I need to prepare for departure ...

I had no problem admitting, that this was the best sex I've ever had. The combination of danger, the scale, doing it in public and of course Desire and Nami themsselves being supremely hot. Especially Nami. I just had to have her again. Of course with my normality powers that should be farely easily arranged, but by now I was aware, that the thrill of danger and uncertainty as well as some semblance of challenge were what did it for me, so simply making it normal for her, that she would seek me out at the earliest possible time to fuck me would not be satisfactory. I had to make it a game.

I was still contemplating this dilemma, when I entered the Arms Shop. The shop keeper greeted him with grade-A salesman grin: "Hello Inspector Tsujo! I assume you are here to pick up your cutlass, not for another inspection!"

It was easy to tell, that he was somewhat dissapointed to see you enter alone and not with a half-naked woman. "You assume correctly, unless you have someone for me to inspect in the back", I joked.

"Only my wife and my daughter, neither of whom are pretty marines!", he said not liking the joke one bit as he handed me my sword. Of course that meant I had to keep the joke going, even if I had no intention of starting something now or with his probably ugly wife and daughter: "I'm sure you wouldn't want me to inspect them even if they were, since you'd likely never see them again..."

He liked that joke even less. His smile was now extremely **** as he walked over to one of the swords hanging on the wall obviously intending to draw it, if my next answer was another joke...

"It's just that normally any woman I've fucked becomes my harem girl." Than it dawned on me that for some reason I had reclessly formed a sentence with the one word I should never use reclessly in a sentence. At least the shop-keeper got a smile out of me running away in panic, apparently thinking he scared me off, when he drew his sword.

I was almost back to the ship, when I caught my breath and started thinking, what I got myself into and what I needed to be done. Most urgently I probably retroactivly turned every woman I've put my dick in into my 'harem girl' most importantly that included Alvida. My super strong girlfriend who was surely going to kill me, when she realized...

I had no idea what being my 'harem girl' entailed. Even if my last use of my power had affected Alvida, if I made being a member of my harem something she wouldn't object to, she might have mercy on me.

"It's normal for most of my harem girls to not notice, they are harem girls, because being one of my harem girls on it's own has no effect on their free will or their body."

I was proud of that one. For now I made 'harem girl' a meaningless title but through the use of the words 'on it's own' I still could change that later with Alvida's blessing, even if I was unable to change things that I had done with my powers in the first place. That brought me to the second point of order: I needed a way to keep track of what I had done with my powers, ideally one that I could present to Alvida if necessary to prove my innocence in certain matters. Furthermore I needed a way to prevent mistakes like the one in the Arms Shop from happening again. And lastly I would like a way to use at least some of my power without being **** to use the word 'normal' since it was at times really bothersome.

I had already put a little bit of thought into it and already found a solution for the first and the last problem: A log-book where I would keep clear record of what I had done with my power. Maybe I could make it normal for any statement I wrote in there to become true. [Spoiler: it won't work; this isn't 'The Rulebook'] Of course that part had the lowest priority.

The reason I had put 'Don't use your power on accident' in second place, was because I had already tried the most obvious solution, before I had run into Nami: I could not make it normal for my power to only trigger, when I actually wanted it to and now I had to keep in mind that I would normally trip when I tried to use my powers unsuccessfully. If my powers were themselves immune to my powers, I had no idea what else to do.

Time to do some more testing on the extend of my power: "It's normal that I own a book, that I can teleport from my cabin into my hand and back."

Apparantly one didn't have to take a step to trip. It least I knew for certain it didn't work. I walked into a general store: "Do you sell blank books? Like for diaries or log-books?"

"Of course, you're in Louetown. Maps, literature on sea travel, medicine, combat or nutrition, compasses, diaries, Log Poses, ...", the clerk rattled on about their stock and how if one wasn't selling something related to sea travel one might as well not open shop in this city in the first place, as she was going to the back of the shop and returned with an arm full of presumably empty books of various thickness and with varying quality of backs.

