Nami moaned slightly as she slowly opened her eyes, finding her vision obscured by the large pillow she had seemingly buried her face in. Rolling onto her back, the red-haired pirate took a few breaths to let her eyes adjust, only to find something was wrong. She was in a room, but just by the size and furnishings, she could tell it wasn't hers, which was inside the Sunny.

Looking around, she saw that the room was adorned with nothing but a bed, a large mirror, a closet, a chest of drawers, a few oversized pillows, and an assortment of animals. stuffed animals lying around. Although the place looked cozy and nice, that didn't stop Nami from asking herself an important question.

"How did I get here?"

The last thing she remembered was spending a normal day on the Sunny. She had made sure the boat was on the right course. She had argued with Zoro, got angry with Luffy and Usopp because of their antics, and spent a pleasant afternoon sunbathing with Robin. Then, in the evening, she had remained alone in her office and had spent half the night finishing a map.

And once her drawing was finished, Nami had left the small room to go to the room reserved for the women of the crew. But, to her surprise, she had seen the door wide open, which was unusual for Robin.

"Robin?" She asked, carefully poking her head through the doorway.

She vaguely remembered feeling dizzy, then everything went black, and now she was there, wherever she was.
Getting out of bed, the pirate decided to start seeing if she could investigate outside of her room. It wasn't until she passed the large mirror that something caught her eye.

Standing in front of the mirror, Nami was able to take a shocked look at her clothes, or rather the lack thereof. Instead of one of her usual outfits, she was dressed in nothing but underwear !

An orange ensemble consisting of a very lacy, skimpy bra that seemed to stretch slightly to contain her breasts, a matching thong and garter belt that held up the pair of pale orange stockings that adorned her legs.

The only other clothing she wore was an orange leather collar wrapped around her neck. Taking advantage of the embarrassing scene in front of her, Nami's first reaction was to head to the wardrobe to find a less revealing outfit. Nevertheless, she tried hard on the handles of the double door, she was unable to open the wardrobe, which resisted each of her assaults.

"Damn it!" She growled, finally giving up.

Nami was used to being in revealing clothes, but even her bikini was bigger than the underwear she was currently wearing. Besides, she hated not knowing who had dared to undress her. Who knows what a perv could have done while taking advantage that she was sleeping.

"If I meet him, I'll put his eyes out." She roared.

Then trying to solve another problem, she placed her hand on the back of her neck. Fumbling around on her collar, Nami discovered that it had no buckles, like dog collars. Instead, it was rather firmly locked in place. And that instantly made her realize that she had to find a key. Searching the room, Nami found nothing resembling it.
Finally, resigning herself to the fact that she didn't have a clue at the moment, Nami decided she wouldn't allow such a detail to be a problem, and headed back to the door, still determined to see if she could. leave or not. She didn't have her weapon with her, but that didn't stop her from steeling herself as she held out her hand.

To her surprise, the doorknob turned and the door opened with ease. Torn between feeling happy and skeptical, Nami very slowly pushed open the door and poked her head through the opening.

Looking around, Nami saw a hallway behind the door, which ended in a dead end at one end, and a descending staircase at the other end. Standing in various parts of the hallway walls, Nami counted fifteen doors, all of which looked perfectly identical to each other. But what caught Nami's eye was that signs were positioned on each of the doors. Taking a moment to look at her door, she saw that this sign had her name on it, so she assumed the others were the same.

Seeing that no one was in the hallway, Nami cautiously exited the bedroom and quietly closed the door behind her. Then, taking a step forward, she approached the door in front of her and widened her eyes, reading the name on the sign.

" Robin ? "

Immediately, she ran her hand over the handle of that door. But before she could touch her, Nami saw the door open and instantly backed away. Wanting to be discreet, Robin jumped a little, seeing her friend in front of her.

" Nami ? "

"Robin!" Nami rejoiced, jumping into her arms.

Taking a few seconds to figure out what was going on, while staring down the hallway, Robin tried to collect her thoughts. Like Nami, Robin was dressed only in a purple negligee and stockings that hugged and accentuated her physical beauty, and the purple leather collar around her slender neck only confirmed the fact that Robin was also a prisoner of this place.

"Oh my." Said Robin, breaking the silence. "Looks like I'm not the only one here. Judging by your looks, I guess you're in the same situation as me too, Nami.

"Yes! I woke up here and dressed like this. I believe this necklace is there to make it impossible for us to flee this place! Is it the same for you? "

" I don't understand how it works! And I can't use my powers anymore."

Yet, to her surprise, she didn't seem weakened like when she was handcuffed by the Navy.

"This necklace is clearly not made of Seastone, otherwise I'd barely feel able to walk! I wonder what it's made of."
Before Nami had a chance to ask her if she had any idea from where they were standing, the sound of a door opening caught the attention of the two women. Entering the hallway was another woman, about the same height as Nami, with pale skin, a slim but voluptuous body, and candy pink hair, which flowed down to her waist in three high ponytails.

