One Piece: My Crew is from Other World

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After hearing Nojiko's words, Ryuunosuke and Najenda exchanged awkward glances.

She was right—this matter really did concern her.

"Don't look at me like that," Nojiko muttered, clearly flustered. "It… it really does seem like this has something to do with me."

She quickly stepped to Najenda side and picked up the notebook. But the moment she saw Bell-mère's name written inside, she froze.

"Th-This…" she stammered. "Captain, what does this mean? Nami and I…"

Nojiko's voice trailed off, her expression overwhelmed with disbelief.

She had always believed that she and Nami were abandoned orphans—babies Bell-mère had found drifting at sea, without names or identities. But now, not only did they have identities, they had origins tied to something incredibly dangerous.

If the contents of this notebook were true, then the power of the ancient weapon Uranus was somehow connected to both of them.

Nojiko's chest tightened. She never once felt anything special about their lineage… but then again…

Her thoughts raced back to their uncanny sensitivity to weather. Nami had been able to detect changes in the climate from a very young age, almost like a sixth sense. Nojiko herself had only begun to notice the ability after going out to sea.

And now that she thought about it, she'd never met another navigator with those instincts—not even among the strongest pirate crews. That kind of talent came at a price, didn't it?

"Captain…"

"It's alright," Ryuunosuke interrupted gently, cutting her off. "Whatever your past was, whatever your bloodline might be, it doesn't matter."

He gave her a firm look. "Right now, you have only one identity: Navigator of the Dragon Hunter Pirates."

His voice was calm, but resolute.

He understood exactly what Nojiko feared. If the World Government discovered this connection, they'd hunt them down without hesitation. To them, someone tied to Uranus wasn't a person—they were an asset to be exploited or dissected.

"Captain…"

Nojiko's voice caught in her throat. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears. She gave him a grateful look before quietly turning and walking back into her cabin.

"Najenda."

"No need to follow her," Ryuunosuke said calmly. "Give her some time. Let her process this on her own."

Then his tone shifted. "We may have to head to the East Blue."

He glanced down at the notebook in his hand. The entries ended abruptly after the mention of Bell-mère. The other half was missing—but Ryuunosuke had a feeling it was back in Cocoyashi Village.

"You mean go now?" Najenda asked.

"We might not make it in time," she added, calculating quickly. "Even with the Ship of the Gods, crossing the Calm Belt to reach the East Blue will take time."

"And don't forget," she reminded him, "we still need to head to Marijoa soon."

"Let Yahiko handle it," Ryuunosuke replied, after a moment's thought. "Cocoyashi Village isn't hard to locate. He can scout it with a video transponder snail. We don't need to go ourselves."

With that, he picked up the Den Den Mushi and dialed Yahiko's frequency.

…

The revelations in the notebook weren't just shocking for Nojiko—they had unsettled Ryuunosuke too.

Why had Rocks made a move like this in the first place? What was he after? What could have driven him to take things all the way to Marijoa?

And more importantly… how was Rocks connected to the Dark-Dark Fruit?

He had once wielded it. Now, Blackbeard had it.

Was the fruit about to awaken again?

Ryuunosuke narrowed his eyes. The Dark-Dark Fruit was dangerous enough already. If it reached awakening—if Blackbeard gained the ability to absorb and erase even the very essence of others—then he would become a catastrophe. A walking black hole.

Even Ryuunosuke wasn't confident he could stop him.

Once Yahiko's task was set, Ryuunosuke reached out to someone else—Morgans.

"Captain Ryuunosuke! What a surprise. You've got big news for me again, don't you?" Morgans chirped excitedly through the Den Den Mushi.

"No," Ryuunosuke said flatly. "I want an update on Blackbeard. I told you to track his movements. It's been weeks, and I haven't heard a word."

"Ah… that." Morgans chuckled. "Well, the truth is—he's disappeared."

"Disappeared?"

"He's lying low. Smart move, honestly. With the war between you and the World Government heating up, if I were him, I wouldn't show my face either. The Dragon Hunter Pirates are too hot right now. He's probably waiting to see who comes out on top."

Ryuunosuke frowned. Morgans definitely knew more than he was letting on. But if he wasn't willing to share, Ryuunosuke wasn't going to waste time pushing.

"Oh, one more thing," Morgans added, his tone shifting. "A group from the World Government bought some intel from me. They're heading your way."

"Who?"

"Miss Bakkin. Brought her idiot son Weevil and a bunch of elite agents. Just a heads-up."

With that, Morgans ended the call.

"Bakkin?" Ryuunosuke muttered. "Since when did she start working with the Government?"

And if she was resurfacing now… wasn't she worried about Zephyr?

That thought sparked something in his mind.

Zephyr's New Navy.

They'd broken off from the World Government, operating independently now. With the Marines too distracted to rein them in, they had free reign.

Zephyr… that old man still had principles. Maybe he even had information worth gathering.

But if Ryuunosuke wanted to talk, he'd need to offer something first. Zephyr wasn't the kind to entertain pirates without a reason.

"Perurururu…"

He contacted Morgans again, this time to ask for Zephyr's location.

Once he had it, he sent an official invitation—through Morgans' channel.

No sense in sailing off now, not with Bakkin's group en route. Better to stay put and let them come.

…

Meanwhile, on an island deep in the New World.

"Sensei, the news bird just dropped this off."

Ian handed a letter to Zephyr.

"Another one?" Zephyr muttered. "Probably Garp or that relic Sengoku again."

Still, he opened it quickly.

But when he read the sender's name, he froze.

The Dragon Hunter Pirates.

A pirate crew… sending him an invitation?

And not just any pirates—Ryuunosuke's crew.

Zephyr expression darkened with intrigue.

"Sensei? Is something wrong?" Ain asked, noticing the change.

Zephyr said nothing for a long moment, eyes scanning the invitation again.

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