Wait... I Didn't Tell You to Kiss Me!

Half an hour later.

Junichi placed the utterly exhausted Gion on the bed.

He lay down as well, wrapping his arms around her soft body from behind.

"Don't... don't touch me anymore. I don't have any strength left."

Gion had lost all her earlier spirit and begged weakly for mercy.

"Fine, I'll let you off for today." Junichi stopped what he was doing. There were too many people aboard the ship; this was no place for the main course.

"But..."

He smiled and hugged Gion even tighter. "I've helped you so much. It's time for you to help me too."

"I..." Feeling the iron rod behind her, Gion inwardly groaned.

She really wanted to refuse.

But she was afraid that refusing would anger Junichi and lead to something even worse.

So, under Junichi's guidance, she could only lower her head in humiliation.

A long time later.

Gion staggered out through the door and fled as though escaping for her life.

Inside the room.

Junichi lay comfortably on the bed, wondering whether he should clean up.

"There seems to be a bit of a smell... but it's Gion's perfume."

He chuckled, considering what time tomorrow night he should go find Gion.

After what had happened.

Gion definitely would not come to his room again.

But Junichi had no intention of letting her go just like that.

Only an idiot would refuse a beauty who had delivered herself right to his door.

The next night.

Using Observation Haki to sense the ship, Junichi avoided everyone's notice and quietly arrived at Gion's room.

He turned the handle and quickly pushed the door open.

"Who is it?"

Gion was startled. Someone actually dared to barge into her room.

"It's me." Junichi smiled at her.

Seeing that it was Junichi only made Gion even more terrified. She hastily grabbed Kimpira beside her. "What are you doing here?"

"You," Junichi answered succinctly.

"What?" Gion, not being experienced in such matters, froze for a moment without understanding.

Junichi did not bother explaining.

He strode forward and pulled Gion into his arms.

"Get lost!"

Gion was shocked and immediately fought back, coating her arm in Armament Haki as she drove an elbow at him.

Pop!

Then her Armament Haki was erased by Junichi's Armament Haki.

The situation was exactly the same as last night.

"You..."

Gion gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at Junichi. Realizing she could not break free, she simply closed her eyes.

Naturally, Junichi did not hold back and lowered his head to kiss her.

"Wait... I didn't tell you to kiss me!" Gion opened her eyes again in fright.

But it was already too late.

Junichi expertly pried apart the defense of her teeth and taught her a French kiss.

Before long.

Their clothes were scattered across the floor.

Like a stripped lamb, Gion's fair, smooth body curled up on the bed in panic.

She tried to cover herself with the blanket.

But it could not hide the spring scenery spilling from beneath it. Instead, the half-hidden sight only stirred Junichi's emotions further.

After that.

The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day, and the sixth day.

Every night, Junichi arrived at Gion's room on time, savoring this beauty bit by bit.

Other than the final step.

They had tried everything.

Of course.

Each time after taking advantage of her, Junichi would squeeze out a little more information about what came later.

And so.

Gion could not beat him, yet she desperately wanted to hear what he had to say. He had her completely in his grasp.

She could only silently allow Junichi to come every night.

"Don't wear super-short shorts anymore. Those beautiful long legs of yours can only be seen and touched by me." On the sixth night, Junichi held her smooth, delicate body and spoke in an unquestionable tone.

"Got it, pervert." Gion curled her lips in disdain.

Everything that should and should not have happened had already happened.

How could she possibly look for another man now?

For the rest of her life, she had set her heart on this bastard seven years younger than her.

"This is so infuriating!"

Whenever she thought back to it, Gion regretted it bitterly.

She had actually given herself away so easily.

Gion, you were too stupid!

She truly wanted to go back six days and slash that brainless version of herself to death.

"Alright, go to sleep. It's late." Junichi hugged her from behind and gently inhaled the fragrance of her hair.

"Sleeping is fine..."

Gion's cheeks reddened as she bit her pink lips. "But you can't move around anymore, or I won't be able to sleep."

"It's alright. I can help you get some exercise to promote sleep," Junichi thoughtfully suggested.

"Absolutely not!" Gion refused without hesitation.

If that happened, she really would be eaten clean.

Although she had mentally prepared herself for it, this was a warship!

It was absolutely not the place to do those things!

On the seventh day.

The warship arrived at the island where the training camp was located.

Junichi disembarked and waved goodbye.

No one knew that in those brief seven days, his relationship with Gion had progressed by leaps and bounds.

Elsewhere.

In the Fleet Admiral's office at Marineford.

Sengoku was speaking with two old friends.

"Hiss!"

Garp looked at Junichi's file with a stunned expression, rubbing his head as he sucked in a breath.

A fifteen-year-old great swordsman!

And he possessed two types of Haki!

Even after all his years in the Marines, it was his first time seeing someone like that.

"Good thing he chose to join the Marines. Otherwise, he would definitely have been a huge problem." Vice Admiral Tsuru also finished reading the file and let out a relieved breath.

"Indeed."

Sengoku smiled. "Although there were some minor conflicts when he first arrived."

"I've already handled them."

"I also sent Gion to approach him proactively and build a good relationship with him. That should increase his sense of belonging toward the Marines."

Hearing this.

Tsuru slowly nodded, an approving expression on her face. "I have confidence in that girl Gion. Their relationship should be quite good by now."

She thought highly of Gion.

She had watched Gion grow step by step ever since she joined the Marines.

The two of them were also very close.

"But with his personality, it feels like he won't get along with most people," Garp added with a frown.

"It doesn't matter."

Sengoku did not care much about that and calmly said, "At worst, we'll have one more Borsalino."

"As long as he can serve the Marines and contribute his strength."

"He'll be an important companion of ours."

That was true.

Hearing that, both Garp and Tsuru nodded.

Elsewhere.

On the island where the elite training camp was located.

After disembarking, Junichi was led by a soldier from the administrative division toward the interior of the training camp.

He was brought to an office.

There, he met the training camp's chief instructor, Black Arm Zephyr.

At this point in time.

Zephyr had not yet lost his arm. Only his family had been killed by pirates, leaving him somewhat disheartened and causing him to step down from his position as an admiral.

But he still trained newcomers at the camp, continuing to shine.

"Junichi Uchiha?"

When Zephyr saw Junichi, surprise flashed through his eyes. Then he stood and welcomed him. "Welcome to the training camp."

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