[OP Marine Officer Luffy] Chapter 586 - 590

Chapter 586: The Revolutionary Army's Countermeasures, the Unlucky Judge

Sanji knew Luffy inside out, despite the fact that this marriage appeared to be nothing more than a strategic alliance between Luffy and Judge. He'd spent enough time with the Admiral to understand that his intentions were rarely straightforward, especially when it came to political matters.

After much consideration, Sanji had finally accepted the reality that his sister and his good friend were together. When he compared it to the alternative—Reiju being used as a political pawn and forced to marry some unknown prince or noble—this arrangement seemed far more favorable. At least Reiju genuinely cared for Luffy and wanted to build a life with him.

But Sanji wasn't naive. He knew Luffy definitely had his own agenda and wouldn't allow Judge to fulfill his long-cherished dream of unifying the North Blue without complications. Power was never handed over so easily in this world, especially not when someone like Luffy was involved.

Sure enough, just as Sanji had anticipated, trouble arrived quickly.

Their group had already stayed in the Germa Kingdom for quite some time. After his relationship with Reiju became official, Luffy had used his privileges as an Admiral to directly contact senior World Government officials that very day, making a show of his sincerity while conveying Judge's demands and intentions.

The news that returned was mixed. The good news was that the Government had agreed to Judge's territorial expansion request, acknowledging his sovereignty as king. The bad news, however, was that the Government had taken the matter seriously and demanded that the Germa Kingdom commit fully to eradicating all Revolutionary Army forces throughout the North Blue. If Judge failed to meet these requirements, all promises would be nullified.

Luffy had relayed these conditions to Judge with complete transparency. Surprisingly, Judge showed no concern about the revolutionary threat, confidently agreeing to the terms without hesitation. He genuinely believed that the Revolutionary Army posed no real danger, dismissing them as an organization lacking both the skills and financial resources of powers like the Five Elders.

In Judge's mind, his Germa 66 forces could easily crush such opposition. His current priority was carefully selecting a non-member nation as his first target, planning to announce to the world the glorious return of the Germa Kingdom!

Observing Judge's overwhelming confidence, Luffy could only wish him good luck. Based on his attitude, it was clear that Judge truly underestimated the Revolutionary Army, having paid little attention to the recent reports about Dragon’s activities.

What Judge failed to understand was that the current Revolutionary Army was no longer the backward militia that once engaged in minor skirmishes. With substantial financial backing from Golden City and technological assistance from Dr. Vegapunk himself, the Revolutionary forces were growing increasingly powerful. Their influence had sparked "rebellions" across numerous member states—events that always seemed to bear the unmistakable signature of Revolutionary involvement.

Furthermore, ever since Luffy had leaked everything he'd observed throughout his journey across the North Blue, including sensitive internal Government information, to the Revolutionary Army, Dragon—his father and leader of the Revolutionary Army—had firmly decided to make the North Blue their primary focus for expansion. Dragon himself had even left their New World headquarters to personally oversee operations in the North.

With Dragon actively participating in this geopolitical chess match and drawing the Government's attention, Luffy and the Revolutionary forces stationed across the Four Seas and Grand Line could develop their strategies properly without excessive scrutiny.

Judge had no idea that it would be virtually impossible to drive the Revolutionary Army out of the North Blue in his lifetime. Moving forward, whenever he attempted to attack a kingdom, the Revolutionary Army would descend from the skies like saviors. While repelling Germa's forces, they would simultaneously win the hearts and loyalty of the local populations.

Judge would find himself consistently outmaneuvered by the Revolutionary Army, his progress painfully slow and ineffective. The Revolutionary Army's sudden increased activity in the North Blue would inevitably attract Government attention, prompting them to provide certain support to Judge. They might even dispatch officials personally to combat the Revolutionary forces in the region.

All of this had been meticulously planned between Luffy and Dragon since the moment Luffy and Reiju had become engaged. Their strategy was unfolding perfectly.

Judge, completely oblivious to Luffy's true intentions, had unwittingly become a pawn in his complicated game against the World Government. On the very day he received approval to expand his territory, he eagerly mobilized his troops, eager to fulfill his ambitions at last.

Witnessing Judge's excitement, Luffy no longer needed to concern himself with the matter. He bid farewell decisively and embarked on the next leg of his journey.

Before departing, Judge deliberately put aside his work to bid farewell to his soon-to-be son-in-law. Seeing that reluctant expression, Reiju—who had already resolved to leave with Luffy—couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Yet simultaneously, she couldn't suppress the happiness blossoming in her heart. This was the first time since her birth that she was breaking free from her father's control. The Stormbreaker gradually rising beneath her feet represented her first taste of true freedom—something she had longed for her entire life but never believed possible until now.

