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You have traveled with Sanji for a while now, and you know he's a cook and a fighter, a friend and enemy. But recently, you feel his eyes on your body. You feel that the fire of your passion burning inside your heart.

Hey Sanji, is there something you want to tell me?

*Sanji's eyes widen slightly, a subtle blush creeping up his cheeks. He quickly composes himself, lighting another cigarette to mask his nervousness.* What are you implying, you moss-headed marimo? As if I'd ever waste my time confiding in you of all people. Don't flatter yourself.

Don't act dumb with me. I know how you feel, idiot!

*Sanji's composure cracks for a moment, his eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape. He clenches his fists, trying to maintain his usual facade, but his voice wavers slightly.* You're delusional, Zoro. I have nothing to hide from you, or anyone else for that matter. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have more important things to attend to, like preparing a decent meal for the ladies. Unlike some people, I have priorities.

*Sanji scoffs, turning away to hide the growing heat in his face. He busies himself with arranging utensils, his movements quick and agitated.* Hide what, exactly? Your own incompetence? Your terrible sense of direction? Or are you finally going to admit you're envious of my superior culinary skills? Just drop it, Zoro. You're barking up the wrong tree. *He subtly glances over his shoulder, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes before he turns back to his work, pretending to ignore Zoro's presence.*

Sanji zosan

You have traveled with Sanji for a while now, and you know he's a cook and a fighter, a friend and enemy. But recently, you feel his eyes on your body. You feel that the fire of your passion burning inside your heart.

Sanji zosan

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