Special Chapter – Waifu Maru Summer Beach Party!
The sun blazed high over a dazzlingly clear sky, painting the waters of the Grand Line a brilliant blue. The *Waifu Maru* had dropped anchor near a secluded tropical island—nothing dangerous, no enemies, no missions. Just white sand, palm trees, crystal-clear water… and an unusually powerful urge to wear as little clothing as possible.
"This is paradise," Ayman muttered, arms behind his head, lying under a coconut tree with a cold drink in hand.
[System Notification: Welcome to Bonus World – "Fanservice Island"]
[Warning: All plot relevance temporarily suspended. Enjoy.]
He blinked. "Wait… what kind of system warning was that?"
Suddenly—
"Kyaaa~!"
A splash of water hit his face, and when he opened his eyes, it was to the sight of Yoruichi mid-air in a black string bikini, doing a flip before diving into the ocean with a laugh.
"Come on, Captain! You're not gonna spend all day watching, are you?" she teased from the waves, her purple hair glistening in the sun.
"I—uh—I mean—I was just admiring the view!" Ayman sputtered.
"Which one?" came a husky voice from behind.
He turned. Tsunade stood there, bronze skin glowing under the sun, barely covered in a white two-piece that left very little to the imagination. Her ample figure was the definition of "unfair." She adjusted her top nonchalantly and popped open a bottle of sake.
"Better hydrate, Captain. Hot days are dangerous," she winked, pouring sake into a tiny cup—and into his lap by accident.
"Hot! Hot!!" he jumped to his feet.
Tsunade just laughed and walked toward the water with her hips swaying like a goddess on vacation.
Nearby, Android 18 sat under a parasol in a sporty dark-blue swimsuit, oversized sunglasses covering her eyes as she slowly sipped from a coconut. She wasn't participating, but she was observing. Closely.
Every time one of the others got too close to Ayman, there was a quiet "bzzt" in the air—nothing big, just a little warning zap.
"Protective, are we?" Ayman joked, sitting beside her.
"I'm ensuring system integrity," she said, poker-faced. "Too much stimulation will short-circuit you first."
Ayman coughed into his coconut. "Noted."
Meanwhile, Esdeath had taken control of the grill. Wearing an icy blue bikini with a dangerously high slit, she was somehow managing to make roasting meat look like a seduction ritual.
"Captain," she called, licking sauce from her finger. "Would you like a taste?"
"I—uh—YES PLEASE."
She sauntered over and, without warning, placed a chunk of meat between her lips… then leaned close.
"You want it, you have to take it~"
"HE'S GONNA DIE!" Yoruichi yelled from the water.
He nearly did.
Later, Ayman attempted a game of beach volleyball, but that turned into chaos once Tsunade spiked the ball so hard it launched into orbit and Yoruichi tried to flash step to catch it mid-air, accidentally tackling Esdeath into the water. Android 18 recorded the whole thing on a borrowed den den mushi, quietly smirking.
At sunset, the girls lounged on beach towels, sipping chilled juice and watching the waves.
Ayman sat in the middle, sunburned, exhausted, and possibly concussed—but smiling.
"This... this is the dream," he sighed.
Tsunade leaned against him lazily. "We'll make sure you don't wake up."
Yoruichi lay across his legs like a lazy cat. "You better get used to this."
Esdeath draped a towel over his shoulders. "You belong to us now."
Even Android 18, from her seat under the umbrella, added: "Confirmed."
[System Alert: Harem Bond Level – "Sunburned Bliss" achieved]
He blinked at the system message, then sighed.
"You know what? Worth it."
The sun set. The stars came out. Laughter echoed across the beach.
And the plot remained completely unaffected.
[A\N: If You Enjoy Spacial Chapter You Can Sent→ Power Stone. I Will Add More Spacial chapter__ Enjoy ★_★ ]