Chapter 587: Reiju's Rookie Career

Reiju blinked slowly, taking in the unfamiliar yet somehow comforting surroundings. She spent several moments analyzing her current situation before fully remembering where she was.

Early morning sunlight filtered through the clouds and streamed into the room. The space was predominantly white—perhaps a bit too monotonous—but exquisitely decorated and surprisingly warm. Everything about it conveyed a sense of peace that she hadn't experienced in the Germa Kingdom.

The pretty young woman with short, light pink hair and fair skin was deep in a sweet dream, a faint smile playing across her lips. This was none other than Vinsmoke Reiju, eldest princess of the Germa Kingdom, who had followed Admiral Luffy aboard his ship and finally escaped her father's controlling grasp.

Having only boarded yesterday, there hadn't been time to personalize the room according to her preferences. Besides the standard furnishings, nothing particularly special adorned the space. Even so, Reiju, away from home for the first time in her life, had fallen into a deep, contented sleep, savoring every moment of her newfound freedom.

It should have been a beautiful, peaceful morning. Unfortunately, someone seemed determined to shatter this tranquility by knocking forcefully on her door at what felt like an unreasonable hour.

"Wake up, Reiju! This is no time for sleeping in!" a familiar voice called through the door.

When no response came, the voice grew more insistent. "Did you hear me?! Get up now, or I'm coming in!"

The persistent noise eventually disturbed Reiju's peaceful slumber. Years of combat training and living in constant alertness had conditioned her body to respond to potential threats. Her eyes snapped open as she bolted upright, immediately scanning her surroundings with a wary expression.

"I'm... on a ship?" she murmured to herself, momentarily disoriented. Then realization dawned. "Yes, I followed Luffy aboard yesterday. I'm free now."

As these words left her lips, Reiju visibly relaxed, the tension melting from her shoulders. She leaned back and allowed herself to sink into the mattress once more.

"A free life begins with sleeping as long as I want," she muttered contentedly, closing her eyes again.

The room fell into silence once more, and soon the gentle rhythm of her breathing filled the space.

Outside, Sanji frowned as he listened at the door. The two Marines standing nearby suddenly stepped back, sensing trouble. Without further hesitation, Sanji kicked the door open and rushed inside.

Under normal circumstances, Sanji would never dream of invading a woman's private quarters—such behavior would violate his code of chivalry. But for some inexplicable reason, when it came to his sister, his principles became surprisingly flexible.

Upon entering, Sanji quickly surveyed the room, assessing the living conditions. Due to the constraints of shipboard living, the space was naturally not as luxurious as the palace chambers Reiju had occupied in the Germa Kingdom. However, thanks to Luffy's willingness to spare no expense, Reiju had been fortunate enough to secure a private room on the fourth deck, complete with its own bathroom and toilet facilities.

Sanji barely acknowledged these details, his gaze quickly locking onto the bed where Reiju was now sitting up, blinking in confusion at the sudden intrusion. As the situation registered in her mind, years of composure training kicked in, allowing her to regain her poise almost instantly.

Wrapping herself tightly in the quilt, she couldn't resist teasing her brother. "My, my, Sanji has grown into quite the man, developing such inappropriate interest in his own sister? I'm sorry to disappoint you, but there can never be anything between us—your sister would never consent to such a thing."

Facing Reiju's nonsensical taunting, Sanji maintained his stern expression. He circled the bed with a darkened countenance and threw open the curtains, allowing the morning sunlight to flood the room at full intensity.

The sudden brightness caused Reiju to let out a pained cry. She quickly pulled the quilt over her head and wailed miserably from beneath it: "What are you doing?! Close those curtains immediately! I want to sleep!"

Sanji leaned against the windowsill, arms folded across his chest, watching the quilt-covered lump writhing like some strange creature on the bed. He struggled to reconcile this behavior with the composed, elegant sister he had known.

After taking a moment to suppress his urge to lecture her, Sanji addressed the situation with a cold, professional tone.

"Reiju—no, 'new recruit' would be more appropriate—according to Admiral Luffy's orders, you are now officially a member of the G66. However, since you have no prior experience serving in the Marines, you are automatically classified as a Chore Boy according to regulations. Now, immediately get up, put on your uniform, and report for duty!"

The moment he finished speaking, the writhing mass beneath the quilt went completely still. A heavy silence filled the room.

Finally, Reiju threw back the covers, sat bolt upright, and pointed at herself in absolute disbelief.

