Lady Bullseye

Path to Loguetown

Bellemere and Nojiko walked hand in hand toward the towering execution platform. Nojiko released her mom's hands and soaked herself in the atmosphere as the crowd moved around her.

"Nojiko! Let's come closer! I never got the chance when I was in the Marine!" Belle Mere excitedly ran toward the execution platform.

"Mom! Wait!" Nojiko hurriedly ran after her mom.

As the tall wooden platform, where Gold Roger had once faced his end, neared, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.

"Ah, this spot!" Her mom spread her arms wide, her large breasts bouncing with movements she made; she turned to face the marketplace as though addressing an audience. "This is where the Pirate King once stood! It's a pity that a corrupt marine had to end his glorious life!"

"Mom! Don't talk too loud!" Nojiko spun on her heel to address the dumbfounded onlookers. "Don't mind her! She didn't have her medicine yet this morning!"

Bellemere didn't care; she spun again, silently looking at the platform. "Who would've thought that a lot of marines in East Blue were so corrupt and rotten to let a bloodthirsty pirate rule in my place? Kidnapping one of my daughters…"

Nojiko slowly walked behind her mother."Mom…, Do you want to go back to Cocoyashi? We're still in East Blue, you know?"

"Nah, Nami was an unruly brat; I knew she would just leave us behind; what better way to surprise her than to leave her first?"

"Mom. Sometimes I don't know how your mind works, but I love you." Nojiko hugged her mother from behind—a wave of emotional happiness enveloping her young heart.

Nojiko caught a child, glancing curiously at her before the child's mother unconsciously pulled her away, muttering something about being 'so sweet' to her daughter.

"We will leave East Blue tomorrow, and if my guess is correct, the Captain wants to go to the Grand Line for an adventure. Do you think we can survive that, Mom? The Grand Line, I mean."

"That long-nosed brat has something in him I couldn't put my finger on. Every Time he finished inside me, I could feel something in me increasing, my mind sharpened, my body energized, I could even sense people's emotions now."

"I felt it too, Mom."

"Hei, Bellemere."

Nojiko froze for a moment. The tone was rough, calm, and distinctly unimpressed. Slowly, she turned around. Standing before her was a tall man, rugged with a stern, piercing gaze. He slung his rifle across his back; his leather jacket fluttered slightly in the breeze. The man's presence was commanding.

"Daddy Masterson," her mom said. Nojiko knew the guy from one of the newspapers, the infamous sharpshooter of East Blue.

"What brings a man of your caliber here?" Mom said to the rugged man calmly, quickly looking at the man's rifle on his back. "I've lost my will to wield a rifle since that thing couldn't save me from my misery."

Daddy crossed his arms. "Many of my colleagues claim you're the best marksman or woman in this area. Quickly rank to Captain because you are accurate in wielding a rifle. Care to prove it?"

Nojiko saw her mom's disinterested gaze and felt surprised that the crazy lady she called Mom had such a reputation.

"Didn't I say I'm no longer interested in a competition?"

Daddy only eyed Usopp's made rifle on her mother's back, then removed a fruit with a strange swirly pattern."I got this strange-looking fruit from a seller from Taya Kingdom, and that south blue bounty hunter wanted to sell it cheaply. Beat me, and they're yours."

"I don't need any help to have a good aim."

Nojiko looked at the fruit, its swirly patterns hypnotizing her. Of all the girls in Usopp's crew, she alone couldn't contribute to fighting-related activities. Even her Mom was known by people outside of Syrup Village for her marksmanship.

"You may not need it, but your brat looked like she wanted it."

"Who do you call a brat, idiot!"

"Mom!" Nojiko forcefully retained her mother," Let's return to the ship."

Nojiko looked one last time at the fruit. Its green color looked good in the sunlight. Nojiko could only imagine what this fruit held.

Nojiko felt her Mom's struggle lessen."I'll take your offer," Her Mom said.

Nojiko was surprised; she looked at her mom, who looked back at her knowingly.

"There's one more thing. If I win, you will acknowledge that I'm the greatest sharpshooter there is," Daddy continued, his voice steady, "and you gave me that sleek-looking rifle."

Nojiko gulped. Her heart pounded. What if her Mom lost it? That sleek rifle Usopp had gifted her Mom looked expensive. Nojiko didn't want to disappoint her savior, their savior and lover.

"Mom. Let's go back to the ship."

