Part 1 Something was very wrong with the marimo. Oh no Sanji was not talking about the big ass cut from the man’s left eye, or the mass of muscles he put in his 2 years apart, but something else.
He wonders if Sanji's skin is this cold, this smooth, or if it blazes as warm as the stove-top fire and riddled with dips and crannies. Zoro sees his own face within the gleaming metal and his reflect...
Part 2 The next day they arrived at a little, deserted, Summer island. Everybody had their job, getting food, medicinal plants and wood for that night’s party.
Part 1 Something was very wrong with the marimo. Oh no Sanji was not talking about the big ass cut from the man’s left eye, or the mass of muscles he put in his 2 years apart, but something else.
He wonders if Sanji's skin is this cold, this smooth, or if it blazes as warm as the stove-top fire and riddled with dips and crannies. Zoro sees his own face within the gleaming metal and his reflect...
Part 2 The next day they arrived at a little, deserted, Summer island. Everybody had their job, getting food, medicinal plants and wood for that night’s party.