What if Naruto had fun secretly with Vulgar Tsunade? HAREM LEMON (Full Movie)

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I am the octopus who raps, the one who trains without a fight. Brother, yes. Protecting him is my idea. Tsunad looked into their eyes, her voice dropping to a whisper that didn't go beyond the walls of the office. Listen to me well. The mission is a pretext. It's not just a training. It's a temporary exile. Akatsuki has already moved his chips. They have captured almost all the Henriki. Narut is the last one. If he stays here, the war will start on our doorstep and his capture will be inevitable. This island is a sanctuary, a distraction. They must make sure that no one knows that it is a trap. Not even Nar. Yamato frowned. If Nar knew, he would try to return immediately to protect the village. Exactly. Tsunady confirmed. Keep him busy. Make him believe that his training is vital. The trip will be by sea on board a special ninja ship. It's a long journey but the safest. And one more thing, Yamato killer B. I've noticed something in Narut stolen. He means he's stronger. Okajama. Yamato asked. Folded her arms thoughtfully. Yes, that too. He has polished his rassen shuriken and his tactical ingenuity has improved too, I would say. But I'm talking about his behavior. What's more, ready and yes, more blatantly perverted. He recalled a recent occasion when Narut, under the guise of an advanced infiltration technique, almost managed to sneak into the canoa thermal baths only to be stopped by a soft fist of Inata, who happened to be guarding. He's not the hyperactive idiot he used to be. The Okage continued. He still has that noisy essence, but his mind seems to run at 300 per hour. And much of his motivation seems to be focused on approaching any attractive woman who crosses his path. Don't underestimate him. They will have to be cunning to keep it in line, especially if there are beautiful women on board or if they meet them on the way. It's a risk we have to take. Your new intelligence is dangerous if you apply it to seduction. Hours later at the Canoa Seapport, a minor and well-hidden facility, Narut Yuzumaki with his usual ninja band and a backpack containing mostly rammen instantly. He was inspecting the ship that would take them to the land of lightning. The ship, a ninja vessel with a reinforced hull and discrete masts, looked sturdy but boring. Come on, Yamato. Do I really have to go? I should be preparing for war right here. Narut bellowed, although his blue eyes swept the surroundings with an intensity that few would notice. He analyzed the course, the structure of the ship, and the support ninjas. Training mission, my ass. The absence of Sakura and Kakashi sensei, the fact that only Yamato and killer became, and the aura of secrecy, something not. It fit. Akatsuki, they want to protect me. They're taking me off the board. Hemp. If that's what they want, I'll play their game, but in my own way. While Yamato was finishing securing the boarding, Narut approached Killer B, who was scribbling rhymes in a notebook. "Hey, B sensei," Narut whispered with a conspiratorial tone that only he was able to emit under his breath. "Do you think there are Konoichi on that island?" Killer B stopped his typing and looked at Narut over his sunglasses, his expression inscrutable. Konoichas in the sea. Oh yes, what a sensuality. I say no, you and yes, brother, what a calamity. Nar rolled his eyes but didn't flinch. Come on, you have to know. Rakage is not made of stone. An intensive training always needs assistance. And you know, go sensei, if the training is too strict, interesting, a visual and tactile distraction is always needed to balance the chakra. The hinski of the eight tales smiled. A rare moment of complicity. The young pervert knows how to rhyme. His mind does not stop flying. Girls are a good jutzu if the heart has a use. Nar smiled from ear to ear. Exactly. Intelligence is knowing how to use all the resources at your disposal. And a good feminine resource is as important as a good scroll. It's not just about sex be sensei. It's about motivation. And if the motivation is a beautiful woman, the strength of the ninetailes increases by 300%. It's pure ninja science. Yamato, who was approaching at that moment, heard the last part and felt a chill. Tsunady Samk was right. His intelligence has become dangerous. Nar interrupted Yamato with his usual commanding tone. Stop rambling. The sea is dangerous. The country of lightning is not near. Concentrate your mind on the goal. and killer B, I remind you that we are on a mission, not at a concert. Yes, Yamato T. I'll be concentrating on my training and all the Konoichi that will help me concentrate better. Nar replied with a smile that was half innocent, half Mchavelian. The trip started without incident. The boat moved with the precision of a shinobi cutting through the waves. Killer B was trying to teach Nar how to rap. Yamato was trying to distract both of them. and Naruto in turn were trying to convince Yamato that a ray vision technique was essential for underwater threat recognition and coincidentally for the inspection of the female crew. I already told you that there is no X-ray jutzu that works like that, Narut. Yamato growled, a vein swelling in his forehead. But it could exist, right? Everything is chakra. I just need to focus it on a different wavelength. Imagine the potential. Yamato tage. We could detect if an enemy Kanoi is carrying a scroll hidden in her underwear. It's highlevel tactical intelligence. Narut argued with comical seriousness. As the discussion escalated, killer B, who had been meditating on the bow, suddenly stood up. The sea sings a song. The wind is not right. There is a current that calls me like a strong flame. What do you say, B sensei? Nar asked. Killer be pointed towards the horizon where the clouds were gathering strangely. We have followed the Ray Kaiikage map, but my brother's gibbon octopus tells me that this route is a trap. The ocean is roaring. We need to get out of the way. Okay. Yamato consulted the map wearily. The map is official. We can't get sidetracked. We could end up at the borders of Curio worse in neutral waters that Akatsuki could patrol. Nar, however, became alert. His henriki instinct and his newly sharp strategic one was telling him that Killerb was right. The cages maps always had a margin of error. Or worse, they could be deliberately misleading to avoid spies. Yamato t listened to B sensei. Nar interjected with unusual seriousness. If this trip is a secret, why would the route be so obvious? A storm or an unexpected current would be the perfect excuse for a Katsuki to say that the ship sank. They will not risk a direct confrontation. They'll catch us by accident. Nar approached the map table and instead of looking for known routes, he put his finger on an unmarked area near what appeared to be a chain of unknown volcanic islands. If we go south, we will take advantage of this return current and avoid the eye of the storm that B sensei felt. Yes, it's risky, but it's unpredictable. And as you know, the unpredictable is what I'm best at. Yamato hesitated, his face reflecting the struggle between his duty to follow orders and Narut's logic, which was strangely impeccable. "If we deviate, we lose the Lightning Country route," Yamato warned. "Great. So, we'll have more time to practice survival techniques on deserted islands with potential shipwrecked Konoichi," Nar joked, returning to his usual tone. But the decision to deviate was already sown. Killer B slapped Narut on the shoulder. A salt-flavored detour, a ninja who wants more. Yes. Yamato, at the insistence of the more experienced Hinski and Narut's unexpected insight, reluctantly gave in. Fine, we'll turn south. But as soon as the danger passes, we resume the course. No one should know about this change. The detour was a mistake. The current that Nar had predicted was strong, yes, but it swept them away much faster than expected, and the island chain turned out to be a maze of unstable reefs and rock formations. Canoa's navigation charts were of no use in these uncharted waters. After 2 days of minor storms and risky maneuvers, the ninja ship was battered and the crew was exhausted. The sun was setting, turning the sky a deep orange red. Narut, however, was strangely calm. He sat on the bow, using his chakra to feel the vibrations of the water, trying to anticipate the waves. "We've gone too far, Nar. We're lost. If we don't find land soon, we<unk>ll have to call for help and reveal our position," Yamato said, frustrated. "Take it easy, Yamato t." A good ninja does not get lost. He simply discovers an alternative path. Besides, look, the sky is clearing up. It's a sign, Naruto replied, pointing to the horizon. But it was not the sky that cleared the doubts, but the silhouette that slowly materialized among the dusks. It was a boat, but not an ordinary boat. It was a sailboat of the strangest design with a figurehead in the shape of a smiling lion. Its sails flaming with a skull-on crossbones symbol. It was big, looked well-groomed, and most surprisingly did not seem to have a ninja flag or a well-known pirate. "What is that?" Yamato asked, pulling out a crib, and instinctively Narut narrowed his eyes. Something in the shape of the ship in its care-free but powerful air was familiar to him, as if he belonged to another kind of world, to another kind of legend. As the ship approached, the silhouette of several people became visible on the deck, and a voice, loud and cheerful, traveled over the water like an arrow, "Hey, a rare ship. Hey, you guys, do you have any food?" The scream came from a young man with black hair who was wearing a straw hat and laughing out loud. Nar felt a surge of curiosity that rivaled his hunger for ramen. This was not a common enemy. But just as he was about to answer, his eyes were fixed on two female figures who were standing next to the young man with the straw hat. One was red-haired with a spectacular figure and a strange one expression of annoyance. The other with black hair, was tall, mysterious, and possessed a mature and serene beauty. Nar was paralyzed for a second, his perverted side and his strategic brain going into short circuit. Damn it. Not just food, but a couple of beauties that could to be my training assistants. Her heart took a turn. They're pirates. Muttered a ninja of the crew in terror. No, Naruto corrected his voice low and excited. Now they are opportunities. Killer B just smiled. Pirate ship with girls, a new one. The horizon is the one you look at. Yes. The dance of the sea milk and the strategy of the fox. The silhouette of the strange ship with its smiling lion mask dominated the horizon. The figure of the young man in the straw hat, Luffy, screaming for food, was visible next to the two women they had immediately captured. Immediately to Nar's attention on the ninja boat, the tension was palpable. Canoa's crew members, mid-ranking ninjas, were in battle position. Yamato shouted, caution replaced by alarm. Their pirates defensive opposition. Nar, stay back. Killer B, get ready for the partial form. The Henriki of the eight tales, without leaving his carefree air, drew his seven swords in a lightning jutzu. Pirates have no honor. They only look for the tremor. I'm going to give you a big cut, so you can stop bothering. Nar, however, did not immediately obey. His analytical mind had been activated. They are not camouflaged. They're screaming for food. A serious pirate ship would not be so brazen and noisy in unknown waters. It looks more like a noisy tourist boat, but who wears a skull for fun? Despite his analysis, the pirates were already too close, and their intentions were unknown. The ninja principal was clear. The defense against the unknown by Yamato Tage, shouted the pirate captain, Luffy. Do they have meat? We're starving. The redhead Nami hit Luffy on the head. Don't order food from strangers on a warship, you idiot. They may be from the Navy. We are not the Navy. We are ninjas from Canoa. A member of the ninja crew roared. Yamato made the decision. I couldn't risk the mission or Nar. Preemptive strike. Show your strength, but with no intention of killing. Nar uses recon clones to secure escape routes. Nar nodded but he wasn't far behind. Got it. Yamato t but if we are going to fight let it be strategically. At that instant Nar executed a kajjaban without no jutsu creating five clones that jumped over the ship's railings. But instead of attacking the clones used their bodies as elastic platforms jumping back towards the central mast. Element of wind. Big gust. The clones used wind jutzu to overload the sails of the ninja ship, causing it to turn sharply, moving perpendicular to the path of the pirate ship. The goal was not to dodge, but to change the battlefield in favor of a coordinated attack. The maneuver was so fast that it surprised the pirates. "Hey, they are playing in the sea." Luffy shouted with an excited smile. The Tusen Sunni continued to advance. And on the deck of the pirate ship, a tall blonde man, Sanji, noticed the strategic movement and shouted, "Navigator San, they are trying to gain height." Nami frowned, impressed by the unexpected twist. They're not attacking. Point blank. They're smart. Frankie, adjust the rudder. Ysef, get ready for the impact of a cannon. Yamato, seeing that Naruto had taken the tactical command, was angry, but also impressed. Smart [ __ ] brat. Killer B. Now Killer B unleashed his seven swords and charged with blinding speed, directing a whirlwind of cuts towards the bow of the Sunji. Luffy, unfazed by the speed, instantly reacted with a smile. Great. A rare swordsman. Gou fuse. Luffy inflated his body like a giant balloon, cushioning killer bees sharp blows which bounced harmlessly off the rubber skin. The air on the deck was filled with the two act two act two act sound of the swords hitting the rubber. Wow. Killer B exclaimed. His skin is like a football. He has a lot of heart. He's strong. Okay. He gave me a good blow. Nar from his elevated position analyzed the scene. It is not a hardening jutzu. It's an inherent thing. He is made of rubber. Interesting weakness. Fire and powerful cuts should work. No, wait. We are not here to kill. While killer B was holding Luffy at bay, Yamato executed an attack to immobilize the other pirates. Wood element barricade stakes. A series of strong wooden stakes grew rapidly from the Nia boat, extending towards the Sunni like tree fingers looking to catch. Yamato's objective was clear to capture the sailors and take control of the ship. But a female figure in the Sunni, the black and serene movie Niko Robin reacted with elegant calm. Six Flur. Small arms sprouted from the mast and deck of the Tusen Sunni, intercepting Yamato's wooden stakes and breaking them into pieces before they could do any damage. What? Yamato exclaimed, gasping. That technique creates limbs out of nothing. It's as if it could manipulate organic matter. At a distance, it's dangerous. Naruto saw the opportunity. Robin was his main target at the moment. Kajban without no jutsu. Three more clones appeared. One launched