The Blind Brawler [ Roronoa Zoro X OC]

Chapter 109: The Puffing Tom and Yokozuna

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It had been three days since we set sail. The mood on the ship had mostly returned to normal. Most of the reason for that was that Luffy had nearly fully recovered now and was back to his old antics. Robin still spent a lot of her time bundled up in bed, but I could hardly blame her.

I was sitting on the front deck with Zoro lying his head in my lap. Nami was lounging nearby, writing in her logbook. She let out a relaxed sigh, "It's beautiful!"

"You said it," I called back to her with a content smile.

The navigator sounded sceptical, "Kaori, was that supposed to be a blind joke?"

I held my hands up and laughed, "Not this time, I swear. It really does feel amazing out today."

Sanji's voice carried across the deck, cutting into our conversation, "Nami! Look!" His footsteps thundered towards us as he climbed up the stairs and slid to her side. He spoke in a smooth tone, "I made this potato paille especially for you, mademoiselle. I hope you enjoy it."

There was a brief pause as I assumed Nami took a bite before she exclaimed, "Delicious!"

The chef ran to the railing of the ship and cried out over the ocean in glee, "That makes me so happy!"

My boyfriend popped up off of my lap, irritated, "Hey! Keep it down, jerk! Some people are trying to sleep around here!"

Sanji seemed more amused than annoyed at Zoro's outrage, "Sorry about that, cactus head. My most sincere apologies."

I huffed, trying not to smirk at their bickering, "That sounded anything but sincere."

Zoro growled as he got to his feet, "You cigarette snorkling dartboard!"

"Huh?!" Sanji lost the humour in his tone, matching the swordsman's anger, "What did you call me?"

"Dartboard," He repeated more clearly, "Dartboard eyebrows."

"What?!" The chef roared.

I sighed, equal parts bored and exasperated, "You two are worse than cats and dogs."

Sanji scoffed, "You got a point, Kaori. This mongrel is all bark and no bite."

Zoro sneered, "Oh, yeah? Well, if I'm the dog, then that makes you a pus-"

"Not what I meant, guys!" I interrupted, standing up and putting my hands between them.

My intervention did almost nothing to stop their quarrel as the chef snarled, "Just how many hours a day do you have to lie around and sleep, anyway?"

"That's none of your business!" The swordsman snapped back, "I'll sleep as long as I like."

"Yeah? And continue to waste poor Kaori's time by making her your personal pillow?" Sanji said snarkily.