One Piece: Getting Stronger by Writing a Diary

Chapter 575 - 756 – I’m the World’s Greatest Diva

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Hina stood frozen outside the doorway, as though someone had pressed a pause button.

She watched Uta's intensely rhythmic dance, completely captivated.

There was no helping it. Uta's dancing was already beautiful, but the way she repeatedly pressed against Arton elevated the scene's allure to an entirely different level.

Hina simply could not look away.

The intense dance lasted for half an hour, and Hina watched the entire thing without missing a single moment.

What shocked her was that even after dancing for so long, Uta's rhythm never faltered in the slightest because of her collisions with Arton.

"As expected of the diva of the Flame-Blade Pirates. She really is incredible."

Hina sighed in admiration.

"Want to learn?"

"If you're interested, I can teach you."

Uta's voice suddenly reached her, making Hina's eyes widen.

"Hey, Hina."

Arton raised his head and waved at her.

"Uh… You two didn't already know I was here, did you?"

Hina pushed open the door and walked inside.

Now that she had been discovered, she no longer minded moving a little closer. Neither Uta nor Arton would blame her over something like this anyway.

"I only just noticed you, but I think Captain probably discovered you a long time ago."

"After all, I had my back to you while he was facing you."

"Besides, I had to concentrate completely to finish that dance. Otherwise, I might have gotten too excited and messed up the rhythm."

Uta smiled.

"That makes sense."

Hina nodded in agreement.

The dance Uta had just performed was more difficult than any dance Hina knew.

It was perfectly normal that Uta had needed to focus completely.

"Can I really learn something this mentally exhausting?"

Remembering Uta's earlier offer to teach her, Hina hesitated.

"Do you have any basic training or experience with dancing?"

Uta struggled to lift herself slightly from Arton's abdomen, then turned around to face Hina directly.

Once she had finished speaking, she lowered herself back into position.

Hina rested her chin on one hand. Looking at her, she could not help recalling how, during her training under Zephyr, excessive physical exhaustion had once forced her to sneak into the cafeteria through the back door late at night to find something to eat.

She quickly shook her head.

This was hardly the time to think about that.

However, when Uta suddenly began dancing with her back toward Arton, Hina found it even harder to tear her eyes away—especially from the part of Uta closest to him.

"You're… really amazing, Uta."

"Didn't you say that your earlier dance had already consumed a great deal of your energy?"

Hina looked at her in confusion.

"Hehe. I'm not someone who can be defeated so easily."

"Besides, all I did was change positions."

Uta smiled proudly.

"All right. It seems you're even more impressive than I imagined."

Hina marveled.

"Well, I am the world's greatest diva, after all."

Uta giggled, then continued, "As for the question you asked earlier, my answer is yes."

"Even without any previous experience in dancing, it doesn't matter."

"We can start with something relatively simple."

"For example, the dance I'm doing now is shorter and has a slower rhythm."

"It's more suitable for a beginner. Tashigi has already learned it."

Uta explained.

"Oh? Even Tashigi is your student?"

Hina raised an eyebrow, her interest piqued.

Learning that Tashigi had already mastered it relieved some of the pressure Hina felt.

She knew perfectly well that Tashigi also had no previous foundation in dancing.

Since Tashigi had managed to learn Uta's dance under those circumstances, there was no reason Hina could not do the same.

With that thought, a confident smile returned to her face.

"Then, Uta-sensei, when do we begin the lesson?"

"After I finish this dance?"

Hina asked curiously.

"Of course~~" Uta puffed out her chest and declared matter-of-factly. "I have to demonstrate it for you first, don't I?"

"That's true." Hina nodded. "Although it might be a little inappropriate to ask this right now, I'm still curious. Could frequently dancing like this cause you to develop uterine prolapse?"

Arton: "…"

Uta: "…"

Arton and Uta exchanged a glance before bursting into laughter.

Arton gave Hina a thumbs-up.

As expected of Hina. Even when discussing something so sensitive, she could say it with perfect composure.

After laughing until her stomach hurt, Uta finally answered.

"This is a dream. There's no way I could develop that condition here."

"Even in reality, I wouldn't develop it."

"You don't have to worry about it happening to you either."

"As long as you take proper precautions, your body will naturally remain healthy."

Hearing that, Hina nodded, finally putting her mind at ease.

As a beautiful young woman, she certainly did not want to suffer from such an embarrassing condition.

If it really happened, how could she possibly dance like this with Uta?

Once she learned that there was no such danger, Hina became even more determined to study under her—especially since they were still inside a dream.

In this place, things seemed even more uninhibited, and she did not need to worry about any physical problems occurring.

As though she had seen through Hina's thoughts, Uta sped up and demonstrated the entire dance for her.

Then she began the actual lesson.

"Lift your chest and raise your head. Don't keep your waist too stiff."

"The dance you'll be learning belongs to a softer style."

"Imagine that your body is made of water, then apply strength only when you need to."

"All right. You're almost ready now. You can sit down."

Uta patted Hina on the back.

Hina nodded, took a deep breath, and sat down in the spot Uta had prepared earlier.

"Very good. Now we'll begin the next step."

Uta smiled and prepared to continue teaching.

"Uta-sensei, please wait a moment."

Hina blushed and repeatedly shook her head.

"What is it?" Uta tilted her head. "Do you need time to adjust first?"

Hina nodded somewhat bashfully. She glanced at Uta, then shyly looked toward Arton, who stood behind her and waited expectantly as she practiced.

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