"Yeah sure. It's normal that I get to try writing before I make a buying decision."

"Of course, try this!", she said beaming with a nice looking pen in her outstretched hand.

I took it and decided to test my powers again. After all I was able to use my powers as birthcontrol: "I can normally write at a speed of 500 signs per minute with beatiful and perfectly legible script."

Within seconds I filled several pages of the thin booklet I had picked to test my powers. "When I write into a book it will always have at least two pages left, no matter how much I write into it."

Instead of tripping I heard a gasp and looked up. The clerk looked at me, like she was about to fall on her knees and kiss my feet.

"What?"

"Did you by chance eat the Reko-Reko no Mi?"

What? The 'Record-Fruit'? Though better not laugh in her face, yet. Especially since she looked like she was about to suck my dick without any promting from him.

"How do you figure? And what if I had?"

"Uhm, are you joking? You just said, that its normal for you to write literally as much as you want into a single book. Something that would only be possible with the Devil Fruit I've been trying to get my hands on ever since I could read!"

"Why?"

She looked a bit uncomfortable at the sought of telling me.

"After what you just said it would only be normal to be honest with me."

"I guess you're right. So the people in this city laugh about three people behind their backs: Ippon Matsu and Tashigi because of their shared obsession for swords. I have a hard time not to join in, I mean I heard that Tashigi ran half-way through the city with her tits out to get a sword polished and the old arms dealer literally gave away his most valueable sword for free to some guy, because he picked up another sword as well..."

I raised an eyebrow and wanted to interrupt her but she picked up and cut to the chase: "And I am obsessed with ... this. Recording, documenting, mapping, you name it, I love it. I hate admitting it but until last week I was in prison after Smoker arrested me for beating a pirate to **** for stealing my favorite book and if that guy hadn't had a bounty of a few million berry the Captian wouldn't have let me out at all."

I stopped writing and took a close look at her. Yes, she definetly had the hot librarian look down: brown hair, tied back in a pony tail, a vest over a checkered blouse holding back a respectable rack, that looked huge on her small frame. She pushed her thick rimmed glasses back up and finally got to the point: "And that obsession is why the Reko-Reko no Mi is one the two Devil Fruits I'd ever consider eating."

And suddenly a big book was laying on the counter, flipped open and turned so I could read it. The clerk ran her finger over the words that described the fruit in question with veneration in her eyes as she spoke the words she apparently knew by heart: "The Reko-Reko no Mi is a Paramecia Fruit that allows it's user to keep and replicate record of all information known to the user, create record of all information any person or animal is willing to give to the user and verify whether any form of documentation is accurate. Examples: Norland the explorer had an unnamed crewmember, who was able to give accurate record (unknown medium) of the smell of a rare flower and create photorealistic pictures of what a pet-dove had seen (verified by a Zoan-user). It is suspected that this user died, before Norland reached Jaya, since their record would have been proof of his story."

I had to admit, while it probably was the most boring Devil Fruit out there, it was definetly useful outside of combat. The ability to tell if somebody was lying on its own could be considered worth giving up swimming for. Which made me curious: "What other fruit would you eat?"

"The mythical Monki-Monki no Mi", she said dismissivly. She flipped over a few pages, evidently knowing the entire book by heart. My eyes nearly bulged out of my head. If what was in this book was accurate this fruit was definetly the One Piece. Not suprisingly there was no picture of the fruit, only the speculation that it 'has the base-look of a mangosteen, since the other models of Monki-Monki no Mi appear as this fruit as well'.

"What the fuck is a mangosteen?" And before I could really face the clerk she had already flipped the book to the page for the 'normal' Monki-Monki no Mi where there was a picture of a round blue fruit with spiralling patterns that resembled curled monkey tails. As I looked up to the clerk she was opening another enzyplika to show me a picture of a normal mangosteen which was violet and about the size of a small tangerine.