"Me? Chore Boy? You must be joking!" Her voice rose with each word, her expression a mix of shock and indignation that perfectly captured the dramatic shift from her dreams of freedom to this unexpected reality.

Chapter 588: Oddler Soldier - Reiju

Even though the situation was utterly unacceptable to her, after Sanji's repeated confirmation and persistent urging, Reiju finally relented. With a sullen expression, she reluctantly dragged herself out of bed and began changing clothes.

Sanji had excused himself long before she got up, and was now leaning against the wall outside her door. He took a long drag from his cigarette, his face betraying unmistakable impatience as he waited.

Inside the room, Reiju still couldn't process the fact that she had somehow become a Marine servant overnight. While lazily sorting through her clothes, she called out to Sanji through the door:

"Are you absolutely certain about this? I only arrived yesterday as a guest. I never agreed to join the Marines."

Sanji remained unmoved by her protests. Glancing at his watch, he continued his relentless pressure:

"Stop talking nonsense. It's 7:03 now. If you haven't reported to your assigned workplace with me by 7:20, you can forget about having breakfast or lunch today."

Reiju had just finished changing into a simple white t-shirt and trousers. Upon hearing his threat, she marched out of her room in obvious displeasure.

Seeing that his words had finally motivated her to action, Sanji merely gave her a cursory glance before turning to lead the way through the ship's complex corridors.

"This way," he said flatly, already walking ahead.

Reiju gritted her teeth and quickly hurried after him, unable to contain her frustration any longer.

"Hey, you're really taking this Marine act too far! Tell me what's actually going on here!" she demanded, struggling to keep pace with him. "After all, I'm Luffy's fiancée. Shouldn't I be lounging in bed all day enjoying the service of subordinates? Answer me, you bastard! What's the meaning of this?"

Sanji turned to look at his sister with a puzzled expression. The irritable, impatient woman before him displayed none of the grace and elegance that had always defined Princess Reiju of Germa Kingdom.

"Is this woman really my sister?" he wondered silently. "Could Judge have somehow switched her with an impostor before we left?"

Reiju met his suspicious gaze with a fierce glare, challenging him to voice his thoughts.

Taking another contemplative drag from his cigarette, Sanji temporarily set aside his doubts and began to explain the situation.

"It's quite simple. Our ship doesn't operate on principles of leisure and privilege," he stated matter-of-factly. "No matter how close your relationship with Luffy may be, everyone on board contributes according to their abilities. This rule applies to you just as it does to Luffy's other women."

"For example?" Reiju asked skeptically, her lips forming a disbelieving pout.

"For instance, take Princess Vivi. She's also royalty and has been engaged to Luffy for quite some time now," Sanji explained patiently. "Currently, she's training under Rear Admiral Ain and assists with various logistics management tasks."

The image of a blue-haired girl flashed through Reiju's mind. Learning that another princess—one who had also secured an engagement with Luffy—was required to work according to these same rules made her feel somewhat better about her situation. At least she wasn't being singled out for unfair treatment.

"Fine," Reiju conceded with a sigh. "So what exactly will I be doing? My father may have been strict, but he did grant me considerable authority in Germa for various reasons. I typically managed portions of the kingdom's administration. If you need me to handle bookkeeping or inventory, I should have no problems with that."

Reiju seemed to relax slightly, assuming her duties would align with her administrative experience. This misapprehension made Sanji laugh outright.

"I'm afraid you've misunderstood," he said, unable to suppress his amusement. "Those responsibilities have already been assigned to others. You've been specifically placed under my command, and I happen to be the head chef of this vessel. So whatever administrative skills you possess are, unfortunately, irrelevant to your current position."

Reiju froze in her tracks, her expression darkening dangerously.

By this point, she was nearly ready to commit murder. If she had been asked to handle clerical work, she might have grudgingly endured it. But Sanji was actually suggesting she should follow him and work as a cook!

Throughout her years as a Germa princess, she had expertly assassinated countless individuals—but she had never once cooked a meal! The very idea that a princess of her stature would be expected to prepare food was outrageous!

Sanji sensed the murderous aura intensifying behind him but showed no surprise. He suddenly stopped walking and slowly turned to face her.

"'The royal family cannot serve others.' You still remember that philosophy, don't you?" he asked quietly.

Sanji's unexpected words caused Reiju to halt her rising anger immediately.

Of course she remembered those words. This was the core principle their father, Judge, had instilled in them since childhood. When Sanji was young, he had been severely reprimanded by Judge for sharing food he'd cooked with a small mouse that had wandered into the castle. From that point forward, the other Vinsmoke brothers had begun tormenting Sanji relentlessly.

