One Piece: Marine Luffy, Garp regrets it

"Kalifa." Luffy's voice cut through the quiet as he addressed her directly.

"Yes, Luffy?" she responded, her gaze attentive.

"I have a task for you. Kujaku knows the details—you can ask her about it later," Luffy said with a calm authority.

Without hesitation, Kalifa nodded decisively. "Understood."

Kujaku, catching the subtle exchange, met Luffy's eyes with a knowing smirk. Her expression carried a mischievous glint that said everything without a word being spoken.

"Well then, we'll leave you to it. I'll take Koala and Kalifa to meet Hancock," Kujaku announced breezily, her tone light but purposeful.

As she turned to leave, Kujaku gave Gion a light pat on the arm—a silent gesture of encouragement.

Once the door closed behind them and the sound of footsteps faded, Gion took a deep breath, summoning her courage. Luffy, pretending not to notice her inner turmoil, moved with practiced ease, preparing tea and setting out snacks.

"Please, Sister Gion, have a seat," Luffy said warmly, gesturing to the spot beside him as he smiled at her with genuine enthusiasm.

The unexpected familiarity in his tone caught Gion slightly off guard. She hesitated briefly before striding forward, her long legs carrying her with a natural elegance.

But instead of sitting beside him, Gion knelt at his feet. She picked up a small plate of cake from the table and offered it to him with a soft smile.

Luffy froze, momentarily stunned.

He had anticipated Gion's decision after Kujaku's scheming, but this—a candidate admiral kneeling at his feet and serving him? It was beyond what he'd imagined.

"This… this is incredible," Luffy thought, his mind racing as he tried to process the scene before him.

Noticing his stunned expression, Gion smoothed her hair back with practiced grace, though a faint blush colored her cheeks. A mix of embarrassment and excitement tinged her voice as she explained, "Your injuries haven't healed yet. You shouldn't strain yourself. Let me serve you instead."

Her tone softened as she added with a slight laugh, "Don't look so surprised. When I was younger, I was a geisha of some renown."

Luffy blinked, surprised by the revelation. "Really? This is the first I've heard of that."

With a teasing grin, he added, "If Sister Gion was a geisha, then surely you must have been the most beautiful and famous courtesan in the world. In that case, I won't hesitate to trouble you, Gion-taifu."

Gion chuckled, visibly relaxing as the tension lifted. "No way," she said with a modest shake of her head. "I was just an ordinary geisha back then. Now I'm old and…" She trailed off, a trace of sadness in her tone.

"Old? I don't see it," Luffy said, his eyes narrowing as he studied her carefully.

Even kneeling, Gion's towering height made her almost level with him. Her red pupils captivated him; their rare and striking hue was utterly mesmerizing. Her long, snow-white thighs were perfectly sculpted, exuding an elegance that Luffy couldn't help but admire.

"Sister Gion, lying is wrong," Luffy teased, resting his chin on his hands. "You're clearly a super beauty. How old could you possibly be?"

His playful scolding earned a genuine laugh from Gion. Setting down the cake, she leaned closer, taking his hands in hers and moving them to her shoulders.

"Help me take off my cape?" she asked with a smile.

Luffy's heart skipped a beat. She's too good at this, he thought.

Swallowing his nerves, he carefully unbuttoned the pink epaulet-adorned coat of justice and set it aside.

But Gion wasn't done. Still holding his hands, she guided them to her lower abdomen. Her short-sleeved T-shirt, partially unzipped due to her impressive figure, revealed enough to leave Luffy's pulse racing.

"And here—help me with this, too," she said softly, her tone almost teasing.

Luffy gulped, his heart pounding as he tried to maintain composure. "Gion, what are you doing?" he asked, feigning shock as he attempted to pull his hands away.

But Gion held firm, guiding his hands to the zipper of her T-shirt. Without saying a word, she prompted him to pull it down.

With the motion, the fabric parted, and a part of her no longer confined by the shirt spilled forth, meeting the open air with a liberating bounce.

Luffy felt a rush of heat rise to his face. This is way too much, he thought, struggling to keep himself in check.

Noticing his reaction, Gion smirked. Rising to her full height of over three meters, she loomed over him with an air of authority and allure.

"Little Luffy," she began, her voice low and deliberate. "I need your help with something. Will you help me?"

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