towards the sun and in a frontal attack. The other two jumped into the sea. Yamato t guard the rear. Nar shouted. I'm opening up a diversion route. The front clone of Nar was launched in a half-formed reen. Renan shouted the clone attracting all eyes. But before the reen hit, the clone dissipated in a cloud of smoke. The real Nar using the clone's mist was already on the side of the pirate ship, his mind working at full speed without losing sight of the situation. Their goal was not the battle, but information and proximity. He quietly walked over to the cup right where Nami and Robin were. The captain is made of rubber. The flower woman is a danger, and the navigator looks smart. I need a way to stop this without harming these goddesses. Nar executed a very fast angutu, transforming himself into a box of giant tangerines. Tangerines, shouted Narut. The box Nami is a red head. I bet he likes fruits. Ninja strategy appealed to the interest of the victim. The gesture, while absurd, worked as a perfect distraction. Nami the navigator who was tense from the battle blinked at the sight of the box of fresh fruit that had appeared out of nowhere. Tangerines? Where did they come from? Robin, however, with his usual perspacity was not deceived. He saw the box and smiled enigmatically. A little magic trick or a very obvious ninja trick. While Nami was distracted and Robin was smiling, a man's grally voice from the Sunni stopped the action. Ceasefire. Nami. Robin. Luffy. Wait a minute. It was a man with a long nose, Yseup, who had been watching the battle from the crow's nest. Look, look, Sop shouted, pointing at Canoa's ninja ship, which was maneuvering awkwardly due to minor damage from Yamato's wooden stakes. They're hurt, and they're just responding to our proximity. They are not the Navy. They just got scared. Luffy, who was still bouncing off Killer Bee's attacks, stopped, his simple mind grasping the truth in his companion scream. Oh, were they just afraid? That's not funny. I want to eat. Killer B, relieved that he didn't have to unleash HB's power, lowered his swords. My brother said to stop, "The octopus doesn't want to bleed." "Yes." Yamato, seeing that the pirates had not used any lethal weapon, not even that rubber man, and noticing the strange box of tangerines on the enemy deck, felt a burning shame. He realized that they had attacked first because of the panic of an unexpected encounter. They had no logical reason to keep fighting. The tension dissolved in the air, leaving only the sea breeze and the sound of the waves. Luffy unscrewed himself and jumped onto the railing of his boat. He looked at Yamato and Killer B and then his gaze fell on the box of tangerines. Hey, weird boat. Why did you attack us if you only wanted to give us fruit? The tangerine box dissipated into smoke, revealing Narut, who was on his knees, trying to simulate a desperate pleading pose. His face was a mask of pain. Although his eyes shown with mischievousness and a very unsuttle interest in the two women. Forgive us. It's the trauma of the ninja war. We see a skull and think it's the end of the world. Nar exclaimed in a histrionic voice. Then he stood up making a deep bow, but he made sure that his eyes were directed directly at Nami and Robin. I'm Narut Yuzumaki, and you must believe me when I say that my only intention it was to offer them some of my chakra in the form of tactical assistance and maybe some companionship if they need it. His gaze stopped on Nami, the red head. Her body is a work of art, but her eyes are intelligent. A businesswoman, sand navigator, Narut said, using a title I had heard with a seductive tone I did not know it had, if we are allowed to excuse ourselves for the aggression. We will be able to repair our ships. And by the way, I would like to talk to such a navigational woman about the stars and the flow of the sea. Nami blushed slightly from the de shame and flattery, though he concealed it with a frown. What a weird guy. Robin simply put a hand to his chin, watching Narut with a cautious and analytical smile. He's young, loud, but his distraction strategy with the clones, and his transformation was quick and personal. He is a boy with a very dual mind. Yamato and Killer B joined Nar. Yamato was about to punish the boy for his insulence, but the situation was mediated. We are ninjas from Kenoa on a secret mission, Yamato explained, trying to restore seriousness. We are sorry for the misunderstanding. The sea has made us lose our way and made us nervous. Luffy came closer, still smiling. Great ninjas, do you have a weird boat, or does it mean they have extra meat? Naruto pounded his chest with pride and perversion. We have ramen and we have many secrets that we could share with two such beautiful ladies if they give us the opportunity. The truths of hunger and the boarding of the fox, the air above the waves had been released from the tension of the battle. Replaced by a mixture of curiosity, distrust, and the unmistakable aroma of freshly cooked food that emanated from the strange pirate ship, Luffy had hung himself from a makeshift cable and swung himself up to the railings of the Nia ship. approaching Yamato with a huge smile. Hey, wood guy, your friend with the eight swords gave me quite a fright. But since they're not the navy, why don't they come to my boat? My cook Sanji is the best in the world, and I'm sure they don't have a bit of meat. Yamato was outraged. Boarding a pirate ship was against all Canoa regulations. They were fugitives from the law in almost any civilization. Impossible, Yamato replied, his voice heavy with authority. Our mission is secret, and we cannot fraternize with criminals. Nar, however, stepped forward, placing himself strategically between Yamato and Luffy. I had smelled the opportunity and the aroma of the food, which was not ramen, was as tempting as the proximity of Nami and Robin. Yamato T, think about it. Our mission is to take me to the land of lightning, safe and sound, and away from the clutches of Akatsuki. What is the real situation? Nar did not wait for a response from his superior and began to enumerate, pointing with his fingers to demonstrate his new agony. Strategic. We're lost. Our maps are useless in these waters and we don't have a navigator trained for this. We have avoided a trap, but now we are a drift. Our emergency reserves are almost exhausted. The trip took longer than planned. We have ramen and provisions left for one more day. And we can't risk a nutritional collapse. Who knows the sea better than the people who live in it. They are not ninjas. They are not firmatsuki. If we want to get away from the big five nations so as not to be detected, we need someone who knows how to dunk. Moving in the unknown. It was to protect Nar. And if that meant temporarily allying with a group of noisy pirates to gain time and distance, then it was an operational necessity. He sighed, a defeated expression covering his face. Damn it, Nar. You're right. It seems that your brain works better when there is an immediate risk and pretty women involved. Nar smiled, the cunning shining in his blue eyes. Motivation is key to strategic performance. T I learned it from Tsunadyio Basan and I'll apply it to seduction as soon as we have a nice bowl of food. He thought Yamato headed to the pirate group on the Sanji. We accept your hospitality for a short time only for repairs and replenishments. Don't touch my team and don't ask about our mission. Great, Luffy shouted, jumping for joy. Welcome to Tusen Sanji. Killer be felt approvingly. The sea gives us a turn. Hunger has no delirium. Food. Okay. I'm going to build a friendship, brother. The approach was a mixture of cultural confusion and amazement. The crew of the sun were as strange as their ship. The cyborg Frankie, the medical reindeer chopper, the musician skeleton Brock, and the shadowy swordsman Zoro watched the ninjas with varying degrees of caution and fascination. Naruto, Yamato, and Killer B were driven to the main living room. a cozy and surprisingly luxurious space. The pirates, for their part, wasted no time and set about examining Canoa's ninja ship. While Yamato and a couple of crew ninjas were starting to assess the damage with Frankie and Ysef, Nar found himself in a corner. Closely watched by Killer B, but completely focused on his true goal. The women, Nami, the navigator, was sitting at a table checking a map with a compass. Niko Robin, the archaeologist, was quietly reading a book with a cup of tea. Narut approached the table, adopting a pose that was trying to be both cool and casual, but ended up being a little exaggerated. Excuse me, Navigator San. Lady of the Flowers, aren't they afraid that three dangerous ninjas are on their boat? Nar asked with a mischievous smile. Nami looked up, assessing him up and down. If they were dangerous, they would have done something to us by now. Ban boy. Besides, your captain is worried about his rations, not the war. And I saw your clone trick. You used your main technique to distract and reposition instead of attacking. That doesn't make him an impulsive ninja. Naruto felt a chill. Damn, he's more insightful than I thought. His intelligence is not only for the weather, but for reading people. Wow, a woman who reads to me is also rare. Most people just see the loud airhead, Narut said, his tone becoming genuinely admiring. But you're right. I'm the kind of ninja who plans, especially when there are valuable goals to protect or achieve. He turned an intense gaze to Nami, then to Robin. Robin put down his book and looked at Narut with an amused smile that showed only his right eye. You have an unusual energy, young Shinobi. And what valuable goals does a guy like you have? Robin asked, his voice soft and meluous. Nar leaned closer, using a conspiratorial voice that barely concealed his mischief. Well, a good ninja always has short, medium, and long-term goals. In the short term, get the best food possible from your cook. In the medium-term, to learn from the most beautiful sailor to avoid getting lost at sea again. And maybe if it helps, I could try to compensate her with some jutzu. Maybe a jutzu to allow me to see through the clouds. Nami turned red immediately, understanding the perverted double meaning of seeing through clouds or clothes. How shameless. Nami snapped, banging on the table. But Nar did not stop, moving on to his long-term goal and focused on Robin. And in the long term, my goal is to find the hidden knowledge that is in this world. Something that is as beautiful and enigmatic as the ruins of a lost civilization. Something that attracts me with its mystery and elegance. For example, Narut said, his gaze becoming a little more serious and sincere. I would like to know how you made those arms grow. It's<unk> a jutzu unlike anything I've ever seen. I'm interested in the story behind that power. Lady of the Flowers. Robin felt momentarily disarmed. The boy had gone from shamelessness to a sincere and insightful curiosity about his ability, something most people feared or avoided. That's a closely guarded secret, Shinobi. Robin replied with a more cautious tone. "Secrets are just knowledge waiting to be shared. And if I may say so, my goal is to become the most important man in my village. And for that, I need to learn from the most intelligent and beautiful women I find on my way. Consider this my first maritime lesson, Narut concluded, ending with an exaggerated bow. Meanwhile, in the kitchen, the blonde cook Sanji had heard the whole interaction. Her eyes turned into hearts as she watched Nami and Robin blush. How bold, how shameless, and what an ill-timed competition. Sanji shouted, throwing a kitchen knife that barely grazed Narut's hair, embedding itself in the wall. Stay away from my Nami Swan and Robin Chuan, you yellow-haired pervert. I am the only one who can honor those goddesses. Narut jumped back, dodging the knife with an instinctive ninja move. Wow, calm down, Cookan. I'm just doing some field research. But if your cooking is as good as your aim, maybe you can be a training assistant, too. The scene turned into controlled chaos. But the awkwardness had been broken. The ninjas had a place for repairs, and Naruto had two goals, Nami and Robin, to achieve, starting with a mix. The one with perverted flirtation and intellectual admiration. Killer be joined Luffy, exchanging rhymes about food and strength. The eye of the storm and sinful thinking, the atmosphere at the Tusen Sundi had settled into an uneasy but productive truce. Yamato and Frankie were supervising the repairs of the Nia ship while Killer B and Luffy had joined in a frantic rap session about meat and octopuses. Narut, meanwhile, was gorging on Sanji's amazing food. The cook, although jealous, could not help but spoil his female guests with elegant dishes, which left crumbs of attention for the noisy ninja. Sitting on a bench, Nar watched Nami and Robin from a distance while his mind worked on two levels. One analytical girl and the other shameless perverted the inner monologue of the fox. Well, well, are there really such people in the world? Obasan has a body that could destroy a train. and Karina and Sensei has that seductive look, but Nar allowed himself a discreet and completely internalized scrutiny of the two women. The ninja's uniforms were baggy and functional, but the pirate women's clothes designed for a warm maritime climate accentuated their figure in ways Narut had never imagined. The navigator Nami, it's as if someone has sculpted perfection and then covered it with fur. Those attributes are a miracle of biology. Not only are they big, but they have a firmness that seems to scream at gravity to go to hell. It's an art form. If he could master Tsunady Sama's firm attribute jutzu, but applied to other things, he would be the most popular shinobi in all the villages. His gaze slid to Robin sitting down with her book. The lady with the flowers. She is a completely different kind of beauty. Elegant, mature, but with an aura that invites you to discover her secrets. And under that air of serenity, she has the same blessing, only wrapped in a darker and more mysterious package. It's like a forbidden scroll. You know it's dangerous, but you have to open it. I need a plan of attack. No, a strategic approach. I'll use Nami to find the route to the island and Robin to figure it out. My Kajiban Sin can help you both. It's time to put my new intelligence at the service of my most important personal motivation. The discovery, the mirror island. The opportunity came the next day when Nami approached the navigation table with an old map. This doesn't make sense. The pattern of the currents has dragged us to an unmapped area. But this bright spot on the ancient nautical map is very similar to the direction we took, Nami said, pointing to a point that was supposed to be just a legend. Robin bowed. His expression of serenity turned into one of fascination. That is the mirrored archipelago, a legend from the Maritime Chronicles. It is said to be a group of volcanic islands that disappear and reappear due to electromagnetic phenomena and dense fogs. We could be very