Peach Kingdom

Splash...

Under a clear blue sky, a massive pirate ship shaped like a queen's crown and adorned with pink hearts cut through the waves and appeared on the distant horizon.

It was a pirate ship called the Peach Kingdom.

Beautiful and seemingly harmless though it looked, most Marines and pirates on the Grand Line dreaded encountering it. The ship belonged to the world-famous kingdom of Okama: the Kamabakka Kingdom.

On its extravagantly decorated deck, Okama in beautiful women's clothing bustled about. They had stubbly beards, long leg hair, heavy makeup, and high heels. Every so often, they cast flirtatious glances toward the girl perched on the bow's mast, her body wrapped in white bandages and a cigar dangling from her lips.

Just then, the cabin door opened. A burly "woman" in a plunging one-piece outfit stepped out. With purple lipstick and a towering dark-purple afro, she danced toward the bow and shouted to the girl in an exaggerated, excited voice.

"Hey... Croco-boy! Time to change your bandages, isn't it!?"

The girl on the mast visibly furrowed her brow at the name.

She drew on her cigar, blew out a cloud of smoke, then turned and snapped viciously.

"No need. My wounds feel completely healed. Ivankov, you bastard, when are you turning me back?"

"Oh? Why the rush, Croco-boy? Don't you like the feeling of being born again?"

The girl gritted her teeth. Aware of the two bothersome lumps on her chest, she glared at the "woman" with murder in her eyes.

"Do you have a death wish?"

"Oh... how scary..."

Ivankov, the Okama King, instantly looked terrified. Cold sweat poured down his face as he backed away, then seemed to trip over his own feet and topple backward. But...

"Not really!"

Ivankov caught his balance. His expression turned serious as