(Comprehensive Master Pirate Tutor) Hold on to my phone bug

After Qiye woke up and rubbed her eyes, she looked into the young man's gloomy golden eyes. She raised her eyebrows in surprise and asked, "Have you really been up all night?" She smiled without guilt, brightly but with a hint of mockery.

Feitan gets heartbroken just thinking about her attitude in the middle of the night.

Qiye lay beside him, supported his chin with his hand and raised his voice: "It's breakfast time."

Feitan sat up and looked at her: "Lack of energy and mood."

Qiye raised his voice dissatisfiedly: "It's obviously you who didn't sleep!" How could he deprive her of breakfast? After a few seconds, she seemed to realize that her attitude was not good, so she immediately adjusted her expression and opened her innocent eyes. Staring at the young man, he said coquettishly, "Fei, I want breakfast."

Feitan only wanted to answer her six points.

The boy with dark blue hair sat cross-legged on the bed and stared at the girl who was happily having breakfast. His narrow, deep golden eyes were slightly lowered, and his slender eyelashes covered the gloom and violence in his eyes.

Qiye noticed it and licked the grease on her lips with a bright smile. She poked a meatball with a bamboo stick and said, "Eat it."

Feitan opened his mouth and bit it. How could he not eat the breakfast he had found?

He held his chin with his hand and recalled yesterday's conversation with Qiye, from her childhood past to when she began to praise the white-bearded father. He straightened his back and suddenly realized that he had missed something important because of her. .

"When did you start traveling through time and space?" Feitan asked, squinting his eyes.

Qiye was suddenly stopped by the chewing action of the meat, and after swallowing it, she smiled slightly: "You still want to ask this." He got back so many toys yesterday, Qiye thought he wouldn't hold on to her past again, right? Let go.

"Say." He spoke concisely.

Qiye inserted another piece of meat and organized the words in his heart. All unnecessary things were blurred, but he never lied: "In my world, there is something called Devil Fruit, which tastes terrible. After eating it, you will gain strength."

Feitan couldn't help but sneer when she emphasized that the taste was terrible. After she stopped dissatisfied, he glanced at her and signaled to continue.

"One day, the cook on the ship got one as a trophy and showed it off to us. His trophy is a personal belonging. This is the rule on the ship." Qiye put a meatball on a bamboo stick and shook it up and down in front of his eyes but did not eat it. , with half-lowered eyes and an unusually deep attitude.

Feitan raised his eyebrows slightly as he realized what she wanted to say.

"He died on the ship, and the fruit was taken away." Qiye stared at the meatball, "The murderer came from the second division, and the captain was Ace. He would definitely not let go of this kind of killing of his family and provocation, so he went alone Go out and catch the murderer.”

"Ha--" Feitan laughed slightly mockingly.

Qiye turned her head to look at him. Her light golden eyes were calm and cold. They looked translucent under the light and were filled with a bone-chilling chill: "Ace was captured, and Teach used him as a bargaining chip to sacrifice to the navy in exchange for Qiye." Due to Wu Hai’s status, the navy decided to execute Ace in public.”

Her words were obviously calm, but they were suppressed and contained anger that Feitan had never heard before during this period.

He was extremely unhappy and could only suppress it.

"This is absolutely unforgivable. Whitebeard and the navy started a war."

Feitan frowned and interrupted her abruptly: "War?"

Qiye stopped talking and looked at him.

"How many of you can call a war?" His voice was slightly loud. She had been talking about the pirate group. He only saw five or six people. Even if there were several times more in other worlds, they still wouldn't be able to call a war. .

Qiye looked at him in confusion and asked, "How many of you are there?"

Feitan pursed his lower lip lightly: "13 people."

Qiye looked blankly: "We have more than thirteen divisions."

Feitan was slightly silent: "You continue."

"The opponent's navy has [-] elites." She shrugged. "It was a very difficult war. I woke up after encountering a desperate situation. After that, I started traveling through time and space. Me, Xiaowo, Dad, and Ace."

Qiye ignored the subject of the words and it sounded quite similar.

"Hmph -" Feitan nodded. He was keenly aware of something wrong with that last sentence. He stared into her eyes for a few seconds and then chuckled. It was because she didn't want to say it.

"What about you?" Qiye said vaguely as he put the meatball in his mouth.

Feitan frowned, neither deliberately evading nor going deeper: "First, I wanted to live, and then I wanted to." He stared straight at Qiye, "He happened to appear at that time and could take us with him. Get what you want, and—make a fool of yourself.”

Qiye ignored what he meant, threw away the empty breakfast bag and laughed softly. They were indeed similar in some aspects.

"Nana." Feitan stretched out his hand towards her.

Qiye lowered his head to look at his white and boney hands, took out a game console and put it in his hand: "It's useless if you want me, I belong to Whitebeard."

Feitan: Yes.

"Stop daydreaming and play something realistic." She shook the other game console. "Although I don't have it in my communicator, Dark can connect these two and give you something interesting."

Feitan seemed to be uninterested, but he still opened it and scanned the game list: "Are you coming with me?"

"A little bit okay." Qiye threw down the game console, "I don't like video games very much." It was better for her to go into battle in person, but it was a pity that it was winter and she couldn't hunt.As a way to pass the time, she can accompany Feitan for two games.

Playing games with Feitan was really tiring work. Qiye threw the game console on the bed dissatisfied and shouted: "It's already dinner time!"

He had been playing the game tirelessly for a whole day after not sleeping all night, and his lunch was fooled by "one more game, one more game". After spending too much mental energy for seven nights, he felt hungry early.

"Come again." He was interrupted by Qiye before he finished speaking.

"Don't come again!" Qiye said with a sullen expression on his face, trying to snatch the game console from Feitan's hand. When the boy noticed it, he immediately raised his hand to avoid it and looked at her with slightly lowered eyes.