close, Nami. Yamato, who was listening from afar, tensed up. If it's a place that disappears, it will be very difficult to leave. We must continue with the planned route. Nar saw his entrance. He got up and walked towards them with an air of confidence, ignoring Yamato's frown. A place that appears and disappears. That's perfect for me. Narut exclaimed. Yamato t. Think about it. If it's that hard to find, Akatsuki would never look for me there. It is the best possible hiding place. And if we have to explore it, I volunteer. He approached Nami, smiling, but with a tinge of seriousness. Namian, your knowledge of the weather and currents is first class. And Robinson addressed the archaeologist with respect. Your knowledge of the ruins and history is vital. Let me end sense and accompany you. My jutzu can create duplicates to cover more ground, and my chakra can detect magic traps or ninjas better than any compass. Then he bowed his head a little, lowering his voice. Besides, you wouldn't want to such attractive ladies taking risks alone in a place full of hidden dangers, would you? You need a bodyguard or two. Nami smiled in a professional way, although a slight blush appeared on her cheeks. I don't need a bodyguard, kid. I need someone who is not in my way and who has stamina. But your idea of the clones for mapping, that's pure tactical intelligence. You promise me that you will do exactly what I ask without complaining. and don't try to see through the clouds. Narut put his hand on his chest with exaggerated semnity. I swear by my future title. Oage. I will only use my chakra vision for hazard detection. Although, if I may make a small note, with the heat of the islands, maybe I don't have to do any jutzu at all to see through the clouds. Robin laughed softly. A weird and musical sound. How persistent. I accept. We need a scouting team. A noisy shinobi, a silent shinobi, killer bee, and two women thirsty for knowledge. An unusual combination. Yamato, seeing that the situation was uncontrollable, and that Naruto had articulated a plan with overwhelming logic that ensured the objective of the mission, surrendered. Fine, go on. But only the four of you. And Narut, if you try anything kinky, I'll seal you with my Mokuto adventure on Mirror Island. the challenge of nature. A few hours later, the small team of four landed on a black sand beach. The island was a chaos of dense vegetation, giant ferns, and mossy rock formations. With a sulfurous smell that betrayed its volcanic nature, Nami was going to the front, her weather ready, watching the changes in the humidity. Robin was attentive to details, looking for ancient building patterns in the stones. Killer be walked calmly, attentive to any noise. Nar however immediately put his plan into action. Kajaban without no jutsu. Five clones appeared. Attention clones. Clone one and two go east and look for any source of drinking water and edible fruits to priority in the resource mapping. Clone three and four head west and look for ruins or ancient structures. The priority in the detection of chakra seals or traps. Clone 5, stay with Nami San to help her with the machete and carry the supplies. I'm staying with Robin San for perimeter protection. Nami whistled. Five clones and each with a specific logistical and reconnaissance task. Very efficient. Nar gave an apologetic look to Nami. I'm sorry, Nami. I would love to be your personal carrier, but with Robin, it's vital that I use my senses to the fullest. You have to take care of the most valuable treasure of this team. And I mean the knowledge that he carries in his head, of course. He finished with a cheeky wink. Nami just shook her head, laughing at the shamelessness, but feeling a little disappointed that he left her with a clone. Nar stood next to Robin, who was walking along a narrow path that went deep into the undergrowth. Robin San, what exactly are you looking for? Nar asked. Patterns. These islands are ancient. They could have been used by a civilization with lost technology. But the vegetation is very dense, Robin replied. I could help with that, Nar said with a smile. He approached a wall of thick vines, and instead of cutting them, he concentrated wind chakra in his hand. Element of wind, precise pruning cut. With a gentle but concentrated blast, he cut only the thickest Lyanna into a specific pattern, leaving the flowers and small leaves intact. A clean and elegant path was opened. This way we don't damage the ecosystem and we can see the structures better. Nar explained. Nar with pride. Brute force is for idiots. Precision with an aesthetic goal is for the oage. Robin smiled broadly. Impressive. A ninja who combines strength with consideration for details. You are a paradox. Naruto Kun. I'm glad you like my paradoxical way of operating. Robinson. Narut replied, still puffing up. And speaking of details, did you know that the way you bend over to read the prince is an example of maximum concentration? It's<unk> admirable. It inspires me to focus even more on my jutzu. Nar was about to take his flirting to a new level when suddenly killer be stopped in his tracks. Waters, waters. The ground wants a kiss, not a simple prayer. Brother, yes, there's a trap right here. Narut focused his chakra vision. The mosscovered ground in front of them was vibrating with a small amount of energy. It was not chakra, but a pressure-based engineering trap designed to collapse and plunge anyone who stepped into a hidden pit. Stop. Stop! Nar shouted. "It's a pit trap," Robinson. "Don't step on it." "How did you know that?" Nami asked, alarmed, turning to them. "It's not Chakra girl, Nami San. It's pressure engineering, but my chakra sharpens my vision. I just saw the micro vibrations on the ground, Naruto explained. He became serious for a moment. The seduction forgotten in the face of danger. We have to find a way. If Robinson's knowledge is at risk, the entire scouting mission is at risk. Nar looked at the surrounding rocks. Robinson, do you think you can create a bridge with your skill without touching the ground? Robin laughed softly. It would be difficult to create such big arms, but yes, it's not necessary. Nar intervened. Element of earth support pillars. Nar hit the ground with his palm, and four small pillars of earth and stone grew on the floor of the trap. They weren't strong enough for a bridge, but they were strong enough to hold a few arms. Robin understood the strategy. You did it. You used the jutsu to create anchor points. Exactly. Naruto smiled. You use the flower jutzu to create steps on my pillars. I stabilize them. You walk on them. Team combat. And Robinson, if I may say so. Your ability to combine my ideas with your talents is extremely attractive. While the flirtation was going on, the dangerous crossing had begun, marking the beginning of their adventure on Mirror Island. The forbidden scrolls and the enigma of the archaeologist. After bypassing the pressure trap, the exploration team gathered in a clearing. The Naruto clone that had gone to the west returned and dissipated in a cloud of smoke, transferring his memory to the original. "Bingo!" Nar exclaimed, his eyes shining. "The clone found an entrance. It is hidden behind a waterfall and has strange engravings. They are not Stamp's girl, but something older." Killer be felt. The ruins are knocking at the door. An unsupported story. Yes, let's explore and the island to devour. The group headed to the waterfall. The entrance, as Naruto had predicted, was a carved opening covered by a centuries old moss. Back on the beach, Yamato had gathered his team and the pirates to organize the tasks. Our priority is to repair the ship, resupply, and continue with the mission. Frankie Yousef, I thank you for your help. The rest in search of edible fruit and water. Killer B, I need you at the entrance as a guard. You are our best defense. If we find anything dangerous, Yamato ordered. Killer B felt with somnity. Yamato headed to the exploration group. Only the navigator, the archaeologist, and Nar can go. If they are ruins, discretion is key. Nar, don't even think about it. I know, T. Discretion and professionalism. My only mission is to protect the ladies and look for a map if it exists. I'll behave. Naruto interrupted with a smile that didn't convince Yamato. The choice of the archaeologist at the dark entrance of the ruin under the dew of the waterfall. Nami was getting ready. Okay, let's make two teams. It's too big to go together and we need to maximize the search for maps and treasures. Nami, you are the best at finding routes and detecting cable traps. Go to killer B. He will protect you and you will guide him. Robin proposed with his calm tone. Nami nodded. Perfect. Killer B is a good companion, and with his strength, we can get around any big obstacle. Everyone looked at Robin. She was the key to deciphering the engravings, but her physical strength was the least of the group. Nar straightened up. The opportunity he had been waiting for materialized right in front of him. Robin sits obvious. Go with me, Nar said in a grally voice that was trying to sound like a mature protector, even though he was only 16. Robin looked into his eyes, an enigmatic smile adorning his lips. The other pirates and ninjas fell silent, wondering if she would trust the loud and perverted boy. "Yes, it's the logical choice," Robin conceded, surprising everyone. "I need someone who can solve puzzles faster, who can create distractions, and who can secure the route with his special vision." Also, Robin tilted his head slightly, his mysterious gaze locked on Narut's blue eyes. Your mind is noisy, Narun. But it's also the most interesting I've ever met. I'd like to see how it works up close. Nar felt a chill that wasn't just from the cold of the waterfall. Damn, the flower lady is bolder than I thought. She chose me. This is not just an opportunity for perversion. It is a litmus test for my intelligence. Killer B laughed out loud. The fox and the mysterious flower, a delicious combination. Yes, take care of your body, my brother. Let's go, Robinson. I will prove that tactical intelligence is my best quality, Narut exclaimed. The labyrinth of the mind. Nar and Robin walked into the main hallway. The darkness was almost total, only interrupted by the scarce light that filtered from the cracks. Kajjaban without no jutzu. Naruto whispered, creating two clones. You two use the Nojutsu and become lanterns. We need to see. The clones were transformed into soft light spheres, which were actually light and chakra defective, but they worked and were placed in Narut and Robin's hands. Robin laughed again. You're witty. You save time and chakra. As they walked, Robin noticed the symbols on the wall. These are not pone lips, but they are similar. They represent a forgotten language that speaks of the mirror sun and a great power, but they are written as puzzles, not as stories. Only someone who thinks outside the box could figure them out. Nar approached the first engraving. A series of symbols that only seemed to make sense if they were read from the bottom up, and the order of the syllables was reversed. It's a double inversion code, Narut muttered, touching the symbols. Ninjas sometimes use this four quick messages. It's not just a language. It's a security measure. Only the truly intelligent or the truly insane would understand. While Robin was reading the translation, Nar allowed himself a flirtatious moment. It's fascinating to see how your brain works, Robinson. It's like an ancient library full of knowledge and mystery. And seeing that concentration makes my protective instincts sore. I need to make sure that no one bothers you in your work because it's art," Narut said, bringing his hand closer to hers. "Without actually touching her, but with a deliberate intensity." Robin looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Your protective instincts are transparent," Narut Kun. "But I appreciate your focused attention." They continued down a corridor that divided into three. In the center, there was a stone statue with three holes and three switches. A sign said, "He who seeks the light must turn off the shadow. He who seeks life must choose death." "A puzzle of pure logic," said Robin. "The shadow, the light, life, death. It's an enigma. We need a balance." Nar touched all three switches. "It's not balance, Robinson. It's cheating. The creators of these things don't want you to think about the literal meaning." He called his two clones. Clone one, concentrate. I want you to think like the most impulsive idiot in Canoa. Clone two, concentrate. Think like the most boring but logical know. The clones concentrated, their expressions becoming hilarious. Clone one, the idiot, flipped a switch at random and almost set off a dart trap. Clone 2, the logician, immediately dismissed the answer, arguing an excessive analysis. Exactly. Thanks, clones. Naruto smiled. The answer is not boring logic or impulsiveness. It's the paradox. To look for the light, to turn off the shadow means not to press the switch that represents the light. To seek life, to choose death means to press the switch that represents death because the creator put it there as the only safe path. Nar pressed the switches that represented shadow, turning off the light and death, choosing life. Click. A hidden passage opened, revealing a room full of ancient scrolls. Robin was out of breath. You solved it in seconds. You really are smarter than you appear. Or maybe it's your chuta that allows you to see the hidden truism. Both of those things Robin granted Narut. My chuta allows me to skip social rules and my brain takes care of solving the physical rules. But now look at this. The room was full of scrolls. Some were maps and some were ancient texts. Robin approached reverently, gently touching one that described the phenomenon of the mirror archipelago. This is priceless, Naruto Kun. It shows how the islands move and predicts when the next one will appear. Robin whispered. Nar, however, saw another scroll. A short and very wellpreserved text that was not about history, but about people. He took it and unrolled it. It was a letter from an ancient navigator who had deviated from the known routes and spoke of a blue sea and a kingdom of snakes on a tropical island ruled by a woman of dangerous beauty. He also mentioned an underwater palace and a mermaid princess with devastating power. The kingdom of snakes. The underwater palace. The names echoed in Narut's mind. Bone Koki Shiroshi. The pieces of the puzzle are moving. Nar felt a surge of emotion, not only because of the strategic knowledge that the map meant, but because of the feminine possibilities that opened up to new women, described with a halo of mythical beauty, she turned to Robin. Her expression now a mixture of triumph and intense flirtation. We found our map, Robinson. And not only that, we have found the route to a maritime legend with women as dangerous as they are beautiful, Narut whispered. And I I need to know more about the legends. Could you be so kind as to be my personal guide on this new path? I promise that the adventure will be unforgettable and full of