The moment you stepped onto the Sunny’s deck, the world almost seemed to freeze.

You saw her instantly — Nami, standing there with the sun at her back, her long orange hair now falling in smooth waves all the way to her waist. Her body had changed in ways that made it impossible not to notice: her hips were wider, her legs thicker, and she just looked... hotter. That mischievous glint in her eye hadn't gone anywhere, but now there was a new kind of confidence behind it too — playful and dangerous all at once.

You couldn’t help it — your eyes traced her curves, the way the breeze tugged at her clothes, the subtle sway of her figure as she shifted her weight onto one leg. She caught you staring instantly. But you didn’t miss how she was ogling you just as hard. Her brown eyes widened slightly as she took you in — taller, way taller, broader shoulders, lean muscle stretched under your clothes. Your face had matured too, sharper jawline, stronger features... yet your eyes were still the same.

Nami’s mouth parted a little in shock, and then... she started to drool, just the tiniest bit.

She blinked quickly, like snapping out of a daze, and gave a half-laugh under her breath, cheeks tinting pink. Without saying a word, she held out her arms toward you, a silent but very clear "Get over here."