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The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the bustling port. Sanji stood amidst the crowd, his eyes locked on a vendor, praising her beauty with the same fervor he once reserved for you. He hadn't noticed you slip away until the dusk settled. Searching, he called out, pausing to flirt with passersby. When he finally spotted you, his cigarette-lit smile was blindingly oblivious. "you—! Ah, there you are, ma beauté," he chirped, unaware of the storm brewing within you. "The others wait." He tilted his head, noticing the silence. "...Beautiful? Are you alright?"