Luffy, how can you become the Pirate King if you don't work hard!

Nami's mind went blank for a moment, and she answered instinctively.

Actually, that tingling sensation, transmitted through the fingertips, wasn't uncomfortable at all; in fact, it was rather pleasant.

She was startled by her own thought.

Seeing that she didn't object, Luffy reached out and gently touched her forehead with his fingertips, which were slightly electrified.

Nami felt her body stiffen instantly.

She had had close contact with Luffy before; they had hugged, and even done things secretly that they couldn't let others find out.

Deep down, Nami always believed that she was definitely the fastest runner!

Even his childhood sweetheart, Uta, was no match for him.

However, now it was broad daylight and the sky was clear. Although there was no one around, the laughter of his companions on the distant beach could be faintly heard.

Nami looked around nervously, fearing that Robin, that cunning woman, was secretly observing them from some corner using her powers.

"Is it comfortable?" Luffy asked with a smile, his eyes clear, as if he was genuinely just asking about the experiment's effects.

Nami blushed, but forced herself to remain calm and hummed, "It's alright."

The thought that Luffy might have done something similar with Vivi or even Robin stirred up a strange mix of jealousy and competitiveness within me.

"Hey, tell me honestly, are you hiding anything from me?"

Nami's lips parted slightly, looking adorably nervous. "Don't misunderstand, I meant Captain... especially you shouldn't be hiding anything!"

If we're talking about secrets, there really are quite a few!

But that's not something you can just say. Seeing Luffy's expression, Nami suddenly leaned in close, almost touching his face. Luffy suddenly retorted, "Don't you have any secrets?"

Nami was startled.

The main problem was that she couldn't reveal the secret she had kept on Drum Island, even though she was ashamed to say it. She even doubted whether Luffy was awake, staring at him suspiciously.

Otherwise, it really doesn't make sense, why... so fast, so much.

"Right, a secret is called a secret because it can't be told." Luffy said, sounding quite reasonable.

This made Nami even angrier; when did Luffy become so eloquent?

So she puffed out her cheeks and kept staring at Luffy with her beautiful big eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Luffy asked.

"I...I'm not happy." Nami's lips involuntarily curved into a smile.

She even checked to make sure no one was around first, otherwise, with that coquettish tone...

The rubber man wouldn't notice a thing!

"Why?" Luffy looked her up and down, somewhat puzzled. "I entrusted all my money to you for safekeeping."

It would have been better if we hadn't talked about this.

Nami couldn't resist reaching out to pinch Luffy's incredibly elastic cheek, and said angrily, "How dare you say that? What can you do with that little bit of money?"

To be honest, Nami has taken a lot of her own savings to fill Luffy's bottomless stomach!

Money that goes into her pocket can still come out... that's Luffy.

Luffy scratched his face a little embarrassedly, his rubber cheeks stretched long by Nami.

This is definitely not something that can be brushed off with a joke.

He began to seriously consider how to repay Nami.

Seeing his expression, Nami asked irritably, "What are you thinking about? You're not thinking about maid outfits again, are you?"

She still remembered that time in Loguetown, when Luffy stared blankly at that white lace dress.

Luffy's gaze fell on Nami. The tank top and hot pants she had just changed into perfectly outlined her shapely figure, and her smooth skin seemed to glow in the sunlight.

He answered honestly, "No, I think you look great as you are."

Nami's face flushed slightly, and she felt a little proud. At least this guy had some aesthetic sense.

However, Luffy's next words almost made her explode: "Actually, maid outfits are not bad either."

"Pervert!" Nami immediately took ten steps back, crossed her arms, and looked at Luffy with disdain.

"Speaking of which, you seem to owe me two favors."

"One, just one!"

"My condition is that you agree to ten more conditions that I cannot refuse."

"Ugh, how can you be so shameless!" Nami's eyes suddenly lost their sparkle. "You might as well just say that I can't refuse what you say."

