Luffy often wondered how the mikans tasted in their utter ripeness. The bright glow of the fruits tempted him whenever the prospect of food came to mind. Nobody else was allowed to touch Bellemere's fruits, they were Nami's sole property, and hers alone.

His eyes, however, were riveted towards the chair that held the trees' owner. The woman peeled a mikan and unceremoniously popped a slice in her mouth, chewing thoughtfully.

He sauntered over to his navigator.

Nami blushed fiercely when her captain took her hand and slowly licked the juices dribbling from her fingers. In response, he grinned. "Delicious!"