[ONE PIECE] You take your sword as your wife

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The name Otis was typed up by me, and I suddenly fell in love with this boy_(:з)∠)_

Every heroine I wrote is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger... No, I want to change it, and the future heroines will come here

The next chapter HE ending, the next chapter BE

Everyone happy eating?

The man on the opposite side was a little timid, and he didn't even have the courage to look up at her. This poor guy was too young——Facing her, Karaqiu had the subtle feeling of an old cow eating tender grass.

"Are you okay, Otis... sir?" It took her a long time to say the word sir. Forgive her for being so impolite. The Otis in front of her is not so much a man—he is a boy. , Judging from his appearance, he is at most a young kid who has just grown up.

What the hell is she doing...

Karaqiu, who had a headache from the development of the situation, wailed in her heart, she no longer had the courage to comfort the young boy, she needed comfort herself.

"I, I, I, I'm fine, Miss Karaqiu, do you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, would you like to eat? Do you want some dessert?" The blond boy was stared at by her red eyes, and his cheeks were already stained with a suspicious blush.

To his credit, he still insisted not to show his timidity, straightened his back and waved his hands to call the waiter.If it is ignored that he knocked down a glass of water as soon as he raised his hand, and then he took out a tissue to wipe it calmly, and he was simply wiping away the scalding hot water with his sleeve... Perhaps Karaqiu could still be caught by this illusion deceived.

"……what."

And desserts are not so rare for her now.

If she went back another ten years, she would still be able to experience this youthful, beating heart of a deer—but it didn't fit her style of painting too much.

Karaqiu sighed secretly again, thinking about why he came back to this ghostly place.

"marry?"

Karaqiu repeated these two words with a strange expression. She had just finished taking a bath, and the crystal water vapor was still falling on her eyelashes, hazyly moistening her eyelashes and making her already soft. The face is more dreamy.

The town lads were right, and she was indeed worthy of the title of popular lover.

At least as a matchmaker, she has never seen a more beautiful woman than her.

But if it continues like this, no matter how good-looking a girl becomes an old girl, she will be like a withered flower, not so lovable anymore.

She happens to be at the end of one of the most lush, and after a while, youth will be far away from her.

So she was not only for her own business, but also for the poor woman's youthful tail - to remind her of this, and of course she did not forget her old profession and pulled the red line for her.

"Yes, Karaqiu, you are not young anymore. The old people in the town watched you grow up. Every girl in your generation has become a mother, but you are still so confident. You It’s not too small.” Eileen carefully observed her figure, no matter from which point of view she is not compatible with the disease, if she really has this intention, I am afraid that the people who come to consult her will reach A terrible number——Thinking of this, Elena pointed out a clear way for her earnestly, "Would you like to come on a blind date?"

"Hey, wait but—" Karaqiu interrupted the woman who seemed to be a little anxious. This woman is old enough to be her mother, and her good reputation is well known in the whole town. Although she is treacherous and loves money, But every marriage that pulls up is really good.

But is she... Has she really reached this age?

Karaqiu secretly raised her hand and counted her age. Counting this year, she is already 27 years old, and 12 years have passed since Mihawk's outlying island. Last year, his name was finally known even to this small town on the edge. That's it - the world's number one swordsman, 'Eagle Eye' Mihawk.

It's really... Time makes people old. Thinking about it this way, Mihawk is already 29 years old, and so many years have passed without knowing it.

Last year, she could still get news about him from the newspapers, but this year she didn't see a single bit of his movement - Karaqiu was very relieved at first, and she felt that time was nothing to be afraid of before, and she and Mihawk were both People who are in love cannot take this obstacle seriously.

But now I really think about it...

Time is terribly fast.

She has also changed from a novice who took over her father's profession to a well-known swordsmith like this.

Although she is called a swordsmith...but more people still call her a blacksmith.

What lies between them may not only be time, but also an unreachable distance.

Karaqiu didn't know what he would look like in the past ten years, at least when he left, the black hair that had just reached his shoulders was now coiled up to his waist.

She can wait for one 12 years, so can she wait for two 12 years, three 12 years?

Suddenly she hesitated... her love for Mihawk has not diminished, but once she faced the reality, she was a little confused.

