" Vic! I knew you'd be here!"
Just as Vic was deeply engrossed in his training, Gion quietly approached him.
Vic woke up when he heard Gion's voice, but he didn't open his eyes. He wasn't too bothered by the crowds during the day, but now that he was alone with Gion, he felt a little awkward. He could only feel more at ease by keeping his eyes closed.
"Are you here to interrogate me? You're the one who wanted to try that!"
Vic spoke first, without even opening his eyes. Although it was somewhat shameless, he hadn't done anything filthy or indecent, so he naturally didn't want to take the blame.
"I was just a little angry with you at the time, and I said those things in anger. Who knew you would treat me like that..."
Gion, feeling both shy and annoyed, whispered in Vic's ear, telling Vic about her body's reactions, step by step: how it felt at first, then... and finally...
She seemed unaware that these words shouldn't be said in front of a man. Perhaps this is just how women are born and raised in this world—bold and unpretentious, reminding Vic of Nami the Cat Burglar.
Gion's words left Vic speechless. What kind of personal experiences were these? Was this something you could discuss with a guy? If you're going to be superficial, just be superficial in private. Why bring it up with me? Feeling good about yourself? Want to try again?
" Vic! From now on, when we're alone together, could you please...? How do I describe that feeling?"
I can't describe it, but it relaxes me both physically and mentally. At crucial moments, I just want to shout, and there's water too...
If it were just the two of us, I wouldn't have to force myself to hold back; I could just hum it out loud!
Just as Vic was wondering if the girl wanted him to give her another "massage," Gion whispered it in his ear.
She usually seems like a mature and sophisticated woman, so how come she doesn't understand these things? Or is she pretending to be ignorant to try and improve their relationship? Vic can't read people's minds right now, and he doesn't know Gion's true thoughts, but he's not going to continue this topic.
"Alright! Let's not talk about this anymore. This is a secret between us, and I hope you won't tell anyone. You didn't come to see me at this time just for this, did you?" Vic asked, getting down to business.
"That's all! Can't I come to you unless there's something else? You said you wanted me to be your partner before, is this how you treat your partners now? Or were you lying to me before? But I've always remembered it!"
Gion felt a little wronged. It had been so long since they last met, what was wrong with spending some time alone together? I had already made arrangements with Rebecca, but all you did was bury yourself in your training all day, like a block of wood.
"Of course not! It's just that what you're saying is too improper. I don't think it's necessary for you to come to me specifically about this. Naturally, people would assume you have other things to do."
Chatting is certainly fine, and as for my comrades, I'm serious about it. But we're both high-ranking naval officers now, and I'll be promoted to Headquarters Vice Admiral after we return.
In the navy, with our combat strength, it's difficult to be on the same ship, and it's also difficult to become comrades for our own goals. We can only be comrades-in-arms. The only time we can become comrades is after we lose our goals in the navy. Of course, I will always consider you a comrade in my heart!
Vic is right. Chatting doesn't affect his training in Haki. Only meditation and developing his Devil Fruit ability can't be distracted, but Vic can switch between them at any time.
The companions that Vic mentioned were from more than ten years later, after the Navy had changed its ways and they had all left the Navy. At the time, he mentioned it mainly because he was afraid that Gion would be too stubborn and follow the Navy to the bitter end, which would be a great pity if she died young.
At that time, Vic didn't have many acquaintances or friends in the Navy, so he confided some heartfelt words to Gion, saying things that were for her own good.
However, if Vic could become Marine Admiral and then further advance to Fleet Admiral, he could make changes at a crucial moment, at which point the issue of leaving the Navy would no longer exist.
With his strength improving rapidly and the old man helping him to become Marine Admiral, Vic felt his chances were still very good.
"That's fine then. Is it so difficult to ask a companion or a friend for a massage? Is a massage really that tiring?"
Gion wanted to have it done again; the feeling was so intoxicating, and afterwards she found herself completely relaxed, both physically and mentally, even her skin seemed to have improved. So she wanted to have it done again before tomorrow's battle, this time without having to suppress her desires...
Five minutes later, Gion left, completely satisfied. This time it took longer; Gion completely...
Although I still can't shout it out loud this time, I can still sing softly.
Gion left, but Vic remained sitting there with his eyes closed. The darkness concealed the lingering blush on Vic's face, and his long eyelashes trembled as if he were quietly practicing meditation!
But only Vic knew that his heart was not at peace at that moment.
The warships started moving early the next morning. Vic and Gion stood side by side behind Garp, their faces showing no sign of anything amiss, as if nothing had happened the night before.
The others didn't show any unusual behavior either; those with Observation Haki wouldn't release it unless necessary to expend their power.
So no one knows what happened between the two last night. Even if they saw it, they probably wouldn't suspect anything, since they were both properly dressed and there was no physical contact.
The warship was heading towards an island, where Bullet and his men were resting. Gion Tokikake had been keeping an eye on them, and they had already contacted each other via Den Den Mushi before setting sail. Garp's intention was to keep Bullet and his crew on that island and prevent them from causing further harm to other countries.
Bullet's belief is in his own strength; his ambition is to become the strongest in the world. In his eyes, his underlings are just cannon fodder, beings that can be discarded at any time.
He had to challenge many powerful figures, but many of them were not alone. In addition, traveling at sea alone was inconvenient and would also delay his cultivation. It was necessary to have a group of subordinates to help him with miscellaneous matters.