The sun hung lazily in a cloudless sky, its golden rays gleaming off the Thousand Sunny’s lion figurehead. The sea was unusually calm—no whirlpools, sea kings, or Marines in sight. Which, of course, meant one thing: Boredom. Usopp lay sprawled across the deck with one leg propped on a barrel and the other hanging off a lounge chair, staring at the sky as if it might start performing tricks. “This is it,” he moaned dramatically, arms limp. “This is how the great Capn Usopp dies—bored out of his genius-level mind.” “Then go take a nap,” Zoro muttered from his napping spot in the same chair Usopp had been sitting in before he got bored of sitting in it. “I already did nap!” Usopp whined. “Three s! I even counted seagulls for an hour!” Across the deck, Luffy dangled upside down from the mast, spinning slowly with a half-eaten meat bone in his mouth. “We should blow something up,” he offered, voice muffled. “No,” Nami said flatly from her chair, flipping a page of her magazine

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