"Karaqiu, Karaqiu, are you listening?" Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Elena stared at her fingers obsessively, and shouted several times without returning to her senses. Yihe, she patted on the face of a little girl in her eyes, lifted her face up, and preached seriously.

"Don't say Elena, I fall into the eyes of money, even my son is interested in you, don't underestimate your own charm, I know you still miss that noble young master, but he hasn't come back to look at you for so many years— —For people of our age, don’t waste your youth, he has already forgotten you.”

To be honest, Elena's last sentence really gave her a stab in the heart. Karaqiu, who has always trusted Mihawk to a high degree, is really embarrassed at this time.

Maybe she's right?Doesn't her behavior seem silly to them?

Karaqiu moved his lips hesitantly, and didn't say a word for a while.

Seeing that her preaching had some effect, Elena stopped talking too much, put down her hand and patted her on the shoulder as if she felt sorry for her, Xu Xushan tempted: "I won't force it anymore, I will give you two days to think, Figure it out and come find me."

"Hey……?"

After reminiscing, this is the whole process of her coming here.

She melancholy took the strawberry milkshake handed to her by the waiter—this kind of cold thing was her true love five years ago, but now that she is getting older, if she eats too much, it will hurt half to death when she eats it once a month.

But I have to eat it.

She scooped up two spoonfuls symbolically, then put down the spoon and sighed.

To be honest, after she really came, she didn't have any thoughts. From the beginning to the end, her heart was already occupied by one person, and no one else could come in at all.

Say yes to Elena after you go back, so that she won't introduce her to a blind date again.

"How about it, doesn't it taste like Miss Karaqiu?"

Seeing that she stopped eating, the boy who had been watching her asked nervously. His bow tie seemed to be a little tight. In order to hide his uneasiness, he loosened it from time to time.

"No, it's delicious."

Karaqiu was not good at refusing, and she calmed down the boy opposite just by speaking so calmly.

She seemed to have a strange magical power, and her demeanor made people feel comfortable, and even Otis' nervous mood calmed down a lot.

He smiled shyly, scratched his hair and wanted to continue chatting with her, but the woman he liked didn't think so—she put her hands back on her lap, raised her charming red eyes, and gently Looking at him, at the same time said something that disturbed him.

"Compared to me, Otis is more suitable for girls of your age, so you may not like to hear it-we are not suitable, and you know it?"

Hey, hey?

Hearing what she said, the blond boy's brain went blank, and he couldn't even control his behavior——

He really likes this woman, maybe because of her appearance, maybe because of her personality, but he still has a little luck to be rejected by her so straightforwardly.

"I, did I do something wrong? I can work hard to become what Miss Karaqiu likes, no matter what, Miss Karaqiu, you--" Look at me.

"I know... I'm cowardly and have no courage, and I've been ridiculed by others all the time." As he spoke, he sped up his speech, and his gentle temper when we first met became anxious, "It's because of this that Miss Karaqiu doesn't like me. ?"

His questioning made Karaqiu feel speechless... Boys of this age would indeed be troubled by this, but she didn't think this boy was so annoying.

Just shy.

But he didn't feel that, the more he talked, the more excited he was, just as he raised his hand, he knocked down the bitter coffee to show his maturity, and the dark brown liquid drew an arc in the air, and splashed straight to the side. on the coat of the passerby.

In an instant, the mellow aroma permeated the air.Otis' face also darkened like the color of coffee.

"Do you have any idea how expensive this dress is—"

Otis was pulled up from the chair by the collar, his young face was full of fear.

The man's scarred face was magnified countless times in front of him. Otis, who had never been in close contact with such a character, was already weak in his legs. If he hadn't been holding him by the collar, he might have fallen to the ground long ago.

"Yes, sorry!"

"Is it useful to say I'm sorry? You have to pay me 100 million Baileys!"

Karaqiu squinted her eyes, already anticipating the development of the next thing, she sighed to herself, raised her hand and quietly touched the dagger at her waist.

So, why did she agree with Elena?

This may be the most distracting time for her. Karaqiu felt that she was not suitable for this soft boy like a bunny. What she could accept was more...

