Onmyoji of the Grand Line

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Their leader, the Sawtooth Shark Woman, Arlong. At the time, she was tattooed, a symbol of loyalty. For the next eight years, she drew nautical charts for Arlong while also stealing from pirates.

It's hard to explain why Nami became Arlong's subordinate and then became so greedy.

Her hometown, Cocoyasi, was ruled by a group of fish-men pirates for many years, and the villagers had to pay huge daily tributes. Nami's foster mother, Bemar, was killed by Arlong because she was unable to repay the debts.

Whether you're rich or poor, just die!

Aron said with a smile when he killed Bermar.

Later, Nami was forced to join Arlong's crew. Although Nami was just a child at the time, her outstanding drawing skills caught the eye of the fish-man pirate crew.

In order to draw a sea chart for the fish-men, they promised that if Nami could raise 100 million Berries, they would buy Cocoyasi and free the villagers.

"I will never cry again!"

Ten-year-old Nami stood before Bemar's tombstone and swore an oath.

She felt that only by sacrificing herself could she protect the other villagers from harm. If he cried out for help, the brave villagers would surely unite against Arlong. However, they would have a hard time winning because Arlong was too powerful. Even the fleet sent by the government to rescue Cocoyasi was easily sunk by Arlong and his men.

"Fighting alone!"

From then on, Nami's life became bleak and colorless.

Because her mother's killer was her friend, she was quickly branded a traitor by the villagers. Later, she gradually became a pillar of the fish-man pirate crew. During that time, she endured loneliness, isolation, and self-loathing. All of this was to save her dearest elders and fellow villagers—only the vow she made to the deceased Bemar allowed Nami to maintain her sanity and persevere.

However, Arlong was far more cunning and ruthless than Nami had imagined.

After eight years of hard work, shedding the sadness of her youth, Nami amassed a fortune of 100 million Berries, only to have it embezzled by Arlong through despicable means. He didn't do it himself, but instead used an informant within the Navy to seize the 100 million Berries as a form of robbery. Neither the excellent navigator Nami nor the endless supply of Cocoyasis seemed inclined to relinquish their wealth.

In that instant, Nami felt dizzy and disoriented, as if she had lost everything from the past eight years, even the vow she made to Bemar had vanished into thin air.

However—judgment—

Nami unplugged the bathtub and started taking a shower.

Hot water poured down over my head.

Water spilled onto the tiles. The exhaust fan hummed. Nami was wrapped in a bath towel.

She spent a long time wiping herself in front of the mirror before finally coming out of the bathroom.

"Miss Nami!"

Chapter 344: The Mysterious Boy!

The blond man, with a cigarette dangling from his lips and dressed in a black suit, handed over the clothes with a smile.

boom!

"Miss Nami, this song is really nice..."

The man in black was slapped to the ground by Nami, who then gave him a thumbs-up and made a "Good" gesture.

"What are you here for?"

Nami, wearing only a bath towel, gasped in surprise.

"Miss Nami, I'm waiting to help you change your clothes as a sign of my affection!"

Even as he lay on the ground, the man glared fiercely at Nami.

This action left Nami speechless. She grabbed her disheveled clothes and kicked aside the partition on the floor. Beneath the partition was Nami's private cabin.

"Is there anything else, Miss Nami?"

"..."

"How about I give you a massage?"

The man in black gave a thumbs-up and made a disgusting massage gesture.

boom!

The empty wooden bucket smashed into the man's face, shattering it to pieces.

"Go work in the orange grove, 720!"

Nami stormed down the stairs and disappeared into the cabin. The partition on the floor slammed shut, followed by the sound of a heavy lock being put on.

The small boat moved slowly forward on the waves. At the bow was a cute sheep with a pair of big horns and round eyes.

The ship is called Forward Merry.

That was a pirate ship.

This is the name of a ship that was specifically used to provoke the navy and pirate hunters with its skull and crossbones flag.

This is a Caravelle-style sailing ship with a flat hull and two masts: a square sail on the mainmast and a triangular sail at the stern. Using both types of sails not only helped in various weather conditions but also greatly aided in steering and turning. This large ship had a heavy carrying capacity and was equipped with cannons, making it a favorite among merchants and explorers.

"The price went up again? Your place is way too expensive!"

Nami appeared on the deck wearing a V-neck sweater and a mini bodycon skirt.

"Goo-"

She was referring to a seabird that had landed on the railing of the aft deck. It had a bag around its neck with the word "NEWSPAPER" written on it.

A line of text. It turns out this was a mailman delivering newspapers at sea.

"If the price goes up again next time, I won't buy it!"

Nami picked up a newspaper and put the hundred-bean coin into her bag. The customer's complaints seemed to embarrass the seagull postman, who cooed and scratched its head with its wings.

"How could one or two newspapers make such a fuss..."

"Don't be stingy," said the man behind Nami.

This person had disheveled hair, a checkered headscarf wrapped around their head, large eyes, long eyelashes, thick lips, and a high nose bridge, giving off a very sunny vibe.

"If you buy it every day, it will be a huge sum of money!"

Nami glanced at the seabird and said.

"Why are you saving so much money? Didn't I, Captain Usopp, help you get rid of the mainstay of the Fishman Pirates and save Cocoyasi's life?"

"What? Don't talk nonsense! Precisely because this matter is over, from now on, I need to earn some money for myself. I don't want people (ccaf) to call me a poor pirate!"

"It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature!"

"What?!"

"Don't—don't get agitated! Don't touch me!"

The man with the checkered headscarf stretched out his arm to stop Nami from getting closer.

The man was examining something on the deck. He held the small bottle carefully in his hand, like it was a bomb—it contained spicy Tabasco.

"I'm studying the Star of Tabasco, trying to kill someone! Throw it into the enemy's eyes, and he's doomed..."

"Wow—" she exclaimed.

Suddenly, a boy fell from the sky.

The two collided like Mars colliding with Earth. In the blink of an eye, a fiery red "Tabasco" had already emerged from the small bottle.

"Ah—" A scream rang out.

The man, his face contorted with Tabasco, collapsed to the ground in agony.

"...It's okay! Can I have an orange?"

The boy descended from the sky, ignoring the man rolling on the ground with fire in his eyes, puffed out his cheeks, and looked up to ask.

"No!" Luffy shook his head.

Inside the cabin built between the stern masts, the man in black whom Nami had defeated stood there. Behind him stood rows of lush fruit trees.

"This is Miss Nami's orange grove! As long as I live, no one can touch it! Miss Nami's orange grove is heavily guarded!"

"Yes! Thank you, Sanji!"

Nami gave a perfunctory thank you, sat down on the deck, and opened the newspaper.

"...Good boy!"

Hearing that Sanji was so obedient to Nami, the short-haired man sitting at the bow of the boat, who was dozing off, muttered something.

Including Nami, there were five crew members on the Going Merry.

His name is Roronoa Zorro. Just by looking at the sword at his waist, you can tell he's a swordsman. Zorro, a pirate hunter, a famous bounty hunter in the East Blue. But in Nami's words, he's just a good-for-nothing who only knows how to sleep. Zorro knows absolutely nothing about navigation, and without Nami's orders, he can't do anything.

Chapter 347: The Female Swordsman!

A sharp blade slices through the dim night sky.

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the lanterns shrouding the dock warehouses flickered on and off.

--Blood.

"Give up! You can't escape!"