One Piece: Hell Pirates

She had a stunning face—youthful charm blended perfectly with a mature allure. Her delicate features, fair skin, and elegant figure gave her an irresistible beauty that made it impossible to look away.

There were villains who robbed women. Hypocrites who faked kindness to save them. And those so-called "righteous" heroes who flirted around without doing anything real.

But Brook? Nah, he wasn't like them. He wanted his life full of wild and wonderful experiences right from the start. All he ever wanted was to give a beautiful woman a warm home. What's wrong with that?

That kiss left Stussy looking breathtaking—arched brows, seductive eyes, rosy cheeks, and cherry-red lips on a face like sculpted jade. Her skin glowed, pure and pale like freshly fallen snow.

Brook's eyes wandered to the soft skin exposed between her collar, her proud curves peeking through. Her body emitted a faint, captivating fragrance that left him a little drunk on the moment.

"Brother Brook~"

Stussy looked at him dreamily, face flushed and eyes clouded with emotion. She clung to him, arms looped around his neck, her legs wrapped around his waist like a kitten hanging on tightly.

In that moment, Brook felt like his whole spirit was shaking. Damn, I'm still just a guy!

He took another look at the blonde bombshell in his arms. Stussy's slim figure wrapped in a light pink dress, long legs out on display, cheeks flushed, lips parted slightly. This kind of seduction? Even an old monk would fold.

With a wave of his hand, Brook shut the door to the Poneglyph Archive. A ghostly chill sealed the entrance, forming a several-meter-thick ice wall to block everything out.

He leapt onto the stone slabs of the Poneglyphs, Stussy still in his arms. There wasn't a bed here—only two massive Poneglyph stones.

And yet, that bastard Brook had the audacity to use these sacred historical texts as a bed, giving up his first time in the One Piece world right on top of ancient history. Absolutely ridiculous.

…But somehow, that made it even more exciting.

Their scattered clothes cushioned the stone. A soft, melodic song floated through the library, echoing off the walls like a haunting love ballad, lingering long after it ended...

As the old saying goes: A moment in spring is worth more than gold. In passion, we are all villains reborn. Rain falls, birds sing, hearts rise and fall—together we share a fleeting slice of paradise. The beauty sings, the man gallops, and heat roars in the mind. All we want is to lose ourselves in the fire.

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No one knows how much energy Brook spent in that "battle." He always kept control—but even so, Stussy was clearly a little overwhelmed.

Even with the powers of the Mythical Zoan: Siren Fruit, mastery over Rokushiki (Six Powers), and being part of the rare Ice Witch race, she still suffered some frostbite. Good thing she wasn't frozen solid by the deathly aura of the Underworld!

Later, in the afterglow, Brook—the so-called wise man—noticed Stussy frowning in slight discomfort. He pulled her close gently, and that soft touch made her smile, momentarily forgetting her aching body.

"Brother Brook… was I your first woman?"

Her voice was soft, curious, tinged with a little mischief.

From beneath the pile of discarded clothes, her flawless body lay against his—devilish curves, bare skin glowing in the faint light, looking effortlessly seductive.

"Yeah, my little beauty~"

Brook stroked her smooth back tenderly, letting her feel his sincerity.

"Brother Brook~"

Stussy smiled, burying her face into his chest, arms hugging him close. For a moment, they just stayed there in quiet comfort, savoring the peace.

After the intimate moment, Brook helped her dress again. There was a small dark red stain on his black coat—barely visible, but still there.

"Brother Brook," Stussy whispered shyly, cheeks tinted pink as she noticed the stain, "when you change later, remember to return these clothes to me."

Brook chuckled and hugged her from behind, admiring how lovely she looked in that pink dress. Her blonde bob framed her flushed face perfectly, a faint girlish scent lingering around her.

"No problem. You go rest when we get back. I'll have Hera—my somersault cloud—carry you."

With a casual gesture, he shattered the ice barrier at the door. Waiting outside was Hera, Brook's second mount, the fluffy white cloud. Brook gently carried Stussy onto Hera's soft surface.

He didn't even bother closing the door afterward—left it wide open for fresh air.

As they descended, an administrator of the Tree of Knowledge peeked out from a nearby office, trembling slightly when he saw Brook.

The man cautiously approached the now-open door to the Poneglyph Archive, confused but determined to fulfill his duties. Why were those two pirates inside for so long? Were they studying ancient texts or something?

But he didn't question it too deeply. He just stepped inside to shut the door—and paused. There was a strange smell in the air. He frowned, confused, but shrugged and locked up.

Little did he know… there were now water stains—and even a faint trace of blood—on the sacred Poneglyph stones. If any scholars discovered that, it would've caused an uproar.

Meanwhile, Brook sat next to Stussy on Hera as she leaned her head gently on his shoulder. She smiled faintly, and Hera floated layer by layer back down through the tree.

By the time they reached the lower levels of the Tree of Knowledge, Brook hopped off Hera while Stussy stayed floating beside him. No one could tell what had happened… for now. But the energy between them had changed completely.

It was only a matter of time before the rest of the crew noticed. Brook didn't mind. He'd tell them when the time came.

He was the leader of the Hell Pirates, after all. What was there to hide? Right now, he just wanted Stussy to rest quietly and avoid running into Big Mom or Shakky before she'd recovered.

Brook made sure not to disturb the rest of the crew. They were all still immersed in reading—two or three hours in and still going strong. Turns out, nothing motivates learning like genuine interest.

He brought Stussy back to the golden spaceship. After changing her into something fresh, Stussy carefully folded the blood-stained outfit and kept it like a treasured keepsake.

Brook left her to rest and hopped back onto Hera. He had one last thing to check—Golden Lion Shiki's progress.

