One Piece: sign-in to Ryujin Jakka

The crystal ball shimmered ominously, still displaying the terrifying vision—the destruction of Fish-Man Island.

"No... how is this possible? Didn't White Dove destroy the Noah's Ark already?! Why is the island still doomed?!"

Inside the Mermaid Café, the beautiful shopkeeper Shyarly, a renowned fortune-teller with a perfect accuracy rate of 100%, clenched her trembling hands.

Her heart had felt restless, an unease she couldn't shake.

To ease her anxiety, she had peered into the crystal ball, and what she saw shook her to her core.

Fish-Man Island… destroyed.

At first, she thought it must be the arrival of Noah's Ark.

But then, White Dove appeared—no, Admiral White Dove, Roman—and prevented the disaster.

She'd believed the crisis had been averted.

But now... the same prophecy outcome repeated itself.

The destruction had not been stopped.

This time, her heart sank to the depths of the ocean floor.

No, she must warn King Neptune!

Without delay, Shyarly shot out of the café, swimming swiftly toward the palace.

At that moment, Neptune arrived where Roman hovered in the air.

With a soft exhale, Roman retracted his Armament Haki and the power of the Illusion-Illusion Fruit, slowly descending from the sky.

"Admiral White Dove," Neptune greeted him with deep gratitude, "you've done so much—not only saving Shirahoshi, but also the entire Fish-Man Island."

Then, as if remembering something, Neptune turned to the shy mermaid princess beside him.

"Shirahoshi, what do you think of Admiral White Dove? Do you… like him?"

The question caught her off guard. Shirahoshi blinked, stunned, before her porcelain face flushed a lovely pink.

Her heart fluttered.

Even without that system's 100% affection meter, Shirahoshi had long admired Roman.

He had been the one to save her from the emotional prison of her past.

Bashfully lowering her head, her voice was as soft as a whisper.

"…I like Roman. A lot."

As soon as she spoke, she buried her head shyly, like a startled ostrich.

A gentle chuckle escaped Neptune. "White Dove, your help is beyond measure. No reward could ever match our gratitude."

He paused and then said seriously:

"How about this—since my daughter clearly holds feelings for you, shall we arrange a marriage contract?"

At his words, silence swept the group.

The three princes— Fukaboshi, Ryuboshi, and Manboshi—all turned toward Roman, their expressions solemn.

Even Ain and Stella, who had just arrived, looked shocked beyond words.

Shirahoshi—Princess of Fish-Man Island—was not just beautiful, she was royalty!

But…

Ain didn't know why. Her chest tightened.

Jealousy?

Bitterness?

It felt like something precious was being taken from her.

Even with all her training, she couldn't suppress the wave of emotions inside.

"Your Majesty," she interjected, trying to remain calm, "Princess Shirahoshi is indeed stunning, but… her size…"

Neptune merely smiled.

"Ain, there's no need to worry. Female mermaids, once grown, can freely alter their body size. Their tails split into legs. Even if they marry humans, their children will be human, just perhaps better at swimming."

Hearing this, Ain fell silent.

Roman could only smile helplessly.

Was the king trying to… sell his daughter?

But then he noticed Shirahoshi's wide, expectant eyes. There was no hiding her hope.

With a soft chuckle, Roman said, "Your Majesty, I don't oppose the idea. But Shirahoshi has only just left the Hard-Shell Tower. Wouldn't this be… too sudden?"

"I don't think so!"

Shirahoshi exclaimed before anyone else could respond, cheeks blazing red.

Her eagerness stunned the entire group.

And then—

Laughter erupted.

She buried her face again, embarrassed beyond belief.

"Hahaha!" Neptune laughed heartily. "White Dove, it looks like Shirahoshi can't wait. Just say yes already!"

Roman gazed at her fondly. The adorably bashful mermaid made his heart feel light.

But suddenly—

"Your Majesty! Trouble! Terrible trouble!!"

A shout rang out.

Shyarly arrived, face pale, swimming with all her might.

Neptune's expression turned grim.

"Shyarly?" He recognized her immediately—her predictions were never wrong.

"What happened?!"

His heart tightened.

Fish-Man Island, always cursed with calamities…

But then he glanced at Roman.

'No. Not this time. With White Dove here, no matter what danger comes… We'll survive.'

Roman's gaze sharpened. Without delay, he released the peak ability of his Observation Haki.

Future Sight—he could glimpse five minutes into the future.

And in that very moment, his face turned pale.

He had seen it.

Something massive.

Something that wrapped around the island.

A sea dragon-shaped Sea King—more than 10,000 meters in length.

It was poised to pierce through the bubble shield of Fish-Man Island at any moment!

Shyarly arrived beside Neptune, breathless and trembling.

"Your Majesty… Fish-Man Island is about to be destroyed!"

She inhaled deeply and explained, "I thought it was Noah's Ark, but even with the crisis gone, my prophecy hasn't changed!"

"Can you predict the exact time?!" Neptune asked urgently.

Shyarly shook her head, her expression filled with dread.

"No… I can't see the estimated time. But…"

"…in about five minutes," Roman said coldly, eyes cast upward.

Neptune didn't question him.

At White Dove's level, jokes didn't exist in moments like these.

"What is it, White Dove? What could destroy Fish-Man Island? Is there a way to stop it?!"

"If I'm not mistaken," Roman said slowly, "it's a sea dragon-type Sea King. Its body is at least ten thousand meters long."

The moment those words dropped, everyone's pupils shrank in horror.

And as if on cue—

From the outer seas beyond Fish-Man Island…

A shadow surged.

A colossal figure tore through the ocean waves and entered their view.