To the end of the sea [One Piece]

Eina was walking on the street and watched helplessly as a woman in a long skirt rushed into a coffee shop, brandishing a gleaming dagger in her hand, and stabbed a long bloody slash on a man's body with great precision. Wound.

The other woman sitting next to the man stood up in panic and ran away. The fierce rape-catching farce continued, and Eina walked past them with some fear.

Is this the unique culture of Dressrosa? She thought tangledly.

Street bands can be seen everywhere on the roadside, holding accordions and violins in their hands, and with a drum beat, they can dance to a song as they like.

A handsome man with tall legs and long legs winked at her, walked to her in a gentlemanly manner, and stretched out a hand to her.

"Can you? Beautiful lady?" He has a pair of charming blue eyes, and he speaks with beguiling affection.

The people around her just looked at her kindly and encouragingly. Eina smiled a little cautiously and was about to politely refuse this warm invitation.

"Sorry, she has an appointment." A pair of hands reached out from behind, hugged her shoulders with some force, and pulled Eina into his arms.

She raised her head in surprise and saw the blond hair.

The blue-eyed man showed a clear expression, stepped back very naturally, and gave them a blessing smile.

Sanji hugged her and left the square with a bad look on his face. Eina was a little embarrassed at first, but then she couldn't help but laugh.

"Why is it always like this?" She said with a smile, "It's just a etiquette."

"If I didn't come, Ena would have accepted that guy's invitation, right?" Sanji said angrily, "I've obviously never danced with you, but you let a guy with unknown origins get the first step? If that happens, I won’t be able to eat for a month.”

"You will die if you don't eat for a month." Eina joked, "Okay, I was ready to refuse."

"Really?" Sanji stared at her, "But you have to stretch out your hand!"

Ena looked at this rare side of Sanji with a headache.

"Then what will Sanji do to forgive me?" She subconsciously used a coaxing tone, but it seemed more like she was coquettishly coquettishly treating him. "How about I give you a dance as compensation?"

The blond man stopped stiffly.

"Are you serious...?"

She suddenly regretted it.

She clearly knew that he had different feelings for her, but she didn't know how to respond for the time being. Isn't it a bit, not good to agree to him like this...

But she didn't want to break her promise, so she nodded: "Just one."

Sanji raised his lips.

+ + +

She stood in front of the dressing mirror and looked left and right, and finally got entangled in a black dress and a burgundy dress.

"A beauty of Miss's level will look good in any dress she chooses." The rag doll shopping guide on the side praised her without any falsehood. "However, in Dressrosa, a red skirt may be more suitable."

She agreed with her statement and took out the money to buy the dress.

By the way, they put on a little disguise to prevent Doflamingo's people from recognizing them.

So, when she appeared in front of Sanji again, he almost didn't recognize her.

Her thick black hair was curled and draped over her white shoulders, and her sleeveless burgundy dress hung down, revealing half of her slender and strong calves; she walked slowly towards him on red high heels, grabbing her hands with some restraint. Grab the hem of your own skirt.

Her slender waist was outlined with graceful curves by the well-cut waistband of the skirt, and it seemed that there were little bits of light dotting the folds of the skirt.

The only thing that remained unchanged was her alluring and delicate face. Her dark green eyes asked with a little nervousness and expectation: "Does it look good?"

The last time Sanji's heartbeat was this fast was when he saw her wearing a fishtail skirt.

This time he was obviously more mentally prepared. He quickly came to his senses and held her hand tightly.

Countless rhetoric and praises appeared in his mind to describe her impact on him, but for the first time, Sanji found that words were so lacking in describing her beauty.

The man who had long been an expert at talking about love was now like a clumsy boy, he only moved his lips and uttered two words.

"nice."

She smiled softly and held his hand back.

They walked to the busiest square. The flat ground was perfect for dancing.

There is also a beautiful fountain next to it, with several people holding musical instruments sitting there.

People seemed to have long been accustomed to the scenes being staged here. Seeing their appearance, they gathered around them with great interest, but they quietly did not cheer.

He was wearing a crisp suit, and the tie at the collar was coincidentally changed to the same burgundy color as her skirt.

The blond man let go of her hand, bent slightly toward her, and gave a very standard salute.

He stretched out his hand and raised his head, and said in a deep voice full of expectation and tenderness: "Would it be an honor for me to ask you, Miss, to dance with me?"

The black-haired girl curled her lips and raised her head: "It's also an honor for me."

She put her hand into his palm in a ceremonial manner and let him lead her towards the center.

He put one hand around her waist and whispered in her ear: "Don't you ask what I invited you to dance for?"

She smiled provocatively: "Then let's see if you have the ability to stop me."

As the adopted daughter of the supreme ruler of the West Sea Black/Society, she has deep confidence to say this.

