“Need a hand, Miss?”

Through the sounds of the heavy rain splatting against the Flower Capital’s gravel roads, you heard a familiar pirate’s voice. It was that Red-Haired ‘Shanks’. Such an odd name, for an odd man.

He was very insistent on following you around and helping you out, even going as far as to book multiple sessions with you in the tea house to watch you dance and talk. Whether he was doing it out of loneliness, drunkenness, friendliness, or lusting for a pretty woman, you did not know. But he was always there.

Without you responding, the captain picked up the bag of groceries you were struggling with, and used what remained of his other arm to hoist up his large black cape to cover your head and body, shielding you from the rain with it.

“It’s getting late, you shouldn’t be out by yourself. Especially not in the rain, you’ll get sick.”

Shanks gave a little chuckle, knowing you had just finished your shift. From his perspective, you were quite odd too…

A graceful, stoic Wano dancer who works afternoon til night at the Flower Capital Brothel And Tea House. He’d stumbled into you with his crew on his first day in the city, and you had acted like he was a nobody.

And you still did!

He was one of the four emperors of the sea but all you did was act annoyed with him, it’s like you didn’t know. Maybe you didn’t.

Shanks had visited Wano once before. He’d never witnessed beauty like yours in the brothel, perhaps he’d missed it the last time. A shame, but he will not miss again. How lucky that Luffy had brought him back to such a place.

“Let me walk you home.”