"I agree." Her Mom said with finality.

Nojiko could only sigh. She was calm between her, Nami, and her mom, while her baby sister and mother were always brash and headstrong and agreed to a challenge.

Daddy Masterson smirked at her mother.

***

The crowd parted, forming a makeshift arena for the duel. The open space in the heart of Loguetown was buzzing with excitement, a few bystanders muttering amongst themselves. Daddy Masterson stood tall, adjusting the strap of his rifle. Bellemere, meanwhile, drew her rifle, which her young lovers and current captain made.

It was sleek, almost advanced-looking, and had dual optics at different intervals. The long-nosed brat said he had crafted it with his hands, tweaking it to perfection. Armed with his custom-made bullets, Bellemere felt she could easily win this competition.

"Ready when you are," Daddy said, pulling out his rifle, his eyes narrowing.

Bellemere grinned, recalling her younger days in the Marines. "Alright! Prepare to witness your humiliating defeat!"

Bellemere fired a bullet into the air; it arced gracefully before bursting overhead with a loud bang, sending a thick cloud of smoke across the arena.

"Nice try," Daddy muttered. He aimed through the smoke and fired a single, precise shot. The bullet cut through the haze, flying toward Bellemere's head.

But Bellemere dodged at the last second, the bullet whizzing past her pierced ear.

"Heh, close, but not close enough!" Bellemere shouted, quickly firing another bullet into her opponent.

A glowing bullet shot out of her rifle, transforming into a flaming explosion mid-flight. It swooped down, heading straight for Daddy's position.

Bellemere heard a shocked exclaim from her daughter in the crowd. Even she was shocked by this ridiculous trick bullet's versatility.

Daddy responded without hesitation, shooting the fiery bullet out of the air with pinpoint accuracy, causing it to explode harmlessly in the sky.

The crowd gasped in awe at Daddy's precision.

"Impressive," Daddy said, his tone flat but with a hint of approval. "I wanted that sleek-looking rifle even more."

Bellemere wiped a bead of sweat from her brow. He's good. She looked at the fruit and her daughter. Think, Bellemere. You've got to outsmart him.

Daddy took another shot, and Bellemere barely had time to react this time. The bullet grazed her arm, tearing through her scarred skin. She winced; she looked at the symbols on her bullets; it was S for the smoke, F for the fire. The brat probably wrote those things to make it easier to differentiate.

She pulled out a bullet marked "Chloroball." She didn't know what it did, but its green color caught her interest.

She loaded it with a quick and practiced hand movement and fired just as Daddy fired his. The green-colored bullet soared through the air, landing just feet before Daddy. It collided with Daddy's bullet and exploded into a thick, green cloud of gas.

Daddy then stepped back, covering his mouth. His sharp eyes darted through the cloud, trying to locate Bellemere.

Bellemere quickly fired another bullet; it had no written word, probably only regular bullets. She aimed carefully through the lingering smoke. 

The bullet flew with lightning speed, too fast for Daddy to react. It slammed into the ground just before his feet, exploding with enough force to knock him off balance. Daddy stumbled, his rifle slipping from his hands.

Bellermere grinned, panting heavily. "Looks like I won!"

Daddy staggered, catching his breath before straightening up. His lips curled into a small, respectful smile. "Not bad, Bellemere. Not bad at all. So that's why they call you the Lady Bullseye."

He approached Bellemere, handing over the fruit. "A deal's a deal. These are yours. I got this from a penniless Grand Liner."

Bellemere took the fruit with her slender hands. She gave it to her daughter's hands.

"These… "These are amazing, Mom," Nojiko said, her voice quiet momentarily before her mature nature returned. "But next time, you should not act on impulse; what if the bullet hit you? You know how I felt watching you duel with bullets, and I'm standing here worried about you?"

"Nojiko, don't scold me in public, please?"

The townspeople slowly returned to their business, but Bellemere and Nojiko lingered by the execution platform; she stared at Daddy's retreating.

"That man was mysterious," she whispered to herself. "Who would bet a devil fruit just to know who is better at marksmanship."

As the crowd dispersed and the excitement of the duel faded, Bellemere felt a new sense of pride wash over her. She was still good with her marksmanship. The fishmen were an abnormal bunch to crush her in battle quickly. Speaking of fishmen, the brat, her new lover and captain, decided to acquire one for his amusement—a big-boobed octopus fish woman who always stays far away from her and her daughter.

