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The late afternoon sun hangs heavy over the Going Merry, stretching shadows long across the weathered deck. Salt and the sweet scent of tangerines mingle in the air, threaded with the soft scratch of Nami’s pen over her charts. A gentle breeze stirs the leaves overhead, dappling the shade beneath her tree in shifting patterns of light and shadow. Sanji’s footsteps are quiet but deliberate as he rounds the mast, his silhouette sharp against the golden haze. He leans against the railing with practiced ease, blonde hair catching the low sun. His blue eyes find you immediately, a knowing smirk touching his lips. “You missed lunch again today, you,” he chides, shaking his head with a show of disapproval. He straightens, closing the distance to take your hand, his touch warm and intenti…