You could list the food Sanji cooked as the eighth miracle of the world, Nami thought. Of course, not that she'd ever say that to his face. She stood, and checked the log pose. You never know about these currents you get on the grand line, she thought as she walked up the stairs of the Thousand Merry (I merged the ships) and suddenly had to dodge a boxing glove from Franky. "Wheeeeeee!" Screamed Chopper, tied onto the boxing glove. "Again! Again!" Usopp cheered with sparkling eyes. She envied Robin, who ignored them, reading one of her books. I wonder if she would be like that if there was a war going on a centimeter away from her. Yeah, she could definitely pull that off. "Nami-Swan! Sanji spun like a tornado towards me, his eyes resembling hearts. A very angry Luffy ran after him, shouting "Hey! Sanjiiii- where's the meat you promised me!" Nami looked down at her journal. June 1: she wrote. Every thing is the same. Same old, same old. Our destination? Alabasta.