I took stock of the situation. With my normalized writing ability I should be able to keep track of my power use. I would not be suprised if my power could not be used to obtain this overpowered fruit, but I still wanted that book since there was still a good chance we would find some Devil Fruits on the Grand Line.

"It's normal, that you would let me take any book you know by heart for free, wouldn't you agree?"

"Sure, I won't charge you for the empty books and if you want I can bring out the literature you can have." And the book I wanted vanished from the counter before I could reach for it. I already had a bad feeling what that was about but asked anyway: "What about the one you just recited for me?"

Her good nature was gone in an instant: "I recall telling you, what happened to the last person, who tried to take it."

Of course. She cared more about this book than any semblence of normality. I loved a good challenge: "Hypothetical question: Would you be willing to trade it for the Reko-Reko no Mi?"

And the booky, sexy librarian was back: "That's a good question. On one side it would mean giving up a book that was really hard to get a hold of. On the other side the fruit would enable me to more than make myself a replacement. On the first side again I think this books value to me is mostly sentimental...."

She was mumbling to herself and didn't notice me saying to her: "It's normal for you to get horny when thinking about Devil Fruits."

I did not expect the effect to be this immediate. She was rubbing her legs against each other straight away and only a few seconds later her left hand made her way into her pants as her face became flush, though she didn't appear the slightest bit embarrassed.

"You know, I do have a Devil Fruit, but not the Reko-Reko no Mi. Do you think you can guess, which one it is?", I said looking right into her eyes. She didn't speak at first, only biting her lower lip and unbuttoning her vest and blouse to grope her breast with her free hand.

"Give me something to go off of, I have no idea, what it could be."

"I can affect other Devil Fruit users; there are two on my crew and I can use my power on both on them."

She moaned: "This barely limits the possibilities from what I already knew. Your power can either change the reality of a book having a finite number of pages or it can trick me into believing it can. I knew it wasn't going to be the Yomi-Yomi no Mi!"

I glanced at the clock above her. I only had about half an hour until Buggy wanted his execution of Luffy to go down and I still hadn't done anything about the ship being impounded. I would have to keep this brief.

"Ok. I want to level with you: I don't know anything about my Devil Fruit and would like this book to look it up and because I expect to run into more Devil Fruits on the Grand Line. I see however, that taking this book from you is not an option. So here is my idea; a comptetition: If I manage to make you have the strongest orgasm of your life, before you can identify my Devil Fruit."

"I join you on your tour across the Grand Line and bring my book. What do you get if I win?"

"It's normal for you to consider me paying for the stuff I'm taking and a second orgasm as a fair wager."

"Deal!", she said as she leapt over the counter and kissing me on the mouth. As she pulled down my pants, she started asking questions: "You were not able to use your power to take the book from me?"

"Yes, though I'm confident I could take pretty much everything else in this shop with it."

"So it is limited by how much the victim cares about the object", she guessed before she tried sucking my cock. Emphasis on tried. Though she currently made Alvida look frigid she not only lacked her smothness but also even her little experience with blowjobs. She had trouble getting her small mouth over even a third of my length. She gave up an swallowing my dick and started licking along its length. Then she stood up and spoke again: "It's not getting more lubricated and I'm as wet as I can get. You were the one who wanted to make me come!"

I didn't waste any more time got up as well and bent her over her counter, still playing along with our 'competition': "It's not about how much the victim cares about what I'm trying to do, but how much they care about the medium of my power."

Instead of postulating a new thesis she screamed. I was aware she had already been quite horny and must have a short fuse to start masturbating seconds after thinking about Devil Fruits, but it was odd to have two women cum from me merely putting my cock into their pussies. Of course that didn't really distract her: "AHH! Oh my God! ... That's the second strongest orgasm I ever had! So your power affects something all your victims are aware of?"

"Yes, but don't worry on my account. I've only gotten started", I shot back as I thrust into her. At the rate she was going I had to be more concerned about getting of myself before I had to leave.

