How I Kept My Head Down and Somehow Became a Yonko's Wife

[Funny Version]

You were an utterly ordinary transmigrator. After witnessing Ohara get blasted to smithereens by a Buster Call, you grasped the laws of survival in this world:

Historian: high-risk profession, 100% mortality rate.

So you set three rules for your life:

1. Never join any faction. Whether it's the Revolutionary Army's idealistic brainwashing or the Navy's iron fist of absolute justice, you refuse them all!

2. Stay well clear of the main plot. What do you care about Roger's treasure? The Void Century? Never heard of it. Don't ask me!

3. Save up 100 million berries before you turn thirty, then make a quick getaway to Foosha Village, open a little bookstore, and spend your retirement sunbathing, counting money, and watching Luffy set sail.

Let's not even mention how, just as you were about to leave the sea behind and live out your life in obscurity, the Revolutionary Army dragged you aboard their wildly enthusiastic ship.

After finally escaping halfway through and making it to the East Blue, you were promptly kidnapped by a pirate captain and taken aboard as his wife. Your marriage was even officially recognized:

Your bounty poster lists your title in bigger letters than your name: Red Hair Pirates' Captain's Wife.

Clutching your now-useless survival guidelines, you looked at the Four Emperor pretending to sleep beside you and finally understood:

A mind that can survive a Buster Call can't defend against lovesickness!

[The blurb is funny, but the main story is serious!! Serious! Serious! Repeating this three times because it's important!]

1. The pairing is set, one-on-one. The Celestial Dragon raised by the Roger Pirates.

2. The story is serious. Any out-of-character moments are on me. My writing is average.

3. Mostly written in second person. Don't read if that's not for you.

4. More on the rest next time.

5. First published on 2025.06.15 (record)

Theme: We exist through love.