fascinating details. Robin, seeing the twinkle in Nar's eyes, which was now not just one of curiosity, but of ambition and desire, smiled. Knowing that the trip with the noisy young Shinobi was going to be anything but boring, the new direction, the authority, and the first contact, the expedition in the ruins was a resounding success. In addition to the map that traced the routes of the mirror islands, Robin found valuable historical texts about the ninja world and its connections with the sea. Naruto and Robin returned to the Zundi with the clone lantern dissipating in a whisper of smoke. Narut walked with a smile of triumph, not only by the map, but by the intense intellectual and flirtatious complicity he had developed with Robin. The archaeologist, for her part, walked with a calm grace, but her gaze occasionally rested on Nar as if she were reading a particularly fascinating scroll. Yamato's reaction, the forced acceptance on the deck of the sundi, Yamato was waiting with his arms crossed and a vein throbbing in his forehead. Killer B along with Nami was watching the scene with interest. Nar, I demand an explanation. The mission was the country of lightning. Yamato snapped, his voice barely contained. Nar handed him the parchment map which Robin had carefully kept in a case. Relax, T. We found something better, Nar said. Look at the map. The Cumo route is dangerous and predictable. This new route through these disappearing islands is the safest route and away from Akatsuki's radar. Robin interjected in his soft voice. The map not only gives us a safe route, Yamatoen, it also predicts the movements of these islands, allowing us to travel undetected by the Navy or any other military force. It is the most effective way to disappear into the sea. Yamato took the scroll, his eyes examining the details and complications. coordinates that Nami was already checking. The leaf ninja's face turned livid. He had disobeyed direct orders, but Narut's logic was again impeccable. The protection of the Hinsriki was the primary objective, and this detour ensured safety for a while. Indeterminate. Damn it, Narut. Yamato growled with palpable frustration. You have turned a simple escort mission into a pirate exploration trip. But you're right. This route, this route gives us a distance that Kenoa could not have guaranteed us. I accept. This is now the new course of the mission. Naruto smiled, raising his arms in celebration. I knew it. My strategic brain is better than an oages. Yamato interrupted him, pointing to a pile of wood and tools. However, for your disobedience and for risking the mission with your perversion games, you will be punished. From now on and until we reach the next resupply point, you will be Frankie and Usopp's personal assistant. You will not use clones, only manual work, and you won't go near Robinson or Namison. Nar made a defeated face, but internally I knew I had won the big battle. A few days of manual work is worth it. Four months of security and the map to more beauties. The intense flirtation and the first kiss later at dusk while the soonly sailed smoothly and the moon reflected in the sea. Narut finished helping Fran. Kirusup feeling the order of manual labor saw Robin at the stern of the ship sitting alone watching the stars with a calm elegance. The atmosphere was intimate and perfect. The opportunity that Narut couldn't pass up. He approached her, his inner thoughts burning with the mature beauty and intelligence of the woman, her hair, her figure, the way she solved that ancient language. She is a sexy enigma. I need to know more. Nar sat down next to her, the closeness intentional, leaving only a few inches between them. Robinson. The sea at night is almost as beautiful as the mystery that surrounds an archaeologist, Narut whispered, his voice unusually low and would be. Robin did not flinch. Mysteries are most beautiful when they are not easily solved, Naruto Kun. Don't you think it's time for you to surrender to Yamato's command? Impossible. A ninja must be persistent. And I'll be honest with you, Robinson, Narut continued, leaning closer. You chose me. Did you know that I am a loud, a pervert, and a cheeky? But you chose me because you knew that my brain and my instincts would give you the truth that you were looking for. You are a woman who does not settle for the obvious, and I am the man who defies the obvious. Naruto took her hand, his touch electric and daring. I'm attracted to your mind. I'm attracted to your elegance. And yes, I'm attracted to your mystery. I want you to teach me everything you know about the world. And in return, I'll teach you all my secrets, ninja. From one adult to another, I will not stay away from you." Narut dared to bring his face closer to hers, his blue eyes fixed on Robin's, waiting for her answer. The sexual tension in the air was almost as thick as the island fog. Robin finally turned around towards him, her smile fading to give way to an expression of dangerous seriousness. "Naron," Robin said, his voice barely a whisper that sounded like the wind in the ruins. Be very careful what you ask for or what you desire from a mature woman. Because you may want something that you are not ready to receive. Nar blinked, intimidated by the seriousness of his warning, but unable to back down. I'm not afraid of challenges, Robinson. At that moment, Robin acted with unexpected speed and the force of experience. He released her hand, bowed sharply, and and captured her lips in a passionate and dominant kiss. The kiss was not soft or tender. It was a statement of authority and desire. Nar felt overwhelmed. The explosion of sensations was more intense than any jutzu he had ever experienced. The softness of Robin's lips, the boldness of the action, left him in shock. While kissing him, one of Robin's floral arms, created with his skill, slipped under Naruto's shirt and touched his abdomen. with a firm and surprising grip that took his breath away, a mixture of pleasure and a dangerous tingling running through his body. The contact was quick but intense. Robin broke the kiss and walked away with the same speed, leaving him gasping and dazed. She looked at him one last time with a triumphant and enigmatic smile, the same smile she had used when she deciphered an ancient scroll. It seems that you still lack some training to face. To a woman like me, Shinobi, she whispered before gracefully getting up. Robin walked away, leaving him alone in the stern under the moon. Narut froze for a minute, touching his lips, his heart beating like a war drum. His brain was in shock, but his body was electrified. The boldness and sensuality of the gesture, the way she had taken control and rendered him speechless was a completely new experience. "Damn it," Narut thought, feeling a mixture of excitement and humiliation at being overpowered. "That woman is more dangerous than the nine tails and sexier than base, and I like it." With the promise of an unforgettable adventure and the intensity of that kiss, the tusen soonly was diverted to a new destination. The legends of the sea and the mysteries that awaited the training of the fox and the treasure of the navigator. The sun rose over the archipelago mirror and the tusen sunli was now sailing following the predictions of the stolen scroll. The ninja crew had taken shifts on duty and canoa's ship was held to the sunli by strong machiden moorings created by Yamato who was overseeing the repairs with pentup frustration. Nar was in the stern finishing his punishment of manual labor. I hadn't forgotten the intensity of Robin's kiss. His lips were still burning, and the memory of the floral arm under his shirt assaulted him at inopportune moments. The inner monologue of the perverted strategist damn. That woman, Robinson, it is a final boss level. She doesn't flirt, she dominates you. He kissed me and left me shaking and that I can face a big. He put me in my place. He told me he wasn't ready, but an elite ninja doesn't run away from a weakness. He surpasses her. And if the final boss is too strong, you start with the intermediates, right? Nar turned his head to observe Nami, who was on the deck, checking the map, and scolding Luffy for trying to eat a piece of the railing. Namian, she's the key. She's beautiful. She's sexy. She has the best body I've ever seen, but she's more earthly. She is a navigator. She worries about money, about fruits. She does not have that aura of deadly mystery. If I can master the arts of persuasion and seduction with her, I will get the experience I need to live up to Robinson. It's the perfect training plan. Besides, a navigator is a valuable treasure. If I make her feel comfortable and safe, she will give me valuable information for my mission. It's winwin. Ninja strategy to the hilt. First, the treasure, then the library, the strategic approach. Determined, Nar turned to Nami. I had memorized a list of jutzu techniques that might seem attractive to a female navigator. He passed by Sanji who was smoking a cigarette and glaring at him. Stay away from Nami San you ninja trash. Only I can bring him the freshlysqueezed orange jug. Sanji snapped. Don't worry, Cooksan. Nar replied with an innocent smile. I'm just going to consult you about something crucial for the survival of both crews. Priorities, right? Nar approached Nami, who was pining for a mistake on the route. Nami san problem? Nar asked with a more respectful tone than last time. Nami raised her head, irritated. Yes, this map is great, but the magnetic flux of the islands is erratic. I need to predict storms more accurately, and my climate is not infallible. That's where the future Okage comes in, Narut exclaimed. I saw your gun and it's very impressive, but mine is even better. Nami looked at him skeptically. Your clone jutzu? No, my humidity sensory jutzu. In my training, I can focus my chakra to feel the slightest variation in the humidity of the air, Nar explained. Concentrating chakra on his fingers. I can predict cloud density and temperature changes before you see them. It's like having a chakra weather radar. Nami was speechless. Her eyes widened with the greed of a woman who had just seen a free sack of belly. Wait, can you feel the weather earlier with your body? Is it reliable? Nami asked, getting closer. Her interest in jutzu overcame her distrust of the pervert. Absolutely. Think about the advantage. You guide us, I give you the early warning. We would be the most efficient navigation team in the world. And if you guide me well, maybe I'll teach you the principles of my jutzu. Nar said, making sure his promise was tempting. The knowledge of a jutzu is worth more than all the gold in the world to her. Nami evaluated him. The offer was too good to refuse. Okay, Nar, we<unk>ll make a deal. I teach you navigation, and you serve me as your chakra radar. But once you spot something, I want you focused. No perverted comments about my attributes or those of other women. I promise that my concentration will be total. For the sake of navigation and the safety of the crew, Narut promised, smiling. Now to phase two, intimacy of the mission. Interactions on the deck. While Nar and Nami began their unusual navigation training, the rest of the crews were thrown into chaos. Controlled. Killer B was with Luffy in the crow's nest, creating an epic new rap about friendship and the sea. The octopus that wraps and the rubber that stretches. A new era is breathed. Luffy was laughing out loud. Yamato, for his part, was in a tense conversation with Zoro. My mission is to protect Narut and follow the ninja code. I don't trust the rubber captain, Yamato growled, leaning against the mast. Zoro, who was cleaning his swords, barely looked up. Your code is irrelevant here. Our captain is an idiot. Yes, but he is loyal and has no hidden plans. If you cared so much about your code, you would have pinned that blonde brat for disobeying. Yamato was speechless. Zoro had struck a cord. Nar's new intelligence had disarmed his own discipline. In the reading room, Robin was sitting quietly. She smiled to herself as she heard Narut and Nami<unk>s enthusiastic screams over the sea currents. So, you've decided to start with the navigator, Narut Khan. A smart strategy. Do you think Nami is easier to decipher than me? How naive and how adorably predictable? Let's see how fast. Learn the fox. The intimacy of cgraphy. During the rest of the day, Narut and Nami devoted themselves to mapping. Naruto's jutzu turned out to be an invaluable tool, allowing Nami to plot routes through the Ghost Islands with a precision never seen before. At one point, Nami was drawing a complex map of currents. Nar leaned over her to point out a point on the horizon where he felt a change of pressure. Her face was dangerously close to his. Naman, "Right here," Narut whispered, his breath brushing against her ear. "The pressure is dropping sharply. That means there is a warm current below or a hot air turbulence above. We could use it to speed up, but it's risky. The contact was too close to be purely professional. Nar felt the citrus scent of her hair and the warmth of her body. Nami tensed up, but her brain was too focused on the root to turn back. Damn, you're right. If we use that current, we will win a day trip. But if we make a mistake, we will crash. I need the certainty. Only you can decide, Nami, Narut said, his tone becoming slightly seductive. But you should know that I completely trust in your ability. You're the smartest navigator I've ever met. I just give you the data, you make the decision, and I find it a fascinating show. The agilation hit Nami's weak point, her pride as a cgrapher and navigator. Her heart raced. Narut's tone, which was 50% professional and 50% genuine flirting, was working. Good, Nami said, tapping the map with her compass. Adjust the sails. We're going the risky route. But if we go under, your jutzu and your head will pay. Nar smiled. The experience I was looking for with Nami was not domination, but mutual trust and admiration. He had realized that Nami was responding to respect for her skill, not physical daring. While Nami shouted the orders, Nar allowed himself one last look at his figure. Definitely, gravity does not exist for her. It's a wonder, but I can't be as obvious as with Robinson. Nami needs to be admired for her brain first. She is a treasure that must be earned with respect. Before trying to steal it, Robinson taught me not to go too fast. the unexpected gift. Nar's boldness manifested itself in an unexpected way. When Nami finished the maneuver, she was exhausted but triumphant. Nar approached her, but this time, instead of a flirtation, he just simply handed her something. It was a small drawing on parchment, a schematic and perfect map of Mirror Island, including the best drinking water routes, and the sunniest places to grow citrus fruits, its weakness. He was a product of the memory of his clones. A small gift, nothing. Nami san. Narut said, "The map of the island with resource notes. I did it with my clones. It's for you. A little treasure from me." Nami took the scroll. The accuracy of the map, the information about the resources was something that