Sanji raised his lips, and the first note of the band sounded.

This is her favorite song.

She opened her eyes slightly, and with some surprise, she began to dance along with his guidance.

The melodious violin played as the opening, and accompanied by the dull strings of the cello, she took small steps. When the last note passed by, she stretched out her foot reservedly, drew a vague arc around his slender legs, and then retracted it.

He took a tentative step forward, and she took a step back. The distance between the two of them became closer and closer with the drumbeat.

Tango is the most ambiguous dance in the world.

Sultry but not debauched, passionate yet subtle, all the unspoken words rose to the extreme in this tacit dance step, and finally blended into an intoxicating fragrance that enveloped their every breath.

Her graceful white arms were placed on his shoulders, and his hands were on her slender waist, leading her to sink a little.

The sudden addition of the accordion turned the tune in a different direction. Sanji held her waist firmly, and Eina fell backwards. Their eyes met for a second before he pulled her back.

They didn't say anything at that moment, but everything came out of their mouths.

One Step Away, that's the name of the piece.

A step away between him and her.

After being entangled in the most profound bond for more than ten years and missing her for more than ten years, his emotions for her finally converged into majestic love, a desire that was deeper than family affection and friendship.

Look at me.

My lingering about countless scenery in the world disappeared the moment I fell in love with you.

You are the most important person to me, the light of my life, and the salvation that appears in my eternal night.

My deep love for you is the only one I want to give you.

With a little force on his forearm, he pulled her back into his arms. As soon as the tune changed, she let go of his hand and spun rapidly in the center of the square to a strong beat. The flowing burgundy skirt bloomed under her body like a seductive flower.

Her steps stopped, and she used the inertia of the skirt to slowly tighten it, and the tiny starlight shone in the warm red.

But she looked at her partner without blinking.

Those emerald eyes flashed with a light more beautiful than the stars.

He asked himself, would anyone not be moved by her after seeing such a scene?

Sanji held her hand again, and she twisted slightly in his arms with the last passion of the music, her high heels breaking the calm waves.

The low and sexy sound of the cello melodiously brings an ambiguous and undercurrent ending to this piece.

She and he were frozen in a beautiful figure in the center of the square.

People seemed to be still immersed in the dance they brought and did not react for a while.

Then I don't know who took the lead, and applause sounded like a tide.

There were roars of laughter, accompanied by cheers and whistles from several enthusiastic spectators.

Eina gasped slightly and pulled out of Sanji's arms, her cheeks flushed.

Sanji said nothing, put on his suit jacket on her, and thanked the street band beside him. Eina also bowed slightly after him.

Wearing a white shirt and a black vest, he lit a cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go."

+ + +

They walked to a street where everyone was holding hands and walking affectionately on the street.

"Lovers Avenue." Eina said softly, "Dressrosa is a very famous landmark. I have heard about it for a long time."

"So, you still need a lover now." Sanji stopped, put out the cigarette butt in his hand, and stood there looking at her seriously.

"Sanji, I..." Eina tightened her jacket tightly and hesitated to speak.

"It doesn't matter." The blond man took a step forward and whispered softly: "Only for today - since I have come to such a famous place, even if it is just for one day, I want to be your lover."

"In a country as romantic as Dressrosa, it's such a pity that there is no love." He blinked, "Let's think about what happens after this, okay?"

She really didn't want to be the one who was a nuisance to the scenery, but she felt she had to make it clear to him.

"I wasn't prepared for your feelings for me. It might be a bit sudden." She bit her lower lip. "I never thought about you in this way, but Sanji is a very, very important person to me. So, I'm very scared. It’s going to hurt you because of that shift.”

"I don't know how to respond to you, Sanji. I need time."

He looked at her and suddenly laughed.

"Of course I know you need time." He ruffled her hair in a funny way, "Otherwise I wouldn't have been holding back from telling you. If the situation hadn't been just right before, I wouldn't have revealed this to you. thing."

"You will not hurt me, Ena," he said softly, "Never."

"You should relax a little." His slender fingers clasped the tie and loosened it. "I only hope in the whole world that you will always be willful and relaxed in front of me, because you have such a right."

"And you have given me such rights." The blond man's eyes were lingering. "You may not always be conscious, but your love and indulgence for many people are hard to refuse."

"I have been protected by you for so long. Even after we reunited as adults, Ena is still always taking care of me and caring for me."

"Think of me as a man - because I, too, work very hard to be the person Eina relies on and trusts."

She stared at his delicate profile, her eyes a little sore.

The next second she gently hugged his waist and buried her face in his strong chest.

"I have always relied on and trusted you, Sanji."

She raised her head and her almond-shaped eyes curved cutely: "Let's go shopping on Lovers' Avenue together."

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