Translator: PapaSmurf0700
The moon is a sight that graces the night sky for everyone, yet it rarely sparks the thought, "What if I could go up there and see it for myself?" For most, the moon and the sea are two completely separate worlds, impossible to bridge.
But at this very moment, a ship was defying that boundary, its bow pointed boldly toward the vast, glowing sphere in the sky.
Inside the top-floor restaurant of the sky-transformed Sunshine Merry, Nami gazed out through the transparent glass panels. Her eyes locked onto Luffy, who was bouncing around the bow of the ship like an overexcited child. She frowned and muttered with concern, "That damn Luffy. Is it really okay for him to be out there alone? He's going to fall off the ship one day, mark my words."
The journey from Sky Island had been long, with stretches of waiting and anticipation. Now, after what felt like an eternity, they could finally see the moon clearly—a brilliant, celestial body almost within reach. Naturally, Luffy, overflowing with excitement, had claimed the position at the bow, declaring his intention to be the first to set foot on its surface.
Bai Ye chuckled softly and waved off Nami's worries. "We're almost there. Let him enjoy himself a bit longer."
Though outwardly calm, Bai Ye couldn't help but share in Luffy's excitement. The thought of stepping onto the moon stirred something deep within him—curiosity, wonder, and a hint of nostalgia. Back in his world, before he crossed into the world of One Piece, he remembered reading Oda's depiction of the moon. It had been described as "the largest island in the world of One Piece," a tantalizing hint that its secrets were deeply entwined with the mysteries of the sea below.
Even more intriguing were the title page stories Oda had drawn, chronicling Enel's journey to the moon. Those stories had painted the moon as a place brimming with history, technology, and connections to the ancient world. It was no wonder Bai Ye felt his anticipation growing with every passing moment.
As the moon loomed ever closer, glowing brighter against the vast black sky, Bai Ye's thoughts briefly wandered. "If my guess is right," he mused aloud, "the new bounties should be announced soon."
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As they spoke, Dalton handed a freshly printed wanted poster to Doctor Kureha, his lips curling into a knowing smile. "Doctor Kureha, the new wanted posters just arrived. I think you'll find one of them particularly interesting."
Kureha snatched the poster from his hand without hesitation. Her piercing eyes immediately scanned the image printed on the parchment. Her brows arched slightly as a smirk tugged at the corners of her mouth. "Oh?" she muttered.
There, staring back at her, was none other than Tony Tony Chopper. The photograph captured him mid-bite, a piece of cotton candy in one hand and a string of drool trailing from his mouth. It was a moment so hilariously candid, she couldn't help but chuckle under her breath.
Her eyes dropped to the text below the image, reading it aloud with amusement:
"Suspected to have inherited the witch's medical skills. A raccoon dog that ate the Human-Human Fruit."
Then, in bold, attention-grabbing lettering, she saw it:
"Ship Doctor and Pet, Tony Tony Chopper. Bounty: 30 Million Berries!"
The absurdity of the title hit her like a wave, and Kureha threw her head back, laughing heartily. Her voice echoed through the room. "Hah! That little idiot—he truly takes after me, doesn't he?"
But as the laughter subsided, her expression softened. Her sharp features relaxed, and a rare warmth spread across her face. She held the poster up again, her gaze lingering on Chopper's cheerful, albeit ridiculous, image.
"Silly boy… You've grown into a fine pirate after all," she said, her lips curving into a wide, prideful grin.
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In the grandest house of Syrup Village, Kaya sat in her study, meticulously sorting through a stack of wanted posters. Her eyes landed on one particular poster, and her expression shifted to one of quiet pride. She picked it up, her fingers lingering on the edges as she murmured softly, "You, who stopped the world government's plan to resurrect an ancient weapon… Usopp, isn't this bounty far too little for someone like you?"
A warm smile spread across her face as she read the details, her chest swelling with pride. "I wish I could hear about all the adventures you've had," she said, her voice filled with both longing and admiration.
Her gaze returned to the poster, where a figure with a long nose and a mask stood confidently, aiming a sniper rifle at a distant target. The description below painted a vivid picture:
"A sniper with unparalleled precision and a unique weapon capable of releasing flames, wind, and possibly other elemental attacks. Suspected to be the son of Yasopp—a senior officer in Red-Haired Shanks' crew."
And then, in bold lettering:
"Sogeking Usopp: Wanted, 80 Million Berries!"
Outside Kaya's room, Merry, the loyal family butler, stood in the hallway with a wanted poster of his own. His hands trembled slightly as he stared at the image printed on it. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't stop his eyes from misting over.
The photograph on the poster showed a young, radiant figure sitting on the bow of the Golden Merry. Her bright eyes sparkled with joy, her smile infectious. Even though Merry had never met this "ship spirit," he felt an instant connection. He gazed at the image with wonder, his voice soft as he said, "It's been so long since I've seen that ship. It seems Usopp and the others have taken great care of you."
Below the image, the caption read:
"A ship spirit believed to be the manifestation of the Straw Hats' pirate ship, the Golden Merry. Suspected to have been brought into being by the Deputy Captain—Priest Bai Ye."
"Ship Spirit Merry: Bounty—30 Million Berries."
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At the front door of the Franky Family hideout in Water 7, a group of members wearing black overalls stumbled in, panting and shouting.
"Brothers! We've got a problem!!" one of them yelled.
"Boss Franky! He's been put on a wanted poster by the World Government!!" another exclaimed, holding up the poster for everyone to see.
