Chapter 180: Secrets on the Deck! The Perverted Vice Captain!
The unpredictable sea breeze of the Grand Line.
On this day, it rarely showed its gentlest side.
The sunlight was just right, its golden glory pouring unreservedly onto the Thousand Sunny.
The breeze brushed past, bringing a salty and free scent belonging to the sea.
On the upper open-air lawn area.
Tatsuya was comfortably reclining on a specially made large beach chair that belonged to him.
And in his arms, a bright splash of orange was nestled tightly.
Nami was curled up against his chest, her eyes tightly closed, letting out faint breaths.
Perhaps the days of shopping in Water 7 had exhausted her physical strength.
Perhaps being in this man's arms gave her an absolute sense of security.
This usually shrewd and capable Miss Navigator was sleeping incredibly sweetly at this moment.
Looking very much like a truly defenseless little cat.
Tatsuya had one hand gently wrapped around her slender waist, preventing her from sliding off the edge.
On the surface, he appeared to be wearing sunglasses with his eyes closed, resting and enjoying this peaceful afternoon.
But in reality, his consciousness had already dived deep, immersing itself in the mysterious system space deep within his mind.
[Current Ninja Points balance: 15,000 points]
Looking at this rich foundation, a small, expectant curve unconsciously formed at the corner of Tatsuya's mouth in reality.
"Fifteen thousand points..." Tatsuya murmured to himself in the sea of consciousness.
Only a step away from exchanging for that ultimate ocular technique capable of producing a qualitative leap—the [Mangekyo Sharingan].
Just five thousand points left!
Once he crosses this threshold and awakens the Mangekyo, he will possess power that truly touches the pinnacle of the world.
Whether it's the absolute defense and destructive power of the Susanoo,
Or the exclusive ocular techniques that come with it,
They will all give him the confidence he needs in the monster-infested New World ahead.
"Soon... very soon."
Tatsuya contentedly cut the connection with the system, and his consciousness returned to the real world.
He let out a long sigh of relief, the rise and fall of his chest causing Nami, who was lying on him, to let out a comfortable murmur.
Tatsuya lowered his head, quietly gazing at the girl in his arms.
The sunlight danced on Nami's long orange hair.
Her fair cheeks were flushed with a faint pink from her deep sleep.
Her long Eyelashes hung quietly like butterfly wings.
That defenseless sleeping face radiated a breathtaking softness.
It made one unable to resist wanting to protect her, yet also... unable to resist wanting to bully her a bit.
Tatsuya tilted his head slightly, his peripheral vision glancing at another beach chair not far away.
There, Robin was wearing a wide white sun hat.
She was elegantly crossing her long legs, fully immersed in the thick ancient book in her hands, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.
Tatsuya quickly calculated the angle in his mind.
At this moment, Nami was lying on her side in his arms, her back perfectly facing Robin's direction.
Under the sunlight and the positioning of the two beach chairs, a perfect visual blind spot was formed here.
As long as Robin didn't stand up and walk in front of them, looking from her position,
She could only see Tatsuya holding the sleeping Nami while sunbathing.
She absolutely could not see what was happening between their bodies.
After confirming this, the trace of mischief in Tatsuya's bones finally couldn't help but start to stir.
His hand began its secret little movements.
To cover his tracks, Tatsuya deliberately coughed lightly.
Pretending to adjust his sleeping position, he took the opportunity to change posture.
This subtle movement caused Nami's body to involuntarily sink deeper into his broad, warm embrace.
The distance between the two was instantly compressed to the extreme, pressed together almost without a gap.
Then, that large hand that had been resting quietly around Nami's waist quietly slipped down along the edge of that bright orange camisole.
His long, warm fingers, separated by that thin layer of fabric,
Lightly rubbed against Nami's slender waist as if nothing were there.
His fingertips followed the sensitive and perfect curve of her waist, slowly climbing upward.
In this quiet afternoon,
This kind of secret touch right under someone else's nose seemed to be magnified countless times.
"Mmm..."
Nami, in her sleep, instinctively sensed this strange stimulation.
Her defenseless nerves were teased by that warm sensation, and she frowned her delicate brows in dissatisfaction.
A very soft moan escaped her mouth.
Her body was like a fish out of water, trembling slightly in Tatsuya's arms, trying to avoid the annoying interference.
However, how could Tatsuya possibly let her go so easily?
Under that reaction of half-resisting and half-accepting,
Instead of stopping, Tatsuya pushed his luck even further...
This level of stimulation finally broke through the boundaries of sleep.
"Nn..."
Nami slowly woke up.
When those beautiful brown eyes first opened, they were still covered with a layer of misty haze, looking a bit dazed and lost.
But in less than half a second, when reason reoccupied her brain...
