Blueprint of an Airship

During the weeks of training in Flevance, they did wonders for us. The girls grew more toned, in tune with their powers, and closer as a team each day. We'd all settled into a comfortable rhythm here in the quiet forest of Flevance, pushing ourselves to the limit and honing skills I never imagined we'd all master.

Wyna was a natural at keeping us fed. With her fishwoman trait, she dived into the rivers and effortlessly caught many fish. Every evening, she'd bring fresh catches to keep our energy up. With her knowledge of poisons, Reiju had taken to foraging for safe plants. She explained each one she collected as she sorted the greens and herbs, giving us little lessons in poisons. Nojiko would summon a lot of edible fruits and grains from her versatile devil fruits and an ample supply of carrots for Carrots.

One evening, as we sat around the campfire, Reiju made an observation that caught me off guard. "You know," she started, leaning in with a smile, "I've noticed something interesting about your sperm, Usopp."

I blinked, looking up from the fish I was roasting. "My sperm? Where did you get that?"

Reiju chuckled, her eyes glinting in the firelight. "It pretty easy when one of your girls stored it inside a jar."

I looked at every girl I'd been with, and all of them seemed as surprised as me, except Sham, who was not looking my way.

"Seems like any girl who has contact with your sperm—whether from oral, anal, or vaginal, her talent seems to improve. Whether it's training, powers, even intuition, something substance in your cum induced a productive response to their body, making their potential grow, it looked fascinating, to be honest ."

The girls I've been with exchanged looks, some nodding as they thought about it. Kaya leaned in, smiling thoughtfully. "She might be right, Usopp. I've noticed it, too. I feel more focused recently, more capable."

I felt a surge of warmth and a hint of embarrassment at the attention they gave to my gunk, scratching the back of my head. "W-Well, you're welcome, I guess?" I offered with a laugh, trying to brush off the attention, but inside, I felt a sense of pride. It felt good to know I was helping everyone improve, even if it was just by fucking them.

Sham nudged me, her usual playful smirk in place. "Guess you've got a magic sperm, Captain. Just keep creaming us, alright?"

After the laughter settled and the fire died down a little, I decided it was time to reveal my next step. I stood up, took a deep breath, and felt the excitement building as I prepared to share my dream.

"We've spent much time here, getting stronger, and we're better than ever." I looked around, meeting each of their eyes in turn. "But there's still more to learn, more to discover. So, I've decided we will set sail to Swallow Island."

The crew murmured in surprise, exchanging curious looks. Reiju's gaze sharpened with interest, and Wyna tilted her oval-shaped head slightly, listening.

"Swallow Island?" Nojiko asked, leaning forward. "What's there?"

I couldn't hide the grin spreading across my face. "I've heard rumors that the surgeon of death, the captain of the Heart Pirates, has his base there. And his submarine—the Polar Tang—I want to meet whoever built that. It's supposed to be incredible."

Bellemere crossed her arms, a smirk playing on her lips. "So, you're hoping to find this shipwright or whoever helped build that submarine?"

"Exactly," I said, excitement buzzing in my chest. "There's so much we can learn from someone who's built something as unique and powerful as a submarine like the Polar Tang. This information could be invaluable if we keep upgrading the Merry's Revenge or even consider building something new."

Kaya's large eyes lit up, sharing in my enthusiasm. "This sounds amazing, Usopp. The surgeon of death is famous for his medical knowledge, too. I bet I could learn so much from him."

Reiju nodded thoughtfully, her fingers tapping against her chin. "The Surgeon of Death is known to be a tactical genius. Meeting him could give us insights, not just about shipbuilding, but also happenings worldwide."

The girls were catching onto the excitement. The prospect of meeting someone as famous as the surgeon of death and potentially learning from him fueled their anticipation.

Carrot's ears perked up, her face gleaming with excitement. "And maybe we can see his submarine up close! That'd be so cool!"

I nodded, feeling the energy of the crew lifting. "Exactly! So, we'll set sail tomorrow morning. Make sure you're all packed and ready."