only a loyal and dedicated sailing partner. To the part of her that loved money and treasures softened. "This is very helpful," Nar. "Thank you," Nami said, softening her tone. It was the first time a man had made a gesture for her that was not motivated by a monetary or purely sexual interest. Nar leaned over using her moment of weakness. I just hope you can guide me towards more of those legends we found in Robinson's scroll. I am intrigued by this kingdom of snakes. Nami laughed. Looks like you're not going to stop looking for trouble, are you, Shinobi? Fine. If you serve me well as a radar, I'll take you there. But I'm the one who sets the rules of the trip. Naruto had established his new relationship with Nami, society, admiration, and useful flirtations. The training for the final boss Robin had started. The dance of the storm and the forbidden contact, navigation through the seas of the mirror archipelago was smooth for one day. Thanks to the combination of Robin's map and Naruto's chakra radar, the Tusensi was advancing at a speed that Yamato considered miraculous. However, the scroll of the ruins had warned about the erratic nature of these waters. In the middle of the night, a storm that Nami had not predicted, nor with Naruto's help, came crashing down on them. The sky suddenly darkened. The sea curled with gigantic waves, and lightning fell like spears on the ocean. "Damn it! It wasn't on the map!" Nami shouted, clinging to the tiller. Her face lit up by lightning. "The magnetic field of the islands has moved." Yamato, despite her punishment to Narut, was undercover, activating her Mokudo to reinforce the moorings that joined the ninja ship to the Sunji, preventing the two from colliding. "Strengthen the ropes!" Yamato shouted. "If we miss the boat, we lose the only way back." "Nar, concentrate. Tell me where the lightning will strike." Nar was next to Nami. The wind was whipping her hair and her clothes, but her concentration was absolute. The sensory mode of his chakra focused on the electric discharges that accumulated in the air. Namison. Big flash on the starboard side. It goes straight to the stern mast. Nar shouted. Nami reacted instantly. Frankie left quickly. Ysef to the cannon to lighten the load. Luffy on the other hand was ecstatic. Amazing. This is an adventure. Killer B was swaying with the waves. The noisy storm with a dangerous lightning. The octopus dances to the rhythm. Brother, how vicious. The strategic touch of the fox. The soonly bowed sharply under the onslaught of a monstrous wave. Nami was struggling with the rudder. Her feet slipping on the wet deck. The opportunity. In that moment of chaos, Narut didn't hesitate. Nami lost her balance. Instead of just shouting a warning, Nar rushed towards her. His perverted intelligence kicked in. The maneuver was so quick and natural that it seemed like an instinctive rescue. Careful, Namison, Narut shouted. He grabbed her by the waist with both hands, his body pressed against hers to steady her. The contact was total, the proximity to intimate. Nar felt the firmness of her waist and the warmth of her body through the wet fabric. The maneuver lasted only a second, but for Nar it was an eternity, a moment of tactical concentration and perverted delight. Nami stabilized immediately, but it took a heartbeat to separate. I was panting, but not just from the effort. Nar, thank you, Nami shouted, her voice tense. Then his navigational mind reminded him of the contact. His hands, she had felt them firm and bold on her waist. Nami pulled herself together, but the awareness of the closeness had ignited. Damn, he grabbed me with too much confidence. He touched me, and I didn't complain. Nami thought, feeling a slight blush on her cheeks that even the rain couldn't hide. He's so obvious and cheeky, but he has incredible strength, and that closeness, it's very attractive. The perverted idiot saved me and touched me. How frustrating. Nar walked away just as quickly, his face professional. the rudder. Don't let him go, Namisan. We're<unk> safe for now. The contact had fulfilled its objective. Nar had injected a dose of sexual tension and physical awareness into the dynamic. Just at the moment when Nami was at her most vulnerable, and she'd noticed, but hadn't rejected him. The fury of the cook and the effort of using the storm continued. Yamato was exhausting himself by using his mockutin to divert the detritus and reinforce the ship. Sanji in the kitchen was furious at Narut's daring. That [ __ ] blond-haired ninja. He has played my Nami Swan and my Robin Shuan. I'm going to kick his ass. Sanji shouted even though he was too busy securing the kitchen to leave. Ysef, meanwhile, overcame his cowardice. When Lightning threatened to set a candle on fire, he used one of his pop green balls to create a layer of protective moss, extinguishing the fire. It works. The ninja force inspired me to be a brave sea warrior. Sop cried out trembling but triumphant. Finally, thanks to the synchronization between Narut's radar and Nami's navigation, the Sunni managed to cross the eye of the storm. Emerging into a calm sea under a rapidly clearing sky. We made it. We have navigated the labyrinth of the mirror. Nami shouted, exhausted but triumphant. Robin smiled silently from the back, watching Nar. A rescue at the right time. A calculated contact. The fox is learning to play. The influence of my kiss has had an immediate effect. Interesting. The kiss under the moon. Hours later, the night had advanced. The sea was calm and most of the crew were sleeping soundly, exhausted by the exertion. Yamato slept with a wooden fist, ready to activate in case of emergency. Lucy was snoring loudly. Nar however could not sleep. He went out on deck. She saw Nami on the bow alone. She was looking at the stars and the silver trail left by the sunny on the water wrapped in a thin blanket. Her silhouette was spectacular in the moonlight. Nar quietly approached. The time had come to apply the final phase of his training with Nami. The sea is calm at night, isn't it, Namisan? Nar whispered, stopping beside her. Nami was slightly startled but did not flinch. "Yes, and the stars are very different from the ones on my map. It seems that we are very, very far away. We've come to a place where the rules are different," Nar said, his voice now completely serious and deep. "Thank you for not yelling at me or hitting me when I grabbed you during the storm. It was an instinct," Nami sighed. "It was a survival instinct. And thank you. You saved the rudder and the boat. He paused and his voice dropped. But I know it was more than just an instinct, Naruto. You're too smart for that. Nar smiled. Honesty was the only tactic that would work with her now. You're right. I was bold and I apologize for the impudence, but not for the gesture. My heart raced, Nami San, seeing you in danger. And when I touched you, I felt a surge of total admiration for your courage and your skill. Nar took a step closer, the proximity breaking the last barrier of protocol. You are the helm of this ship. You are the most valuable treasure here by your mind. And I'm attracted to that mix of bravery and beauty. And after the danger, I feel that life is too short not to take risks. Nar brought his face closer to hers, his blue eyes fixed on Nami. She didn't move. There was a surrender in his eyes, an attraction she couldn't deny. His direct and daring personality, right after being her savior, had broken her guard. "We shouldn't do this," Nar," Nami whispered. "We are already in uncharted waters." "What does one more rule matter?" Nar leaned in and this time captured her lips in a gentle but determined kiss. The kiss was sweet, full of the adrenaline of the storm they had just survived and the accumulated tension. Nami, unlike the doineering Robin, responded with a sweetness and a passion that disarmed Narut in a different way. She put her arms around his neck for an instant, deepening the kiss. It was the reward for his strategic training and the fulfillment of his first phase. After a moment, Nami pulled away, her cheeks flushed. You're a problem, Narut. Yuzumaki, Nami whispered, her eyes shining. And a great thief. I only steal the treasures that are worth it, Nar replied with a triumphant smile. She laughed softly, tapping him lightly on the chest. Now go away. I need to think about routes and how I'm going to justify this. Nar left, walking on the deck with a new lightness. He had passed the first stage of his training. Nami's sweetness was a contrast to Robin's dominating intensity. Two women, two kisses, two worlds. But now I feel more ready. Naruto thought. Nami taught me that patience and sincere flattery work. Now let's see how the forbidden librarian reacts to my new experience. The triangle of currents and the mysticism of the sea, the Tusen Sunni, sailed towards the coordinates that indicated the proximity of the kingdom of snakes. The new alliance between Narut's Chakra radar and Nami's navigation had proven invaluable, but the sea was about to become mystical. The ship entered an area known in the scrolls as the triangle of mystical currents. The sky turned an unreal emerald color. The water, instead of being blue, shown with a silvery hue in the sun. The compasses were spinning uncontrollably, and the ship was caught in a complex pattern of underwater currents that changed every few minutes. Nami was on the verge of hysteria in the navigation room. It's impossible. The currents turned to the north and south simultaneously. There is no magnetic foothold. We're going to end up in a whirlpool. Robin approached the map. His expression one of fascination. The scroll mentions it. This area is a confluence of taloric energy flows and natural chakra. It's like a massive seal that protects legends, a stamp, Yamato exclaimed. My machin can stabilize the ship, but if these energies are so great, we could be absorbed. Nar closed his eyes and concentrated. His sensory chakra ran into a wall of chaotic energy. The energy is huge. She's not evil. She's just too powerful. It's as if the whole earth chakra is blending in here. It is a jutzu of nature itself, Narut explained. Killer B was attentive. The sea sings for no reason. The beast of the earth gives a lesson. Yes, you have to be strong, brother. The plan of the archaeologist and the ninja Robin, the voice of calm, took the initiative. We need to work together. Nami, you need Frankie and Yuso's stability to balance the rudder and sail against the erratic wind. Yamato, your Mokuto must create a protective structure on the helmet to withstand the pressure of the water. He looked at Narut and you, Narut Kun, are the key. This energy is blind. You need to use your jutzu to create chakra anchor points in the water that the boat can follow. You need to draw a route with your energy so that Nami can navigate it. And me. Robin smiled. I will use my archaeologists eyes to decipher the changing pattern of the currents which now moves like a hieroglyph. Nar felt a rush of adrenaline. A mission that required pure strength. Yamato Killer B Luffy Engineering Frankie Yousef intellect. Robin and Tactics. Namarel. Roger that. Robinson. If we're going to brave the ocean, we're going to do it ninja style. Naruto shouted. Kajiban without no jutsu. There were 10 clones. Five dived into use wind jutzu at strategic points, creating many cyclones that helped to stabilize the ship. The other five concentrated on creating small points of chakra light in the water that indicated the safe route that Robin deciphered and Nami executed. The deck of the Sunli became a ballet of controlled chaos. Lucy used her rubber arms as extra ropes to secure the most masts while Yamato shouted orders, his hands transforming the railings into dense wood. The combination worked. Nar and Nami<unk>s team was the compass. Robin's team was the decryptor. The rest the force. After hours of strenuous effort, the Soonly came out of the triangle of currents. The sea returned to calm and the horizon showed a distant land shrouded in mist. An exotic island of tall palm trees and red rock cliffs. The lust of the night and the eyes that judged the night came and the crew of the Sanji and the ninjas fell into deep sleep. Exhausted by the battle against the mystical sea. Only the guards on duty and the shadows remained. Nar knew the timing was crucial. He had overcome the challenge with Nami and the kiss the night before had filled him with confidence. Now it was time to finish Nami's training phase before facing to the real challenge. Robin slipped out of his makeshift cabin and headed for the navigation room. He found Nami there. She was sitting alone at her desk, pretending to check a map. She was wearing a thin t-shirt and shorts, her spectacular figure illuminated by an oil lamp. Smooth. Nami looked up, not startled. I knew he was coming. I was hoping he'd come. You shouldn't be here, Shinobi. Nami whispered, her voice filled with a tension that wasn't of fear, but of anticipation. I couldn't sleep. My mind is still full of the adrenaline of the storm, Nar said slowly approaching her, his tone more daring than ever. But now that we're safe, I feel like the life we saved needs to be celebrated. Nar leaned over, resting his hands on the desk on either side of her, gently cornering her. I'm a ninja. I take what I want when I get the chance. And tonight, I want you. Nami closed her eyes for a moment. Narut's boldness, his direct tone, and his hungry gaze, unlike the initial shock that Robin gave him, ignited his own desire. How cheeky. And what does the future oage offer me in exchange for my treasure? Nami asked, her voice flirtatious. I offer you my total dedication, Nami San. and a night that will make you forget that you ever worried about a storm," Narut whispered. Nami laughed softly, raising her hand and stroking Narut's cheek. "I like ambition in a man, Shinobi, and the bravery." She pulled at him, drawing him in for a deep, steamy kiss that set aside the subtle romanticism of the night before. At that moment, lust took over both of them. Nar lifted Nami from the seat and carried her, his lips never parting. heading to a secluded darker corner of the navigation room where the maps couldn't see them. The forbidden moment, the passion was unleashed. The kisses became deeper and more desperate. The caresses grew bolder, the clothes falling into silent disorder. Nar, guided by a primal instinct and adrenaline, explored Nami's body with the same dedication with which he had used his sensory jutzu. Nami responded with a pentup desire. Her body a statement of the beauty Nar had admired. In the dark, Nar's jutzu was in full swing and not exactly for combat. Her chakra was buzzing, amplifying every sensation, every moan. She whispered in his ear that he was a wonderful thief and a wild animal that she liked. Nar, with his chakra vibrating like a living pulse, felt every touch like an explosion of energy. Her hands, strong and determined, ran along Nami's soft curves, exploring with a mixture of ninja tenderness and wild urgency. She was arching her back against the back of a nearby chair, her fingers digging into his shoulders, leaving