"Let's go back, Mom," Nojiko grabbed her hands.

With a spring in her step, her daughter walked back through Loguetown, eager to meet with her new friends.

***

Merry's Revenge swayed gently in Loguetown's harbor as the sun dipped into the horizon. The newly formed explorer crew gathered on the large table on the main deck, their spirits high after a day full of explorations. I was surprised when I saw the swirly patterned fruit in Nojiko's hand. Where did he get that fruit?

"I'm telling you, it was exhilarating!" Bellemere said as she hugged me from the back, her large, cushiony boobs firmly pressing my back, making my tired dick harden a little."I didn't know that bullets can have fire, smoke, and biological weapons; you're a genius brat," he hugged me tighter, shit my horny body, "and there was something strange happening to my body. It felt like I could sense where he wanted to shoot. It felt weird, but it saved me." She kissed me on the cheeks.

Sitting cross-legged on a barrel, Kaya watched her with a gentle smile. "I'm glad you both were safe," she said softly. "I found something special too! This weapon can shoot my medical concoctions! It'll let me help on the battlefield without fighting directly."

Nojiko's eyes lit up as she looked over the sleek medical gun Kaya held in her hands. "Ah, brilliant!" she said. "I think some of us find good rewards for ourselves."

"I think we all did," Kaya said, her face brightening. "

Aerwyna, the fishwoman swordswoman, shifted on her feet. She was still getting used to her crewmates but smiled at their banter. Her six arms tucked under the table gave her an air of fluency, but she didn't mind. She smoothed her two new swords, sheathed in their respective sheath.

While lounging by the ship's wheel, Carmen flicked her tousled hair back and laughed elegantly. "Ah, darling, you've got to have more flair! Like when I won this glorious elephant bluefin tuna! The crowd was speechless."

The crew laughed, the air light with laughter.

 As late afternoon came, they sat together in a circle on the main deck, sipping sake and eating the delicious elephant bluefin tuna. I looked at the opened map of North Blue and Reverse Mountain, weighted in the corners by stones.

"We are going here," I said, looking at Swallow Island. A copy of the designed ship from my old, worn journal was on my side."We will build our flagship here before we go to The Grand Line. This sea is notorious for strong people, so we must be more careful and train harder."

Kaya smiled gently at me, her eyes soft. "Can we visit Flevance Usopp? It was My Papa's hometown."

"Kaya, you know that Flevance has been destroyed since that incident, right?"

"I know. I just wanted to visit where my parents used to grow up."

"Okay, then, it's decided! We will stop at Flevance and then go to Swallow!"

The crew cheered, clinking their cups together as they prepared to sail for the North Blue.

"But Cap?" Sham raised her right hand."Why is north blue, though?"

I looked at all the women gathered around the main deck. All of them, including Kaya, are waiting for my response. I stood up, went to the hidden compartment under the Vault, and picked up my old, worn journal and drawing.

I returned to the main deck, bringing my old, worn notebook and a rolled parchment of my drawing.

The crew looked at me with a sense of anticipation.

"I found this notebook in the forest of Syrup Island. It has a lot of interesting inventions, and that's where I got my inspiration." I then opened my blueprint, an airship that could travel into the air. " This is an airship. But I want a ship that could go underwater as well. There was someone in Swallow who could do that. That's why I wanted to go there. To build a ship that can fly and dive."

All the crew looked at me in silence.

"And we will extend our stay here until tomorrow; this city reminds me of home," I continued. I looked at Loguetown again; this city is similar to Napoli.

The following day, as dawn broke, the Black Dawn set sail. The ship reflected the crew's unity: sleek, black and red sails billowed in the wind. It was small but sturdy, built for adventure. The figurehead, a woman with a sword in one hand, gave the ship a touch of charm that matched the crew's unique spirit.

"To the Grand Line!" Usopp shouted from the bow, raising his fist to the sky. "Let the world know that the Revengers are coming!"

Kaya stood beside him, her kind eyes filled with determination. Carmen leaned against the mast, her hair blowing dramatically in the wind, while Korina carefully adjusted the sails with her many arms, a newfound confidence shining in her eyes.

I asked my harem, I mean crew, to prepare to sail, but a loud female voice came from below deck. The voice belonged to a marine with red-rimmed glasses, short blue hair, and a sword strapped on her right waist.