"OHH YEAH! So it's some kind of mind control. Can you use it on animals?"

I flipped her over and started groping her tits, which freed from the blouse and vest looked to be about D or E cups. "Yes though it gets increasingly harder to tell if it will work the less sentient the target is. Generally if it's alive it has to understand what I want."

"GOD FUCK YES KEEP GOING! So you could use it one the FUCK YES! book itself, but not YEAAAH! to make me give it to MMH you?"

Her right hand had rubbing her clit and her left was holding onto my right. Her legs were folded behind my hip making sure I would keep on filling her pussy with my dick. I started pinching her nipples as I answered: "Yes I used my power so I can write as much as I want into a book. fuck", her pussy had been relativly tight due to our respective sizes, but now it had started contracting like Alvida giving me a firm Handjob and it was getting me closer as well. "But your favorite book is more important to you than the medium of my power."

I was aware, that I had given her a pretty big lead there and picked up the pace.

"AHH! Love? FUCK! no. YES! Reality? HARDER! YES! JUST LIKE THAT! no. AAAHHHH!" As she had an orgasm that was twice as good as her second best orgasm up until then, the muscles in her stomach tensed and she kissed me, screaming the majority of her pleasure into my mouth as she was held up on my cock in her pussy.

Considering how quick she got onto my dick, he had expected that I would have to resort to my power to get her off again, but she barely waited for me to come to put her pants back on and started packing her bag. I voiced my suprise but her answer made sense: "The sooner we're finished packing and in your cabin the sooner I can get you to fucking destroy me! Now, you said you wanted to go on the Grand Line so we need a Logue Pose, a metereology kit and the maps can't hurt either. Can you use your power, so I won't have to pack more than one change of clothes?"

"Yes, why? And what is this compass-looking thing?"

"I always bring one change of clothes and a set of pyamas here, because I like to stay here overnight... please tell me you didn't intend to go to the Grand Line today without knowing about Logue Pose."

"Well..."

"I'll explain, when I'm no longer horny", she said and began pulling me out of her shop by my pants.

I certainly got more out of the shop the clerk whose name I still didn't know was just locking up. Though I was a little bit worried about Alvida's wrath over bringing another girl on board I was ultimately confident I would be able to appease her.

The last problem remained: the ship was impounded. I saw that the Domingos had been tasked with protecting the ship and were now hiding from the marines guarding it.

"Tsujo! Thank god you're here! The marines have impounded the ship and ..."

"Yes, yes, yes. You need my help to get it free so we can pick up the rest of the crew when they come here running from Smoker."

They stared at my companion.

"Oh this is..."

"Annaisha, I'm your new accountant."

"Accountant?", the three of them asked. I simply raised an eyebrow.

She wasn't showing any signs of insecurity from my crewmates sceptical looks: "I'll show you what an accountant can do. That's your ship right?" And she marched towards the marines. I told the domingos to stay put until I gave the signal and followed her at a distance, so I could tell what she was up to and help out if needed.

"Hey guys!"

"Shit, you're that crazy book girl, Annaisha, right?"

She made a face showing her displeasure at the greeting but continued in a friendly tone: "So, these guys", she pointed at the ship, "destroyed some of my property, when they broke into the store."

The marines hastily began reassuring her: "Don't worry. From what we heard Smoker is already in the process of arresting them!"

She smiled: "And if the damages were anything else that would be all I'd needed to hear, but the way things are the tiny chance that they escape Smoker is still much to high for my taste, so let me tell you my idea: I go and hide on board while you guys go and help the Captian or whatever. However if they make it out of your jurisdiction I will make sure, they won't get much further..." She gave them a slasher smile and the part of me that made me seek out women that could kill me gave the full ahead to my pants.

The marines found it more unsettling than hot, shared a few glances and stated: "If they manage to get here at all, it's not like we would be able to stop them."