marks that only the dawn would reveal. You are a whirlwind, Shin Jonami between fierce kisses, her voice and a horse whisper that mixed with the distant creaking of the ship. You're making me spin like those mystical currents. Don't stop or I'll charge you interest for this. Nar let out a low guttural laugh, his warm breath against her neck as he pressed her closer. Ha, I'm the best treasure thief you've ever met, Namison. And this this is the hall I've been waiting for. Her chakra spread out subtly like invisible threads that intensified each contact, making the sensations amplify to the point of making her tremble. He moved with instinctive rhythm, guided by the flow of his own energy, while his lips traced fiery paths across her exposed skin. Nami, unwilling to be just a spectator, countered with her own mischief. Her hands went down Narut's torso, feeling the muscles tense under his unbuttoned shirt, and she pulled him even deeper into her embrace. "Mom, you know what? For a ninja who talks so much about chakra, you're using all your power right where it counts. You're driving me crazy, animal." She nibbled his ear gently, a playful gesture that made him growl with pleasure. And then she kissed him with a passion that rivaled the storms they had faced. The movement became a synchronized dance, their bodies merging into a rhythm that echoed the dance of the sun and the waves. Nar used his sensory jutzu to anticipate each day. desire from her, responding with precise touches that made her arch and let out choked moans. "Take it easy. You're like a map. I don't want to stop exploring," he murmured, his voice choked with effort and ecstasy. The chakra seethed between them, creating a warm aura that made every caress feel like an electric shock, amplifying the pleasure to limits that none had imagined. Nami, her eyes narrowed in the dark, looked at him with a mischievous smile. Oh, future Oakage, if you keep this up, I'm going to have to draw a new map, one just for us. Her legs tangled around him, guiding him with a mastery that reflected her mastery over the seas. The sounds of their union were a soft chorus, short breaths, mischievous whispers, and the occasional rubbing of fabric against wood. She encouraged him with flirtatious words, calling him my favorite thief and the king of currents. While their bodies moved in perfect harmony, each lunge one more step towards the shared climax. Time was diluting into the night and Nar's chakra acted as a catalyst, prolonging the waves of pleasure that enveloped them. Finally, in a crescendo of sensations, they reached the peak together. A burst of energy that left Nami gasping against her chest, her body shaking with aftershocks of delight. That that was better than any buried treasure. she whispered, laughing weakly as she hugged him. Narut, exhausted but satisfied, kissed her on the forehead. And this is just the beginning, Namison. Tomorrow, the kingdom of snakes, but tonight you are my victory. They stood there entwined in the stillness, the sea whispering approvals from outside while sleep claimed them in a post-ba embrace. Nar felt that he had passed the first stage of his training. The confidence she gained with Namira, the key she needed, the unexpected spectators. But the act of passion was not totally private. One the eye of the library, Robin. From the ceiling of the hallway, she hides in the shadows and using her skill. Robin had created an invisible eye flower, a small eye that had sprouted on a beam and was watching the scene in the darkness of the navigation room. Robin watched the frenzy with a disturbing calm, her archaeologist mind analyzing every movement, every reaction of Nar and Nami. There was a dark, sensual smile on his face. How interesting. The fox is becoming more confident. His technique is bold, but his inexperience is still evident. Nami is guiding him. This is crucial. Now that you have tasted the sweetness, how will you act when you go back to looking for the mystery? Robin's gaze was one of intellectual morbidity and a growing possessiveness. She was allowing and observing his training. Two, the look of the guardian, Yamato. On the deck, at the foot of the mast, Yamato was awake, on guard. He had felt the subtle shift in Nar's chakra. It was not a combat jutzu, but an uncontrolled burst of energy that he could detect. Yamato looked towards the navigation room. I couldn't see anything, but I could feel the intensity. You [ __ ] brat. The chut spa. Yamato's fury was mixed with a more complex feeling. He was a ninja of discipline, forced to control his emotions and desires. Seeing Nar, the boy he was supposed to protect, use his energy in such a way without fear of punishment or rules, generated a twinge of envy and frustration. He has the chutpa and the freedom that has been taken away from me. Yamato forced himself to look towards the sea, ignoring the raging chakra. My mission is to protect him, even from his own conquest. Part three. At the dawn of the challenge, when the sun began to rise, Narut parted from Nami, feeling exaltant and totally renewed. He had gained the confidence he needed. "I am your best friend, your best ninja, and your best thief, Nami san," Narut whispered. Nami smiled, her face now filled with a cheeky happiness. and I'm your best navigator, Shinobi. Now get out before Sanji finds you and uses you as a filling for a sandwich. Nar walked out of the navigation room, his mind full of the night of passion. He walked along the deck and met Robin, who was on the opposite side, having a coffee. Robin looked at him with a smile that was not his usual one. It was a knowing smile coming to her eyes. Good morning, Naruto. You slept well as far as I can see. Your chakra feels amplified and very, very satisfied. Robin said, her voice sweet and full of innuendo. Naruto tensed up. Robin's shock was a thousand times more powerful than Yamato's fury. She knows that. Damn it. How? I had a good night's rest, Robin San. Nar stammered, something he hadn't done for a long time. Robin laughed softly, leaning over and bringing his mouth close to Narut's ear with a tone that was both a threat and a promise. I see you've been training with the navigator. Well done. It was necessary for you to lose the fear of inexperience, but the real training hasn't started yet, Shinobi. The next challenge is much more complex than deciphering a map. She walked away, leaving him with shortness of breath. Now, Robin continued, pointing to the horizon where the island was outlined in the haze. We are about to reach the kingdom of snakes. It is an island forbidden to men. You need to apply your new level of boldness, lying, and satisfaction if we want to get out alive or if you want to meet the empress. She's much more dangerous than me. Nar, are you ready for the final boss? Nar looked at the island and then at Robin. Her kiss and her night with mommy had been just the preparation. The real game was about to start. The pirate empress and the ninetailed fox part first. The kingdom of the snakes and the fury of the warriors, the island that rose on the horizon, was unlike any other they had ever seen. It was a natural fortress of red cliffs with a dense jungle covering the top and waterfalls falling into a natural mode. The map of the ruins confirmed it. It was Amazon lily, the kingdom of snakes, ruled by Empress Bohancock. Nami was tense. The stories say that this island is only for women. They punish the entry of any man with death or slavery. Even the navy is afraid of him. Robin smiled mysteriously. It is a very powerful legend, which means that the knowledge we are looking for is here. Yamato was ready for battle. If it is a civilization of female warriors, we will confront them with force. It is our best path. Killer B. Killer B nodded. The Thunder Ninja is not afraid of steel. The beauty on the island does not scare me. Yes, I will fight my real brother. Luffy was excited. Great. An island full of strong people. And if they have food, all the better. Naruto was focused, but for very different reasons. After his training with Nami, he felt ready for the challenge. But the fact that the island was full of women made him feel a mixture of terror and ambition. "We can't just walk in." T Narut warned. "If they are as beautiful as the legends say, my jutzu will not work against them. We need a strategy that impresses them, not irritates them." The landing and the first crash, the decision was quick. They would disembark on the most obvious beach, ready for combat, but with the order not to harm any women. The Tusen sun docked him on a white sandy beach. As soon as they touched land, they were surrounded. A troop of tall, muscular female warriors, armed with boughs and arrows, jumped out of the trees. They were dressed in light and revealing clothes, and their beauty was, in fact, shocking. At the head was a woman with black hair and fierce gaze. The leader of the Escua ran. Stop. Disgusting men and women who join them. Amazon Lily's island has been desecrated. They will be enslaved and then executed. Ran shouted. Luffy just smiled. Gummy gummy. No. Killer be prepared to unleash his lariat. Yamato activated his Mokudo. Narut was overwhelmed. I have never seen so much beauty and feminine power in one place. Damn it. Forget about Karina and Sensei. This is an army of tsunades in bikinis. Wait a minute, Nar shouted, stepping to the front, his hands raised in a sign of peace. We are lost travelers. We don't want to fight. Ran looked at him disdainfully. Shut up, blonde dwarf. The beauty of the cuya does not bow down to weak men. That's where he's wrong. Nar replied, "His cunning coming back to the rescue. My weakness before her beauty is precisely my greatest proof of respect. And if we are weak, why are the strongest men on this ship preparing for war? The sea king<unk>'s defiance before Ran could give the order to attack, the earth shook. From the ocean, a colossal shadow emerged. A gigantic sea king, a sea creature with blue scales and sharp teeth, attracted by the noise of the previous storm and the chakra released. Luffy, seeing the creature, put aside the fight with the warriors. food. Killer be felt challenged. Zoro unshathed his three swords. The creature lunged towards the Tusen Sanji. The Kuya warriors screamed and ran prepared to defend her people. The pirate crew and the ninjas came together in a torrent of power. Zoro jumped up, his sentry cutting off one of the creatures fins. Yamato shouted, using his muto to create a dense wooden wall that stopped the sea king<unk>'s onslaught against the ship. Killer be soared into the air, releasing a burst of swords and lightning chakra that injured the monster. Luffy stretched out with a roar. Gouarling. Thousands of rubber fists struck the monster's face. Nar saw his opportunity to impress not only with strength, but with tactics and massive jutzu. I'll finish this and I will use the strength that women warriors respect, Nar shouted. He soared into the air, concentrating a massive amount of chakra in his hand. The energy sphere spun and grew, emitting a shrill sound that echoed on the island. Then raisin. Nar threw the spinning chakra blade at the sea king<unk>'s head. The impact was devastating. The sea creature was sliced into millions of micro slices of wind chakra and its roar of pain was extinguished in an instant. The sea calmed down, filled only with the inert remains of the monster. The Kuya warriors stood in absolute silence, their boughs half-tensed. They had never seen such a destructive and rapid power. The entrance of the empress. The silence was broken by the sound of graceful, slow footsteps. From the entrance of the forest, enveloped in an aura of majesty and impossible beauty. The pirate empress Boa Ankit appeared. Her figure was dazzling, her beauty legendary. He walked with an air of superiority, his snake solemnly at his feet. His gaze, arrogant and contemptuous, rested first on Luffy, whom he ignored, then on Zoro and finally on Nar. Nar, seeing her, felt his heart stop. If Nami and Robin were a nine and a 10, Encock was an unattainable 10. Her beauty was so intense that it seemed to defy reality, and her figure was the pinnacle of everything I had ever wanted. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. It's as if Canoa's secret beauty jutzu has been applied to a god. Damn, I feel like if I look at her too much, she's going to turn me to stone. Ank approached Narut, ignoring everyone else. What are you, a demon? A god of war? Ank asked, his voice melodious but unmissable. Curious, Nar, overwhelmed by beauty and adrenaline, resorted to his new cunning. He had to impress her, not with strength, but with chutpa. I am Narut Yuzumaki, the future Okage. And I am a man who respects superior beauty. If he were a demon, he would have attacked his female warriors. But I saw that the real threat was coming from the sea. Only fools fight with beauty, Narut said, making an exaggerated bow, but keeping his gaze fixed on her with a daring intensity. Ankco was used to men freezing or ignoring her because of her curse or her arrogance. Naruto, on the other hand, looked at her with unabashed and fearless admiration and then demonstrated a devastating power to protect them. His heart, which normally ignored everyone, felt a twinge of interest. You You're different. You're ugly, but you have an interesting power. You have saved me from the annoyance of that animal. Why are you here, ugly man? Ankit asked, using the insult as a test of his ego. We are looking for a root home, Empress. And we seek knowledge. My companion, the lady who reads the ruins, Robin, knows that her island keeps secrets. We only ask for temporary hospitality. And if I may say so, Empress. Nar dared to take a step closer. You are much more beautiful in person than the legends said. And I am not afraid of death. But I am afraid of the idea of leaving this island without having spent more time time admiring his perfection. Narut's brazeness right after annihilating a sea king was something Ankcock had never encountered. She remained silent, her face enigmatic. Robin watching from the boat smiled. The inexperience is gone. Zoro is becoming a worldclass player. He attacks with pure audacity. Ancock finally spoke. his tone softening slightly. No one on my island has spoken with such shamelessness and without fear. You're<unk> an irritant and for a reason I can't explain. I haven't turned you to stone. That's<unk> because superior beauty doesn't punish her biggest fans, Empress, Narut concluded with his most charming smile. Well, said Ankit, his decision made. At the moment, they will not be executed, but the men will remain in a special hut, isolated, and will be guarded. Women will be my guests. I want to talk to the woman who ruined him. And looked at Narut with a mixture of contempt and fascination. And you, future Okage, you will be my toy. You will entertain me with your stories while I decide whether to turn you into stone or let you live. The pirate and ninja alliance had entered the snake kingdom. Men were being held captive, women were being invited, and Narut had gotten a one-on-one audience. With the