As the crew broke into animated discussions, I felt pride. Over this past month, they'd become something like a family to me, and now, we had a new adventure to chase and sex to enjoy.

I looked out into the darkened forest, feeling the weight of the journey ahead and the thrill of what would come. I planned to meet my Dad but to meet him; I needed a strong crew and a formidable ship, which I would build when I met Wolf, Polar Tang's maker and a great inventor himself.

***

The smell of Carmen's cooking filled the air, enough to make any mouth water. She'd outdone herself tonight, preparing a feast that seemed to glow in the firelight—grilled fish, roasted vegetables, fruits from Nojiko's devil fruit power, and some incredible dessert she kept a secret until we finished the main course.

I looked around at the girls, laughing and talking as they waited for Carmen to serve the food. Moments like these reminded me of why I was out here, why I'd left home, and why I was constantly pushing myself to become stronger. Most of them were my girls, bound by my sperm, and maybe some shared dreams, trust, and a sense of purpose.

Just as Carmen began plating the food, I couldn't hold it in any longer. I reached into my satchel, pulling out the worn blueprint I'd been studying since my reincarnation here. It was a design I'd come across in an old, dusty journal buried beneath some chest in Syrup Village's forest. It was a design of an airship.

As everyone gathered closer, I spread the blueprint out on a smooth patch of grass beside the fire. "Alright, guys, I want to show you something I've been working on."

They crowded around, eyes wide with curiosity. I pointed to the design, tracing my finger along the outline of the airship's main structure. "This here is an airship. A ship that could sail the seas and soar through the skies."

Kaya's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Usopp, that's incredible! Imagine the places we could reach if we had something like this."

Bellemere leaned over, examining the details. "Looks ambitious. What kind of materials would we even need for something like that?"

"That's the problem," I admitted, scratching my head as I stared at the blueprint. "Some of the materials here I don't even recognize. It mentions 'Aquaferrum' for the coat and 'Adam Wood' for the frame. And then there's this strange engine component—a 'Cola Powered Core,' but I don't know what that even is."

Reiju raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "Aquaferrum, that sounds like material found only in specific regions in the Calm Belt."

"That's exactly why I want to find Trafalgar Law," I continued excitement building in my voice. "Law's submarine, the Polar Tang, is unlike anything else. It can dive deep, withstand pressure, and navigate the most dangerous parts of the Gra-I mean, seas. Whoever built that ship would probably know something about rare materials and complex engineering."

Wyna nodded thoughtfully, her calm gaze never leaving the blueprint. "A flying ship is almost too good to be true, but if there's a chance we could make it happen, that would be fascinating."

I grinned, feeling a spark of hope. "That's what I'm counting on. If we can meet Law, we can ask for his shipwright location, and they might give us the information we need to start building or even help us build."

Carrot bounced on her feet, her excitement barely contained. "Flying through the skies, hopping from island to island without worrying about the waves, it'd be amazing!"

Sham gave me a smirk. "Sounds like you're planning on making us the most elusive crew on the Grand Line, Captain. No one would see us coming."

"That's the idea," I said, my voice firm. "Imagine the advantages we'd have, not just against enemies but for exploration. We could chart places no one's ever seen, find routes others can't reach, and even escape danger if the situation got too rough."

I will find a mountain of gold on an island above the cloud, which was my first and foremost motivation for building the airship.

Kaya placed a hand on my shoulder, her round eyes warm with encouragement. "You've thought this through, Usopp. We're behind you. Whatever it takes to make this happen, we'll do it."

Carmen placed a bowl of roasted vegetables before me, giving me an approving smile. "Well, then, let's feast in honor of our airship dreams! And once we've met this death surgeon, we'll be one step closer to flying."

As I dove into the meal, laughter, and chatter filled the air. The blueprint lay in front of me. This was more than just a plan or a daydream—it was a mission—a mission to acquire as much gold as possible. I felt renewed determination as I looked around the girls, knowing they believed in this dream.

After accomplishing my dream, I would probably be the second person after the Great News Morgan to have an airship as our means of transportation, and I would prefer it that way.