How long would it take to get this whole island floating? Temporary levitation and semi-permanent suspension were two totally different beasts. It'd take a ton of Devil Fruit energy.

And after that, Shiki still had to pilot the entire island back to the New World. One hell of a job.

Brook whistled as Hera lifted him up through the sky. He felt like dancing from sheer satisfaction—nearly breaking out into a funky jig like some island uncle.

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Brook was humming a tune from his previous life again, grinning like an idiot as he soared through the sky. Today was definitely a day worth remembering.

Thinking about Stussy's graceful curves, Brook figured there was no way he could focus on training today. Screw it—he'd just take the day off and enjoy the moment.

Inside the golden spaceship, in Stussy's pink-hued boudoir, she was tossing and turning beneath the sheets. Her face was flushed with excitement and embarrassment, but there was also a dull ache in her lower body and a lingering chill in her stomach.

"Turns out, not every woman is cut out to be Brother Brook's girl," she muttered to herself.

"Shakky's strength might not be on my level now, but with her Mythical Zoan—Vampire Vampire Fruit—she should be able to enhance her physique fast. As for Big Mom..."

Stussy recalled Charlotte Linlin's monstrous physical power. Even when Brook used the Navy's advanced Six Powers Finger Pistol, he couldn't pierce that steel-balloon body of hers.

Still, she'd noticed that Brook clearly preferred petite women. With Linlin's massive frame, Brook would basically be like using a toothpick to stir a jar. That kind of experience had to be horrible.

This gave her even more confidence in winning Brook's favor. Her real competition wasn't Linlin or Shakky. It was the captain of the Ewald Pirates—the first affiliate group under the Hell Pirates—Teach Angel, the user of the Charm-Charm Fruit.

That woman was dangerously attractive and matched Brook's tastes more than anyone. But she wasn't a core crew member and had never officially joined the Hell Pirates. She always stayed back on the golden spaceship.

That was her weakness.

As the saying goes—love grows with time. And with Teach Angel rarely around, she had no way of developing her relationship with Brook like Stussy could.

Smiling smugly, Stussy eventually drifted off into sleep, her throat sore, her body aching, but her heart filled with satisfaction.

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In the Tree of Knowledge, Shakky and Linlin were completely absorbed in reading ancient texts, unaware that little green-tea Stussy had pulled ahead and scored big with Brook.

Despite being the last to board the ship, Stussy was the first to win Brook's affection. Trained as an elite CP agent, she understood men's psychology better than most. Her blend of innocent charm and seductive sweetness was damn near irresistible.

Meanwhile, Newgate led a squad to notify the O'Hara clan that they'd be relocating the entire island. The goal was to keep things orderly, prevent panic, and avoid any mass exodus.

Kaido, naturally suited for the "bad guy" role, stomped around yelling at everyone to stay inside, not cause chaos, and absolutely not run.

Tiger and Scaredo were more than happy to let the hot-headed Kaido do the dirty work. They focused on organizing things behind the scenes, urging residents to stay indoors and prepare for a full lockdown.

The islanders had heard rumors of a pirate invasion and expected the worst—looting, killing, destruction. But weirdly enough, the Hell Pirates didn't burn or steal a thing. They just told everyone to stay put.

This... wasn't normal pirate behavior.

Still, with their lives and homes untouched, the people complied, hoping the strange pirates would just move on.

What they didn't know was that the Hell Pirates had bigger plans—they were about to literally move the whole damn island.

Only when the land began to float would the people of O'Hara realize what was happening.

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Elsewhere, Brook found Golden Lion Shiki, who was pouring every ounce of power into his Float-Float Fruit, focusing on lifting the entire island of O'Hara. He'd already been at it for hours—and it showed.

As a boss with a conscience and a good sense of brotherhood, Brook figured it was time to hype him up and toss him a juicy carrot.

"Shiki, man, you're really killin' it!"

Brook tossed a chilled bottle of red wine toward the golden-maned pirate.

Shiki caught it effortlessly and grinned. "Yo, Brother Brook! It's nothin', really! I'll have this whole island flying in no time!"

He popped the cork and guzzled the wine like a man possessed.

Brook could see the sweat trickling down Shiki's forehead, though. He wasn't fooling anyone. Floating an entire island permanently was no joke—even for someone with Shiki's mastery of the Float-Float Fruit.

But Shiki was a proud man. He'd never admit he was struggling.

Brook leaned in with a grin. "Man, you're the real MVP of the crew. Seriously, our Hell Pirates are what they are because of guys like you. Your fruit power? Unmatched. No one else could pull this off."

Shiki's chest swelled with pride, the praise fueling him like a drug. He threw aside the empty wine bottle and got right back to work, pumping out Float-Float energy like a man on a mission. The whole island trembled slightly—it was working.

He was determined to prove himself, surpass Redfield, and become the undisputed second-in-command of the Hell Pirates.

Right now, his bounty was tied with Newgate and Linlin, but Redfield still had the edge. Shiki was itching to close that gap.

"Hahahaha! Just watch, Brother Brook—I'll make this island fly like a goddamn bird!"

Brook clapped him on the back. "I'm gonna make a giant banner with your name and hang it right on the Golden Island! The world's gonna know your name, Shiki!"

Shiki's eyes lit up like fireworks. Most pirate ships only flew the main crew's flag—personal banners were rare as hell. And Brook was offering him one?

Hell yeah!

"And that's not all," Brook added. "Once we start growing, once the Hell Pirates expand even more, I'll set up a Hall of Fame. And guess what? Your name's going up first."

Shiki's heart was pounding now. "Brother Brook... you serious?"

"As underworld is my witness," Brook said with a grin, "you'll be the first legend of the Hall of Fame. Let the world admire you."

And just like that, Shiki roared with laughter and unleashed his full power. The air around the island shimmered. O'Hara began to rise...

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