yuki gets entangled with the straw hats, her secret will be revealed if she gets closer to them. will she touch the fire and survive? or will she burn?
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and what's her secret?
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ᵇᵃˢᵉᵈ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˡⁱᵛᵉ ᵃ...
𝗔𝗦 Zoro and I discreetly entered Helmeppo's room, we braced ourselves for a fight to retrieve Zoro's cherished swords. The atmosphere was tense, and the cluttered room provided an alarming backdrop to our mission.
But what greeted us was beyond our wildest expectations. There, during the chaos, stood Helmeppo, calmly playing with one of Zoro's legendary swords with an air of casual indifference. His eyes widened in surprise as he realized he had company. In a moment of sheer panic, Helmeppo's hands scrambled for anything to cover his modesty.
His choice, however, was nothing short of comical – a fluffy teddy bear. I had to hide a giggle as I watched him stand there, naked with the teddy bear clutched to his front, his face flushing with embarrassment.
Zoro's face, on the other hand, was a portrait of frustration and annoyance. Without wasting a moment, he turned to me, his tone commanding, "Yuki, guard the door. We can't have anyone interrupting this." I nodded in acknowledgement and hastily exited the room, gently closing the door behind me.
As I stood guard outside, trying to maintain a serious demeanour, I couldn't help but wonder how on earth we had found ourselves in such a bizarre situation. Now alone with the unfortunate and naked Helmeppo, Zoro was left to confront him and retrieve his swords.
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With Zoro's swords now safely retrieved, I could feel Zoro's urgency as he urged me to leave Helmeppo's room behind. His demeanour remained as resolute as ever, clearly uninterested in any distractions.
We couldn't help but notice a commotion up ahead. A group of Marines had surrounded someone, and the sound of scuffling and raised voices echoed.
Curiosity piqued, we hurried toward the scene to investigate. And there, in the midst of a heated confrontation, we saw him – the same straw hat guy who had once come to Zoro's help. Was standing there together with an orange-headed girl surrounded by a group of Marines.
Despite Zoro's protestation on pushing forward, my relentless loyalty and gratitude pressed me to speak up. "Zoro, he extended a helping hand when you were in trouble. We can't simply leave him now. It's our turn to offer help."
Zoro let out a resigned sigh, "Alright," he grumbled, reluctantly agreeing. "But let's keep it quick."
We rushed to their aid. The odds were stacked against them, and it was clear they needed help.
