In that instant, something inside Kaya's mind burst…
"AAAaaaahhhh!!!!!!"
It should have been painful, yet it felt so good.
It should have been agonizing, yet it felt so good.
It should have been unbearable, yet it felt so good.
"Thissssh... th-this ish... I can't shtop... I can't go back anymorrrre..."
Pleasure beyond her brain's capacity flooded Kaya's senses. With every single stroke—no, every single millimeter Luffy moved—Kaya climaxed four times over.
Watching her, Luffy wore an expression of deep satisfaction.
"What, you wanna go back? To that life shut up alone in your mansion?"
"Nooo! I can't shtand it!! I don't wanna!! I wanna feel good thingzzz forevaaaah!!!!!"
"Then what's the problem?! Just be honest! Come on, Kaya!"
"Yessshhh! I'll do ittt!! I'll beee... I'll be Masshter's womaaaaan!!!!!!"
With that declaration of total surrender, Kaya came one final, obliterating time.
The sight was so far removed from the quiet, tragic heiress of the mansion—her utter abandon and screaming ecstasy—that Luffy, even as he pumped his load deep inside her pussy, let out a wry chuckle. He reached down and gently stroked her sweat-matted, disheveled hair.
"Well said. Good girl."
"Eheh... eheheheee..."
Praised, she hit another small peak, her unfocused eyes glazed over with pure, mindless bliss. Then, pressing against Luffy from both sides, came the soft, warm pressure of four breasts.
"Nee, Luffy..."
"We worked really hard, you know..."
Like children boasting to a parent about a good grade, Nami and Nojiko were demanding their own reward.
In truth, Nojiko hadn't stumbled upon Kaya masturbating in the forest by accident. Luffy had instructed Nami and Nojiko to take turns searching the woods, with orders to bring Kaya back to the ship the moment they found her.
He had bet that Kaya would open up more easily to other women than to a strange man, revealing her hidden perversions.
The prediction had hit the mark perfectly. Kaya had bared her complexes, her sex views, and eventually, her very heart.
Luffy had even been on the ship that night, planning to seal the deal by making Kaya watch him fuck Makino before making his move.
The wildcard had been Klahadore—Captain Kuro—and his plot to murder Kaya. Luffy had thwarted it because it interfered with his own plan to break her, but the result had been an unexpected boon: Kaya's last shreds of restraint had shattered.
There had been no need for further manipulation. Kaya had spread her legs of her own free will and fallen completely.
"Yeah. You're right. You both did great."
Their success hinged on the trust Kaya had placed in Nami and Nojiko. At Luffy's praise, both women flipped onto their backs and spread their legs wide, just as Kaya had moments before.
Their pussies were already dripping with love juice and ready, needing no foreplay, pulsing hungrily in anticipation of their reward.
"..."
Glancing over, Luffy saw Makino. She, too, was kneeling there, fingers buried in her own slick folds, gazing at him with desperate, expectant eyes.
Ordinarily, taking on three women after already blowing one load would be a challenge, even for beauties like these.
"Relax. I'm gonna do every single one of you tonight."
"Huf "
"Huf."
"Huf."
Luffy's ambition was to surround himself with gorgeous women. In that case, a night spent plowing a revolving door of eager holes wasn't a chore; it was the whole damn reward.
And so, that night, the northern cove echoed with the wanton, melodic cries of women. Not a single soul in Syrup Village was any the wiser…
"Haaah... Another job well done!"
Morning...
As always, Usopp had lied about pirates, enraged the villagers, and made his escape. He stretched, basking in a sense of accomplishment, but his expression was clouded.
"...I wonder if Kaya's doing alright."
The girl he secretly pined for, the one he worried about above all else. He had spoken to her almost daily, but two days ago, she'd been so out of sorts she'd sent him away. He had tried to convince himself it was just her frail health acting up.
But yesterday, the mansion itself had been in such a strange, tense uproar that he hadn't even been able to see her.
Unable to shake his unease, he headed for the mansion.
"…?"
The commotion from the day before was gone. More than that, the silence was so profound it filled him with dread. There were no guards at the gate; slipping inside was easy, but the anxiety only grew.
He climbed his usual tree outside Kaya's room. The curtains, always open before, were drawn tightly shut.
"Hey! Kaya!"
Maybe she was asleep, he thought, but he called out anyway. The curtains didn't twitch. His worry swelled, but breaking into the mansion itself was beyond him. He stood there, paralyzed by indecision, unsure how to check on her.
"Did something happen yesterday...?"
"Usopp."
"!?"
