The sun blazed high above the Thousand Sunny’s deck as the enemy pirates swarmed around their prize.
Hiyori adjusted the folds of her kimono, her voice a soft melody even in the chaos.
"Such rough manners… is this how you treat honored guests?" she teased, eyes glinting as the nearest pirate faltered under her gaze.
Yamato grinned, stepping forward with their kanabo slung casually over one shoulder.
"If you think we’re just going to sit here and play nice, you’ve got another thing coming…" they said, their tone half challenge, half invitation.