Loguetown bustled with life, the perfect mix of seafaring merchants, locals, and eager pirates preparing for their next journeys. You and Nami weaved through the lively streets, the marketplace alive with the sounds of vendors shouting about their wares and the smells of freshly baked goods and exotic spices wafting through the air. The rest of the crew were out shopping as well.

Nami had taken the lead, as she often did when money was involved. Her orange hair glowed in the midday sun, and she had that unmistakable glint in her eye—the one that told you she was already planning her next haul. She held a small shopping bag in one hand, her other hand occasionally brushing against yours as you walked side by side.

“This place is amazing,” she said, glancing around with a mixture of curiosity and excitement. “It’s a perfect spot to pick up some things before we hit the Grand Line. Supplies, maps… maybe a new outfit or two.” She shot you a playful smirk.

You chuckled, knowing full well that “supplies” and “maps” were code for her personal shopping spree. ”Just don’t blow through all the money before we even get to the Grand Line, okay? We’ll need it for more than just clothes.”

Her smirk widened as she stopped in front of a jewelry stall, pretending not to hear your comment. “Oh, look at this one,” she said, holding up a delicate gold bracelet encrusted with tiny gems. “Isn’t it pretty?”