As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the prehistoric jungle in hues of orange and purple, the Straw Hats finally called an end to their chaotic training session.
The dinosaurs, who had lost interest once the spectacle was over, had alreadydispersed back into the wilderness—though a few curious raptors lingered, eyeing the crew like they were potential snacks (or perhaps future training partners).
Nami stretched her arms with a tired sigh. "Alright, let's find a place to camp before something even bigger decides we look tasty."
Luffy, still buzzing with energy, pumped his fists. "I'M STARVING! DINOSAUR BARBECUE TONIGHT!"
Usopp paled. "NO! We are NOT eating the things that were just cheering for us! That's how you get cursed!"
Sanji exhaled a stream of smoke, already rummaging through their supplies. "We've got plenty of preserved meat. No need to risk angering the local wildlife."
Mira, sidled up to Takuya with a mischievous grin. "Master~ Since we're camping, does that mean we get to share a sleeping bag? For warmth, of course~"
Takuya flicked her forehead without looking. "No."
"Worth a try~" she chirped, completely unfazed.
They settled in a small clearing near a rocky outcrop, where the thick foliage provided some shelter from the wind. Zoro, in a rare moment of usefulness, helped gather firewood (though he got distracted three times by what he swore were "sword-shaped branches").
Sanji set up a makeshift cooking station, flames crackling under a pot of stew. The aroma soon filled the air, drawing even the lurking raptors closer—until Sanji kicked one in the snout as a warning. "Back off, you overgrown turkeys!"
Luffy, meanwhile, was already trying to swallow a log whole, mistaking it for meat. Nami bonked him on the head. "We have ACTUAL food, you idiot!"
Vivi helped pass out bowls while Usopp nervously kept watch for predators. "Y'know, for a death world, this place isn't so bad once you get used to the constant threat of being eaten."
Takuya sat against a boulder, rolling his shoulders. His muscles ached, but the burn was satisfying—proof of progress. Mira plopped down beside him, chopsticks already poised over a steaming bowl.
"Open wide, Master~" she singsonged, holding a bite of food up to his lips with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
Takuya gave her a flat look. "I have hands."
"But I'm helping~" she insisted, wiggling the chopsticks enticingly. "You must be exhausted after all that training. Let me take care of you~"
He exhaled through his nose, but—after a brief standoff—relented, leaning forward to take the bite. Mira's grin turned victorious as she watched him chew.
"See? Isn't this nicer?" she purred, already scooping up another mouthful.
The corner of Takuya's mouth twitched. He didn't answer.
(But he didn't stop her either.)
Sanji's eye twitched violently as he watched the scene unfold, the cigarette between his lips nearly snapping in half from the sheer force of his grinding teeth.
"That bastard... Getting fed by a beautiful woman without even appreciating it?!" he seethed internally, flames of jealousy licking at his soul.
With renewed determination, he spun on his heel and marched over to where Nami and Vivi were chatting by the fire. Dropping to one knee with dramatic flair, he clasped his hands together, eyes shimmering with desperate hope.
"My dearest Nami-san! Vivi-chan! Would you do me the incredible honor of—"
"No." Nami didn't even look up from her map.
"Absolutely not." Vivi smiled apologetically but didn't hesitate.
Sanji's soul nearly left his body. "NOT EVEN A SECOND OF CONSIDERATION?!"
Nami finally glanced up, raising an eyebrow. "Sanji, if you want to be fed like a baby, ask any of the dinosaurs. They may be nice enough to humor you."
Vivi giggled behind her hand. "Or maybe one of the raptors? They seemed pretty friendly earlier."
Nearby, Usopp snorted into his soup, shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter.
Sanji crumpled to the ground, a black cloud of despair hovering over him. "Cruel... This world is too cruel..."
Meanwhile, Mira—fully aware of the spectacle—deliberately fed Takuya another bite with exaggerated sweetness, making sure to brush her fingers against his lips. "Ara ara~ Some people just don't know how to treat their women, hmm?"
Takuya, now thoroughly done with everything, swallowed and deadpanned: "I will throw you into the raptor pit."
Mira beamed. "You say the sweetest things, Master~"
From the bushes, a curious compsognathus squeaked, tilting its head at Sanji's sobbing form. Then, in an act of either pity or mockery, it dropped a half-eaten berry in front of him before scampering off.
Zoro, who had been silently observing the entire disaster, took a long swig of sake and muttered: "What a fucking idiot."
Luffy, oblivious as ever, cheered through a mouthful of meat: "SANJI! THE LITTLE DINOSAUR SHARED HIS FOOD WITH YOU! THAT MEANS YOU'RE FRIENDS NOW!"
Sanji's scream of anguish echoed through the prehistoric jungle. Somewhere, a T-Rex snorted in amusement.
As night fully settled over the prehistoric jungle, the Straw Hat crew found their own ways to rest amidst the chorus of distant dinosaur calls and rustling foliage.
Luffy had already succumbed to sleep in his usual chaotic fashion - sprawled flat on his back with half-chewed meat still stuffed in his cheeks, limbs splayed out like a starfish, completely unconcerned about potential predators.
Nearby, Zoro maintained his customary vigil, leaning against a thick tree trunk with his three swords carefully arranged within instant reach. Though his eyes were closed, the subtle tension in his shoulders betrayed his alertness, ready to spring into action at the first sign of danger.
Nami and Vivi had retreated to their shared tent, though the navigator had spent considerable time reinforcing the flimsy structure with extra ropes and stakes, muttering about "dinosaur-proofing and pervert-proofing" while Vivi tried to reassure her with gentle smiles.