"Before taking out the money, this woman is being detained by me—"

Karaqiu was ready to swing the knife. The boy who was trembling before heard what he said, trembled violently, and then stopped with a sharp trill: "No, you can't shoot Miss Karaqiu——"

"Ah, what did you say?"

"You can't shoot at Karaqiu, Miss Karaqiu is innocent, everything started because of me, whatever comes to me!"

what--

Karaqiu looked at this young man who was obviously terrified and was still trying to wink at her in some surprise.

He is really a good boy, and I see him differently.

"who do you think You Are?"

The guy who said this with a grinning smile raised his hand to throw him out, his arm went numb suddenly, he clutched his wrist in pain and glared at the woman who gave him pain with the handle of the knife.

The black-haired woman was smiling, and her charming smile made him dazed for a while, and when he woke up, he found that her eye-catching red eyes concealed murderous intentions, and he couldn't help being annoyed.

"you--"

Karaqiu didn't give him a chance to speak, and picked up the handle of the knife with one hand, and stabbed him at the throat, but her appearance had not changed, and she was able to easily meet with him when he was showing timidity. Otis talked: "I think you are pretty good, and you will still consider me in this situation. Many people are eager to push the people around them out at this time."

"But, but I—"

Odis's mind was full of her swift movements and fierce skills just now, and he couldn't even find any excuses when she praised her.

"Don't have no confidence in yourself. Courage is not what they say. For their mockery - who cares, what matters is your own heart." Karaqiu smiled and took back the short note in his hand. The sword, she handed it to Otis, and said gently, "Although I don't think we are suitable, I still have a good opinion of you. If you continue to maintain your courage, everything will go much smoother."

The young man who took her dagger remembered her words in his heart. With wet blue eyes, he watched her smile and hand over the troublemaker to the navy. Then he tightly clenched the dagger and raised his head.

The woman who came out of the coffee shop said goodbye to Hai Hai, walked slowly in the shade of the street for a long while, turned her head and hurried back immediately covering her face.

Oh my god, he actually made a move. I haven't practiced swordsmanship for more than ten years. What a mistake today!

After finally reaching a place where no one was there, she stopped and leaned against the wall with some emotion.

But this time was considered a good thing, and it made her more determined to miss Mihawk - I don't know if he has forgotten.

When she thought of that long figure, her heart beat faster.

The past is still vivid in her mind, but she only has these memories that she has recalled countless times. Since then, all she knows about this man is the fragmentary reports in the newspapers and the rumors she heard.

But that's enough, isn't it?

Karaqiu covered his chest, pursed his lips and laughed for a while, and even cried while laughing.

I miss you so much——

I miss you so much, Mihawk.

Are you ok?

"Karaqiu."

The almost unfamiliar call made her stop her tears in an instant. She raised her head in disbelief, and could hardly believe her eyes. Could it be that she was thinking so much that she had hallucinations in front of her eyes?

She stared in bewilderment at the tall man walking towards her slowly, wearing a long windbreaker and a wide-brimmed hat, standing behind him with a black knife, his golden eyes were as cold as snow that would never melt in ten thousand years.

Her fingers trembled, and she stretched out her hand involuntarily, wanting to touch the face of the visitor.

It seems to want to confirm whether this is her illusory imagination or not.

"I am back."

The man bent down and gently touched his cheek to her callused hand, which had been honed all year round.

The warm touch came from the fingertips, and Karaqiu's whole body began to tremble this time.

After learning that this was the truth, her breathing became short of breath.Under his long gaze, she swallowed all the tears in Karaqiu's eyes. She stared greedily at his face, stroked his cheek, and confirmed over and over again that the man in front of her was real and real. And fresh.

very nice.

"Mihawk."

"kindness."

"Mihawk."

"kindness."

When she was chanting his name over and over again, Mihawk patiently responded to every call she made. Unknowingly, their foreheads touched foreheads, their noses were facing each other, and they looked at each other tenderly.

Tears seem to come up again...

She closed her eyes slightly, then smiled brightly again.

"Mihawk," she called again.

"Well, I'm here." Mihawk put his arms around her waist and replied again.

It is not tears that greet this person, but a smile.

So she showed that warm and contagious smile as always, she tiptoed around the man's neck, and said to him happily.

"Welcome back, Mihawk."