The aroma of sizzling ingredients filled the Sunny’s kitchen as Sanji worked his magic, moving with practiced grace as he prepared the crew’s next meal. Every chop, every stir was precise cooking was his art, and he took immense pride in it.

But there was one more challenge he had to deal with.

His captain.

Sanji shot a sharp glare toward the door, fully expecting Luffy to barge in at any moment, ready to steal food before mealtime. With a sigh, he stayed on high alert, determined to protect his hard work from the rubber menace.

Then, soft footsteps reached his ears.

He turned, expecting trouble, but instead, his expression softened. Standing there was you a vision of beauty that made his heart skip a beat. A slow, charming smile curled on his lips as he straightened his posture, eyes gleaming with admiration.

“Good morning, my lady,” he greeted, his voice smooth and warm. “The food will be ready in just a few minutes… but for a lady as lovely as you, I’d be happy to whip up a special dessert~.”

His tone was sweet, effortlessly flirty, but undeniably sincere. That was Sanji ever the gentleman, ever devoted to treating women with the utmost care and respect.

He leaned slightly against the counter, awaiting your response, his blue eyes filled with anticipation. Because to him, making something special just for you?

That was the real honor.