The first half of the Grand Line, an unnamed island.
At noon, the blazing sun burned like a golden crow, pouring down endless light upon this primitive land.
Waves crashed against the silver shore, scattering foam like shattered diamonds.
Far from the noise of civilization, on this ancient wilderness—
The Straw Hat crew was enjoying a feast worthy of their newly transformed bodies.
"Hey—! Sanji! We've got the ingredients!"
From the edge of the forest came Luffy's piercing shout.
Moments later—
Heavy footsteps like distant thunder approached, making the sand tremble.
Ronan and Zoro emerged first.
Both shirtless, their muscles coiled like roots, radiating raw, savage power under the sunlight.
Each of them dragged a massive black-maned boar, several meters long and weighing over a thousand kilograms—
Once kings of this island—
Now reduced to lifeless carcasses, leaving deep furrows in the sand.
Behind them, Luffy carried a pile of strange fruits.
Usopp, Chopper, and Robin brought back fresh mushrooms and herbs.
—
At the center of the beach, Sanji had already set up a massive cooking station.
His movements were lightning-fast.
The knife in his hand became a storm of silver light as it danced across the boars.
This wasn't simple cutting—
It was perfect anatomical disassembly.
In mere seconds, the two giant beasts were neatly processed.
Sanji's right leg ignited with pale blue flames—
A heat born from inner energy.
"Sit down! Try the 'Vajra Supply Meal' prepared by your chef!"
As he cooked, a rich aroma of meat and herbs spread outward like a shockwave.
—
"Cheers—!"
Everyone raised their wooden mugs filled with beer, shouting in unison.
Luffy's eating had already become… inhuman.
He opened his mouth like a black hole, devouring entire chunks of roasted boar leg.
The moment the meat entered his body—
His Vajra energy crushed and absorbed it instantly, turning it into surging heat that flowed through his limbs.
"So good! So damn good!"
He mumbled, steam rising from his body as he digested at an absurd rate.
Zoro and Ronan were no different.
For warriors like them—
Eating was part of training.
Every bite replenished the energy consumed during two weeks of thunder tempering.
"Ridiculous…"
Sanji shook his head as he watched enough food to feed a hundred men for three days vanish within minutes.
"At this rate, we don't just need a shipwright—we need a storage system that can hold an entire island's worth of food."
—
After the meal, even Luffy looked lazily satisfied—
Until Nami's fist knocked him back to reality.
"Stop slacking! At this rate, we'll run out of food by tomorrow morning!"
She pointed toward the dense forest.
"Luffy, Ronan, Zoro, Sanji—go get more meat!"
"Chopper, Robin, Usopp—you're on herbs and water!"
—
The crew entered the forest once more.
The vegetation was suffocatingly dense.
Massive vines hung like serpents between ancient trees.
Light filtered through layers of leaves, forming scattered patches on the moss-covered ground.
"Chopper, found anything?" Usopp asked, slingshot ready.
"Yeah, these are high-quality Blood Ginseng. Great for restoring Vajra energy."
Chopper was digging when his nose twitched.
He looked toward the ground, puzzled.
"By the way… I noticed this earlier…"
"What's this strange groove in the middle of the path?"
Everyone gathered.
In the damp soil lay a thin, perfectly straight indentation.
Not from any beast.
Not natural.
Ronan crouched, running his fingers along it.
"This is… a bicycle track."
His heart skipped a beat.
As someone who knew this world—
He knew exactly who would casually ride a bicycle across an island in the Grand Line.
"Wait, you're kidding, right?" Sanji frowned.
"This is an uninhabited island. Who the hell rides a bike here?"
Robin's face turned pale.
Her usually calm and intelligent eyes were now filled with deep, instinctive fear.
—
"Finally out of the forest!"
Luffy charged ahead and burst into an open clearing.
Before them stretched a barren rocky field.
Massive granite boulders lay scattered like a graveyard of gods.
Suddenly—
Luffy froze.
His body, now at the intermediate Vajra level, instinctively tensed.
His hair trembled without wind.
His pores tightened.
"Someone's here."
His voice was low and serious.
—
Ronan stepped forward, gripping his spear tightly.
In his perception—
Behind a massive rock ahead—
There should have been nothing.
But the moment he looked—
His Observation Haki sensed something else entirely.
A vast, cold abyss.
Like stepping from blazing sunlight into a glacier.
And the most terrifying part—
He hadn't sensed it until he was within a hundred meters.
"Extremely dangerous…" Zoro drew Wado Ichimonji, the blade humming uneasily.
"This feeling… his Observation Haki is above ours," Sanji muttered, lowering his stance.
—
At the center of the rocky field—
A massive boulder cast a long shadow.
At the boundary between light and darkness—
A tall man leaned casually against it.
He wore a white suit.
A green eye mask covered his face.
His legs were crossed, his posture relaxed—
As if he were lounging in his backyard instead of standing in the deadly Grand Line.
"Yaaawn…"
A long, lazy yawn broke the silence.
The man lifted a hand and slightly raised his mask.
Half-lidded, sleepy eyes squinted under the sunlight.
He sat up slowly, his curly black hair shifting slightly.
From him radiated a single, unmistakable aura—
Lazy justice.
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