Like Nami and Robin, she wore only a pink necklace, hot pink lingerie and stockings, with dark pink stars on the nipples of her bra and the crotch of her panties. The woman looked at the other two with unusually big, round eyes, who looked startled scared. Staring at the two for a moment longer, she asked.

"Hey, where am I?"

But before they could answer her, Nami and Robin saw her staring at them for a few seconds, before suddenly taking a step back.

"Mugiwara! You make Mugiwara crew! I recognize your faces."

"Huh?" Nami wondered. "And who are you?"

Suddenly, she remembered this strange woman, whom she had met when her crew had fought hers.

"You're that girl who was at Thriller Bark! The one I saw disappear when Kuma touched you."

Thinking back to the old Shichibukai, Perona shook a little before ordering him.

"Don't say that name! It was because of him that I got separated from Moria-sama! No, actually, it's your fault."

Pointing her finger at the du in front of her, she affirmed.

"I advise you to be careful! Because now that your captain and Long-nose are not with you, you have no chance of defeating me."

"Because you think you can use your powers?" Nami questioned, unimpressed.

"Of course." Perona affirmed, creating an ectoplasm. " NEGATIVE HOLLOW !"

However, to her surprise, she was unable to summon any ghosts.

" What ? "

Initially immobile, Nami eventually walks towards her, before punching her in the head.

"OUCH!" Perona said, dropping to her knees as she put her hands on her head.

"If you weren't responsible for us getting here, don't try to get us into more trouble." The redhead ordered her.
"It's true that fighting among ourselves will never allow us to solve our problems." Robin affirmed. "I advise to make a temporary truce, the time that we can find out where we are and how to get out of here! Is that okay with you?"

In response, Perona groaned, before looking away.

"Don't play the boss."

"It seems that each door contains a room." Nami remarked. "And if each of them has one person, that means there are fifteen of us in all."

"Succeeding in kidnapping fifteen women, some of them with powers?" Robin repeated. "Either we're dealing with a very powerful person! Or a very organized gang! Either way, we're at a disadvantage as long as those necklaces are around our necks."

Before she could suggest opening the other doors themselves, another guest saw fit to enter the hallway. This time, the person poking her head in the hallway was a dark-haired woman with a pair of glasses on her nose. Immediately, the two pirates recognized her, while Tashigi roared.

"Pirates?"

" The Navy ? "

By reflex, Tashigi positioned his hand at the level of his belt ... which was not there. Blushing in shame, she remembered that she was only dressed in dark blue underwear, and quickly covered her private parts with her arms, before turning around.

"Don't look at me."

"It's okay! We're like you." Nami asserted. "And there is no man."

"That's embarrassing." Tashigi retorted.

At the same time, the door, next to her, opened, and this time it was the granddaughter of the former shogun of Wano Kuni who appeared.

"Onami? Orobin?" Hiyori wondered.

Blinking, the five women looked at each other, before Nami finally let out a weary sigh.

"What's going on?"

"I...I don't know." Hiyori asserted. "Yesterday I was playing music, when I suddenly felt sleepy and I fell asleep! Then I woke up in this strange place, dressed in these strange clothes."

"It's the same for me." Tashigi stated, crouching on the ground so that no one could see his body. "I was training when I finally fell asleep."

"I was making jam when I felt a presence behind my back, before I woke up here." Perona finished.

"So no one saw who put us to sleep and kidnapped us." Robin noted.

"If that had been the case, I would have defended myself." Retorted a new voice.

Opening another door, a woman, resembling a harpy, showed herself to the rest of the group and, this time, Nami and Robin were not the only ones to recognize her.

"You..." Tashigi roared, recognizing Monet.

"Tsss... are you still alive?" Monet wondered. "I could have sworn you died at Punk Hazard."

Groaning suddenly, Monet put her hand on her chest, while a scar could be seen. In truth, Monet had almost no memory of what had happened, after her last message to Doflamingo.

She vaguely remembered a button she had to press. Yet, before she could squeeze it, she had felt an intense pain in her chest and...that was it. Monet was completely unaware that this event had taken place more than two months ago.

"Do you want to fight?" Nami growled, hiding behind Robin.

In response, not wanting to stay with this group of women, Monet left the hallway, before heading for the stairs.

"Hey, where are you going?" Perona questioned her.

"Do you think we're going to be able to leave this place, staying here? I'm not going to wait for a miracle to happen."

Then she left, leaving the other girls alone.

"Who does she think she is?" Tashigi grumbled.

"Still, she's not necessarily wrong." Robin affirmed. "We won't have any answers to our questions, staying here."

Then she decided to follow Monet. The others seemed hesitant to follow, all suspecting some other trap. Nami decided to follow her friend though, believing it would be best to allow the trap to go off, as long as she was confident she could handle anything. As she started down the stairs, she heard the sounds of the others following her, as it seemed like they had all decided to stick together for now.