I didn't know the "pirate hunter Zorro" very well, I only had the basic knowledge for him (you know, for example in various bars ...).
Well, I had heard this about him: he owned a valuable sword with a white scabbard. He fought with a total of three swords. He was a bounty hunter ...
... and didn't that mean he was hunting pirates? That he wasn't one himself?

But if I thought about it now ... Maybe I was just not paying attention or misunderstanding something. Maybe it wasn't called "Pirate Hunter Zorro" but "Pirate Zorro".
The subject of "Zorro" just never really interested me.

"Um ... I'm sorry," I said automatically, trying - I don't think I'm sorry - to sound sorry. Or at least a little ... sorry.
Sanji winced as if someone had electrocuted him. His head shot up and he looked at me with narrowed eyes.
As a precaution, I took cover behind my covers.

"Did you think I miss HIM?", He yelled at me, "Do you have any idea how much he deserves THAT !!?"

What was broken now?
"N-No!" I stuttered confused.
Was there anything I could use as a weapon in an emergency? I looked around furtively. A blue cane was leaning against my bed. How long would it take me to reach for him?
Quickly my gaze flew back to Sanji's face. Sanji was frozen and he shook his head in a daze as if he were in some kind of trance.
> My God, I'm alone in this room with a madman !! <
"Um ... Um ... I ... I'm so sorry that I yelled at you, Namilein, I was ... no longer myself ... I mean," he paused, "I ... I forgot that you lost your memory. Of course there is no excuse for my behavior and I ... I swear to you, I'll make it up to you! "
Inwardly, I braced myself against an attack until I understood what he had said.
What??
Did he now belong to the group of blinded women heroes or to the group of capricious idiots?
Thoughtfully, as always when I racked my beautiful head, I played with my long hair.

My long hair. My long hair.
I screamed.

Imagine getting up on an ordinary morning. Like every morning you have breakfast, like every morning you change, like every morning you want to brush your teeth. So you go to the bathroom. You take your toothbrush and smear a decent piece of toothpaste on it. Then you look in the mirror to twist your face into an animal grin so that you can examine your (more or less) white pearly whites.
And then you find out that you've got vampire teeth. Nice long, sharp, unmistakable monster teeth.
Can you imagine that really well? Imagine the feeling that you get ... that icy, creepy, gross feeling?This is exactly what I felt now.
I didn't have vampire teeth, but I had long hair! If you still don't understand:
All my life, I had always had a short but cute and practical hairstyle. But I've never let my hair grow longer than my shoulder. And then suddenly, almost overnight ...

"Oh my god!" I whispered while trying to come up with a realistic explanation.
Did I accidentally use some super hair shampoo? (Apply only once and your hair will grow a good ten centimeters overnight. Without artificial flavorings!)
Or had I eaten the hair and hair fruit? (Horrible idea. Mainly because then hair would have to grow all over my body.)
Or had I actually lost my memory? (How long does hair actually take to grow that long? Half a year? One? One and a half?)

Strangely, I felt like I was used to it - the weight and the feeling that I had to be more careful that my hair didn't get stuck anywhere.
Panicked, I turned to Sanji. His emotional outburst was forgotten.
"Is there a mirror somewhere?" I yelled at him while he watched me a little puzzled. If I had time between my outbursts of hysteria I would * Typical, men! * snorted. but that didn't happen - as I said before.
"Oh," he said as if the light had dawned on him. "You're-"
"Is there a mirror here somewhere?" I snapped at him. I was getting really pissed off.

Granted, I had long hair. They curled really perfectly and made me look more elegant and mature. As I ran my hair along, I slowly calmed down. My face had stayed the same, basically nothing had changed, I mean, except that my hair had gotten so long - and did it just feel like that or was I a little bit bigger and ... became more feminine?

"Should I ...", Sanji began, but then turned his head towards the door.
I followed his gaze - and for the first time since I woke up, I saw a halfway familiar face.
"Luffy!" I gasped, because although his features undoubtedly belonged to the man in the straw hat, they were distorted. The determined look in his eyes was gone and dark shadows lay beneath them.

"Nami?" He whispered timidly. Robin pushed him into the room and closed the door behind him. I opened my mouth and closed it again. I had planned on him like that
really nice to tease, but it was clear that that would not have been appropriate now.
"What happened?" I asked and immediately felt guilty because I had forgotten it. "Oh, um ... you don't have to tell me, I know that ... I already know- I'm sorry." I tried to explain myself.
Luffy looked at me in silence for a moment."You can't help it," he said.

"Of course I can't help it," I answered confused. Luffy also seemed a bit confused after my answer.
"Then why did you ..." he began, but was then interrupted by Robin.
"She's lost her memory," she said.

"WHAT ??" he yelled, flashing old Luffy for a moment.
"Does that mean you don't remember that I borrowed 12400 berries from you for the" giant chewing gum candies ", so to speak, and now I don't get any trouble for it - ... oops."
"You have what ??" I yelled and was about to take his throat. "Until now you've gone completely crazy ??"
A picture flashed before my eyes. On top of it was I, who was just giving the dealer money, trembling with rage, a half-destroyed candy stand and Luffy, the reindeer and a long-nosed man next to it, all completely dented.
When I touched my forehead, the image was gone again.

"Nami sweetheart?" Sanji had bent his face worriedly down to me, so close that I was uncomfortable with it. "Do you have a headache? Should I make you some tea? Do you need anything?"
I winced.
"Um ... no thanks!" I said, even though I was actually thirsty.
He seemed to be looking at it.
"How about some hot, self-squeezed orange juice with a hint of cinnamon?"
Just thinking about it made my mouth water.
"Okay.", I said to finally have some peace from him.

"So, Nami," said Robin, while Sanji left the room whistling softly, "what is the last thing you can remember?"
I didn't have to think about that.
"I saved Luffy from a cannonball for the third time," I blurted out, "when those weird buggy pirates attacked me. I can still remember them attacking me with swords drawn and then ... then I know not anymore. Did I pass out? Did you save me and Luffy? "
Robin looked at Luffy.
"Huh? That was ... that was just before Zorro saved us!", Luffy uttered. "That was a long time ago, even before Kaya gave us the Flying Lamb!"
"Nami, have you seen Zorro before?" Robin asked me.
"No."
"Luffy, did Nami see Zorro for the first time after that?"
Luffy said yes, he was just as confused as I was.
"I thought so.", Robin said quietly, more to himself than to us. When we looked at both of them questioningly, she said: "Nami has erased all her memories from Zorro onwards; a process that her brain triggered for her own protection. Because with that she no longer has any memories of him. The only question is why she does that. Because normally the brain only does this in emergencies or accidents. And the only thing that happened is that Zorro died, but that couldn't have been the reason ... "



The green-haired man had been able to heave himself onto a tree trunk with the last of his strength."Shit," he kept mumbling, "Shit. What happened? Where are the others?"