As he agonized, unable to leave, fearing for Kaya's safety, a voice called from below. It was Merry, one of the mansion's butlers. Unlike Klahadore, Merry had always been willing to at least hear him out.
"Perfect timing! Hey, is Kaya okay? She's been weird since the day before yesterday..."
"...I have a letter for you. From the young mistress."
A hint of sadness in his eyes, Merry held out a single envelope. Usopp stared at it, baffled. He had never received a letter before and couldn't fathom why he was getting one now.
"A letter...? What about Kaya?"
"Please, just read it."
At Merry's urging, he tore it open…
Dear Usopp,
I imagine this sudden letter must come as a surprise. I should say this to you in person, but I lacked the courage. Please forgive me.
After losing my father and mother, every day you spent lifting my spirits was a joy. But I realize now that by continuing to lean on your kindness, I was unable to take a single step forward myself.
Recently, I became friends with two travelers who visited the mansion—Nami and Nojiko. Speaking with them, I found myself captivated by the way they live. Perhaps I should call it a dream. Nami sails to draw a map of the entire world, and Nojiko sails simply to walk beside her sister, making up for all the time they lost.
The way they pursue their goals so earnestly is wonderful. I found myself deeply envious.
It made me wonder: What is my dream?
Living my life worried about the eyes of others, conforming to their expectations... I had lost sight of myself. Who is the real Kaya? What kind of person does she want to be? I couldn't see it anymore.
I am setting out on a journey to see the world—to find what I want to do, what I want to become. To search for my dream.
And someday, when I find it and return to Syrup Village, please listen to the tale of my dream and my adventure. That... is my very first dream.
From, Kaya
The letter was penned in beautiful, elegant script. Yet the words conveyed not the image of a sickly invalid, but the resolve of a woman who had begun to walk by her own will.
"Then... this means..."
"Yes. Lady Kaya departed on her voyage this morning. She left me with the management of this estate... and the final task of delivering that letter to you."
That explained the deathly silence within the mansion. She was no longer here. Not in this house, not in this village, not on this island. A crushing wave of desolation slammed into Usopp.
"Why... Kaya... why didn't she..."
"Departing was the young mistress's own will. But if you had tried to stop her, Usopp, that will might have wavered. So, she left her words in a letter."
It was true. If Kaya had told him she was leaving, he would have objected. But what she had wanted wasn't a voice to hold her back—it was a voice to send her off. Knowing that, she had chosen to say nothing at all.
"...!!"
"Usopp!?"
Usopp ran. He bolted from the mansion, tore through the village, ignored the villagers trying to scold him about his morning antics, and just sprinted desperately toward the hill overlooking the endless sea.
"Haaah... haah... haah...!"
The vast horizon stretched before him. Somewhere out on that boundless blue was the ship carrying Kaya. He didn't know the ship. He didn't know where it was headed. He didn't even know if she would ever come back.
"KAAAAYAAAAAAA!!"
And so he screamed. A voice that could never reach her. But he couldn't stop himself from shouting with every fiber of his being.
"You think I'd just be lonely?! I am the Great Warrior of the Sea!! The great Captain Usopp!! A warrior of the sea doesn't cry when his comrade sets sail!! He sends her off with a smile!!!"
He yelled, even as tears streamed down his face. This "Great Warrior of the Sea" existed only within him. But it was his dream. It was who he was.
"To say goodbye with just a damn letter!! There's no way I can accept that!! So when you come back, you say it to my face!! I'll be here!! On this island!! Waiting for as long as it takes!!!!"
Even if his voice gave out, even if she was long gone, he believed his feelings would reach her. And so he roared, a promise to keep waiting until the day she returned.
At that same moment, the sailing ship Going Merry glided across the waves, the island still faintly visible on the horizon.
"Nnhiiih... Cummingggg..."
Splayed out on the deck, writhing and moaning, was the ship's newest crewmate—and its practical owner—Kaya. Though at sea, she was outdoors and stark naked, her pretty boobs being eagerly suckled by Nami.
"Puhaaa... Is this okay...? We can still see your home island, you know. That butler might spot you..."
"Eeeeh... He'll see me...?! No, that's wrong... It's wrong, but it feels so GOOOOD...!!"
As Nami teased her with a wicked grin, Kaya—whether believing it or simply picturing it—grew even more wildly aroused.
Trembling, her hips bucking, her figure was a far cry from the pure, demure girl of the island. She was obscene, lewd, and yet utterly, stunningly beautiful.
This was Kaya as she was meant to be. Kaya, as she truly was.
However, what Kaya herself didn't realize was that not a single trace of regret for her island, or resolve to return, remained within her.
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