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[...] he sometimes dreamed of those counted numbers, [...] he counted them in Zoro’s voice whenever he took a second to listen to his own racing heartbeat.
Sanji hated it, because he knew how far Zoro had come. How the numbers were always the same, but the weights he was lifting weren’t. How, insanely enough, Sanji was rooting for a sweaty, half naked muscle-head to finish his training session. How his brain was already planning a recipe with perfect nutrients and protein for whichever specific region Zoro had just been training.
‘It’s my job.’ Is what Sanji justifies his actions with when he pushed up his sleeves and went to wash his hands.
Series
- Part 4 of One Piece (Zosan)