The weather was beautiful today. Sunlight spilled across the boundless East Blue, setting off ripples of gold.
On the calm sea, there came a soft "plop..." as Kujo Tachibana's handsome, valiant face, wearing a faint smile, suddenly emerged from the water.
Kujo Tachibana then set his limbs moving like the blades of a propeller, churning up great swathes of spray and utterly ruining the beautiful scenery on the sea. He swam swiftly toward the black pirate ship floating nearby.
Once he had swum beneath the ship, Kujo Tachibana didn't call for anyone aboard to lower a rope. He simply braced one hand against the wooden hull and, with a slight push, leaped into the air like a bird!
The next second, he landed on the deck as lightly and silently as a feather, without making the slightest sound.
The transition between stillness and movement was truly as graceful as a startled swan and as supple as a swimming dragon!
It was plain to see just how precisely Kujo Tachibana controlled his own strength.
Only after reaching the deck did Kujo Tachibana open the pores across his body. His nose, mouth, and pores all exhaled the stale air trapped within him at once.
In an instant, thick sweat, almost like paste, streamed out from inside Kujo Tachibana's body through his sweat glands.
He picked up a bucket of water the pirates had prepared and poured it over himself, washing away the thick sweat coating his body.
Droplets clung to his perfect physique, which radiated a breathtaking beauty as the sunlight refracted off them!
"Whew..."
Kujo Tachibana let out a contented breath. The fatigue his muscles had felt from training in the deep sea vanished completely, and a pleasant soreness spread through his entire body.
"Is breakfast ready?" he asked, wiping