"Hey, hey, Luffy, what are you doing?"
Zoro instinctively felt that something was wrong.
"Could it be..." Nami wanted to escape the cover, but running out would expose her to enemy gunfire.
"Could it be~." Chopper also felt uneasy.
Luffy's arm retracted as Sanji charged towards the group at high speed.
"Get out of the way!"
This shout from Sanji wasn't meant for Luffy and Zoro, but directed at Nami.
As Sanji flew towards them, the three people and one deer behind cover showed amazing coordination, each raising a foot.
What Sanji faced wasn't a 'human cushion,' but rather a flip-flop sole (Luffy), a sandal sole (Nami), a boot sole (Zoro), and a deer hoof.
With a bang, Sanji crashed into Luffy and the others, his face landing right on Zoro's sole, making Zoro smirk.
"You idiot..."
Sanji shook his head, the size 42 shoe print on his face particularly conspicuous.
"It suits you."
Zoro nodded with satisfaction.
"Huh?" Sanji was confused.
"The shoe print on your face."