For a moment, the room fell silent.
Then one of the older members smirked and said, "Idiots! Of course, he's wanted! Didn't you hear? Straw Hat Luffy and his crew broke into Enies Lobby for our big bro. There's no way the World Government would let him off after that!"
"But look at this, brothers," one of the younger members said, pointing at the poster with a grin. "Boss Franky looks amazing in the picture!"
Laughter erupted among them as the group huddled around to get a closer look.
"Hahaha! That pose! That's so Boss Franky!" one of them said, his voice full of admiration.
"As expected of our leader!" another chimed in.
The poster featured a bold image of Franky mid-pose, his metallic arms crossed over his chest, his sunglasses glinting in the light. Below the image, the text read:
"The cyborg shipbuilder who inherited the technology of the most notorious shipwright and possesses the blueprint of the ancient weapon Pluton."
"Transforming Cyborg Franky: Bounty—70 Million Berries!"
Meanwhile, at the top floor of the Galley-La Company, Iceburg sat in his office. He placed Franky's wanted poster gently on the desk.
"I told you, Franky," Iceburg muttered to himself, "you'd draw the world's attention eventually."
His hand moved to pick up another poster. Iceburg's eyes narrowed as he studied the photograph on it—a calm and determined woman with jet-black hair.
He turned his gaze to the wall of his office, where another poster had been tacked up long ago. It featured the same woman, though younger, and bearing a look of innocence lost too soon.
The new poster's text read:
"The devil who can destroy the world. The sole survivor of the O'Hara incident."
"Devil Child Nico Robin: Bounty—100 Million Berries."
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East Blue, Cocoyasi Village
"Too much! This is just too much!!" Genzo's voice thundered through the small room, his face red with frustration. He slammed his hands on the table, rattling everything on it.
Nojiko, leaning casually against the doorframe, sighed. "Alright, if you're that upset, why not go complain to the Navy?" she said, her tone laced with mock patience.
Genzo paused, his anger briefly replaced with a look of revelation. "Complain? That's a great idea! I'll do that right now!" With that, he stormed out, leaving the door swinging behind him.
Nojiko shook her head, smiling at his antics. She turned her attention to the wanted poster lying on the table. Picking it up, her lips curled into a smirk as she studied the picture.
In the photo, Nami stood confidently in a swimsuit, the perfect blend of beauty and strength. Nojiko raised an eyebrow. "After going through all those dangerous adventures, how does her skin look better than before?" she muttered in disbelief.
Her eyes dropped to the text below the image:
"An exceptional navigator from the East Blue, wielding a staff-shaped weapon capable of summoning wind, rain, thunder, and lightning."
"Queen of Thunder Nami: A bounty of 90 million berries!"
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Somewhere in the world.
The open sea bustled with ships of all shapes and sizes, but one, in particular, stood out—a massive snail carrying a castle on its back, sailing steadily through the waves.
This was the infamous mobile fortress of Germa 66, a kingdom whose reputation was feared across North Blue. Its flag, emblazoned with the number 66, fluttered ominously above the castle.
Inside one of the lavishly furnished rooms, a striking woman in a peculiar pink uniform sat in silence. She held a wanted poster in her delicate hands, her piercing gaze fixed on the image before her.
The poster featured a familiar figure, cigarette in hand, with his sharp suit and confident smirk. The woman's lips curled into a faint smile as she whispered, "You've grown up, Sanji."
This woman was none other than Vinsmoke Reiju, the eldest daughter of the Vinsmoke family, also known as Poison Pink.
Her eyes lingered on the bold letters beneath the photo:
"Suspected son of the Vinsmoke family. A chef with an enhanced, superhuman physique."
"Black Leg Sanji: A bounty of 270 million berries!"
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New World, A Coffin-Shaped Ship
The eerie silence of the sea was broken by the sound of wine being gulped down. Sitting cross-legged on his coffin-shaped ship, Dracule Mihawk, the world's greatest swordsman, placed the empty bowl aside with his usual composure.
Across from him, seated on a barrel and grinning wide, the Red-Haired Shanks wiped the corner of his mouth after downing his own drink.
"You bastard," Shanks teased, his voice light yet amused. "Why'd you suddenly show up here and demand a drink?"
Mihawk's face remained expressionless, his voice calm and measured. "Just passing the time."
Shanks raised an eyebrow, leaning back with an exaggerated laugh. "Hahahaha! Passing the time? You're a terrible liar, Mihawk."
The faintest twitch of Mihawk's eye didn't go unnoticed.
"Admit it!" Shanks continued, pointing a half-empty wine bottle at his friend. "It's about that guy, isn't it? The three-sword-wielding brat you mentioned last time!"
Before Shanks could press further, Mihawk's sword flashed. A quick, precise slash sent a burst of energy through the air, cutting through the wine jar beside them. The shards clattered to the deck, but something else floated up—caught in the gust from Mihawk's slash.
A wanted poster, now spinning mid-air, landed near Shanks' feet.
Shanks bent down to pick it up, his grin growing wider as his eyes scanned the image.
The poster showed Roronoa Zoro, mid-battle, his demonic Asura form vividly captured.
Below the photo, the text read:
"The swordsman born in a mysterious dojo in East Blue, mastering the deadly King of Hell Three-Sword Style. Known for defeating two Marineford captains with the demonic Asura power."
"King of Hell Zoro: A bounty of 350 million berries!"