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Real MenReal men
It was a calm day on the Sunny.
Nami was working on a new map, the first of the New World and
Robin read through a stack of newly acquired books, searching for
information of the next poneglyth's whereabouts. Sanji sighed as he
watched the calm sea. He still had hours until supper and without a
lady to dote on, he felt practically lost on the large ship.
"Real men are proud warriors!" The cook's ears perked up
as he heard Usopp's voice. Having not anything better to do, he threw
his cigarette stump into the sea, pushed himself away from the
Sunny's railing and searched for the voice's owner.
Finding said person sitting with Luffy and Chopper in the Sunny's
soft grass, Sanji strolled over to them, taking in their serious
"What are you idiots doing?" the cook asked, one eyebrow
raised at their graveness.
"We're are playing the 'Real Man' game," Luffy answered.
He suddenly grinned broadly, owning him a disapproving glare
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