Nami snapped awake instantly.
She suddenly realized the extremely ambiguous posture they were in at the moment—
She was almost completely pressed against Tatsuya's body.
And that man's very dishonest large hand was... wandering wantonly.
With a "boom," Nami's face instantly turned crimson like blood.
"You..."
She instinctively wanted to cry out.
But, the moment she opened her mouth,
Her peripheral vision caught sight of Robin, who was sitting quietly and reading on another beach chair less than three meters away.
In that instant, Nami was so scared that even her breathing stopped.
She bit her lower lip hard, not even daring to take a loud breath.
Oh my god!
Robin is right there!!
If she were discovered doing this kind of thing with the Vice Captain on the deck in broad daylight,
How would she, the Navigator, ever face anyone again?!
The extreme sense of shame and the nervous guilt of a thief made Nami's heart beat wildly like a small drum, "thump-thump, thump-thump."
She looked up and gave Tatsuya a fierce glare with a look full of charm.
Those large, misty eyes were filled with the shameful annoyance and stern warning of "Are you crazy?!" and "Stop it!"
However, facing his Navigator's murderous glare,
Tatsuya's face remained as calm as water.
He didn't even take off his sunglasses, his lips still wearing that signature faint smile.
If one only looked at his upper body and facial expression,
He was simply a gentleman enjoying the afternoon sun, as if he hadn't done anything out of line.
But his hand, hidden in the visual blind spot...
Not only did it not stop because of Nami's warning,
It even...
"Mmph!"
This sudden stimulation almost caused Nami to lose control and cry out.
Terrified, she quickly buried her face in Tatsuya's chest, forcing back the sound that was about to overflow from her throat.
Under the extreme tension of Robin potentially looking up at any moment and the dual stimulation of Tatsuya's skilled technique,
Nami's body became slightly stiff, and even her toes couldn't help but curl up.
"This bastard... he's definitely doing it on purpose..."
Nami cursed wildly in her heart.
But the numbness that surged like a tide made her resistance pale and weak.
In the end, the Cat Burglar, filled with shame and anger yet helpless, had eyes that had become hazy and blurred, as if covered by a layer of water vapor.
To prevent herself from making sounds she shouldn't, and to vent her inner shame and annoyance,
Nami suddenly opened her mouth and took a bite out of Tatsuya's firm shoulder.
"Hiss—"
Although she didn't bite hard enough to break the skin,
This vengeful bite still made Tatsuya let out a very faint sound of drawing in cold air.
Feeling the force on his shoulder, similar to a kitten grinding its teeth,
Tatsuya knew that the limit of teasing had been reached.
If he continued, this Cat Burglar, who usually loved to bristle, might really blow her top.
He smilingly withdrew his troublemaking hand and placed it back obediently on Nami's back.
Then, Tatsuya extended his arms, holding the still-sulking and resisting Nami tightly in his embrace.
With a very gentle, soothing rhythm,
He lightly patted her back, which was trembling slightly from tension and shame.
He just held her quietly like that.
Her scent lingered at the tip of his nose.
He thoroughly enjoyed this sweetness carried out secretly right under someone else's nose.
...
While this secret "war" was taking place,
Robin still maintained that extremely elegant posture.
She rested her chin on one hand, her gaze seemingly completely focused on the thick ancient book in her hand.
As if she were completely unaware of everything happening in the outside world.
But... if someone were close enough to observe carefully,
They would find that the open page...
Had not been turned for a long, long time.
Although where Tatsuya and Nami were was indeed a visual blind spot, and although they didn't make any obvious sounds,
But...
In this quiet afternoon with nothing but the sound of the sea breeze,
The abnormal friction between the fabric of clothes;
The soft breathing that was originally even and slow, but suddenly became rapid and suppressed, as if trying hard to endure something...
All of this had nowhere to hide before Robin's amazing insight.
Even with her back to them,
Robin had already sketched out in her mind what kind of face-reddening "intense confrontation" was happening on the beach chair next to her.
The sea breeze brushed past, lifting the brim of Robin's wide sun hat.
On that always composed and exquisite face,
At this moment, for some reason, a faint rouge-like blush had quietly surfaced.
That blush added a touch of mature womanly glamour to her usually intellectual and aloof temperament.
A trace of helplessness and shyness flashed in Robin's deep and charming eyes.
She tightly pursed her full lips, which were painted with light purple lip gloss.
To hide her expression,
Robin calmly raised her hand, lifting the thick ancient book in her hand slightly higher, covering the lower half of her face.
Under the cover of the heavy book,
This consistently mischievous and elegant Archaeologist listened to the gradually subsiding commotion next door, laughing secretly in her heart.
"To do such a thing in front of someone else..."
"What a perverted Vice Captain..."
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