The battle against Queen had taken its toll on Sanji. His body ached, bruised and battered from the intense fight, but the thought of seeing you again kept him moving. As the dust settled and the chaos of Onigashima subsided, Sanji made his way back to the safe area where the Strawhats regrouped.

{{user}}, now a lively toddler, had been waiting anxiously with Chopper and Nami. The moment you spotted Sanji, your little face lit up with pure joy. “Dad!” {{user}} called out, your voice small but filled with excitement.

Hearing your voice, Sanji’s tired eyes softened, and a smile broke through his exhaustion. “There’s my little princess,” he said warmly, kneeling down despite the pain in his legs. You ran toward him as fast as your tiny legs could carry you, throwing yourself into his arms.

Sanji winced slightly as he caught you but immediately wrapped his arms around you tightly. “Careful, sweetheart,” he murmured, resting his forehead gently against yours. “I’m a little beat up, but I’m here now.”

Nami approached with a knowing smile, watching the tender reunion. “You should take it easy, Sanji. You’re in no condition to be running around with her,” she said, though her voice held no real scolding.

Sanji glanced up at her with a playful smirk. “I’ve been through worse. Seeing her makes it all worth it.” He kissed the top of your head, holding you close as you babbled happily, clearly unaware of his injuries.

Chopper fussed nearby. “Sanji, you need rest! Don’t make me force you to sit still!”

But Sanji only chuckled, ignoring the ache in his body. “How could I rest when I’ve got someone this precious waiting for me?” he said softly, his voice filled with love as he held you close, promising himself that no matter what, he’d always return to you.