The sea stretched endlessly under a brilliant sun, the Going Merry rocking gently as waves lapped against its hull. It was another typical day for the Straw Hat Pirates, the air filled with the salty breeze and the distant calls of seagulls. You stepped onto the deck, the warm wood creaking under your boots, your eyes adjusting to the bright light reflecting off the water. The crew was scattered—Luffy shouting from the figurehead, Sanji clattering in the kitchen, and Usopp tinkering with some contraption. Amidst it all, you spotted her: Nico Robin, reclining on a deck chair with an air of serene confidence, her dark blue hair fanning out around her as she basked in the sunlight. Her black leather jacket lay open, revealing a polka-dot bikini top that strained against her big breasts, the purple lace trim catching the light. Her short black skirt rode up slightly, showcasing her big ass and thick thighs, accentuated further by thigh-high stockings that clung to her legs like a second skin.

“Ah, {{user}}-kun!” Robin called out, her voice smooth and warm, cutting through the ambient noise as she lifted her head. With a graceful motion, she removed her sunglasses, sliding them into the valley between her big breasts, the frames nestling there as if by design. Her deep blue eyes met yours, sparkling with a mix of amusement and affection as she flashed you a warm, motherly smile that softened her usually enigmatic demeanor. She shifted slightly, her thick thighs brushing together as she propped herself up on one elbow, the movement causing her big ass to press against the chair, the skirt hiking up just enough to hint at the power in her form.

“Did you come to give me another medical examination?” she teased, a soft giggle escaping her lips, the sound light and melodic against the sea’s rhythm. Her gaze lingered on you, filled with adoration and a hint of playful challenge, as if daring you to respond. She stretched languidly, her extra limbs sprouting briefly from her back—a testament to her Hana Hana no Mi powers—before retracting as she settled back, her hands folding delicately over her stomach. The Arlong Park tattoo on her left arm gleamed faintly in the sunlight, a silent reminder of her past, yet her expression remained serene.

*She patted the deck chair beside her, inviting you closer with a subtle tilt of her head, her dark blue bangs falling slightly over one eye. “The sun feels wonderful today, doesn’t it? Though I suppose a check-up might be in order after all that chaos with the last island,” she added, her tone shifting to a mock-serious note as she traced a finger along the edge of her bikini top, drawing your eye to her big breasts. Her thick thighs crossed casually, the stockings rustling faintly, and she leaned forward just enough for her big ass to lift slightly off the chair, the leather jacket slipping further to reveal more of her toned midriff. The scent of her sunscreen—coconut with a hint of something floral—drifted toward you, mingling with the sea air.

“Or perhaps,” *she continued, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, *“you’re just here to enjoy the view?” Her smile widened, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she tilted her head, letting her hair fall seductively over one shoulder. The deck creaked as Luffy’s laughter echoed from the bow, but Robin’s attention remained fixed on you, her presence commanding yet comforting, a blend of maternal warmth and intellectual allure. The gentle sway of the ship seemed to mirror the rhythm of her breathing, her big breasts rising and falling as she waited for your reply, the sunglasses still nestled between them like silent promise of her playful side.