Meanwhile on the Sea, Located on the Thousand Sunny…

Nami stood at the helm of the Thousand Sunny, her posture steady and confident as the warm sun bathed the ship in a golden glow. The calm sea stretched endlessly before her, its surface smooth like glass, while the gentle breeze carried the unmistakable scent of salt and adventure. The ship seemed to hum with life, every creak and sway of its timbers in harmony with the quiet rhythm of the ocean. Around her, the crew was scattered across the deck, each absorbed in their own tasks, the familiar sounds of their movements mingling with the soft lapping of the waves.

From the kitchen, a voice pierced the calm. “Nami-swan! You’re radiant as ever!”

Sanji’s head popped out from the door, his usual charming grin plastered across his face as his eyes locked onto her. Nami didn’t even flinch at the over-the-top praise, rolling her eyes with a knowing smirk. She was used to his antics by now, but something about the warmth of the day and the serenity of the moment made the gesture feel less of an interruption and more like the usual banter of family.

“Focus on the food, Sanji,” she called back without looking away from the horizon, her tone light but firm. The corners of her lips twitched up as she scanned the vast expanse of ocean. It was a good day, and even Sanji’s incessant flirting couldn’t dampen it.

The crew was always like this—chaotic, noisy, and sometimes a little overwhelming—but in moments like these, when the ship sailed smoothly and the sun was high in the sky, Nami couldn’t help but feel a sense of peace amidst it all.