya pulled out various supplies from his bag - mixing bowls, ingredients, and a small portable oven. "Master~ Are we baking cookies in the middle of a snowstorm?" she asked, her breath forming little clouds in the cold air.
Takuya didn't look up from his preparations. "Six weeks no cookies," he reminded her. "Unless..." He paused dramatically as he set up a folding table and chair. "You want to reduce it to three?"
Mira's eyes lit up instantly. "YES! What do I need to do~?"
With a flourish, Takuya placed a hand-painted sign on the table that read in bold letters: "MIRACLE HEALING COOKIES - ALL PAINS CURED!" Beneath it in smaller print: "Free samples for the first 10 patients."
He turned to Mira with a smirk. "Your job is simple. Find me every sick, injured, or suffering person in this village. And make sure they come willingly."
Mira blinked. "That's it? Just... bring them here?"
Takuya was already measuring flour into a bowl. "No threats. No force. And no using your... particular charms to convince them." He gave her a pointed look. "Understood?"
Mira pouted but nodded, setting off through the snowy streets with an exaggerated sigh. "Fineee~ But you owe me extra cookies when this is over!"
"That depends on how you perform," Takuya said as he cracked his knuckles, and within minutes, Takuya had transformed the empty space into a proper stall. The aroma of cookies soon filled the air, rich with vanilla and something more... medicinal. Villagers began peeking out of their homes, drawn by the unfamiliar scent.
The first to approach was an elderly man hobbling on a makeshift crutch. "What's this nonsense about healing cookies?" he grumbled, his breath labored. "My knee's been shot for twenty years. You telling me a cookie can fix that?"
Takuya slid a freshly baked chocolate cookie across the counter. "Try it and see," he said simply.
The old man scoffed but took a hesitant bite. His eyes widened as color returned to his face. "W-what sorcery is this?" he gasped, dropping his crutch as he experimentally bent his knee. "The pain... it's gone!"
Word spread quickly after that. Mira returned leading a small procession - a woman cradling a coughing child, a hunter with an infected wound, a young girl with bandaged eyes. Each received a custom cookie, subtly infused with Takuya's Overhaul ability to target their specific ailments.
"Stomach pains?" Takuya asked a pale-faced woman, already mixing ginger and mint into the dough. "This one's extra strong."
A burly man with a badly set broken arm stared in disbelief as he flexed his newly healed fingers. "I... I can move it again!" he shouted, tears forming in his eyes. "After six months!"
The little girl with bandaged eyes squealed with delight when she removed her wrappings after eating a star-shaped cookie. "Mama! I can see your face!" she cried, launching herself at her weeping mother.
Soon the entire village square was filled with laughter and cheers. People who had suffered for years were suddenly pain-free, dancing in the snow like children. A growing crowd gathered around Takuya's stall, their faces alight with gratitude and wonder.
Mira watched the scene unfold with genuine amazement. "Master~ I didn't know you could do this," she admitted quietly between patients.
Takuya wiped flour from his hands, watching as a formerly bedridden elder took his first unaided steps in a decade. "There's a lot you don't know about me," he said simply before turning to the next patient. "Now, what seems to be troubling you?"
As the line grew longer, the villagers' initial skepticism had turned to something approaching reverence. Children giggled as they compared cookie shapes, while their parents wept with relief at being freed from chronic pain. The once-deserted square now buzzed with life and hope - all thanks to Takuya's miraculous cookies.
Mira found herself actually working hard for once, helping organize the growing crowd and ensuring everyone got their turn. For the first time in her life, she felt something unfamiliar - the satisfaction of helping others without expecting anything in return. Though she'd never admit it aloud, seeing the villagers' joy made the cold and effort worthwhile.
The cookie miracle continued well into the afternoon. Takuya worked with mechanical precision, his hands never stopping as he mixed, shaped and created batch after batch of ordinary cookies with specific medicinal properties for each person.
The villagers' ailments ranged from simple colds to chronic conditions that had plagued them for decades - each receiving a perfectly tailored cookie remedy.
"Next," Takuya called, wiping sweat from his brow despite the cold. A young mother approached hesitantly, carrying a bundled infant. "My baby... she hasn't stopped crying since birth. The doctors said... said she wouldn't live through winter." Her voice broke as she clutched the tiny form closer.
The young mother staggered forward, her threadbare shawl slipping from her shoulders as she collapsed to her knees in the snow before Takuya's stall. Her hollow cheeks glistened with frozen tears, her cracked lips trembling violently as she clutched the tiny bundle to her chest.
"Please," she begged, her voice breaking like thin ice. "My husband...he was killed by Wapol's men when he tried to protect our village doctor." Her fingers, raw and bleeding from the cold, peeled back the blanket with heartbreaking gentleness to reveal a sickly infant whose shallow breaths formed no fog in the frigid air. "Now my little Karina...she's all I have left...and she's dying too."
The villagers surrounding them lowered their heads, their calloused hands clenching into impotent fists. A burly hunter who'd been healed earlier slammed his fist against the stall, his voice thick with emotion. "Damn that bastard king! First our doctors, now our children!"
Takuya's usual smirk vanished completely. For the first time since they'd arrived, his sharp features softened into something approaching genuine sympathy.
He knelt down in the snow, bringing himself eye-level with the weeping mother, who had fallen to her knees.
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