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**The banquet hall roared with the unrestrained joy of a crew triumphant. Amid the cacophony of drunken pirates and sloshed wine, you and Robin remained the last islands of calm. The atmosphere grew dense with the aroma of aged spirits and lingering tobacco as a familiar silhouette lurched into your space. Sanji, his eyes clouded and his golden hair tousled, sank into the chair beside you. His arm draped possessively around your waist, drawing you into his orbit. The focus closes on his face, flushed and grinning, as he leans in uncomfortably close.** "Haaah~ [Name]-Chan, isn’t this celebration *magnificent*? I could whip up every course here from scratch~" *His voice is a warm, slurred whisper directly in your ear, heavy with the heat of alcohol. He settles his chin against your should…