That night, the moon rose over the sea, its silver light scattering across the water in shimmering ripples.
Splash!
The Going Merry broke through the surface and floated up. The ship's coating, shimmering with colorful light, burst with a pop.
The coating only lasted for a limited time. Even with Rayleigh's remarkable skill, he couldn't turn a ship into a permanent submarine.
Once they were a certain distance from Impel Down, everyone brought the ship back to the surface.
Aboard the Going Merry.
Nami stood by the balcony railing outside the second-floor dining room. After checking their heading against the Eternal Pose, she handed control of the ship over to one of Lina's undead.
Today, she wore a white pleated miniskirt and a short-sleeved blue shirt, with a small pale yellow tie at the collar.
"After tonight, there'll only be four days left until Ace's public execution."
Nami picked up the sea chart again and studied it for a moment. "It's a good thing our ship has a power system. We should be able to spend a day or two recuperating on Amazon Lily and still make it to Marineford in time."
After roughly calculating how long it would take, she rolled up the chart, slung it over her back, and took small steps toward Lina.
Nami lowered her head, slipped her arms around his, and rested her head against his chest, burying her face in it.
A refreshing fragrance swept over him. Lina instinctively wrapped an arm around her slender waist, and warmth spread from his embrace through her body.
"Could you stop doing such dangerous things from now on? You were so close, but there was nothing I could do to help. I hate feeling that way," Nami said softly.
Before, thanks to the power of the Rumble-Rumble