most beautiful and dangerous woman in the world, the toy of the Rem and the strategy of the archaeologist, the men of the Tusen Sunni and the ninjas of Canoa were confined in a rustic and guarded cottage on the outskirts of the village Kuya. Luffy was delighted with the idea of having free food. If they managed to sneak in, Sanji was on the verge of madness for being so close to his goddesses and so far away from them. And Yamato prayed for an excuse to wear his Mokuto without offending a head of state. Nar was sitting on the floor with a triumphant smile on his face. "I made it, T. We have an audience with the most beautiful woman in the world, and Robin San and Nami San are safe and invited. Strategic victory, Nar exclaimed, ignoring Sanji's desperate moans. You managed to be a toy for a woman who could turn you to stone, Narut. Yamato growled. It's a stupid victory. And now we'll have Bohen caught as a new Akatsuki target because of you. Killer B was laughing out loud. The fox wants to play. The snake is going to show him. Yes. To be a toy is to win. the reason for beauty, impudence and disinterest. Meanwhile, in the Kuya palace, Bohenk was sitting on her throne, disdainfully watching Nami and Robin. Her sisters, Maragold and Sandersonia, tended to her. "That blonde man," Ankcock said with an annoyed tone. "He looked at me without flinching and was rude with his flattery. She called me ugly with her ugly tone, although she used nice words. Ankco was used to men freezing with terror or worshiping her as an unattainable goddess. Nar, on the other hand, had treated her like a beautiful woman whom he intended to conquer. She mistook that impudence for a genuine disinterest in her goddess status, assuming that her petrification charms did not affect him. This was such a huge offense that ironically it intrigued her. Why doesn't a man who has just annihilated a giant creature fear me or faint? Sister, will you turn him to stone? Sandersonia asked. Ancock sighed, bringing a hand to his cheek. No, his chuta is a breath of fresh air. He has called me a toy and has not feared my punishment. It is my punishment that you entertain me with your stories. Bring me the best tea. I want to see what this future oage is made of. Robin's manifesto. an intellectual challenge. The next day, Encock took Robin to the center of the palace to decipher an ancient pone glip that the Kuya had guarded for centuries. Robin examined the characters with his usual serenity, but his mind was elsewhere on the game with Narut. She knew the Empress wouldn't kill her as long as the pone glip wasn't deciphered. After an hour, Robin seethed with an expression of forced perplexity. Empress, Robin said in a calm voice. This engraving is unusually complex. It is encoded with an inversion system and references to the natural chakra. My intellect can only decipher one part. Explain yourself. Ankit demanded. I need a mind that understands the flow of the non-physical chakra and the strategic mind of deception. I need the chakra vision of Naruto Khan, the shinobi, Robin stated, manipulating the truth to secure his goal. Their presence is vital to decipher this enigma. Without him, it will take months. Ancock frowned, hating her and idea of having the ugly man near her treasure, the pone glip. But the desire to gain the knowledge was stronger than his contempt. Let them bring the blonde man, but let him be chained up. Don't let him touch anything. He ordered in Koka reluctantly. The reunion and the shameless caution, Nar was escorted to the main hall. under the watchful eye of the Kuya warriors. Despite being chained with thick ropes, he walked with the same triumphant smile. Seeing Robin, Narut's smile widened. Their eyes met, and a flush of mutual knowledge passed between them. "I know what you did, and I love it, Robinson. I knew my strategic genius would be needed," Narut exclaimed. "Your ability to read the earth chakra is invaluable," Narut Khan. Robin replied, his tone totally professional. Though his eyes were shining with a hidden mischievousness. Ancock sat on his throne. Unleash the toy. But if he tries to touch a warrior, he will die. Nar was released. He stood next to Robin and she showed him the engravings. While Nar pretended to focus his chakra on the pone lip, he whispered, "You are amazing. You used me as a pawn to get closer to you. What does the engraving really say?" He says, "A man who has known sweetness is now ready for the challenge." Robin whispered back, his breath brushing her ear. "And that tonight the game really starts." "Not with Nami, but here." Robin turned away, looking at the scroll. Narut Kun, I need you to use your vision to follow the chakra line that goes from this inscription to that one. Nar, however, leaned a little closer to her, his tone bolder than ever. Her confidence had been renewed by her night with Nami and Ankit's boldness. I'll take any line you point out, Robinson. But you should know that after my training, I'm not the same. I'm more complete. And now that I have the experience, I know exactly what I want from a mature and intelligent woman. Robin raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed for the audacity. And what is that, Shinobi? I want the challenge. I want the story. I want the mystery and tonight I want the truth you've been hiding. Nar whispered, challenging her. Ankit, despite his fain disinterest, was watching their interaction. The flirtation was obvious. Enough talk. Decipher the engraving. And you, blonde, stop whispering ugly things to my guest. Ankit shouted. Robin smiled to himself, giving Nar one last look of dangerous complicity. He had achieved his goal. Narut was back in his orbit, confidence amplified, and she was ready to take back control of the situation tonight. Domination and Revelation. Knight had fallen on Amazon Lily. After the decryption session, Ancock had ordered Robin to return to his room and Nar to return to the men's hut. However, no one on the island knew what kind of shinobi he was dealing with. Under the darkness, a figure slipped from the roof of the palace towards the room assigned to the archaeologist. Narut, using an imperfect angut to hide his chakra from the female warriors, landed gently on the balcony from Robin. Robin was expecting it. She was sitting quietly on the bed, wrapped in a thin robe, an enigmatic smile on her face. He had lit a single oil lamp, creating an intimate and dangerous atmosphere. I knew you'd be coming, Shinobi. Robin whispered. Your chakra after the afternoon felt too ambitious to go to sleep. Nar approached her, his confidence amplified by the challenge and the experience with Nami. I'm here for the challenge you promised me. And for the truths you hide, Nar said, his voice filled with a desire he couldn't contain. Robin got up and walked slowly towards him, his gaze penetrating and doineering. You've done your training with the navigator. You have gained experience in the game, Robin said. But I'm not Nami. I am the story and the danger. And here, Shinobi, I'm the only one in control. Before Narut could retort with his usual chuta, Robin acted with a speed that exceeded Narut's reaction time, she used her Ana Ananomi ability. Six flur chain. Six arms sprouted from Robin's body and from the bed and in one swift strong movement they held Narut firmly by by the wrists and ankles pinning him down on the bed. Nar was shocked feeling the firm strength of his arms. I was completely at her mercy. What are you doing Robinson? Nar exclaimed his excitement colliding with surprise. I'm teaching you the first truth, Narut. That in the game of intimacy and power, intellectual strength and experience dominate brute force. Here I am the commander, Robin declared, climbing on him with a fierce, eager look. Nar, still immobilized by the ethereal arms of the Ana Ananomi, felt his chakra of swirling like an internal hurricane. Responding to Robin's every calculated touch, she with a feline grace and a gaze that burned like embers, positioned herself with authority, her body pressing against his in a promise of overwhelming intensity. "Get ready," Shinobi, Robin muttered, his voice a purr. Loaded with command. "I'm going to push you to limits that even your ninja training has not dreamed of." "By yourself. Keep up with me if you can." His hands, both real and summoned, multiplied in a symphony of touches that explored every contour. Every pulse of energy in Narut's body. He gasped for breath as he tried to free himself, but every effort only fanned the fire that Robin masterfully controlled. With a fluid and dominant movement, Robin took the reigns completely, guiding the flow of their union in a relentless rhythm that enveloped him like an inevitable storm. She moved with an archaeological precision, deciphering Narut's every reaction as if it were an ancient scroll, intensifying each wave of sensations until his chakra resonated in echo with hers. Feel this, Narut Kun. My control is absolute, and your delivery delicious, she whispered, her hips dictating a sway that dragged him deeper into the whirlwind of pleasure. Nar, his eyes narrowed in a mixture of defiance and surrender, grunted. Robinson, you're a demon in disguise. I will not give up. Give yourself up. But his words were lost in choked groans as she accelerated, riding the crest of her energy with a determination that took his breath away. The ethereal arms adjusted, holding him steady as Robin orchestrated every lunge, every calculated pause that prolonged the sweet agony of ecstasy. His chakra seethed, amplifying the caresses until each contact felt like a lightning bolt, leaving Naruto trembling under its sway. The pace turned into a marathon of passion. Robin riding the waves of his connection with unwavering hind endurance, pushing him over the edge again and again without mercy. "More Shinobi! Show me your true power!" she teased him, her lips brushing his neck in fierce kisses that marked him as hers. Nar was responding with all his being. His body arching in response, but Robin's control was inexurable. She guided him, exhausted him, drawing every drop of his ninja vitality until his muscles. They were being yelled at for rest. Hours seemed to condense into minutes of feverish intensity with Robin maintaining command. His movements, a power dance that left him exhausted, his chakra drained as if after an epic battle. Finally, in a crescendo that shook the very air, they reached the pit. together. A burst of shared energy that left Nar gasping, his body lax and satisfied under hers. "That that was, that was brutal," Robinson, he muttered, his voice and choppy as she pulled away with a victorious smile, her arms fading into nothingness. "Robin, with tussled hair and a look of triumphant complicity," stroked her cheek. "You've learned well, Naruto Khan. Exhaustion is the price of true revelation. But I admit, you've impressed me. They huddled in the posttorm stillness, the silence of the night enveloping, like a shared secret. At that instant, the flirtation dissolved into an act of wild and uncontrolled lust. Robin took the lead with an intensity and skill that took Narut's breath away. She was an experienced and strong woman, and her physical dominance accentuated by her skill. It was absolute. She dictated the rhythm, the movement, and the passion. and Naruto, overwhelmed by the new feeling of being dominated, surrendered to her control. The room was filled with the sounds of passion. It was an intense, fast, and strong act, an adrenaline rush that united desire with dangerous adrenaline. Robin's secret, and the guardians detour after the storm of passion, the grip of the floral arms loosened. Robin lay down next to Narut, his breathing labored, but his mind completely loosed. Now, Shinobi, you are completely bound to me," Robin said, his tone reverting to a whisper. "Of the conspiracy." "So what? What do you know? What was so important?" Nar asked, still trying to catch his breath. Robin bowed. The truth. The reason for my urgency. The Ponglib does not speak of a simple prophecy. He talks about an ancient weapon that is asleep in the upper area. Submarine. We are heading to Shiraushi's home. Ancock knows it too. and his interest in you isn't just sexual, it's strategic. She sees your power as a tool to get that weapon. Your display of power and your brazeness have given me the pretext to forge a deep alliance with you. I give you the knowledge to survive. You give me the power to protect it. We are high-risk accompllices, Naruto Khan. At that moment, the relationship between them was sealed. Not just lovers, but allies in a deadly secret. With Robin at the helm of the strategy, the obsession of the empress. While the passion was being consummated, another figure was moving stealthily. Bohan caught, unable to ignore the burst of chakra emanating from Robin's room, had used his own espionage. Cracks in the wall and ventilation holes became his personal peeppholes. Seeing the scene, the empress went into a shock of emotions. Her initial fury at the disobedience and lust of ugly men prompted her to reach out ready to use her mere mere nomi and turn them to stone. But he stopped. The vision of Narut's strength, his uncontrolled passion under the dominion, of Robin, and the evidence of his endowment far surpassing any man she had ever seen, invaded her mind with a wave of uncontrollable desire. That man, that ugly, ugly man, has a vigor and a boldness that defy a god, Ancock thought. His lust overpowering his pride. If that's his power, I can't afford to turn him to stone. He is too precious. It must be mine. Ankco withdrew with his uncontrolled desire. Instead of punishment, he devised a possession plan. Yamato's loss of course. The next morning, Yamato approached the dock of the Sunni. His face tense. I had spent the night awake feeling Narut's chakra shoot up. Anka called him to his palace. "Ninja of the wood," Ank said with an imperial tone. "I've made a decision. His presence on the island is a risk for my people, but his power can be useful. An enemy is approaching the seas of Fishman Island, Shiroshi's home, and that enemy is looking for an ancient weapon. I will give you the most accurate map for the forbidden underwater area where the mermaid princess dwells. Stay there. It is the most inaccessible place in the world. If they bring me any information about who's looking for the gun, I'll let them live. Ankog handed him an old and detailed map of the underwater currents. Yamato picked up the map, feeling a twinge of panic. He was being manipulated by a pirate. I had completely lost control of the mission. The ninja war didn't exist anymore. Now it was a game of pirates, mermaid princesses, and ancient weapons. We have gone from an escort mission to the protection of a legendary weapon under the sea in a forbidden zone. I have failed. Why are you giving us this map, Empress? Yamato asked, his voice heavy with frustration. Because your Hinski entertained me, Ank replied with an arrogant smile without giving any further explanations. Now go away and that you get lost in the sea. Yamato returned to the Sunni, his soul downcast. He knew that Naruto had secured