good brother

Two days later, the ground floor.

"Welcome to my great prison of Impel."

Hannibal began to fall ill again, and at this time, standing in front of him was the newly arrived Lieutenant General and Empress Mole, Boa Hancock.

"It's quite a depressing atmosphere, isn't it a big prison called hell?"

Lieutenant General Mole was talking, while Hancock just looked around indifferently, without expressing any opinion.

After all, she has to be careful now and not show any flaws.

However, she didn't look for trouble, "trouble" found her.

"Hey, Lieutenant General Mole, long time no see~"

A clear and laughing voice came from one side, and everyone turned their heads to look.

And Luffy, who was hiding under Hancock's cloak, trembled when he heard the voice, and Hancock frowned slightly when he heard the sound.

Who did Luffy know?enemy?

"Angel."

Seeing that familiar figure, Lieutenant General Mole let out a sigh of relief.

"You seem to be doing well."

"Is it not bad... Well, at least the food is good."

Angel smiled, walked up to them, and looked at Hancock.

"Is this the Empress, I have long admired her name."

"I have heard about you."

Hancock asked proudly.

"A genius rear admiral of the navy, I heard that he has the appearance of a concubine who is not inferior to a concubine."

"...That's really an award..."

Angor complained speechlessly in his heart.

Who spread the word!Stand up and I promise not to kill him!

"Hey, anyway, I want to ask Han Kuksan about something in private this time."

Angel smiled and bent down to salute.

"I don't know if I have the honor."

"Wait, Major General Angel."

Hannibal said.

"You now……"

"I know, I know, under surveillance, right?"

Angor raised his hands in surrender and smiled slightly.

"We will not leave your sight, that is, we will not let you hear what we say."

"What do you want to say to Lord Hancock?"

Hannibal asked.

"Discuss the troubles of us beauties."

Angel played with his hair and smiled charmingly.

"Can't you?"

"No no! Please!"

Hannibal blushed shamefully.

Damn it!Is this really a man!

"Then let's go."

Angel sideways made a gesture of invitation.

Hancock was silent for a moment, then walked aside generously.

"This distance is fine."

After walking a certain distance, Hancock stopped first, turned around, and looked down at Angel.

"What are you going to say to my concubine?"

"Before that, allow me to introduce myself again."

Angor stood up and nodded to Hancock.

"I'm Angel, and I'm also the eldest brother of Portgas D. Ace and Monkey D. Luffy."

"Nani?"

Hancock showed a surprised expression for a moment.

"You are... my lord brother!"

Who is your big brother, hey...

Angel took a deep breath and suppressed the complaints that he almost blurted out.

"Anyway, I know Luffy is inside your cloak."

Angel still raised his head to look into Hancock's eyes, but his eyes were out of focus, obviously he was just showing off to the people over there.

At this time, Hancock's cloak shook visibly.

"Angel! Is Ace okay!"

Luffy's suppressed voice came out, and Angel smiled slightly.

"With me here, can I make anything happen to him, don't worry."

"But it's definitely not that good."

Suddenly, Angel's expression became serious.

"Since you're here, it must be useless to persuade you to go back, Luffy."

"Are you ready to die here?"

"Ah."

"very good."

Angor smiled slightly.

"You heard what I just said. I am under surveillance and basically can't do anything, but I have my plan, which is the last insurance, and now, I don't need you to really take Ai Si was rescued, but, Luffy, promise me..."

"Don't die in a place like this."

"...I won't give up!"

Just like in Sky Island, when Ace persuaded him to escape, he did not hesitate and was decisive.

Hancock heard Luffy's answer and looked at Angor nervously, but the result was beyond his expectation.

"Hahaha, good! As expected of Luffy!"

Angel smiled gratifiedly.

"This is the Great Prison of Impel. If you don't have the consciousness of mortal death, I will drive you back now to save you from death."

"Here, only those who are not afraid of death can survive."

Angor smiled lightly and took a step. When passing by Hancock, he rubbed Luffy's hair through the fluffy cloak.

"Then, since you have made up your mind, work hard towards your goal!"

After speaking, he waved his hand without looking back, turned and left.

Soon, Angel randomly found a jailer.

"Sorry to disturb you."

"Yes, what's the matter? Major General Angel."

The jailer gave a military salute.

"Nothing, just asking if there is any notebook and pen."

Is it to convey information...

The jailer was obviously reminded that Angor might defect, and he became more cautious when he heard Angor's request.

"You want pens and books because you want..."

"This one……"

Angel suddenly showed a look of grief.

"It's less than two days before the execution, I want to... help Ace record his last words..."

At this moment, tears welled up in Angel's eyes, and he looked up at the troubled jailer and smiled miserably.

"Haha, it really doesn't work, it's true, our kind..."

"No no no! That's not what it means!"

The jailer saw that Angor's tears were about to burst into his eyes, and felt that he was nothing at all.

His younger brother is about to die, and he is still here to embarrass him!It's just not a human being!

So, he found out the pen and the notebook very simply, handed them to Angel, and apologized very sincerely and comforted them a lot.

"Thank you."

With tears in the corners of Angor's eyes, he nodded at the jailer and turned away from the jailer's sight.

In the next second, a sly smile appeared on the corner of Angel's mouth.

"Oh, how naive, brother jailer."

Flicking his sleeves to wipe away his tears, there was no trace of sadness in Angel's eyes.

"It seems that if I die and go back, I can become an actor~"

As time passed, the time of execution was getting closer, but Angel became more and more relaxed, and now he could even joke about himself.

"The next two days will be busy."

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Little Theater: The Rose That Never Fades [-]

(Dr. Ace is 23 years old, Angel's congenital heart disease patient is 20 years old)

"Knock knock."

"Come in."

Hearing the sound of laughter in the room, Ace's hand holding the medical record trembled uncontrollably. After finally suppressing it, he forced a smile and pushed open the door of the ward.

"Here we go, Ace."

As usual, the hazy smile against the light seems to be going away at any time, no matter how desperately Ace reaches out to touch it, one day this beauty will be taken away mercilessly by death.

"... Angel."

Ace walked to Angor's hospital bed and sat down, wanting to open his mouth but didn't know where to start.

"Why, it seems that there is no good news."

Angel smiled, but kept fiddling with colored paper in his hands.

"Is it bad news, or worse news."

"You don't look like a patient at all."

Ace smiled wryly.

"Haha, who told me to prepare for death since I was sensible~"

Angel's expression was quite proud.

"I have cried and cried, I have experienced pain and pain, and I have experienced despair and despair."

After folding the paper a few more times, Angel's eyes were filled with satisfied smiles.

"I thought I was going to die, and now that I'm over my 20th birthday, it's super satisfying to be able to sit here and talk to you."

Speaking of this, Angel paused for a moment, with a hint of bitterness in his smile.

"So, get straight to the point, Ace."

"How long can I live?"

"...three months."

Ace's hands trembled again, and he lowered his head to prevent Angel from seeing his painful expression.

"If you don't find a suitable heart before then..."

"yes."

The ward fell silent, and just when Ace thought he was about to be overwhelmed by the terrible silence, the touch of crepe paper suddenly penetrated between his fingers.

Ace was surprised for a moment, and slowly picked up the work in his hand.

It was a silvery white rose.

"is it beautiful?"

Angel chuckled.

"……pretty."

Ace smiled, and through the translucent thin colored paper, his eyes filled with love firmly locked on the touching pair of silver eyes.

Beautiful, just like his creator, shining in the sunlight.

tbc

bring it on!Whether this small theater is cruel or not depends on my mood~

I don’t know if anyone has felt a sense of sight. In fact, my small theater got inspiration from somewhere~