One Piece: The Deadly

The sun hung lazily in the sky, casting a warm, golden glow across the Thousand Sunny. The crew was lounging, recovering from their latest adventure, with the wind gently pushing the ship forward. It was a calm day—almost too calm for the Straw Hats, considering how things usually went. But as always, where there was calm, there was room for Kikidori to stir up some trouble.

Now 19, and a Yonko to boot, Kikidori still hadn't shaken off his goofy, carefree attitude. Despite the occasional glimpse of his growing maturity and strength, he was still as clumsy as ever. Today, however, he was walking around with a certain fire in his eyes. Not literally, but the mischievous spark was there, and everyone on board could sense it.

It all started when Raiko, Kikidori's close frenemy and fellow troublemaker, had been relentlessly poking fun at Kikidori's... *small stature*It seemed like Raiko couldn't help himself, constantly bringing up how "mini" Kikidori was in comparison to the rest of the crew. Kikidori had had enough of it.

"Alright, that's it," Kikidori muttered to himself, a plan beginning to form in his mind. "If Raiko won't stop with the jokes about my size, I'll just show him how it's done."

The plan was simple—embarrass Raiko in front of everyone. Of course, Kikidori had no idea how exactly this would unfold, but he was certain it would be hilarious.

With a determined look on his face, Kikidori approached the deck where all the girls were gathered. Nami, Robin, and even Ere'ana were chatting and enjoying the calm peaceful day, completely unaware of the chaos about to unfold. Raiko was standing near them, probably throwing out another one of his teasing remarks about Kikidori's... *lack of size.* Kikidori grinned, knowing the time had come to strike.

He unsheathed his sword with dramatic flair. "Alright, Raiko," he called out loudly. "Let's see who's really the *miniature* one here."

Raiko froze, sensing something was up. "What the hell are you talking about, Kikidori?" he asked, narrowing his eyes in suspicion.

But Kikidori was already in motion, swinging his sword just below Raiko's waist. With a swift cut, Raiko's pants were sliced clean through. The crowd gasped as Raiko's clothing fell away, revealing—well, let's just say—*more* than they were prepared for.

Raiko stood there, stunned, completely exposed for a moment. The girls on the deck went silent, their faces slowly turning red. Ere'ana, of course, was the first to break the silence, her face twisting into a sly grin as she crossed her arms. "Well, well, Raiko," she said with a mischievous smirk. "Looks like your *size* isn't so bad after all."

Kikidori, his heart racing from the adrenaline, turned to look at Raiko and grinned. "Yeah, Raiko," he said, a triumphant tone in his voice. "It's not about *what* you have, it's about *how* you use it."

Raiko's eyes went wide in shock, realizing what had just happened. His face turned bright red as he scrambled to grab his pants and cover himself. "Kikidori, you—!" he started to yell, but Kikidori was already laughing his head off.

"Ere'ana's right, though," Kikidori added, still laughing. "Bigger isn't always better. Sometimes it's about the *little things*."

Raiko, mortified, immediately sprinted to his quarters, leaving the girls in stunned silence.

Ere'ana, never one to miss a chance to tease, turned to Kikidori with a smirk. "Well, Kikidori, I gotta hand it to you. I didn't think you had it in you. But still," she continued with a wink, "Raiko's got *more* than you, doesn't he?"

Kikidori's face immediately turned red, his brain short-circuiting as the words hit him like a freight train. "Wh—WHAT?!" he exclaimed. "I—Ere'ana, you're terrible! I—I don't even know why I put up with you!"

The girls burst into laughter at Kikidori's reaction. Even Nami couldn't contain herself as she tried to stifle her giggles behind her hand. Robin, always calm and composed, just watched the scene unfold with an amused smile, clearly enjoying the chaos that Kikidori had managed to cause in mere seconds.

"Alright, alright," Kikidori said, trying to regain some dignity. "This isn't about me! Raiko's the one who got humiliated, not me!" But as he glanced around at the girls, he realized his plan had backfired in the worst way. Now everyone was talking about... *size.* And not the kind of size Kikidori liked to brag about.

"Ere'ana!" he yelled in a fit of frustration. "Can you just... *shut up* for one second?!"

"Ah, come on, Kikidori," Ere'ana said, still laughing. "Don't be so uptight. I was just making a joke!"

Meanwhile, Raiko was nowhere to be found. He had practically locked himself in his room, probably too embarrassed to show his face for the rest of the day. Kikidori, on the other hand, was trying to play it cool, but the damage had already been done. His embarrassing attempt at revenge had only made him the latest subject of the crew's jokes.

"You know, Kikidori," Nami said, finally wiping away a tear from her eye, "I think we all learned something today."

"Yeah, we learned that Raiko might need some bigger pants!" Usopp added, walking by and grinning from ear to ear. "Kikidori, I think you've got the *wrong* idea of what being a Yonko means, but I gotta say... that was an impressive display of *pure* chaos!"

"Shut up, Usopp!" Kikidori shot back, crossing his arms. He sighed deeply. "I swear, if you guys don't stop, I'm going to jump off this ship and *never* come back!"

Ere'ana, still teasing him, leaned over and whispered, "We all know that's not gonna happen, Kikidori. *You love us too much.*"

Kikidori groaned, facepalming as the crew continued to laugh. And so, once again, Kikidori had unintentionally made himself the butt of the joke. But as always, the Straw Hats were a family, and even in the midst of chaos, they wouldn't have it any other way.

The End of Chapter 70.