the escape route, but at the cost of his discipline and the direction of his mission. His punishment was deeper than manual labor. It was the total loss of control, the underwater journey, and the threat of justice. After abandoning Maison Lily, under the jealous and possessive gaze of Bombck, the Tusenly prepared for the most dangerous journey, the dive to the forbidden area of the Fishman Island. Frankie and Ysef had secured the ship's liner, creating a perfect air bubble. Yamato was looking at the map delivered by Anco with deep frustration. He had lost control, but the need to keep Nar alive forced him to follow the new route. Inside the bubble, the atmosphere was tense. Robin was sitting next to Nar, checking a map that she had copied from the pone clip. She was whispering instructions. The intimacy of their night had transformed their relationship into a professional complicity fraught with sexual tension. The Ankog map gives us the route, but it takes us through an area that the Navy patrols intensively. They are looking for the Empress. If they find us, the Ninja/Pirate Alliance is a death sentence, Robin whispered. It doesn't matter, Nar replied, his voice filled with the confidence he gave her the night before. If they find us, we<unk>ll make them disappear. My jutzu works just as well in the water as it does on land. And clones make excellent human torpedoes. Your confidence is your greatest attraction and your greatest weakness. Shinobi Robin said with an enigmatic smile. But I trust in your power. We<unk>ll need something spectacular to not only defeat them, but to send a message to Ankit that you are a formidable ally. The Navy's interception. The Sunni had advanced just a few hours along the seabed when the alarms went off. Warship on the starboard side. Yusf shouted from the surveillance room. It is an armored ship of the Navy with a high rank insignia. And they're coming for us. The ship much larger than the Sunni was rapidly approaching. Her guns ready to fire torpedoes. "We can't run away at this depth. The pressure will crush us if we try to change course." Nami exclaimed, holding on to the controls. Luffy threw himself against the window, excited. Goumu, Gou, no, I can't fight here. Sanji and Zoro got ready. We need to get them out of the bubble or we will go under. Sanji shouted. Yamato turned to Nar. Ninja, your power is our only hope. It creates a distraction. We need to dismantle that ship. It's not a distraction, T. It's total victory, Nar declared. The underwater attack of the fox. Narut stepped up to the plate, his strategist mind working flat out. Listen up, Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Killer B. You are the frontal attack. We need to break the hull before they fire their torpedoes. Robin, Nami, Frankie, Ysef, keep the sun and stable. Yamato, we need you to use your Makutin to create a bubble corridor towards the enemy ship. I need to reach the goal. Yamato though reluctantly obeyed. The Machudin created a wooden structure that extended from the sun and up to the navy ship, protecting a path from the pressure. One the initial gap the forts. Luffy with his rubber-like strength propelled himself down the corridor. Zoro and Sanji followed him, cutting and kicking the wood securing the vessel. Killer B with his Raiden lightning element drilled strategic holes in the hull creating internal chaos. The attack was devastating, forcing the marines to concentrate their defense. Two infiltration and deception, Nar and clones. While the navy was distracted, Narut used his cajiban without no jutsu inside the bubble. Clones dispersion in Genajjutsu. Five clones were transformed into navy torpedoes with the same shape and color and launched towards the enemy ship, generating confusion. Three more were transformed into figures of frightened sailors who infiltrated the ship. The deception was working. Three, the final blow raisins. Nar's goal wasn't just to stop them. It was total destruction. Nar rose to the top of the Sunni bubble, concentrating all his chakra. The wind energy mixed with his chakra, forming a gigantic raisin sur. The chakrasphere was visible through the darkness of the sea, spinning with apocalyptic potency. Prepare for impact. Element of wind. Shoddama raisin. Narut launched the technique and the gigantic rotating raisins headed for the center of the Navy warship. The impact was more than destructive. The thin energy pulverized the vessel, cutting it into millions of pieces of metal. The pressure of the blow shattered the hall and the internal bubbles, causing the vessel to collapse and sink in an instant. Full credit and a claim, the battle was over in less than 5 minutes. The only sign of the warship was a slowly sinking shower of debris. Luffy, Zoro, and the others returned to the Zundi, panting, but victorious. "Amazing! That was the biggest attack I've ever seen in my life!" Luffy shouted, his eyes shining. Sanji nodded. [ __ ] ninja. He stole the glory from us, but it was spectacular. Nami and Ysef were elated. Nar, you saved us. That jutzu was crazy. Nar returned to the cabin exaltant, but turned his triumphant gaze directly to Robin. There you go, Robin. San brute force needs strategy, and strategy needs the final blow. We have eliminated the threat and have left no survivors to report to the Navy. Now everyone on this ship knows that Mijiu is the most powerful in the alliance. Robin walked up to him, a genuine smile of fascination on his face. Not only is he the most powerful, Naruto Khan, it is the most conclusive. You have cemented our alliance with blood and destruction. You are invaluable. The victory, although achieved by teamwork, was indisputably his. Full credit went to the shinobi who had just pulverized a warship. Yamato, however, felt a chill. Naruto's power was terrifying, and his brazeness in using it for personal glory was a reflection that his girish discipline had been completely lost in this new world. Part two, the new challenge. The mermaid princess with the threat of the navy removed the sun and resumed his journey. Robin revealed the last part of the secret of the Ponglip, the fishman island. The area is protected by a constant stream of large sea creatures. But the real obstacle is the power of the sea king that resides in the mermaid princess Shirroshi. Robin explained the pone glib says that she is the target of the enemy who is looking for the weapon. If we find her, we will find the danger. Nar straightened up his interest returning to full expression. A princess under the sea. And it is the goal of great power. A challenge worthy of my new level of confidence. Her beauty is legendary. Naruto Khan. Robin whispered with an implicit smile. Beyond everything you've ever seen, and she is guarded by her family and by the ocean itself. A new final boss for your training. Nar looked at Robin, then at Nami, who was busy with repairs. He felt confident and victorious. No matter the beauty or the danger, Robinson, Narut declared, I just pulverized a warship, I'm ready for anything the sea and princesses throw at me. The heroic instinct and the underwater threat, the Tusen Sunni, continued his descent. Thanks to Robin's intelligence and Narut's elimination of the navy threat, pressure was the only remaining enemy. Finally, they arrived at an immense underwater cavern that led to the legendary Fishman Island. Robin was in the control room using his enhanced eyesight by the proximity of Nar to check the maps. Puff. Robin, the fascinated strategist, watched Nar in the immersion bubble, getting ready. Your chakra is a wild and confident river. After our night, he's gone from being a loudmouth to a precision weapon, and that new boldness belongs to me. He thinks I'm just fascinated by his power. But my fascination is its potential. With him, I can gain the knowledge that has eluded me. His innocence, combined with his passion, is the key to manipulating the empress and protecting the mermaid princess. He is my most valuable piece. The man who obeys me in bed and admires me in battle. Let him continue with his hero game while I pull the strings. The ship came out of the tunnel and the view of the Ryugu palace, a crystal and coral structure, took everyone's breath away. But the beauty was interrupted by chaos. A gigantic sea monster with tentacles and ferocious jaws had broken the glass of one of the towers. The monster was attacking a colossal figure inside, a mermaid. Shiraoshi, the mermaid princess, was immense. Her beauty was of a grace that surpassed imagination. Her pink hair floated around her and his eyes were like the crystal clear sea. Despite his size, his expression was one of pure terror. Damn it. They're attacking the princess. Luffy shouted. That creature is what the scrolls mentioned. The guardian of the area. Nami shouted trying to speed up the Sanji. Yamato tensed up. Nar, don't take any chances. The mission is caution. But Narut had already made his decision. The heroic instinct which Robin knew he could not control had shot up. Impossible. No one attacks a woman, least of all a princess. Nar shouted. Robin san the weak point. The area around the throat. Shinobi. It is the only soft skin. Robin shouted. Part two. The rescue of the hero and the declaration of ownership. Naruto did not hesitate. He created to boxen and charged at the monster, breaking the bubble of the ship with an explosion of chakra that allowed him to get out. The Sunni quickly repaired the breach. The clones launched like torpedoes covering Naruto. The original charged straight at the creature's throat, concentrating its chakra. Element of wind, great reenin. The shock of the technique was amplified by the water pressure, creating a sonic and chakra explosion that shattered the creature's throat. The monster disintegrated, its remains slowly floating to the seabed. Narut turned around exhausted, and for the first time, he saw Shiroshi up close. She was trembling, tears were streaming from her giant eyes, but her expression was one of amazement at her savior. The sight of the princess, so vulnerable and so beautiful, ignited in Narut an instinct that went beyond desire. The need to protect. You're safe, princess. No one will touch you while I'm here. Nar declared, feeling like the biggest hero of his life. Puff, Nami. The fear of loss from the control of the ship. I saw Naruto pulverize that monster. He's amazing, powerful, bold, and he's looking at that giant mermaid with the same intense gaze he gave me. My stomach is twisting. I remember his voice, his hands, the night of passion we shared. I felt that he owned me, that he was mine. But he is a thief who steals treasures and that mermaid is the greatest treasure in this ocean. I feel like I'm losing it with every girl that shows up. He sees me as the training. I need to remind him that I am a treasure that stays, not one that passes. I took a chance for him. Now he has to fight for me. King Neptune and his sons left the palace frantically thanking Nar, but the celebration was interrupted by a distant shadow. A ship dropped its anchor high above the bubble that covered the fishman island. Puff bone caught the uncontrollable temptation in my palace. I felt the explosion of the ugly one's chakra. I used my eyesight across the water and I saw everything. I saw her strength, heroism, and the absolute perfection of the mermaid princess. And I saw how he was looking at her. Damn man. He is going to conquer all the beautiful women in the world. And I, the most beautiful woman, have not yet managed to get her to beg me, only to challenge me. What I saw that night, his vigor, I have to prove it. My pride tells me to petrify him, but my desire tells me that he possesses him. He is my only rival, and I must dominate him. I'll send my warriors, not to attack him, but to negotiate a private meeting with King Neptune. I need to be close to him. I need to take a closer look at it again and prove if your Gigi rumor is true. He won't run away from me. Part three, the invitation and the alliance of the kingdom. King Neptune invited the entire crew to the Ryugu palace to celebrate Shiroshi's rescue. While Lucy and Killer B were eating with the royal family, and Zoro was drinking, Naruto found himself alone with the mermaid princess. Shiroshi, though still scared, approached Nar. Thank you, Salvador Sama. You saved me from the darkness. It's nothing, princess. Nar smiled, feeling like the real hero. Robin joined them. His expression one of wise warning. Princess, the man who saved you is an ally. There is a threat looming over you. An enemy who is looking for the weapon that you possess. We need your help to stop it. Nar understood Robin's signal. The alliance had to be secured in order to obtain the knowledge. Just then, a fishman guard came running in with a message. King Neptune. The pirate Empress Boa Ancock has sent an emissary. She demands an immediate and private audience to discuss the new threat. Yamato slumped against the wall. Ankcock is not lurking. She's playing. He is using the threat to enter the island and regain control over Nar. We have completely lost our way. The alliance with the snake kingdom had been completed and the empress was personally coming to claim her toy. The majestic arrival and arrogant ignorance. The arrival of the pirate empress Boa Ankeek to the Ryugu palace was an event in itself. He descended from his ship with an arrogance that turned marble into a simple pavement. She was dressed in her most dazzling outfit and her two sisters, Maragold and Sandersonia, followed her. Entering the great coral hall, Ancock deliberately ignored the majestic figure of Shiroshi, Princess Shy. Although her beauty surpassed her in grace and size, there was only one thing in the Impress's mind, her new toy. His eyes immediately fell on Narut, who was standing next to Robin and Nami. Ankco walked straight towards the shinobi, his gaze dismissive to the rest of the crew. "King Neptune," Ank declared, not waving, but looking at Nar. "I have come to claim my servant." King Neptune, overwhelmed by the beauty of Ankok, could barely babble. Empress young Naruto Yuzumaki is the hero who saved my daughter. Ankcock ignored the king. He stopped right in front of Nar, his face getting dangerously close to his. You, my toy, I've come to finish our game. The rumors of a threat in this area are true. But the only solution is your obedience. You're coming with me back to Amazon Lily. You will be my personal protector, my entertainer, and my possession. It's an order. No one dares to refuse my beauty. Ankco tried to look at Narut with the mere mere Mayu, the power that petrified men. But his lust and her desire for him to be a companion, forced her to restrain him. Instead, his gaze was one of absolute possessiveness. Nar, although intimidated by the intensity, remembered his night with Robin and his training with Nami. I wasn't going to give in. Empress, it's an honor, but I am not a possession. I'm a shinobi and my mission is protection. For now, my protection is needed here. Nar replied with a cheeky smile, knowing that confrontation was inevitable. Part two, the alliance of the Rem and the dispute over utility.