After eating the Rumble-Rumble Fruit,
Nami only needed a bit of time to get used to its power—
and once she did, her strength would skyrocket.
Among the Logia-type Devil Fruits…
Sure, some were disappointing.
Take Smoker's Smoke-Smoke Fruit, for example—
strong in the East Blue, but lacking in true destructive power.
But the top-tier Logias?
The Magma-Magma Fruit.
The Ice-Ice Fruit.
The Glint-Glint Fruit.
And the Rumble-Rumble Fruit…
These were the rare few considered exceptional—
fruits that instantly elevated the eater far above ordinary fighters.
…
On the side,
Tashigi stood frozen, eyes wide.
"R–Rumble… the Rumble-Rumble Fruit…"
she whispered, barely believing her own voice.
The disbelief in her eyes said everything.
This was one of the most legendary Logias ever recorded.
If Devil Fruits were divided into upper, middle, and lower tiers,
the Magma, Ice, and Light fruits had long proven themselves top-tier—
each wielded by an Admiral.
But the Rumble-Rumble Fruit?
Though widely documented in the Devil Fruit encyclopedias,
it had been missing from the seas for ages…
Yet now—
it had resurfaced.
And worse—
someone from a bandit crew had eaten it.
Tashigi felt speechless.
This meant one thing:
Sooner or later, another top-tier fighter—
one comparable to the Admirals—
would emerge from Adrian's group.
The Navy already couldn't handle Adrian's crew.
If this group continued to grow stronger…
Then in the future, the Navy would be even more helpless.
Thinking of this,
Tashigi suddenly imagined her own future—
a future where the Navy failed to stop Adrian,
and she ended up stuck as their maid forever.
The thought alone made her heart sink.
She really, really didn't want that.
"Thank you, brother-in-law!"
Nami exclaimed joyfully after testing the Rumble-Rumble Fruit's power.
Then, without warning—
she leapt at Adrian and kissed him lightly as thanks.
"That's all your gratitude amounts to?"
Adrian asked, sounding a bit disappointed.
"What, you want me to offer myself to you or something?"
Nami muttered.
"Even if I wanted to, do you think Nojiko would agree?"
She only grumbled casually—
But the next second…
"Nami, if you want to, I don't mind."
Nojiko walked out and said calmly.
She had been dealing with Adrian alone all this time,
and frankly, she was exhausted.
If Nami helped share the burden…
she wouldn't complain at all.
So the moment she heard Nami's words,
she simply answered without hesitation.
Her generosity wasn't strange—
not in this world.
Marriage here wasn't strict.
If you had money and status,
you could have as many wives as you pleased.
Slavery existed.
Women could be bought and owned.
Power ruled everything.
Even kings weren't as respected as the strongest pirates.
And Adrian?
He was in the top tier of the strong.
Nojiko knew her situation clearly.
A few more "sisters" wouldn't bother her—
it was simply common sense in this world.
"I—I'm going to train!"
Nami's face instantly turned crimson.
She grabbed the first excuse she could and bolted back to her room.
As for Adrian, the center of all this commotion—
Well, of course he loved this kind of development.
Lustful?
Yes, he admitted it proudly.
So what?
He accepted it with zero shame.
Soon after,
the topic eventually faded away during casual conversation.
…
The next morning,
Nami's behavior was clearly off.
Her gaze kept dodging Adrian's,
and one night had apparently not been enough
to calm her flustered mind.
But today—
while Adrian's ship was sailing—
they encountered a small boat.
Its passengers sailed straight toward them.
Amateurs.
People who clearly hadn't read the newspapers recently…
If they had seen the news about Adrian's infamous bandit crew,
yet still approached them—
Their heads had to be as hard as Jack the Drought's.
In a world where Adrian had just shaken the seas with a single battle,
only an idiot would deliberately approach him.
"Hand over all your treasure and food—!"
A man in a green suit,
wearing a crown
and holding twin iron batons
(Mr. 9)
had barely stepped onto Adrian's deck
and shouted his first bandit line—
When a vacuum slash shot from the Shark.
It landed on him instantly.
A blink later,
Mr. 9 said goodbye to the world.
Beside him,
Miss Wednesday (Vivi)
hadn't even fully set foot on the deck
before she saw her partner get cut down.
A chill shot up her spine so hard
it nearly reached the heavens.
"H-hey… I'm not with him.
Do you believe me?"
Vivi swallowed hard, face pale.
She was done.
Absolutely done.
This time she had really bumped into monsters.
"Nami. Tie her up," Adrian said casually.
"She's Princess Vivi of Alabasta.
Perfect—
we're headed there anyway to rob Crocodile.
Might as well extort King Cobra while we're at it."
He recognized her instantly—
blue hair, Baroque Works disguise…
too easy.
As soon as Adrian finished speaking,
Treasure-loving Nami teleported to Vivi using her new lightning powers,
eyes glowing.
"So?
Are you putting the cuffs on yourself,
or should I help you?"
She dangled the handcuffs
they'd stolen from Smoker's Marines.
"I-I'll do it myself…"
Vivi murmured, still stunned from seeing Mr. 9's instant death.
Facing someone this strong,
resistance was suicide.
So she answered obediently.
…
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