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Perona quickly adapted to life aboard the Flying Feather, seamlessly blending in without causing any disruption.
Naturally, Nami and Robin couldn't maintain their guard against Perona for long, and they quickly ford a bond.
After all, who could resist an arrogant yet endearingly naive Princess?
Most importantly, Perona's exceptional culinary skills won everyone over within days.
Nami seed especially delighted.
At only sixteen, she was at the age where playfulness ca naturally.
While Robin often preferred reading quietly, now Nami had a suitable playmate in Perona. The laughter of the two girls echoed throughout the ship.
With Perona's addition, the Feather's atmosphere grew livelier.
Even Robin found herself smiling more frequently-a warmth she found herself genuinely enjoying.
However, their cheerful camaraderie occasionally caused trouble.
"If you two ss around in my room again, I'll toss you both into the sea to feed the sharks!" Colt shouted his voice firm and commanding.
Dressed in a bathrobe, Colt sat on the sofa, glaring at the two culprits. Monts earlier, he'd been taking a bath when Perona, in her astral form, erged through the wall, followed by Nami bursting into his bedroom, shouting, "Got you!"
Caught off guard, Colt could only stand there in shock, allowing them a five-second view. "АНННННННН!"
Now, as the two girls cowered like scolded children, Colt fud.
"How am I the one at a disadvantage here? You're the ones who barged in! And you had the nerve to scream first! Where's the justice in that?"
Nami crossed her arms defiantly. "It's not like we wanted to see anything! Who takes a bath in broad daylight, anyway? Besides, that—"
Her face turned red, and she hesitated before adding, "It's so big-it's scary!"
Perona's eyes widened before she beca visibly dazed.
Her thoughts seed to swirl as she nodded unconsciously. "Y-yeah... huge."
Colt sighed.
"I'm sorry my physique is so intimidating," he said sarcastically. "But it's not for your use!"
"Enough distractions," Colt continued, his tone serious.
"From now on, no one is allowed on the third floor without my permission. And definitely not in my bedroom!"
Colt's stern expression made it clear he wasn't joking.
Nami and Perona quickly nodded in agreent, realizing the gravity of their mistake.
At that mont, Robin appeared at the door, her knuckles rapping lightly on the fra. "Looks like we're nearing Sabaody. Nami, you should head to the bridge to take a look."
Robin's tily interruption helped ease the tension, allowing the two guilty girls to flee the room hurriedly.
Colt turned to Robin, a slight smirk on his face. "You have impeccable timing."
Robin smiled warmly and replied, "I was just here to call Nami." Her eyes subtly drifted, scanning Colt's exposed, muscular fra beneath the robe.
Colt rolled his eyes at her boldness. "What are you staring at? Want to join while I change?"
"Can I?" Robin teased, her eyes gleaming.
The door slamd shut in response, muffling Robin's light laughter.
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Half an hour later, Colt erged from his room, fully dressed, and stepped onto the deck.
The Feather was slowly docking at the 41st island of the Sabaody Archipelago. Once the ship was secured, Colt and the others disembarked.
Thanks to the clever camouflage added by Iceberg during construction, the Feather appeared to be an ordinary ship. This subtlety prevented trouble from those who might recognize its materials, like the treasure tree Adam, and be tempted by greed.
The Sabaody Archipelago was one of the world's most beautiful locales.
From afar, the interconnected islands appeared like a maze of green roads crisscrossing under a canopy of lush vegetation.
Bubbles, ford from the unique resin secreted by the mangrove roots, floated dreamily into the sky, reflecting sunlight in a dazzling array of colors.
These bubbles, a hallmark of the Sabaody Archipelago, were used for bubble cars, Ferris wheels, and even houses.
"They're srizing," Nami said, her voice filled with wonder as she gazed at the floating orbs.
Colt nodded but quickly steered the group toward their first objective.
"Let's head to so Craftsman first. We'll need to coat the ship for our dive to Fish-Man
Island."
Nami controlled her excitent, knowing the coating was a priority.
"Alright, let's not waste ti."
Coating the ship was a ticulous process and could take several days.
After so deliberation, Nami selected the most reputable and expensive-shipyard to
ensure their safety.
Colt didn't bother seeking out Rayleigh for assistance, figuring the man was likely off sowhere, engaging in his amusing hobby of auctioning himself.
With the ship's coating arranged, Colt turned to his crew, a grin on his face. "Alright, enjoy your vacation to the fullest!"
He pulled out three stacks of Berries, each worth one million.
"This should be enough for each of you. If it's not, co find ."
Nami eagerly snatched the money, her joy evident.
She even pinched Colt's cheek playfully. Robin accepted hers with a calm smile, likely
planning to spend it on books.
Only Perona hesitated.
Seeing her reluctance, Colt pushed the money into her hands.
"It's really for ?" Perona's eyes widened in surprise.
She hadn't expected to be treated equally to Nami and Robin.
"Of course. You're part of the crew now," Colt replied, his tone genuine.
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