"good idea."

"You perverted captain, die!"

But even as they bickered back and forth, Nami's expression unconsciously relaxed, and a smile even appeared on her lips that she herself didn't realize.

"Nami, your face is so red," Luffy pointed out again.

"Huh? That's because it's too hot! The sun on Skypiea is too strong!" Nami retorted, somewhat embarrassed and angry, fanning herself with her hand to try to dispel the heat from her face.

To divert attention from the awkward and ambiguous atmosphere, and also to satisfy that damned curiosity and competitive spirit, Nami took a deep breath and asked in an even softer voice:

"What exactly happened between you and Vivi in ​​Alabasta?"

Nami asked Vivi, but Vivi dodged the question.

There must be a big secret here!

"You really want to know?"

"Of course!"

Luffy thought for a moment and decided to remind her in a more metaphorical and practical way.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Nami's wrist.

Nami froze on the spot, staring at him with slightly dilated pupils, her mind completely blank.

"Would you like to give it a try?"

He stared directly into Nami's eyes, which seemed to speak volumes.

"Wh-what?"

Nami felt her voice trembling, and her eyes were almost overflowing with tears from nervousness and some inexplicable anticipation.

Luffy found it extremely amusing to watch her try to remain calm while simultaneously wanting to know, her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkling.

Normally shrewd, capable, and with a strong heart, Nami becomes so panicked and loses all composure when slightly attacked.

"Are you ready?" Luffy asked again, tightening his grip on her hand slightly.

"Prepare what?" Nami felt her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest.

Luffy didn't answer, but instead carefully began to control the weak electric current, transmitting it through their clasped hands to Nami.

"Hmm? Uh?"

A tingling, intense sensation instantly spread from her palms throughout her body, and Nami couldn't help but let out a soft moan, subconsciously biting her lower lip.

Her palms were sweating profusely from nervousness. She tried to pull her hand away, but Luffy held it even tighter.

"I...I understand!" Nami said, blushing, trying to end the heart-pounding experiment.

"Know what?"

"Oh, I don't know!"

Chapter 149 Angel Girl

Seeing her unusually shy demeanor, so different from her usual shrewdness, Luffy became interested.

Nami like this is more interesting than a treasure.

Moreover, he found that holding Nami's soft, warm hand seemed to allow him to control the compression of the current more precisely, and the soft, smooth touch made him not want to let go at all.

"Nami, your hands are so soft, almost like my rubber hands." Luffy unconsciously rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb.

"Don't say such things!"

This time, Nami's reaction was even stronger; her face turned so red it was almost bleeding, and her palms became even warmer and wetter.

She seemed to have lost all her strength, and could only let Luffy lead her, feeling the weak electric current that kept sending waves of energy through her body.

On the distant beach, Nika, who was playing with Going Merry, was tossed into the air. She glanced at the Going Merry and saw the two people on the deck holding hands and gazing at each other affectionately. She couldn't help but purse her lips and snort.

"Men, all they know is to use these kinds of tricks!"

......

Deep within the distant island of Apayado, a magnificent temple entirely forged from gold.

A man with fair skin, bare torso, extremely long earlobes, and four large drums with three-tomoe patterns engraved on his back was comfortably leaning on a throne made of pure gold.

He is none other than Enel, the god of Skypiea and a Logia-type Rumble-Rumble Fruit user.

Enel slowly opened his eyes, which had been closed, as if sensing something, and a playful yet cruel smile appeared on his lips.

"Oh? Another interesting person from Qinghai has arrived?"

Its aura seems considerably stronger than the previous weaklings.

He snapped his fingers lazily.

A tall, stout priest, dressed in a loose white jumpsuit, entered in response to the call and knelt respectfully on the ground.

"Have some people from Qinghai arrived?"

"Yes, Grandma Amazon said a group of people from Qinghai came in."

Enel commanded in an unquestionable tone, "Bring those newly arrived Qinghai people over here."