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She honestly couldn't understand it. From behind and the like couldn't actually make a baby—so why did Arton draw scenes like that?
The moment she remembered those scenes appearing in her own works, Makino's face went scarlet.
Beside her, Whitey Bay patted Makino's shoulder, leaned to her ear. "Trying different positions can actually be pretty nice. That way, not only will Arton be satisfied, we'll get to experience different sensations too, right?"
When Whitey Bay finished, Makino's face turned even redder.
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"Alright, Ain, stop squeezing me. You're close enough, aren't you? More importantly, could you head down and pass the word to Carina and the others? Next up we're going to Mock Town?" Arton pushed himself up and turned toward Ain.
"Mock Town, got it." Ain nodded, then glanced at Robin and Kaya standing to Arton's left and right; receiving their reassuring look, she left the room to inform Nami, Nojiko, Carina, Uta, and the rest handling the helm about the course change.
Before she stepped out, Kaya and Robin also gave Ain a look that said "don't worry." Their meaning was obvious: they would absolutely not let Arton write the next destination in the diary.
Robin and Kaya traded a look, then both smiled at Arton. "Captain, how about Kaya and I help massage you together? That way you can enjoy a different feel, and I can learn from Miss Kaya. You said her technique is excellent—now I'm very curious."
Kaya hurried to nod. "And I'm curious about Miss Robin's touch. We can trade notes."
Arton had nearly blurted that detour to Mock Town just now; Kaya was very eager to fully divert his attention, and teaming with Robin to work the knots out of his body was clearly a fine option.
"Mm, since even Kaya says so… what else can I say? I'll leave it to you two."
"It's no trouble," Kaya said with a smile.
Robin's lips curled as she crossed her hands to trigger the Hana Hana no Mi: "It won't stop you from watching outside with your hawk's eye. Just keep sitting like this—the rest, leave to us."
Some time later, the Sylvan slipped quietly to Jaya Island where Mock Town lay, attracting no attention.
Arton stepped out of the lookout and stretched with a satisfied groan. Following him out was Robin, smiling, and Kaya, cheeks faintly pink. No surprise Kaya looked like that—during the earlier "therapy," she'd let Arton's hands misbehave for the sake of diverting him.
To Arton, her embrace was simply too enticing. Even Robin had to admire Kaya's contribution: in that session, Kaya had done noticeably more than she did.
"Robin, why don't you go change? That qipao's slit is cut too low. And you're not wearing anything underneath—one slip and everything's in view. For your dignity's sake, something a bit more modest would be better." After stretching, Arton addressed Robin.
"Ara, are you worried someone else will see me?" Robin chuckled, said. "Alright, I'll go change now. This outfit was only ever meant for you anyway."
With that she hopped down from the lookout and headed for the cabins at a brisk pace.
"What do you mean 'meant for me'…" Arton shook his head. "That woman really doesn't miss a chance to run the honey trap—anytime, anywhere. Even if I did save her, even if she says she has a good feeling about me, this is a bit much, isn't it? Sure enough, it's because she wants the Poneglyphs, so she keeps poking at my weak points. Right, Kaya?" Arton turned to the girl at his side.
Chapter 400: Arriving at Mock Town, Robin—your cherry pie, Arton
"This can't be helped. Your weakness is that you like beautiful women. Robin knows this, and to get what she wants, she'll keep turning that charm on you." Kaya's cheeks were faintly red.
Arton thought Robin was doing it for the Poneglyphs, but Kaya understood better. Having read Arton's diary, Robin acting this way in front of him certainly also had to do with Saul.
"I see. Should I try hiding my weakness a bit?" Arton stroked his chin.
"Arton, you don't seem like the kind of man who can hide his likes," Uta hopped onto the lookout and said with a smile.
"True. If I force down my tastes, I'm not me anymore. And if I bottle them up, I probably won't be getting those rewards from you and Kaya," Arton said as he lifted both hands to rest on Uta's and Kaya's shoulders.
Feeling his touch on her shoulder, Uta didn't flinch and naturally leaned into his chest. Kaya, however, pressed her index fingers together, face flushed. "Arton, Carina and Nami are watching… and we've already reached Jaya Island. Shouldn't we be getting ready to disembark?"
Arton nodded. "We should. But before we go ashore, I need a wash first. Uta, can I trouble you to cover the lookout for a bit?"
"Of course," Uta smiled. "Your fight with Tashigi last night was pretty intense. Don't worry, I'll watch the surroundings. Not even an ant will get on board. If one does, I'll sing it to death."
"That's reassuring," Arton chuckled, then looked to Kaya. "Want to wash up together?"
Kaya's face went scarlet. "Isn't time a little tight?"
"It's fine—make it quick. Just a light rinse, right?" With that, Arton dropped from the lookout. Kaya could only follow, heading into the cabins with him.
Meanwhile, the diary holders who hadn't seen new entries for a while gave up watching for now. The navy women, unable to extract the Sylvan's destination from Arton, began filtering likely locations by their own methods.
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Mock Town.
Arton led the crew ashore and swept through the taverns, but he never found the man he was looking for.
"Looks like Teach isn't here," Nojiko said beside Arton in a tavern, after scanning the customers.
As someone who'd fought Blackbeard's crew with Arton before, she very much wanted to finish him here and now. She knew Marshall D. Teach was a vicious, dangerous man; the sooner he was gone, the safer the Flameblade Pirates would be.
"The strike you and Arton unleashed last time probably hurt them badly. They might still be holed up on some deserted island licking their wounds. And now that they know they can't beat Arton, they'll pick routes that avoid ours as much as possible. That lowers the odds they'd come here," Robin said, long legs carrying her back to their table.
She had changed into the same denim outfit from when she first met Arton and Nojiko: a tight purple denim top, a fitted purple miniskirt, and a purple cowgirl hat.
It was more modest than the qipao earlier, yet the bared, flawless midriff and long legs still couldn't hide Robin's allure. When she walked to the bar for food and drinks, plenty of eyes followed her.
Luckily, her bounty poster still used a childhood photo, so no one connected her to the "Demon Child" the Navy and World Government wanted.
"Arton, the cherry pie you ordered—try it," Robin said as she bent behind him, pressing her chest lightly to his shoulder. With that soft shift at her neckline, she set a plate of cherry pie on the table before him, smiling.
"Mm, thanks for the trouble. Sit and eat with us," Arton said with a nod.
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