Pirate: I'm not the King of the Sea, so don't mess with me.

"I won't go to Rogge Town, and I won't leave Donghai. I want to stay here."

"I told you that someone is waiting for you on the Moby Dick. You can come back after meeting him."

"Yada~ I don't know the people you're talking about, so why should I go with you to the Moby Dick ship?"

A brief silence!

After watching the quarrel for ten minutes, Hadoli finally couldn't help but yawned loudly and smacked his mouth in anger.

It folded its wings, leaned on Youjia's body and began to take a nap.

The smaller Yujia lay motionless on the table, as if she was deaf to the quarrel.

On the other hand, 419 nervously shook his head back and forth between the two of them. The sun-flowered lion-headed expression was tangled and tangled, and finally he sighed deeply.

Forget it, let them make the noise! He is the one responsible for delivering information. If he takes too much care, he risks exposing himself.

So the three little ones just lay down, sat or stood and took a nap, with a good attitude towards the Nth argument between the two.

In fact, Yaya is not the type who likes to argue with others.

But the strange thing is that since she met Marco, Yaya couldn't help but say something to him before she felt at ease.

It can be as big as the direction of the three people's movements, or as small as what they eat for each meal.

In short, whenever they disagree on a decision, the two of them can't help but quarrel.

To use Doflamingo's somewhat harsh words: You guys are in conflict, you are not suitable for acting together.

At this moment, Yaya deeply agreed with the evaluation of Doflamingo, who had always been indifferent.

Because Marco, the pineapple-headed bastard, doesn’t listen to anyone.

Looking at Zheniya with an angry expression, Marco rubbed his brows with a headache: "...Stop making trouble, Yaya, I will send you back when the time comes."

Yaya became angry when she heard this.

"No, I have stressed many times, I want to stay here."

Marco:…

Take a deep breath.

He didn't understand, why did this woman insist on staying in Donghai?

She didn't agree to leave with him despite his bad words and even his repeated assurances.

It's even more difficult to deal with than the dad who likes to secretly drink alcohol without listening to the doctor's advice.

Doflamingo, who had been watching with interest from the beginning of the argument, crossed his legs and raised the corners of his mouth, in a standard attitude of watching the excitement.

"Fufufufu, why don't you guys have a fight to decide who you want to listen to?"

You said you just watch the show when you watch it, right? You also need to step in without taking it too seriously.

Doflamingo, who felt that the crowd was almost done, was like a poisonous snake, spitting out malicious suggestions.

Marco glanced at him coldly.

Suddenly calm down.

He pulled out the chair under the table and straddled it with his long legs.

His arms were naturally folded on the table, assuming a 'we need to talk' attitude. He looked seriously at Yaya, who was in high spirits, but his tone was unexpectedly softer: "Tell me, you insist on talking." Reasons to stay here yoi.”

Although quarreling as soon as they met was a thing of the past, Marco found that even eight years later, both parties could still stir up unnecessary anger when one party lost his memory.

...Perhaps his aura is just as inconsistent as Doflamingo said.

In this case, someone always needs to make a concession.

So Marco gave in first.

The irritating Marco suddenly calmed down and put on an attitude that was easy to talk to and discuss, but Yaya blinked blankly without reacting.

The anger that had just rushed slowly cooled down, Yaya's red lips opened and closed, and finally she silently pulled out the chair and sat calmly next to Marco.

Seeing this, Doflamingo, who had his hands behind his head, snorted without meaning and said no more offensive words.

Thinking of the quarrel between the two just now, Yaya coughed slightly in embarrassment.

In fact, she also knew that Marco had good intentions in taking her back to the Moby-Dick.

Regarding the people he said wanted to see her, Yaya's heart also jumped with a strong desire to see them.

Especially the man named Rayleigh...

But compared to the old friends and relatives Marco said, the strong emotions that had been throbbing since arriving in the East China Sea suppressed all desires, making her eager to see the little girl who frequently appeared in dreams recently.

The daughter whose name she didn't know yet, but whose kinship could be confirmed through the pull of her soul.

Her daughter...

Yaya's hand slowly touched her chest.

Eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled slightly: "I feel it, she is here. Very close to me."

she?

