One Piece: Ero Saiyan

Valentine approached Peter and stood in front of him, then gracefully closed the umbrella with yellow and blue stripes.

She lifted the hem of her skirt slightly and gave a courteous bow.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. President. I am your primary unit leader, Mikita, and my codename is Miss Valentine."

As she bowed, Peter's eyes casually scanned her figure.

Compared to the mature and intellectual Robin, Mikita, who was 22 years old, seemed youthful and energetic, like a lemon, both sweet and tart.

"Come closer."

The voice of the new president rang in her ears. Mikita raised her head without hesitation and met Peter's scrutinizing gaze.

In that moment, her heart tightened with unease, like a deer staring at a wild predator.

"P-President?"

Her voice trembled slightly, unaware that her nervousness stirred something in Peter—a sense of amusement and interest.

He smiled and said:

"You're great. From now on, stay by my side, just like Robin."

"Robin? Is that the real name of the Vice President?"

Mikita glanced at Robin, who stood expressionless nearby. She let out a quiet breath and nodded cheerfully.

"Sir, I promise I won't let you down."

She had no idea what awaited her, but she felt proud to be treated on equal footing with the Vice President.

In her eyes, if she worked hard and made a good impression on the president, it wouldn't be long before she became the second Vice President of Baroque Works.

Hiding her excitement, she invited both Peter and Robin into the carriage.

The vehicle was shaped like a giant mushroom, with rounded glass windows on all sides.

After helping them board, she whispered the destination to the turtle, Pinchy, then entered the carriage herself.

But as soon as she stepped inside, her expression changed, and a shadow fell over her eyes.

Peter and Robin were sitting side by side, his arm draped affectionately around her shoulder.

In fact, Robin was nestled in his lap, and her breasts, as Mitishita saw it from her angle, appeared distorted from the intense pressure.

"Haha… Are they that close already?!"

That annoying Robin had gotten close to the new president right after Crocodile's fall… Turns out, she's the biggest obstacle in my way!

Although she didn't know the full story, Mikita's imagination went wild. She stood at the door, biting her teeth in frustration, wearing a mix of emotions on her face.

When Peter noticed her hesitation, he said:

"Come in and have a seat… I'll explain your duties shortly."

"Yes! Of course..."

She snapped out of her thoughts and responded awkwardly, but didn't move from her spot.

The president asked me to sit… but where? In front of him? Or next to him?

If I sit in front, will it seem too formal? If I sit beside him, will he think I'm being bold?

She hesitated, analyzing the situation in her head.

Eventually, she took a cautious step forward and muttered:

"Alright..."

She gradually walked toward him, and when she saw that he didn't stop her, she felt reassured and sat down beside him.

"Are all women in the pirate world this instinctive?"

Peter wondered to himself, surprised.

He hadn't given her any hints, but she acted as if she could read his mind.

Then her clear voice reached his ears:

"Sir, please let me know what tasks you have for me. I'm ready to give my all for Baroque Works."

Her tone was firm and sincere.

Peter turned to her and saw a spark of ambition in her eyes.

"Ah, another promising one… a good employee."

He suddenly recalled seeing the same look before—in the eyes of new recruits eager to rise through the ranks back in his old life.

One of his former coworkers had risen from an ordinary worker to department head thanks to that very same drive.

He briefly sank into memory, then looked back at mikita. Without much thought, he extended his large hand and pulled her slightly closer, saying:

"That… depends on your performance."

"Ehh...!!!"

My gaze was drawn to her flustered face, red as a tomato. "I have to admit..." I began, "Seeing your... body... aroused me... a little... or maybe a lot! And since you want to be an ambitious woman, you'll have to do what every employee who wants to climb the ranks quickly does!"

She smiled nervously and asked, "Like Robin did?"

I nodded. "Exactly."

...

Yellow sand, strange rocks occasionally jutting out along the path, a turtle sprinting at full speed... and a girl broken emotionally and physically, if this were anime, you'd see steam billowing from her gaping mouth in the shape of an "Ahegao"...

For the turtle, the journey was smooth and easy.

For the girl, it was a shocking and unfamiliar experience.

Thankfully, the journey was long enough to give her time to calm down and catch her breath.

The good news was that someone was there to help ease her burden.

"As for the bad part... it was his dick that left no orifice unexplored. Forget the dick- Even the tail didn't leave her alone...."

...

They left the city at one in the afternoon, and when Mikita opened her eyes, it was already past five the next morning.

Gradually, sunlight began to shine through the carriage windows.

Before her scattered thoughts could settle, she heard a familiar voice next to her ear:

"Hey… you're awake? Want some fruit?"

Peter, who had woken up early, was munching on a melon-like fruit native to Alabasta.

When he saw Mikita wake up, he kindly offered her a slice he hadn't bitten into yet.

She took it absentmindedly with both hands and said, "Thank you..."

But as soon as she bit into it, all the memories from the previous day came flooding back.

"Holy crap! That bastard Mr. Number 5 wasn't lying... The new boss is a total deviant, and that freaky cane of his? NOPE!"

She felt a faint soreness in her body and began eating the fruit in large, angry bites.

"You idiot… even if there are unspoken rules, there should be boundaries! How can you push so much in the first meeting?! At least go on a proper date or two first..."

"And why did I have to spend my first time… with her?!"

With her cheeks puffed out like a hamster and her mouth full of fruit, Mikita glared fiercely at Robin, who sat calmly reading a book in the corner of the carriage.

"Still… I have to admit, seeing the Vice President in that state… was kind of satisfying."

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