"Nami, come here. Lie down."
After seeing Robin off, Ha Shiro immediately turned his attention to Nami and began pampering her with his massage skills.
"Mmm… this feels amazing, Ha Shiro… I'm gonna fall asleep. Wake me up later…"Nami drifted comfortably toward sleep as Ha Shiro's hands worked their magic.
The next part of the voyage should be pretty peaceful. Perfect time to harvest more experience…
While he could always pull experience from the Straw Hats, he preferred to let them grow first — harvesting too early made the gains weaker. Since the next islands in his memory held little danger, this was a perfect opportunity to look for other sources of experience.
When Nami's hair was fully moisturized and soft, Ha Shiro gently dried it with his abilities, then lifted her sleeping form and carried her to her room.
The Going Merry was small. Aside from Nami's bedroom on the top deck, everyone else slept in the storage room below. Ha Shiro had tried sleeping there a few times — but sharing a cramped space with a bunch of grown men? No thank you.
So he'd simply added a tiny cubicle beside Nami's room, squeezing himself into the little one-meter-wide gap to sleep. Nami had initially objected, but as their relationship grew closer, she eventually stopped protesting. At this point she didn't even object when Ha Shiro suggested removing the partition.
"Nami, I'm taking this divider down. The space is too small — I can't sleep properly."
"Mmm… okay, okay… wait— no! And what about Robin?"Nami mumbled sleepily, then suddenly snapped awake.
But it was too late. Ha Shiro had already removed the wooden board.
"Ha Shiro, didn't you see me here?"Robin's voice chimed in.
"No, no. I just think this board is too hard. I'm replacing it with a curtain so I can actually sleep."Ha Shiro explained honestly — his cramped space was barely a meter wide, and he was genuinely uncomfortable.
With both women staring at him, Ha Shiro quickly hung a curtain and moved on to cleaning and organizing the area.
"Forget it, Robin… he really does sleep in a tiny space. Besides, I sleep right next to him — it won't bother you."Nami finally spoke up, even helping Ha Shiro a little. After all, she genuinely liked him and wasn't very resistant to this kind of situation anymore.
"…Fine. Just don't make too much noise."Robin said, lying back on her bed.
"Huh? What do you mean by that?"Nami blinked in confusion.
Ha Shiro understood immediately.
Hmph. Acting all composed… Don't worry, Robin. One day, your heart will belong to me too.He shot her a confident glance.
"Nami, the top you wore last time got ruined, right? I made a new one for you. Try it."Ha Shiro took out a black hair-woven top — only upper-body, of course.
His intention was clear: make sure Nami never wore anything… tempting… unless it was made by him. If she was going to show any "benefits," they were for his eyes only.
Vivi already wore one of his custom hair garments too — mainly for protection, of course.
"Thank you, Ha Shiro!"Nami didn't hesitate at all. She simply changed right in front of him, not caring that his eyes were glued to her.
Ha Shiro felt a rush of heat explode through his head.His nose was this close to erupting.
Damn it—what is this weird setting? Does this world force a nosebleed 100% of the time!?
He quickly turned away before he literally sprayed blood.
"Pffft~!"Nami had watched him the entire time. Seeing him desperately hold back, she burst into laughter.
"Damn it, Nami! Can you not do things like that so suddenly?"Ha Shiro muttered in protest.
Even Robin chuckled softly at his misery.
"Hahahaha~"
"What are you laughing at? Do you even know how protective this garment is? I'm not giving you one."Ha Shiro huffed as he sat on Nami's bed.
"Nami, this top is so comfortable," Robin commented. "Let me tell you—"
Nami immediately scooted over, chatting with Robin about topics only women understood.
"It's really breathable, and—"Ha Shiro could faintly hear bits and pieces.
"Oh? It has that effect too?"Robin caught something interesting and suddenly gave Ha Shiro a sideways glance. Their eyes met.
She curved her lips into a mischievous smile.
Then she shaped silent words with her mouth:
"Nami doesn't know about that woman, does she?"
Ha Shiro froze.
Damn it—she got me.
He instantly straightened his posture, avoiding her gaze entirely.
"Ha Shiro, shouldn't you make a set for me as well?"Robin asked calmly.
"You— …fine. For you, sure."Resigned, Ha Shiro plucked a strand of his own hair.
Under his control, the strand twisted and transformed, slowly turning into a top similar to Nami's.
"This hair fabric is breathable, automatically defends against damage, and can even save your life in an emergency. But be careful with it — I don't want you tearing out all my hair someday."He explained as he handed it over.
"What? Want to watch me change?"Robin teased, seeing him staring her way.
"Hmph. I don't want to."Ha Shiro lied blatantly and slipped back into his tiny sleeping alcove.
Of course he wanted to watch. The curtain was woven with his hair — he could effortlessly open a tiny viewing gap.
As expected of the big sister… truly impressive.He leaned back with a hand over his nose, trying to prevent another bleed.
That night, Ha Shiro naturally took the chance to get closer to Nami.He simply took her hand as they slept, letting her feel his warmth.
Since Robin was awake and watching, he didn't try anything beyond that.
After several days of uneventful sailing, Robin fully integrated into the crew. As an older, more mature woman, she was thoughtful and observant — someone who watched from the sidelines much like Ha Shiro.
Meanwhile, the comedic trio — Luffy, Chopper, and Usopp — remained an unstoppable force of chaos, keeping the journey lively.
Ha Shiro spent his days orbiting Nami and Robin, occasionally butting heads with Sanji. More than once he stole the delicacies Sanji prepared for the women.
"How many times do I have to tell you—these dishes are for Nami and Robin! Why did you serve them ahead of me!?"Sanji glared furiously.
After all the effort he'd put into wooing Nami, he still hadn't gotten as much attention as Ha Shiro. Why?
He prepared special food with love — and Ha Shiro delivered it first and got a kiss from Nami as thanks.
Why?Just because Ha Shiro was better-looking?Did being handsome really let a man do whatever he wanted!?
"I'm delivering them anyway. Besides, didn't I already teach you that beauty recipe?"Ha Shiro said dismissively, handing over freshly made juice.
As for Luffy… how much to give him?Well, whatever was left over was fine. He'd eat anything anyway.