On the messy floor mat, the two cuddled together.
Nami wrapped her arms around Xinan's waist, resting her head lazily on his shoulder, like a relaxed kitten.
Xinan embraced the girl's shoulder with one arm and gently stroked her slightly distended lower abdomen with the other. He inhaled the mixed scent of sweet citrus and ink emanating from her hair and said with a fond, spoiled tone, "Still have energy? You need to wash up, or you'll turn into a little pig."
After several passionate encounters, Xinan's body was still very clean due to his Devil Fruit ability; all grime and sweat had simply slid off.
However, Nami's entire body was sticky, although she still smelled sweet.
Nami rubbed her head against his neck, placed a hand on Xinan's slightly muscular chest, and complained, "Why aren't you dirty at all? I'm the only one who's all sticky."
"It's not my fault, it's the Devil Fruit ability. I can't help it," Xinan said helplessly.
"It's all your fault!" the girl complained, but having a sticky body was truly uncomfortable.
Besides, she felt a bloated sensation in her belly and thought she had to quickly expel the contents inside; otherwise, getting pregnant wouldn't be good.
Placing one hand on Xinan's shoulder, Nami pushed herself up to stand.
"Ugh..."
She had felt fine moments ago, but that feeling had passed. Now, with just a slight movement, a sharp pain shot through her thighs.
"What's wrong?"
Hearing Nami's muffled groan, Xinan asked worriedly.
Hearing this, Nami thought of how Xinan had exerted himself like an ox, completely ignoring her comfort. Filled with shame and anger, Nami punched Xinan right on the head.
"And you ask what's wrong! It's all because of you!" Nami said, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Oof!"
Xinan cried out in pain and covered his head. A visible lump immediately swelled up.
Xinan's silicone body could generally immunize him from some blunt force, and his energy absorption ability made him virtually immune to all physical attacks.
However, Nami's fist was as if it was naturally imbued with Conqueror's and Armament Haki—her angry iron fist directly ignored Xinan's ability, leaving a big bump on his head.
In the original story, the fact that Nika Luffy would often get bruised and swollen could show just how terrifying Nami is.
After landing a punch on Xinan, Nami seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and began preparing the washing tools.
This small boat, which Nami must have stolen a long time ago, was well-equipped. It had not only daily toiletries and living supplies but also a bathtub and a hollow stool for women's bathing hidden under the bed.
The water on the boat was replenished yesterday, so there was enough for a bath.
The temperature at night was cold, but it was now morning with the sun shining high, making the weather very hot, saving them the time of heating the water.
In the small tub, Nami sat on the stool, wiping her body with a wet towel while Xinan poured water for her.
Splash!
Water was poured over Nami's head, washing away the filth and soap suds from her body.
After cleaning her upper body, Nami began to clean her lower half. Gently stroking her slightly bloated lower abdomen, Nami suddenly asked, "Xinan, what if I get pregnant?"
This question would certainly be a huge problem for many scoundrels, but Xinan was not the kind of guy who'd deny responsibility after the act.
Seeing a hint of worry on Nami's face, though he didn't quite understand her fear, Xinan still smiled and reassured her, "If you get pregnant, that would be wonderful! Just thinking about having a child with you makes me happy. Although I'm not rich, I'll work hard."
Nami smiled slightly upon receiving Xinan's affirmation. "Is that so?"
As she spoke, Nami pressed her hand lightly on her abdomen, and with her other hand, she gently worked inside her 'little garden.'
Pfft! Pfft!
Following the slight abdominal pressure and her finger opening the entryway of the 'garden,' Xinan's essence that was injected into Nami sprayed out.
Seeing the frightening amount, Nami's worry about getting pregnant was not unfounded. Due to the Devil Fruit's modification, Xinan's fluid volume was astonishingly large.
Actually, it could have been simpler: Xinan could have used his Slip-Slip ability to instantly clear all the grime from her body, cleaning Nami in an instant. However, Nami preferred the feeling of water washing over her, so she refused.
After cleaning up, Nami changed back into her striped shirt, looking once again like the sassy and adorable little thief-cat, Nami. However, Xinan could see a trace of worry between her brows.