Marco frowned.

"who is she?"

Even Doflamingo couldn't help but look at Yaya.

Then he slowly raised an eyebrow, expecting to discover the weakness of Yaya, the woman he hated so much that he gritted his teeth.

Thinking of the orange-haired girl in her dream, Yaya smiled softly: "My daughter."

Although she couldn't remember the reason why their mother and daughter were separated, Yaya still couldn't hide her sad eyes and her mood became depressed: "I accidentally lost this lovely child by an incompetent mother like me!"

Yes, she is so cute.

A small one, well-behaved and sensible.

But he couldn't even protect his daughter well.

What a terrible and incompetent adult!

daughter? ? ?

Due to various accidents, the two men who were tied to a woman named Zenia had to live in the same room together and their pupils shrank at the same time.

After a brief shock, Doflamingo's eyes behind his sunglasses looked deeply at Yaya.

In fact, after these two days of getting along, Doflamingo became more and more convinced that the other party was the woman who caused trouble in the Holy Land three times more than ten years ago.

The woman who was hated by the Celestial Dragons with gnashing teeth, and who caused the Holy Land to celebrate for three days and three nights after hearing the news of her death.

It was this woman who made the Holy Land extremely fearful. Not only did she not die, she also gave birth to a daughter...

Recall the information collected in the past.

If the guess is correct, the child's father should be...

Pluto Rayleigh! ! !

Anything Doflamingo can think of, Marco can naturally think of.

Thinking that the other rightful owner is drinking with Dad on the Moby Dick...

A dark color flashed in Marco's eyes.

Since learning about Yaya's 'death', those memories and feelings have not been buried deeply but have become increasingly unforgettable...

The joy of finally seeing each other slowly settled, and Marco suddenly began to doubt the correctness of rashly approaching him this time.

Although pirates are not good people, and it is not uncommon to steal other people's wives, but... is it really okay to intervene so hastily?

Marco's hair was irritated and he couldn't help but clicked his tongue.

"...It's hard to sense her presence. I don't want to give up, Marco!"

However, his irritability caused Yaya to misunderstand him.

She thought Marco still didn't agree with her leaving alone.

In fact, she can use force to decide who to listen to, just like Doflamingo said.

But facing Marco, who was implicated and shot away for protecting herself, and who kept taking care of herself during the days when she came to Donghai, Yaya didn't really want to use that method.

She lowered her eyes, pursed her lower lip, and suddenly made a decision: "I know you want to return to your own ship. You have your family and your adventures, so let's say goodbye here! I..."

A heavy sigh suddenly came from beside him.

Before Yaya could finish her determined words, someone gave her a heavy rub on the top of her head.

"Okay~ I get it!"

Yaya looked up blankly.

I saw Marco with a smile on his face and a look of helplessness: "It's not impossible to go back to the Mobi Dick a little later. Anyway, Dad's guys are not light-hearted people."

He said, "I'll look for it with you."

He glanced at Doflamingo lightly.

Especially since there is a dangerous person next to Yaya.

He was worried about letting her stay with the 'five hundred million' she called him.

Under Yaya's stunned gaze, Marco withdrew his hand and stood up. He picked up a recently bought apple and threw it to Yaya. He walked to the bed and picked up the gray cloak and put it on himself without looking back. He said: "Without further delay, let's set off now!"

Yaya held the apple and blinked: "Now?"

Marco turned his head and looked at her doubtfully: "Don't you want to find her as soon as possible?"

Her eyes filled with emotion slowly lit up, Yaya showed a sweet smile, nodded heavily to Marco, and almost jumped up in joy: "Well~, let's go find her now."

Seeing her happy look, Marco's eyes flashed with endearment.

This made Doflamingo on the side feel a toothache.

Tsk.

He just doesn't understand.

Forget about Pluto Rayleigh, why do both of them have evil intentions towards such a woman?

Although she is a rare beauty, he still prefers a sexy and docile hot girl who teases him like a cat than a woman who can press him to the ground and rub him.

However, Doflamingo didn't know it at this moment.

The toothache at the moment was just an appetizer. There would be more toothache waiting for him during the involuntary journey ahead.