Going to Konomi

Merry's Revenge sliced through the waves, its dark hull and striking red and black sails standing out against the endless expanse of blue. I lounged on the figurehead—a graceful woman with flowing hair and robes, wielding a sword in one hand—while my mind wrestled with the challenge of turning an airship design from my journals into reality. In my two years in the One Piece world, I'd managed to recreate many of the inventions sketched in those pages. Some were straightforward, others more complex, but this airship had me stumped. The materials needed to bring it to life seemed almost nonsensical.

I gazed out at the horizon again. The sea was calm, a tranquil canvas stretching far and wide. I could only hope Nami was home—finally, a chance to recruit a proper navigator.

"Usopp! It's lunchtime—eat! Carmen made us some delicious seafood, and she even cooked your favorite—fish and chips!" Kaya called from the main deck, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue.

I gazed at her, taking in her beautiful, ethereal face. Who would have thought that I, as Usopp, would be so popular with girls? She dreamed of becoming a great doctor, so she took on the role of the ship's medic. But her knack for managing money also earned her the position of ship's treasurer.

"Coming, Kaya!"

I leaped off the figurehead, landing in front of her, and kissed her deeply. Just as my hands moved to caress her ass, she swatted them away with a playful slap and teased, "Let's eat first."

"I want a kiss, too, Captain!" I heard a voice from the wheel: Sham, with her teal-colored hair, looking at me with longing. 

"Let him eat first, Sham!" Kaya scolded her. 

Sham ignored the wheel and pounced me like a tigress while kissing me with her tongue digging through my mouth.

"Ahh, Captain's kiss is the best," Sham looked at me dreamily. She looked ravishing, so I kissed her some more, having fun with her ample bottom. 

But Kaya tugged on my ear and said, "Let's eat first. Sham! You were with Usopp this morning—why are you still so worked up?"

"I have the desire to mate with him every time I see him," Sham looked at my rising penis, "and I think Captain responded well."

"Let's eat first, Sham," I told her, but my hands were kneading her soft ass.

Sham reluctantly let go but still pressed herself close to me while Kaya trailed behind us.

We entered the Crew Recreation Room, where I spotted Carmen expertly cooking fish on the stove. When she glanced my way, she quickly averted her gaze, her cream-colored cheeks flushing a deep red.

I ate in silence, savoring her delicious food. If I planned to conquer the Grand Line, I'd need a top-notch chef on my ship. So, for the fifth time since we met, I made her an offer.

"Say, Carmen, how about joining my crew as our chef? We need the best, and you're the best there is—"

Carmen paused mid-meal, her eyes fixating on the bracelet around her wrist. Her hands trembled slightly, and her eyes grew distant, hollow.

Kaya gently placed a hand over hers, shooting me a pointed, disapproving glare.

"So, Captain, have you decided on your Pirate's flag?" Sham asked beside me.

"Wait, are we a pirate group?" Kaya, surprised by Sham's words, asked me.

"We're not pirates, Sham. We're honest, free adventurers seeking excitement, treasure, and all the wonders the world has to offer," I explained diplomatically.

"But Captain, we still need a name. How about the Great Stud Pirates?" Sham suggested with a mischievous grin.

"Sham, we're not pirates," Kaya scolded, rolling her eyes.

"Okay, how about the Gorgeous Nose?"

I chuckled. "I'll show you something, but let's finish eating first."

After we wrapped up our meal, I gathered them around and unveiled my latest creation. One of the perks of being reincarnated as Usopp was his knack for drawing.

"Behold!" I announced proudly, unfurling my hand-drawn flag before Kaya and Sham. Carmen, still in the kitchen, was busy cleaning up. The flag depicted a grinning, long-nosed skull in profile, adorned with curly black hair and a sniper headset, a crossbow bolt crossed behind it. It might not have been the most intimidating flag, but it was undeniably unique.

"The mighty emblem of the Brave Warrior Adventurers! All who see it shall tremble!" I declared with dramatic flair.

"That looks good, Captain! I love it!" Sham was clapping. She walked to me and kissed me in the mouth; I chewed on her lower lips.

Kaya sat at the table, cradling a warm cup of tea in her hands. "It's cute, Usopp. I like it. But doesn't it look a bit like a Jolly Roger?" she asked, her tone gentle.

I shot her a wounded look. "Cute? No, Kaya, it's meant to be terrifying! When people see this flag, they'll—"

"Run away laughing?" Carmen interjected from the kitchen, still wiping down the counter. Her eyes widened like a deer caught in headlights as we all turned to stare at her.

The silence hung awkwardly in the air until I crossed my arms, giving her a mock glare. "Hey! This flag stands for bravery, courage, and—"

"The best!" Sham chimed in confidently.

"And yet, you still can't navigate, Sham?" Kaya teased, her voice dripping with sweet amusement.

Sham glared at Kaya before quickly looking out at the horizon. "W-Well… navigating is hard, okay? The stars are moving too fast! Yeah, that's it! It's not my fault we got lost."

The truth was that Sham didn't know the first thing about reading celestial bodies. Kaya and I were the ones who pored over the stars every night, searching for familiar constellations, landmarks, or anything that could guide us. At the moment, we were near the Conomi Islands.

That place was dangerous—conquered by Arlong and his crew of fishmen. There was no way I could take on Arlong alone. Looking at Sham and Kaya, it was clear they couldn't handle a Grand Line fighter either. Carmen might be my only hope, but her control over her powers was still shaky, and the trauma of her past haunted her every night, leaving her vulnerable.

But I pushed those thoughts aside for now. My focus was on finding Nami. She was a talented navigator, a lovely lady, and relatively easy to impress. Plus, her sister was stunning, with tattoos that added to her allure—I've always had a thing for girls with tattoos.

Merry's Revenge drifted steadily across the calm waters of the East Blue, the wind at our backs. It was Kaya's turn at the helm, skillfully guiding the ship. Meanwhile, I decided to stock up on compact bombs and trick bolts. If I were to stand a chance against Arlong, I'd need every trick in the book. As an inventor and gunner, my strength lay in fighting from a distance, using clever tactics and plenty of firepower. It was time to replenish my arsenal.