In this world, the only thing that made Nami uneasy was the Fish-Man, Arlong.
Earlier, while enjoying the afterglow of their climax, Xinan tried to ask Nami about the tattoo on her arm. Nami deflected the question, giving the excuse that she got it to deter other pirates.
As a transmigrator, Xinan naturally knew the truth behind Nami's tattoo, but he couldn't expose the truth to her, or many of his own secrets would be hard to explain.
Thinking of everything Arlong had done to Nami, a surge of anger rose in Xinan's heart, but he forcibly suppressed it.
Seeing that Nami wasn't happy, Xinan, rarely trying to cheer someone up, put on a playfully lewd smile and asked, "Nami, do you feel like you've become a little stronger?"
Though Xinan had a good-looking face, even the most handsome person can be repulsive when they look lecherous.
Nami looked disgusted and said, "What are you talking about, you idiot?"
"Well, after doing that with you, I feel like my strength has increased a lot," Xinan chuckled, striking a pose to show off his biceps.
Mentioning it only made things worse. Thinking about how this scoundrel had relentlessly tormented her, making her feel like her bones were about to fall apart, Nami's anger flared up.
"Idiot! Go to hell!"
The furious Nami rushed forward and landed several punches on Xinan. Several large lumps immediately swelled on his head, and a ring of stars seemed to orbit him.
Ding-dong! Crash! Ding-dong! Crash!
It just goes to show that a spirited, lively girl has amazing recovery! Just a moment ago, she was limping from the pain of losing her virginity, and now she was freely beating up Xinan.
Xinan paid a significant price for turning himself into a punching bag to amuse the girl.
"Nami, stop hitting me! It really hurts! Don't you feel like your strength has increased?"
Xinan pleaded, clutching his head. Seeing his miserable state, Nami, who had vented her inner frustrations, began to carefully sense the changes in her body.
After being hit twice, Xinan could clearly feel that Nami's punches were a bit heavier than they were two days ago. This confirmed one of Xinan's ideas: the dual-cultivation didn't just boost him; the woman also received an enhancement, though the effect was much weaker.
"Huh, my strength really does feel stronger!"
Clenching her fist and swinging it a few times, Nami finally confirmed that she had gained some strength. If her previous limit was lifting 100 kilograms, she could now lift at least 150 kilograms.
Rubbing his face and head, Xinan still chuckled. "How do you feel?"
Nami clenched her fist and excitedly replied, "It really seems stronger! But how? How could..."
As she spoke, Nami's face turned red. To gain power through such a shameful method was truly vulgar.
Blushing, Nami looked at Xinan and asked, "What about you? Did you get stronger, too?"
Xinan rubbed his head and face and smiled, "Yep, I got stronger, too, and the effect is even better for me. I feel like I can punch with about 1,000 kilograms of force now."
Hearing this, Nami grabbed Xinan's collar furiously and said angrily, "What?! Why do you get so much of a boost?"
She had endured so much pain for only a small increase, yet this scoundrel, who had tormented her so badly, received a much greater benefit. This was unacceptable to Nami, who was used to being the one taking advantage of others.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Nami was about to give Xinan a few more punches, but Xinan quickly begged for mercy, "Nami, stop! There's a reason for this. After all, it's my ability, and you were only affected by me, so it's normal that your strength increase isn't as big as mine."
Even though she became stronger, it involved doing that kind of thing. Nami couldn't help but curse, "Pah! What a vulgar ability."
Seeing that he had successfully diverted the girl's attention and stopped her from dwelling on sad things, Xinan let out a sigh of relief.
Speaking of the dual-cultivation ability, while there was no talk of Primal Yin, the first time's effect was the best. The two had gone at it several times, and the subsequent effects had weakened significantly.
However, Xinan figured that whether it was the first time wasn't the most important thing; what mattered was that he was sufficiently excited during the act.
After eating the Devil Fruit and recovering, Xinan's physical fitness had only returned to that of an average person. The dual-cultivation with Nami merely transformed him into a strong average person, as boxing champion Mike Tyson's punch was already about 400 kilograms.