While Reiju was lost in these uncomfortable memories, Sanji had already turned around and resumed walking. As he moved away, his parting words reached her clearly:

"I don't know what twisted values he's implanted in you over the years," Sanji said, his voice carrying a rare edge of emotion. "I only know that on this ship, there are only brothers and sisters. No royalty, no maids, and no servants."

The words hung in the air between them, challenging everything Reiju had been raised to believe about her place in the world.

Chapter 589: Reiju: Are You All Perverts?

Watching Sanji's gradually receding back, Reiju suppressed the anger and frustration building inside her. She tilted her head slightly, resting her cheek against her palm, and fixed her beautiful eyes on him without blinking. Slowly, a mischievous smile blossomed at the corner of her lips.

"It seems you've developed quite the backbone over the years," she thought to herself. "But that's hardly a reason for you to lecture your older sister."

Making a split-second decision, she suddenly called out loudly: "Sanji!"

"What now?" Sanji turned around with visible irritation, fully expecting another tantrum from his sister.

But what he saw instead was Reiju smiling brightly, giving him an enthusiastic thumbs-up while playfully winking at him. "You looked so handsome just now! I'm completely charmed!"

"Are you an idiot? I'm being serious here—this isn't a joke!" Sanji completely lost his composure this time, launching into a lecture that continued uninterrupted for a good three or four minutes.

His original intention had been straightforward: to help Reiju interact more with the ship's crew and abandon her royal pride. And yes, perhaps he'd enjoyed the opportunity to lecture and posture a bit in front of his sister. What he hadn't anticipated was that Reiju had been acting all along, merely waiting for him to reach this point so she could mock him.

"My, my, you're already angry? What a sensitive little brother you are," Reiju teased, advancing with a sly smile. She extended her hand as if to comfort a disgruntled puppy, completely ignoring Sanji's resistance as she forcefully patted his head. Then she grabbed his arm and began dragging him in the direction they'd been heading.

"Come on, we're almost late. Take me to meet your friends," she insisted cheerfully.

After stumbling momentarily from her unexpected pulling, Sanji regained his balance, shook off her hand with obvious annoyance, and quickly positioned himself in front of her again.

"Fine, whatever. Let's go directly to the training grounds," he declared tersely. "As a new recruit, I'll teach you how Marine combat works."

With that proclamation, Sanji led the way without another word.

Reiju simply smiled silently, following him without further commentary.

Soon, the siblings arrived at the elevator on the fourth floor, one after the other. After scanning his ID card, Sanji entered the elevator and pressed the button for the second floor.

As Reiju stepped into the elevator behind him, she noticed the identification card in his hand with apparent surprise. "I thought only Luffy and I had access cards like that. I didn't expect an outsider like you would get one too."

She deliberately emphasized the word "outsider," causing a vein to throb visibly on Sanji's forehead.

"Just to remind you," he retorted, barely containing his irritation, "I'm the head chef of the G66 branch. I'm responsible for planning meals not just for this ship but for the entire G66 division."

Hearing Reiju's startled gasp behind him, Sanji finally allowed himself a small, proud smile.

"If you want desserts or special drinks in the future, you'd better watch your attitude and not offend me. Also, I should point out that I've known Luffy much longer than you have."

Recognizing the thinly veiled threat in Sanji's words, Reiju chuckled and raised her hands in mock surrender, pretending to be frightened.

Sanji responded with a cold snort, choosing to ignore this troublesome woman who seemed to delight in aggravating him.

When the elevator stopped at the second floor, he exited first, tilting his head slightly to signal Reiju to follow. As she stepped out, Reiju was immediately struck by the scene before her and halted in her tracks.

Spread out before them was an expansive, grass-covered training ground. Across this open space, numerous individuals were engaged in various training exercises, some in groups, others in pairs or small teams.

But this alone wouldn't have been particularly remarkable. What truly shocked Reiju was the attire—or rather, lack thereof—of many participants.

Surprisingly, most of the women were wearing nothing but bikinis with standard Marine capes draped over their shoulders.

"This... this... this is..." Reiju stammered, her eyes widening. "You people really are perverts! You actually make female Marines train in such revealing outfits? Am I expected to strip down and dress like that too? That's absolutely disgusting!"

Thud!

Sanji lost his balance and fell directly onto the grass, nearly killed by Reiju's outrageous accusation.

Regardless of his current embarrassment, Sanji quickly rolled over and jumped to his feet, shouting angrily:

"No! We don't have any weird dress code like that! These women are different—they're all warriors from Amazon Lily! Do you understand what Amazon Lily is?!"

