One Piece: My Crew Members Are Legendary 3D Heroines

That night, Tifa had a dream.

In it, she sat atop the high stool at the bar, sipping a fine cocktail, while Ethan Chen stood behind her, arms wrapped around her waist, launching a fierce and unrelenting assault.

It was just like what she had witnessed the night before only this time, she was the one in his arms.

When Tifa woke, it took her a moment to pull herself back to reality. The dream had felt far too vivid.

Not just the visuals, but even the sensations lingering in her body it had all felt real.

Especially considering she had... already relieved herself before bed.

She lay there a long while, letting the remnants of that dream slowly fade. Only then did she sit up and begin her day.

She was, after all, the cook aboard the ship and breakfast needed to be ready before eight.

Gathering up her soiled clothes, Tifa headed into the washroom. After washing up, she hand-washed her undergarments and left them out to dry.

Then she got to work.

For breakfast, she planned a full Japanese-style spread: steamed rice, tamagoyaki, grilled eel, salad, and miso soup.

Strangely enough, despite this being a different world, many of the ingredients were surprisingly familiar including miso paste. She'd picked some up while shopping the day before, almost out of instinct.

She was still preparing the dishes when the first guest arrived 2B.

Just like the previous night, she went to the fridge and took out a can of malt fruit juice. But unlike her bold, sultry appearance the night before, today she wore a modest long dress. The transformation was almost unrecognizable.

Tifa recalled that moment of eye contact between them from last night, and felt her face heat with embarrassment. Still, she greeted 2B politely.

She might have left it at that, but 2B didn't.

"You were watching so intently last night," 2B said calmly. "Why didn't you just join in? We're crewmates. There's no need to be shy."

"W-what are you saying?!" Tifa stammered, turning back to her chopping board, cheeks burning. "You and the captain are clearly a couple. How could you invite someone else in?!"

Tifa was a romantic, with a firm belief in pure, exclusive love. To her, 2B's suggestion was nothing short of scandalous.

"Why not?" 2B replied, seemingly confused. "Females are naturally drawn to strong males. That's basic biology for humans or any other species."

"I saw how you looked at Ethan yesterday," she added. "Your eyes were fixed on his waist... on his..."

"That's enough!" Tifa cut her off sharply, her voice trembling. "That's not the kind of love I want!"

2B paused, then took a sip of her drink. She didn't press the topic further.

After a moment, as her emotions settled, Tifa muttered, "Sorry for snapping at you like that."

"It's fine," 2B replied easily. "Everyone has their own values. I shouldn't have tried to impose mine on you."

"Thank you," Tifa said softly.

But the words 2B had spoken still echoed in her mind.

She could have joined in...

Meanwhile, in another room 

Mona knew exactly when she had passed out.

Or rather, how she had passed out.

Because now that she was waking up again, it was happening all over again.

She groaned and bit down on Ethan's arm.

"Did you eat raw nightshade yesterday?" Ethan winced, pulling back from her. "What's with the bite? You caught rabies or something?"

"I've told you a hundred times I hate mornings like this," Mona grumbled, turning her head away. "It drains all my energy for the whole day."

"Then rest," Ethan said with a wicked grin, thrusting again. "You've got the day off."

Mona glared back at him, but when she realized she couldn't stop him, she resigned herself with a huff.

Ethan stroked her hair affectionately, then tugged it gently, pulling her upper body up like she were a playful colt beneath him. With one hand on her hip, he rode her rhythm with relentless control.

Her eyes rolled back, her tongue lolled out, and she couldn't even curse him anymore. Only a trail of incoherent gasps escaped her lips.

Beneath them, the storm surged again.

The sea swelled. The city drowned. Waves burst through the streets, turning the world into a waterlogged wonderland.

Such was the terrifying power of a Hydro Vision wielder in this realm the abundance of water element was overwhelming.

They swam, dove, and surged along the current. Plunged deep, rose higher, danced in whirlpools of sensation. And when exhaustion hit, Ethan pulled the final lever releasing a flood of rich spring water into the storm-battered ruins.

Mona shuddered.

Her soft toes curled tightly, clinging to the lingering warmth as the chaos finally receded.

Ethan held her close, fondling her gently, admiring how much she had changed under his care.

"Look at you," he said. "Back when I found you, your ribs were showing looked like you hadn't had a decent meal in weeks."

"Sorry to have burdened you," Mona hissed through gritted teeth. "Must've been tough, going after a bony little thing like me."

"Not at all." Ethan gave her plump chest a squeeze. "Thanks to me, you've filled out so nicely."

"You still need to eat more, though. Even if you never reach Tifa's level, you should at least match 2B's."

"And why exactly does that matter? You like big ones just so they block your view?"

"Exactly. I love big ones. That's all the reason I need."

"Well, tough luck! It's not like I can grow them at will!"

"Oh?"

"Oh what? Let me go already!" Mona started squirming. "Do you even know what time it is? If I don't get up soon and Tifa shows up, I'll die of embarrassment!"

"What's the big deal?" Ethan let her go, finally. "If she sees, I bet she'll be more embarrassed than you."

He recalled the previous night had Tifa not been just an ordinary person, not yet summoned into the system he might've pulled 2B over to the door and given Tifa a front-row seat.

Mona had no desire to continue this conversation. She snatched a few tissues and began cleaning herself up.

Ethan gave her a teasing pat as he left. "So delicate. You should take notes from 2B no mess, no complaints."

He left Mona to tidy up, then headed back to the captain's quarters. After a quick shower and brushing his teeth, he made his way to the dining room.

Tifa was cooking today finally, a change of flavor. He was actually looking forward to this.

And he wasn't disappointed.

The moment he saw the spread laid out before him, Ethan realized that Tifa wasn't just eye candy she was a real chef.

Gorgeous, tough, and a master in the kitchen. Where else would you find a woman like that?

Perhaps because of the events last night, Tifa only gave him a brief nod and a small smile then quickly blushed and looked away.

Adorable.

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