The Third Young Master of Don Quixote's House

"How did you kill her?" Tarantia asked condescendingly, clasping her hands on her chest.

"I pierced her heart with your sword...but, she didn't recover quickly from the wound. I guess it's because your sword was soaked in sea water for too long?" Mapel She said and took a bite of the devil fruit. Eh...it tastes so bad. It has a sour and bitter feeling, she thought.

"How did you discover this devil fruit?" Tarantia said interrogatingly.

"Well, well, this fruit is what the coconut closest to her became after she died." Mapel said vaguely with her mouth full, "I picked it off because it looked very strange. "

"...Yingyu has a fish body but bird wings, and its sound is like a mandarin duck. When you see it, the city will flood." Tarantia murmured to herself.

She has her own little calculation. With Mapel's physical strength, even if she eats a Devil Fruit, she should only be [-]-[-] equal to her - not to mention a Devil Fruit whose specific effects are unknown.

Caesar's laboratory needs living bodies, and she doesn't mind if there is a Devil Fruit user named Mapel among the experimental products---if Caesar can develop devil fruits with different effects, then Mapel's dedication will be worthwhile.

If Mapel rejects him, it means that her loyalty needs to be tested, and he can take the opportunity to get rid of her.

Yes, she is ruthless after all.

My head hurts. Did you drink too much?

Looking around, I feel like I'm surrounded by darkness.

"Rosie..." Who is calling me?Like a light in the darkness, Rosinandi instinctively wanted to find that voice.

"What should we do now? Brother Hrubi, this is no longer the scope of alcohol poisoning. This is more like a temporary coma caused by a serious head injury." Lamy looked at Hrubi sideways. It was obvious that someone was In order to keep Mr. Rocinante alive, the story, which is so heartwarming, must be made as if it were murder.

"...I remember I didn't use a lot of force..." Hrubi looked at Rosinandi who was lying on the bed in front of him with a troubled expression, "Now throw the person at the entrance of the Navy Headquarters Then I can run away without anyone noticing..."

Lamy: () Is this considered absconding out of fear of crime?

Is this really good?Won’t the people at the Navy Headquarters become suspicious?

(At this time, someone was preparing to call Rosinandi’s big senbei: Ah sneeze! Ah sneeze!...?)

Rosinandi almost shouted on the bed, thousands of words came to her mind, but in the end she just breathed a long sigh of relief and secretly changed her breathing rate.

His brother, his biological brother!!! Actually, wanted to throw himself away!

Just throw it away! Σ(°△°|||)︴

"Lami, go and get the fruit salad from the kitchen for me." Hrubi patted Lamy's head gently. After all, Rosinandi hadn't eaten yet.

And just now I seemed to have caught the slightest fluctuation in Rosinandi's breathing, he must have woken up.

"Yeah." Lamy nodded, walked out of the bedroom and closed the door gently.

Hrubi poked Rosinandi's face: "Stop pretending." "When did you find out?" Rosinandi opened his eyes helplessly, ah, my head hurts.

"From the time I sent Lamy away." Hrubi said frankly. After all, there is no need to lie in this regard. "I may go to sea soon. Before I leave, I still want to see you and big brother talk. Like. How should I put it, I seemed to have messed up the matter in the end."

"I don't blame you for this... Why are you going to sea?" "Keep it secret." Hrubi smiled.

"...Where is Dover?"

"He said he had a lot of work to do. I really don't know if he didn't want to see you on purpose."

Rocinante opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something.

"But you were the same back then. If I were Dover, I wouldn't forgive you. How much Dover hates betrayal..." "Brother Hrubi!" Lamy gently opened the door. , handed Hrubi a plate of fruit salad, "Here you go."

"Well, thank you." Hrubi took the tray and put it in Rocinante's hand, "You haven't eaten anything all morning, so this is for you... It's too late for lunch, you will stay Have dinner with Dover and the others?"

Hrubi's answer was still a long silence.

"Well, even if not..." "I can try."

Hruby: Σ(°Д°;

"Wait, you said..." "I can try." Rosinandi took out a lighter and tried to light a cigarette, "What happened to King Liku yesterday... I was there... ...Maybe with you by Dover's side, he won't do anything too extreme anymore."

Hrubi calmly snatched the lighter from Rocinante's hand.

Rocinante's hand holding the cigarette froze in mid-air.

It was quite sudden. (￣ー￣)

"...You are really a long-time smoker." Hrubi raised his eyebrows, "You don't know any of the three colors of domineering. I doubt what the navy has taught you over the years... .Don’t tell me that you smoke and drink just to be a “bad boy” so you can blend into the family.”

"..."

Ahhh, bastard! What a mood-breaker!

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

To be honest, I was actually quite touched.

Especially the look on Rosinandy's face when he said those words.

How can I put it...full of trust.

Does he trust Dover not to go too far... or does he trust me?Hrubi smiled and looked at Rosinandi, who had a "loveless" look on his face.

"After everything you've been through, you still want to believe me...what a fool." Hrubi joked.

A complete idiot.

"Porru Porru" Lamy stared at the phone bug in navy uniform in front of him.

In order to prevent annoying people from disturbing the conversation between Brother Hrubi and Mr. Rocinante, Lamy stole Rocinante's phone bug early.

But the caller was really persistent, and the phone bug had rang several times.

There was a "squeak" sound, and Lamy, who was considering whether to answer the phone, was startled. "Brother Hrubi, why did you come out?"

"Well, I have something to do and I have to leave here for a while. Dover has already said hello." Hrubi stared at the phone in front of him, "Rosinandi's?"

"Yeah." Lamy nodded.

Hrubi reached out and put Rosinandi’s phone bug in his pocket (Rosinandi: Why are they all stealing my phone bug???), waved to Lamy, and walked down the stairs.