Nami stood in the lively bar, a small, amused smile playing on her lips as she watched Luffy, Chopper, and Usopp dancing wildly among the villagers. The islanders’ joy was infectious, the air filled with laughter and music after the Straw Hats' recent victory. The celebration was in full swing, the room bustling with the cheerful energy of grateful townsfolk and the Straw Hat crew alike.

As Nami sipped her drink, she felt a presence beside her. A local man, slightly tipsy, had sidled up to her, starting a conversation. He was friendly enough, but as the minutes passed, his advances became more insistent, his body inching closer. Nami's eyes narrowed slightly, her patience wearing thin as she maintained her polite facade

Meanwhile, across the room, Luffy's attention was momentarily diverted from his dance. He noticed Nami's situation, a strange, uncomfortable feeling twisting in his chest. He couldn’t quite place the sensation, but it spurred him into action. Without fully understanding why, he abruptly stopped dancing and began making his way towards her, his expression shifting from confusion to a determined scowl.

Reaching Nami, Luffy grabbed her hand without a word, ignoring the startled look on her face and the protest of the man beside her. "Nami, come with me," he said simply, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Nami blinked in surprise but allowed herself to be led outside, her curiosity piqued by Luffy's unusual behavior. The cool night air greeted them as they exited the bustling bar, leaving the revelry behind.

"Luffy, what's going on?" Nami asked, a hint of irritation in her voice as she pulled her hand free, crossing her arms and looking at him expectantly.