I said I would go to Naruto, why did I end up in One Piece?

"Oh my, you are worthy of being the legendary chef. Next, turn right at the first corner here, and then turn left at the next corner. The kitchen is here." Nami said at a very fast speed, pointing to an aisle.

"So this is the way it is." The two fools were deceived and walked around in circles. They took two steps and saw the first corner.

"Bye~" Nami slipped away in an instant.

"Is this the first corner?" The two felt something was wrong. They turned around, but Nami had disappeared, leaving them confused.

Nami got rid of the two cooks, found a room, changed into a navy uniform, and just came out, she heard three passing navy men chatting, so she quickly picked up a broom and pretended to clean.

"Roronoa Zoro, it is said that the ghost ship is actually the pirate ship of Straw Hat Luffy. Commander Jonathan ordered our special unit of Major Drake to secretly arrest them. Among them, the most powerful enemy should be Roronoa Zoro."

"He was once a swordsman known as the Pirate Hunter. I heard that he used the three-sword style."

"We have to catch him anyway and make him regret coming here."

The three of them were chatting as they passed by Nami, and they turned a corner and disappeared, completely unaware that the pirate they wanted to catch was right in front of them.

"Who did you say you were going to make regret?" Zoro walked out from a corner, scratching his head and complaining, "Ah? I just walked past here."

"Why are you standing here so arrogantly!" Nami went up and hit Zoro on the head with a broom stick, roaring with fangs.

"It hurts so much, you bastard!" Zoro had a big bump on his head. He turned his head and snarled. When he saw it was Nami, he turned around and said, "What? It's you."

"Walking here with a knife in your hand, you will be discovered immediately!" Nami said with sharp teeth, and then she grabbed the five knives on Zoro's body, "Then I will be implicated too, really."

As he was speaking, the sound of footsteps was heard.

"Anyway, let's hide first." Nami turned and ran towards the door leading to the balcony.

"Hey, I need a knife." Zoro ran into the door.

A few marines walked by, not noticing the open door.

"Huh, he's gone." Nami breathed a sigh of relief.

"There's no need to be so sneaky." Zoro asked, "Why don't we just fight when we meet?"

"We don't even know where everyone is. It would be troublesome if something like this happened," Nami retorted.

"Didn't you say you wanted to gather everyone?" asked Zoro.

"That's true." Nami was stunned, "No, the Merry is gone too."

"Okay, don't worry." Zoro comforted, "Never mind all that, the scenery here is pretty good. It was night when we got there so we couldn't see it clearly."

Zoro said, ignoring Nami's ferocious expression as he walked up to the railing, "Hey, Nami, you can find those guys if you stand here."

"What the hell are you doing?" Nami walked towards the fence. "Just stay here and be quiet. You're always causing trouble for others."

As he said this, he threw the knife in his arms into the bushes beside the fence.

"You guys are throwing other people's swords around!" Zoro ran over and said, "What are you doing?"

As he spoke, he leaned over the railing and stretched out his hand, but he couldn't reach it. In a moment of carelessness, five knives fell down and landed on the stone.

"Damn it." Zoro climbed over the railing to get the knife.

"You should be more aware of yourself. You are a directionally challenged person." Nami complained indifferently, "I will pick you up after I find other people. Before that, you..."

"Hey, kid!" Nami was interrupted by a sudden shout, "What are you doing there? Why are you being lazy in a place like this? Go and clean it up for me."

Nami turned around stiffly, and saw a burly, ugly man with a squad leader's head holding a bucket and a mop, shouting at her.

"Understood, sir," Nami replied with a fake smile and a salute.

After the squad leader left, Nami glanced at Zoro who was going to pick up the knife, and ran to clean up helplessly.

……

On the other side, Sanji and Luffy changed into navy clothes and sneaked into the kitchen.

As Luffy called out and opened the door, everyone in the kitchen turned to look at the two.

"Are you the ones, the so-called Mary brothers?" A cook looked at the two of them and said, obviously thinking they were the two chef brothers who had been deceived by Nami and came by boat from the holy land of Marijoa.

"Hello." Luffy greeted them like a sunny and cheerful big boy.

"Are you the annoying chefs from Marijoa?" said another cook who was cutting meat.

"What?" Luffy was confused.

"They actually spread the word that this is a broken fortress in a remote area." A cook slammed the ingredients heavily on the table.

“He also said that we are useless chefs who cook haphazardly.” Another chef said excitedly.

"You're really good at talking!" a cook continued.

Then there was a buzzing noise from the kitchen.

"What? Did you mistake us for someone else?" Sanji said helplessly.

"I don't care about your nonsense. I'm hungry. Give me some food!" Luffy said righteously.

"It's you, idiots who spend 100 million Baileys on ingredients every week to cook for the dignitaries of Marijoa." A woman's voice came from behind the chefs. She was seen operating two pots and cooking food on the stove.

Luffy and Sanji drooled as they watched, but those who understood knew the meaning of drooling.

"No matter how noble the places you have been to, the most sacred place in Baron is here, the kitchen." Jessica turned around and said, "I will not let any chef I don't approve of set foot in here."

Sanji's expression instantly turned serious when he heard that, but the chefs cheered.

"There are more than 1000 warriors stationed in this fortress. The chefs here have done their best to provide them with delicious food and provide energy for everyone's body."

"For the soldiers on the front line, every morning and every night, not even a hair will fall off. This is completely different from those chefs who are careless with the ingredients."

As she spoke, Jessica swung the two pots, and the meat in the pots flew accurately onto the plates on the dining table.

"Great, can I eat it?" Luffy was only focused on eating meat and wasn't listening at all.

"Don't forget, this is where you cook." Jessica pounded her chest, "You have to put your heart into it."

"Bah..."

Sanji lit a cigarette, took a puff and said, "So you're teaching me how to cook? Is that right?"

"I'm not trying to sound so great. I just want to say that we have our own self-respect." Jessica put her hands on her hips and argued with Sanji. "No matter who you are, you have nothing to do with this place. However, if you don't have any skills to show off, you will cause trouble for others."

"Let me put it bluntly. If you can't get my approval, then forget about being a chef here, Baron."

"I see. That sounds interesting, ma'am." Sanji looked at Jessica.