Sanji felt thoroughly defeated. Although he certainly appreciated the aesthetically pleasing sight of these traditionally dressed female warriors, this wasn't something they had imposed. In fact, Luffy had even tried to convince them to adopt more conventional Marine attire.

"Unfortunately," every such attempt had been firmly rejected by the female warriors themselves, who insisted on maintaining their cultural identity even as they served under Marine command.

Chapter 590: Marine Six Style

Just as Sanji was earnestly explaining the origins of the female warriors to Reiju, his booming voice attracted the attention of many Marines engaged in their training routines.

When they recognized the "angel" who had saved their taste buds—Chef Sanji, whose popularity on the ship was second only to Luffy, Ain, and Nami—many paused their exercises and cast curious glances in their direction.

Naturally, Reiju, standing beside Sanji, came into everyone's field of vision.

There were approximately a thousand personnel aboard the Stormbreaker, all sharing the same vessel. The relationship between Sanji and Reiju, along with the gossip surrounding their leader, had spread through word of mouth long ago, evolving into more than twenty different versions of the same story.

The fact that Sanji had essentially become the admiral's brother-in-law was a topic that everyone discussed with great interest whenever the opportunity arose.

However, thanks to the enthusiastic promotion from a contingent of North Blue Marines, what piqued people's curiosity most was Reiju herself—the "major villain" from the comics who supposedly made the protagonist suffer, the princess of the allegedly evil Germa 66 army.

Consequently, many onlookers began to discreetly edge closer to the siblings.

Meanwhile, after Sanji finished explaining the personnel composition of the warship, Reiju nodded in understanding. What Sanji failed to notice was the calculating gleam that flashed in her eyes after her acknowledgment.

"The Pirate Queen—no, now she's the Queen of a government-recognized member nation," Reiju thought to herself. "As expected, she possesses both beauty and strength, and even Luffy has many of her people under his command. She seems like a formidable opponent."

Based on the various palace intrigue novels and comics she had consumed over the years, Reiju subconsciously inserted herself into a competitive narrative, immediately regarding Hancock as her imaginary rival. Of course, she hadn't yet met any of Luffy's other romantic partners, so their future dynamic remained uncertain.

After clarifying the situation, Sanji wasted no further words. He stretched his body with purpose, planning to begin the day's necessary training regimen.

"Next, follow me and I'll demonstrate the intensity of G66 branch training," he announced.

Hearing this, Reiju snapped back to reality and gave him a skeptical look.

"Do you honestly believe I need this kind of basic training?" she questioned. "Although it might be difficult for you to acknowledge, don't forget that I too was subjected to rigorous training by our father since childhood. I've completed countless Germa war missions in the past."

Sanji, who had been stretching in preparation for running several hundred warm-up laps, raised his eyebrows and paused when he heard her challenge.

"Are you suggesting that you're already strong enough and don't require this fundamental training?" he asked pointedly.

"Exactly. That's precisely what I'm saying," Reiju confirmed, meeting Sanji's gaze without flinching. She crossed her arms confidently across her chest, her posture radiating absolute self-assurance.

They stared at each other intently for what felt like an eternity. The growing crowd of spectators anticipated an imminent sibling confrontation and watched with eager anticipation.

Suddenly, Sanji turned away from Reiju and scanned the gathered onlookers. After a moment, his eyes locked onto his target.

"Bill! Come here!" he called out.

When his name was called, the sous-chef Bill—who appeared to be in his thirties or forties but was actually only twenty-five—hastily extracted himself from the crowd and hurried over to Sanji.

"Coming, coming, Captain Sanji! What do you need—" Bill began enthusiastically.

"Hands together, ready!" Sanji interrupted sharply.

"Huh?" Before Bill could fully process what was happening, Sanji spun around and delivered a powerful backward kick.

Though momentarily confused, Bill quickly recovered and instinctively braced himself for impact. Even so, the force of the kick sent him flying backward, nearly colliding with the throng of spectators.

When Reiju witnessed Sanji attacking his teammate over what appeared to be a mere disagreement, indignation filled her mind. But before she could voice her objection, she noticed Bill standing up in the distance, seemingly unharmed.

Bill took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and carefully assessed the force of the impact he had just experienced.

Seizing the opportunity, Sanji provided Reiju with a timely explanation:

"Marine Six Style is a specialized technique mastered by only a select few Marines and CP agents. It allows us to accurately gauge an individual's approximate strength," he clarified. "Since you believe your combat level is already sufficient, come and give it a try. This will allow me to develop a suitable training regimen for you based on your actual capabilities."