After a long night of verbal sparring with Robin, Ha Shiro finally managed to fall asleep—only after grabbing her hand to keep her from starting any more trouble. Once he had her pinned like that, peace finally settled in.
From that day on, whenever the ship was at sea, Robin would seize every spare moment to corner Ha Shiro and probe for his secrets. Of course, Ha Shiro wasn't the type to sit quietly and accept defeat. Whenever he found an opening, he would take full advantage and "collect interest" of his own.
Naturally, the relationship between the two grew more and more ambiguous.
"There's an island ahead! Haha!"Luffy burst out of the cabin the moment land appeared.
"Finally time to grind some experience? Perfect. Time to reap a big harvest."Ha Shiro immediately got ready as well.
But before he left, he made arrangements for Nami's safety. He placed a hair puppet beside her.
"I'm heading out to make money. Nami, if you need me, just touch the core sphere on the puppet—I'll return instantly."He gave her one last instruction and promised she would receive all the earnings.
Nami agreed wholeheartedly and rewarded him with a sweet goodbye kiss.
"Residents, I'm coming!"Ha Shiro darted off the ship and began making his rounds door to door.
His strategy was the same reliable one as before: start with a free trial haircut. Once someone experienced it, the household almost always ended up requesting a full pruning session.
With this technique—and his ridiculously low prices—success was almost guaranteed.
Five hundred berries for men, two hundred for women.
Why so cheap?Volume, of course. Speed. Efficiency. Multiple clients at once.Small profit, fast turnover.
By nightfall, Ha Shiro returned with a bulging sack slung over his shoulder.
"Nami, look what I brought back for you."He opened the bag—inside were stacks of berries, well over a million.
"(⊙o⊙) Wow! Ha Shiro, you actually made this much in one day!"Nami's eyes sparkled as she leaned in and kissed him again, warm and lingering.
"Whew… I've been running around all day. I'm starving. Did you leave me anything to eat?"Ha Shiro had only eaten breakfast; now he was ravenous.
"Feels like I've become a salaryman again…"He grumbled as he rinsed off, then promptly collapsed on Nami's bed.
He wasn't physically exhausted—his stamina hardly dipped at all—but repeating the same job nonstop all day made him mentally tired.
"Why is he lying in your bed? I'm going to wake him up."Robin seized the chance to cause trouble.
"Wait—he worked hard all day. He must be tired. Let him sleep. It's fine."Nami quickly stopped her and lay down beside Ha Shiro in a small gesture of affection.
"You…?"Robin blinked in surprise. She knew Nami liked Ha Shiro a lot, but she didn't expect this level of closeness.
"No—no, I'll just lean on him for a moment. I'll sleep with you tonight."Nami flushed scarlet and quickly sat up, unable to be that bold with Robin still present.
"Well… that's fine."Robin nodded, feeling oddly relieved for reasons she couldn't quite articulate.
Ha Shiro caught every bit of this exchange. His lips curled upward in triumph.
"Another small step forward. Good. Let's keep progressing."
The cabin beds were all just thick mattresses—after all, the space was cramped. There was a proper bed in the infirmary downstairs, but no one was allowed to sleep there. It doubled as Nami's workroom, so the bed was reserved for injured crewmates or unexpected guests.
"Next chance I get, I'll snag a piece of Robin's mattress too. As for where I used to sleep…? That can hold their laundry."Ha Shiro already had a plan. On the next island, he bought a load of clothes as gifts for the two women, conveniently muffling any complaints.
He didn't hand over all the money either—he kept a portion to buy them gifts from time to time.Money was stability. Gifts were surprises. And combined with all the careful little gestures he had been making, Nami was almost fully won over.
With his plan in motion, Ha Shiro used his abilities to increase the ship's speed. It was a simple trick—he created a massive fan through his hair and pushed the sails, giving them a noticeable speed boost.
Before long, they reached the second island.
Same procedure. Same routine.Only difference: they stayed longer this time.
The reason?They encountered an old man who needed help herding sheep, and with the Straw Hat crew's nature, they ended up fulfilling his final wish.
Ha Shiro, meanwhile, focused on his own plans.
He bought rolls of cloth and decided to make several outfits for Nami and Robin himself.He had a personal reason for it: they usually wore very little, and while his black hair covered them when necessary, he always felt something was missing.
Aesthetic beauty needed contrast.Temptation required design.A truly captivating sight needed just the right amount of exposure.
More exposure? That just felt like he was losing out.
But cute, stylish, irresistible outfits?Now that sounded like progress.
What kind of beauty was he chasing?Of course he wanted to see Nami in a JK-style uniform.But such things didn't exist in this world.
No problem.If the world lacked something, he would simply overcome the difficulty and create it himself.
Over the next few days, he made stockings, jackets, skirts—everything.
"Ha Shiro, what's this?"Nami held up a sleek, slightly daring office-style outfit.
"Eheh… a tailor-made outfit just for you. Trust me—when you wear this, you'll easily charm Sanji into unconsciousness."
At first, he planned to make conservative outfits.But after thinking about it, he realized: why bother?As long as key areas were protected, tasteful exposure was more than enough.
So he crafted a full set—JK uniform, office attire, classical costume, sailor uniform. Everything.
Both women had perfect figures for any style; they made every outfit feel brand-new and mesmerizing. And it wasn't like he was giving these away for free—they were investments.
Finally, Robin stepped out in the professional outfit, and Nami appeared in the JK uniform.
(⊙o⊙) "Wow! Robin-chan! Nami-chan! You two look amazing!"The moment they left the cabin, Sanji's nose erupted like a geyser and he collapsed.
"Oh? S'kuichi," Luffy said, offering a rare compliment.
"How do I look?"Ha Shiro's excitement was unmistakable—they looked spectacular.
Robin wore sleek black stockings; Nami wore pure white ones.This was the ideal combination for any man with functioning eyes.Safety shorts were included, of course. Sea breeze was unpredictable.
"Ha Shiro, thank you. I love it. Don't you?"Nami beamed proudly at the stunned faces below and pecked him again.
"Ha Shiro, I hereby acknowledge you as the strongest!"Sanji, still bleeding, raised a shaky thumbs-up.
"Heh. Of course. And I've got even better things prepared. But shouldn't you cook me something delicious first?"Ha Shiro pointed toward the kitchen.
"Task acknowledged!"Hearing that even more beautiful sights awaited him, Sanji vaulted back to his feet and sprinted into the kitchen.
"Hah. See? The little simp listens perfectly."Ha Shiro smirked, pleased that he had fully tamed Sanji into fulfilling his rightful role as their loyal chef… and enthusiastic admirer.