Feitan remained silent for Qiye and complained again: "Fei - I don't want to play anymore!" She fell down and rolled on the bed.

Feitan sighed slightly, then threw the game console on the bed and said disgustedly: "You are so troublesome."

"After the game, I asked Inu and Sukuna to play with you." Nanaya said in a dissatisfied voice, "You can play as long as you want!"

She blinked and began to sell her teammates: "The game itself can be customized by Verdi."

"Hmph -" Feitan said in a long tone as he got out of bed, "What's for dinner?"

Qiye happily stretched out her hands and cheered.

After dinner, Qiye saw that he was about to pick up the game console again. She immediately pressed it with her hand and transferred it back to the space. She said warily: "I won't play."

Feitan's eyes twitched slightly.

"In addition to the game console, there are other things." Qiye already regretted asking Dark to refresh all the games in it. It was scary for him to become addicted.

"For example?" Feitan asked, holding his chin half up, and also gave her a solution, "You can let that artificial intelligence accompany me."

Qiye glared at him: "You are playing games with Dark, what am I going to do?"

Feitan was speechless.

Qiye started to take out: "Nail polish." She took out a bunch of them, obviously they were filled with Feitan without even looking at the color, "Do you want to apply it?"

Feitan leaned back slightly tactically: "You Tu?"

Qiye looked down at his hands: "Dutu."

Feitan leaned back further and couldn't help but emphasize again: "I am male."

Qiye glanced at him speechlessly: "I'm not blind."

Feitan pursed his lips tightly, his face full of rejection.

"Itachi also painted his nails black." Nanaya said solemnly, "Ace and the others also painted their nails black." It was Koro-sensei's hand when they were disguising themselves as women.

Feitan still refused.

Qiye became interested, and she stretched out her hand towards Feitan: "You come first?"

Feitan looked at her hands. They were fair and slender, with thin bones. The nails were rounded because she held the sword.He reached out and held the girl's hand, and ran his thumb down her middle finger joint. He pinched her nails, and then he dug his nails into the gaps between her nails.

Qiye held his hand and asked, "What are you doing?"

Feitan smiled and said, "Bring it here." He spread out his other hand.

Qiye took out all the nail polish and gave it to him, and made a request confidently: "I want one with a white beard pattern."

Feitan squeezed her fingers expressionlessly, then laughed angrily: "That's all, how do you want me to draw?"

"Koro-sensei can draw it," Qiye said provoking him.

Feitan lowered his eyes to paint for her. The girl who had just painted one came over to her with a groan: "You hold me while you paint, it's cold."

She lay back lazily, with her head resting on his chest, half of her body covered by the quilt, seemingly defenseless. From his angle, she could almost see everything through the white nightgown, and the veins on his forehead jumped.

Qiye opened his hands and looked up: "Continue."

"I still hope you have some self-consciousness about being a woman." Feitan listened to her bright and bright voice.

Qiye smiled lowly: "But don't you just want to have sex with me?" She raised her eyebrows quite proudly, "I know very well that you are the only one." She stretched out her arm to poke Feitan's cheek again.

Feitan bit her finger and mumbled, "Huh--" because her speech made him more happy.

Qiye's eyes flickered, and he poked his cheek with his other hand: "Do you want to kiss me?"

"Face?" Feitan let go of her fingers and asked casually.

Qiye thought for a while: "Anything is fine." She still had a repertoire of kisses.

Feitan sneered, lowered his head and kissed her finger, just like a dragonfly touching water, and then held her hand: "Continue."

Qiye smiled lowly and emphasized again: "I want the one with the white beard pattern."

Feitan squeezed her hand tightly and forcibly drew a spider pattern on her. The girl puffed her cheeks and protested: "No."

"Then apply it yourself." Feitan said coldly.

Qiye hummed softly, and when Feitan finished applying it to her, she held Feitan's hand and started to use it.

Feitan twitched his hand but did not move.

He lowered his eyes and could see Qiye's malicious smile. It would be okay if he really resisted, but he had just finished drawing a spider pattern for Qiye.

He sighed softly and was helpless at her actions: "Don't let your hands shake."

"My posture is bad." Qiye retorted.

Feitan sneered: "The painting is really ugly." He stared at the white beard pattern drawn by the girl's shaking hands and laughed, "My skills are not good."

Qiye puffed up her cheeks and was extremely dissatisfied. Her painting skills were indeed not very good and her posture was also bad. After being laughed at by Feitan, she directly used pink nail polish on him.

Feitan's face turned dark and he wanted to withdraw his hand.

Qiye grabbed his hand and said with great interest, "Let me finish applying it."

"I don't want this color." Feitan refused with a face full of rejection.

"It looks good." Qiye smiled evilly, "Just apply it."

"It looks so good." Feitan cursed at her.

After Qiye finished painting, she felt a little disgusted when she looked at her masterpiece. She compared the paint on her fingers with the one on Feitan's hand, and found that it was his paint that looked better.

She blinked and held the tips of his fingers to cover her nails: "Next time, ask Koro-sensei to paint it."

"Get lost." Feitan's face was dark, and his whole body was full of disgust.

"Koro-sensei painted it on quickly and well!" Nanaya emphasized, "He can finish it before you even realize it."

"Impossible." Feitan was very confident in his speed and vigilance, and he didn't want anyone to be able to apply it to him.

Qiye stuck out her tongue at him: "We'll see." For Koro-sensei's Mach 20, other speeds were insignificant. Feitan would not know until he tried it.

"Sleep." Feitan pulled the quilt and covered her completely. He didn't want to discuss this issue with her anymore. He would definitely take it off at night to see what kind of rubbish she had applied on her.

Qiye just smiled subtly.