Just outside their tent flap, Sanji lingered at what he considered a "respectful distance," torn between his desire to stand guard over the ladies and his fear of appearing improper - though his lovestruck gaze towards the tent betrayed his true intentions.
Usopp had constructed what could generously be called a fortress - a haphazard dome of branches, vines, and sheer paranoia that he'd crammed himself into, peering out through tiny gaps with wide, darting eyes at every unfamiliar jungle sound.
His trembling hands clutched a makeshift slingshot loaded with what appeared to be dinosaur-repelling berries (at least in his imagination), even if they were just ordinary jungle fruits.
He kept peering nervously through the gaps in his branch fort, jumping at every rustle in the bushes. "Why did I agree to come to Dinosaur Island again?" he muttered to himself, teeth chattering slightly.
And then there was Mira, who had "accidentally" positioned her sleeping bag so close to Takuya's that they might as well have been sharing one. She lay on her side facing him, chin propped on one hand, watching her master with undisguised amusement as he stubbornly pretended to ignore her presence.
The occasional twitch of his eyebrow whenever she "innocently" shifted closer was the only sign her antics were getting to him, which only encouraged her further.
Takuya lay on his back, arms crossed behind his head, staring up at the unfamiliar stars. The sounds of the jungle at night were unlike anything he'd heard before—strange chirps, distant roars, the occasional thump of something massive moving in the dark.
Mira rolled onto her side, propping her head up with one hand. "Can't sleep, Master~? Need a lullaby? A bedtime story? Or maybe... a different kind of relaxation~?"
Takuya sighed deeply through his nose, the long-suffering expression of someone who'd endured this routine a hundred times before. "Mira."
"Yes, Master~?" she chirped, blinking innocently while subtly inching closer.
"Go. To sleep."
She pouted dramatically, her full lips forming an exaggerated frown as she flopped onto her back with unnecessary flourish. "Fine, fine~" she huffed, crossing her arms under her chest in a way that deliberately accentuated her curves. "But if you change your mind, I'm right here~"
The jungle's nocturnal chorus filled the silence between them - the rhythmic chirping of insects, the distant hoot of some prehistoric bird, and the ever-present undercurrent of something large moving through the undergrowth.
Then, so quiet it was almost lost in the ambient noise, Takuya muttered, "...You did good today."
Mira's trademark smirk softened into something more genuine, her sharp eyes losing their teasing edge for just a moment. "Heh," she chuckled quietly, the usual playful lilt in her voice replaced with rare sincerity. "Of course I did. I'm perfect~"
Takuya snorted but didn't argue, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small cookie wrapped in wax paper. "Here," he said gruffly, tossing it at her. "Don't say I never give you anything."
Mira caught it with lightning reflexes, her eyes lighting up with genuine surprise. "A present? For me~?" She unwrapped it with theatrical reverence, sniffing the sweet aroma before taking a delicate bite. "Mmm~ Did Master bake this himself? How roman—"
Her sentence cut off mid-word as her eyelids suddenly drooped. The cookie slipped from her fingers as her body went limp, a soft "Mmmph..." escaping her lips before her breathing evened out into deep, rhythmic patterns.
Takuya watched impassively as the sleeping cookie took full effect. "Should last until morning," he murmured, carefully adjusting her sleeping bag to ensure she was properly covered against the jungle's nighttime chill.
His fingers lingered for a moment longer than necessary, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face before he caught himself and pulled away.
Rising silently to his feet, Takuya's sharp eyes scanned the campsite. Luffy's thunderous snores rattled through the clearing, while Zoro's steady breathing confirmed the swordsman was in his usual light meditation.
Usopp's paranoid fortress emitted faint whimpers, but no signs of wakefulness. Satisfied, Takuya melted into the jungle's shadows with practiced stealth.
The moment he reached a clearing a kilometer from camp, Takuya's entire demeanor shifted. His casual slouch disappeared, replaced by military-perfect posture as he closed his eyes and reached out with his senses.
Breathe in... breathe out...
The jungle came alive in his mind's eye - not through sight, but through the pulse of living things. A family of compsognathus nesting in the hollow of a fallen log.
A pair of raptors stalking through the underbrush two hundred meters east. The slow, ponderous heartbeat of a sleeping ankylosaur beneath a copse of cycads.
"Too shallow," he muttered, pushing his awareness further.
Sweat beaded on his forehead as he strained his Observation Haki to its limits. And as soon as he reached his limit, he would heal himself using his quirk, getting rid of all of the accumulated fatigue. Continuing to use his haki to its limit without halting for even a second making sure to get used to the haki.
The rustle of leaves became individual droplets of water sliding off fronds. The distant roar of a predator transformed into distinct vibrations through the air. He tracked the flight path of a pterosaur half a kilometer away by the minute disturbances it left in the atmosphere.
There.
His eyes snapped open just as a raptor burst from the foliage, jaws gaping. Without looking, Takuya sidestepped, his hand lashing out to deliver a precise chop to the dinosaur's neck. It crumpled mid-leap, unconscious before it hit the ground.
"Predictable," he noted clinically, stepping over the fallen predator.
For hours he practiced continuously - dodging attacks with his eyes closed, navigating the treacherous terrain blindfolded, even predicting where the next raindrop would fall from the gathering storm clouds.
When dawn's first light threatened to peek through the canopy, he slipped back into camp mere seconds before Mira began to stir.
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