Uchiha Puppet Master, Starting from One Piece.

"Did you really make this?"

"correct."

"Aren't you new here? You're not familiar with the ingredients in the kitchen, are you?"

"I memorized it after just a quick glance."

"How long has this meat been stewing?"

"One hour."

What seasonings were used?

"secret."

Rangiku fell silent.

She put down her fork, picked up her wine glass, and solemnly walked up to Mirajane.

Mirajane.

"Ok?"

"From today onwards, you are the person I respect most."

Mirajane was amused by her earnestness.

"Isn't that a bit much?"

"No, this is a very serious matter."

Rangiku's expression was very serious.

"In this world, nothing is more respectable than someone who can cook."

She tilted her head back and finished the drink in her glass, then clasped her hands together and bowed deeply to Mirajane.

"Please accept my deepest respect."

Mirajane was both amused and exasperated, and quickly helped her up.

"Alright, alright, sit down and eat, the food's getting cold."

Rangiku was pushed back into her seat, but her eyes remained full of adoration.

Yachiru picked up a piece of fish and chewed it slowly, her smile becoming even gentler.

"Hmm~"

She let out a satisfied sigh.

"This smell reminds me of a place from a long time ago~"

Bai Yu glanced at her, but Yachiru didn't continue speaking. She just kept eating, her face bearing that ever-present gentle smile.

Robin sipped his vegetable soup, looking at Mirajane with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Miraja, in your original world, you must have been more than just a little bit skilled, right?"

Mirajane paused for a moment as she picked up some food.

She looked up into Robin's eyes, those dark pupils held no scrutiny, no probing, only pure curiosity.

Mirajane smiled.

"In my original world, I cooked a lot of the meals for the guild."

"union?"

"Yes, it's an organization similar to a pirate crew. Our guild has a lot of members."

Mirajane smiled, a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.

"I guess so, but it's the best place I've been in all these years, apart from here."

Bai Yu remained silent. He ate his meal quietly, occasionally taking a sip of wine, watching the group of women make a ruckus.

A faint smile always lingered at the corners of his mouth; it wasn't very obvious, but it was definitely there.

The party was very lively.

The sun had completely set, and the stars began to light up one by one. The starlight and the lights of the Dawn were reflected on the sea, creating a scene as beautiful as a painting.

On the deck, music, laughter, and the clinking of glasses mingled together, creating a lively atmosphere.

Kanna was full and slumped in her chair, her belly round and full, still holding a piece of fruit in her hand, taking bites here and there.

Rangiku had drunk a lot of alcohol; her face was as red as a boiled shrimp, and she was starting to slur her words, but she kept drinking.

Yachiru sat on the mast, a glass of wine in his hand, sipping slowly, a gentle smile on his face, watching everything on the deck.

Artoria was eating very seriously; she had already emptied more than thirty plates and was now attacking her fortieth.

Robin didn't eat much; she spent most of her time watching everyone with a satisfied smile on her face.

Mirajane sat next to Bai Yu, holding a glass of wine and sipping it slowly.

Looking at the group of people in front of her, a strange feeling welled up inside her.

These people, whom she had only known for less than two days, gave her a feeling she hadn't had in a long time.

That's the feeling of family.

They weren't the kind of family members from Fairy Tail, but a different kind—equally warm and equally precious.

She glanced at Bai Yu, who was gazing at the distant sea, lost in thought.

"What are you thinking about?"

Mirajane asked.

Bai Yu withdrew his gaze and looked at her.

"I'm wondering what you're going to make for breakfast tomorrow."

Mirajane paused for a moment, then laughed.

"What do you want to eat?"

"casual."

"Doing whatever you want is the hardest thing to do."

"Then you decide what to do."

Mirajane pursed her lips, but said nothing more.

After a few rounds of drinks, Rangiku completely let loose.

She stood up from her chair, swayed as she walked up to Mirajane, and squinted as she looked her up and down.

"Miraje~"

Her voice was drawn out, thick with the effects of alcohol.

"what happened?"

Mirajane looked at her.

"I have a question for you."

"ask."

"You have such a great figure, how do you maintain it?"

Mirajane was taken aback.

Rangiku continued speaking, gesturing with her hands.

"Look at your chest, look at your waist, look at your legs, your proportions are just too incredible!"

Mirajane was both amused and exasperated. Before she could answer, Robin spoke up.

"I'm curious too."

Robin held his wine glass, leaned back in his chair, a slight flush on his face, and his eyes were more languid than usual.

Mirajane was a little embarrassed by the praise.

"You mustn't do this..."

Don't be shy~

Rangiku moved even closer, almost touching Mirajane.

"Come on, tell us, do you have some secret? Like a special training method, or some kind of magical blessing?"

Yachiru had somehow climbed down from the mast and stood behind Mirajane, smiling gently.

"I'd like to know too!"

Her voice was very soft and gentle, but for some reason, Mirajane felt a chill run down her spine when she heard it.

Yachiru tilted his head, his gentle eyes looking at Mirajane's back.

"Your bone structure is very good, is it natural?"

Mirajane swallowed and nodded.

"It must be innate..."

Yachiru smiled, a very gentle smile.

"That's great!"

Artoria put down her fork, wiped her mouth, and looked at Mirajane.

Her expression remained serious, but what she said stunned everyone.

"From a knight's perspective, your physique is indeed excellent. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs—this kind of build is very advantageous in combat, allowing you to maintain agility while also exerting power."

She paused, then added.

"Besides, it must be difficult to find a breastplate that fits you properly, right?"

Mirajane: "..."

The entire room fell silent for a second.