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

The tall man walked in front.

The pure white cloak of justice made the sound of flying fabric as he walked.

Suddenly, the man in front stopped suddenly.

He turned back, his drooping eyes under the yellow sunglasses looking seriously at his little lover behind him who had his head lowered and didn't know what he was thinking.

The aqua blue hair shines as brightly as the sea of ​​stars under the sunlight, which is so beautiful.

However, this beauty is obviously tinged with loneliness.

Maybe he didn't expect him to stop.

The little woman who was thinking seriously about something bumped into the man's waist.

Zheniya raised her head in pain, her stunning face showing confusion visible to the naked eye: "Why don't you leave?"

Looking at it this way, there is no hint of loneliness on his expression.

Porusalino stared at her for a moment, then suddenly bent over and said, "Do you want to see Ace?"

A serious man, without the usual frivolous and strange tone in his voice.

Zheniya's eyes suddenly widened and she looked at the person in front of her in surprise.

Porusalino saw her expression clearly and suddenly smiled: "Yeah~ I obviously want to see you~"

Zenia:......

She was silent for a moment and suddenly asked him: "Why do you feel so?"

Porusalino stood up straight, keeping her hands in her pockets, and raised her eyebrows: "My wife, she is a very affectionate and righteous woman, not to mention that she is Ace, isn't she?"

Zheniya pursed her lips, raised her little face, and looked at the man in front of her with complex emotions flashing in her eyes. After a long time, she opened her lips: "I really want to see him, but I can't."

Subconsciously, she clenched her little hands into fists and placed them on her chest. Her face was full of forbearance and uneasiness.

Seeing her subconscious movements that were obviously uneasy, Porusalino frowned, but seemed to understand something.

He suddenly sighed: "So Yaya, what are you planning?"

Porusalino couldn't believe a word of what her little lover said to Mr. Sengoku, but she definitely couldn't believe what she meant on the surface.

He had a hunch that Yaya was planning something.

And this plan must not be known to them.

Based on the understanding and wisdom of the people in front of her, Zheniya had long known that what she wanted to do might not be able to be hidden, but she didn't expect that it would happen so quickly...

She pursed her lips and looked away, no longer looking at Porusalino's face. Use silence to escape men's problems.

Such an evasive attitude made the mood in Porusalino's eyes darken a bit.

Want to question?

It's obvious that Yaya won't tell.

Follow the lead?

Who can wake up a person who is pretending to sleep?

Lure him with love?

Porusalino sighed.

It may work, but the result will only make the little snail that has already retracted into the shell never dare to come out.

Tough hand~

In this world, Yaya is probably the only one who can make Polusalino helpless.

This woman he loved so much in his heart!

The two stood here in silence for a long time, until a tall man wearing a red suit, a navy hat, and a cloak of justice came over.

The moment he saw the woman standing in front of Porusalino, the man with a face as tough as a rock suddenly shrank his pupils.

But then when he thought of the reason for her appearance here, the tough-faced man pursed his lips fiercely.

"Polusalino!"

The sudden deep voice broke the almost suffocating silence between the two.

Zheniya raised her head sharply, and the next second she looked into the eyes of the man with a cold face.

The man just looked at her and looked away with a normal expression.

The man in a red suit with a rose on his chest narrowed his eyes and looked at Porusalino with an unhappy expression: "I told you, don't send your work to me."

After saying that, the man snorted coldly, turned around and left.

From the beginning to the end, he had no interest in asking Zheniya about her identity. It was as if she really just came to tell Porusalino not to be lazy at work.

It was as if...he really didn't recognize her because of the effect of the dahlia.

But how is it possible?

Porusalino slowly narrowed her eyes. His eyes subconsciously glanced at Zheniya, who was staring blankly at the man's retreating back.

Anyone who has received the power of blessing will not be affected by the psychedelic effect of dahlia.

That guy Sakaski can obviously breathe underwater, how could he not recognize Zenia?

What's more, the attitude of turning a blind eye is too obvious... His old friend...

Call ~

In his ears, a sound of relief suddenly came.

Porusalino's expression paused slightly, and her eyes focused on her little lover again.

The little guy's sigh of relief came to my ears again: "Okay, okay, he didn't recognize me."

Porusalino:...

He suddenly felt sorry for his old friend.

She obviously loves her dearly, but she still gives gifts to Nami's child anonymously every year, and even uses heavy work to numb herself from paying attention to the movements of the Diva Pirates...

But in the end, not only did his silent efforts not receive the slightest response, but his loved ones also seemed to avoid him like a snake or a scorpion.

As an old friend and rival in love, Polusalino's mood is not uncomplicated.

Sakaski, that's terrible.

But it was also because of Sakaski's appearance that the solemn atmosphere between the two completely dissipated.

Zenia also deliberately put aside the question that Polusalino seemed to have seen through just now.

She stepped forward and tugged on the man's sleeve.

Porusalino lowered his head and saw his little lover looking at him teasingly: "I know you and Kuzan are both lazy, but you won't really bully honest people, right?"

Honest man?

Say Sakaski?

He looked at his little lover with great interest, and suddenly wanted to know an answer: "Yaya, do you hate Sakaski so much?"

Zheniya was stunned when she heard this: "Huh?"

Porusalino thought for a while: "Yeah~ It doesn't seem right~ Yaya doesn't seem to hate her, but she is afraid of her~"

Zheniya twitched the corner of her mouth, looked away, and denied with no confidence: "No, no!"

Afraid? It's really not the case. Maybe Sakaski chased him too closely back then? And every time the two of them get along, the other person has a serious and business-like attitude.

Zheniya said that it was really difficult to deal with such a character, and she was not comfortable getting along with him at all.

But does Zenia hate Sakaski?

To be honest, she really didn't hate him.

Born in this era of distorted values, everyone has his or her own unique experience.

From the navy's point of view, pirates are indeed evil. Although he is extreme, he is right to want to eliminate evil pirates.

He has his own persistence, his own justice, and can move forward firmly on the road of safeguarding his own justice. This is a very rare quality.

But, it's just that the technique is too extreme.

Thinking of possible wars in the future, Zenia slowly lowered her eyes.

Sakaski!

He is the person who killed Ace and the future Admiral of the Navy...

Seeing that Zenia's thoughts were successfully led astray, Porusalino smiled silently.

He stretched out his hand and hugged the person directly.

Sitting on Porusalino's arms, Zenia subconsciously hugged the man's neck tightly, doubts flashed in her eyes: "What's wrong?"

"It's almost time~ It's time to have lunch." The man said with a smile in his eyes, "Would you like to try what I made by myself?"

Zheniya's eyes lit up: "Then I want to eat steak!"

"Of course~"

"I also want miso ramen made by you."

"Yeah~ That's what I like too~"

“Banana pie is okay too!”

"Wow~ Madam actually knows my preferences so well~"

"Don't be a slut, I'm not looking after your preferences!"

"Hi hi~"

"So~ The premise of these is that I want to eat puffs, the kind of puffs with various fillings~"

"It all depends on Madam..."

The conversation between the two gradually faded away.

And just behind the two people, a figure disappeared in the darkness, quietly watching them leave...