good brother

"……Well……"

Angel lay uncomfortably on the ground and groaned twice, his consciousness slowly came to life, he opened his eyes carefully, and was completely awakened by the strange but familiar scene in front of him.

"Ah, here is..."

He sat up all of a sudden, looking around the dark surroundings.

He also came here 20 years ago.

"Ha, what..."

Angel showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and slowly covered his eyes with his hands.

"...In the end...I'm still dead..."

Sour emotions slowly filled his body, Angel whimpered but failed to shed a single tear.

The soul has no tears.

Not reconciled, not reconciled, not reconciled!

Just now I want to live, I just found out that I love Ace deeply, why can't I survive...

...Now...Leaving Ace, leaving brothers, leaving that colorful time... How will he continue to live...

It has long been impossible for him to integrate into a peaceful modern society...

"Ah, are you awake?"

"Ok?"

Angel put down his hands and looked at the man who appeared here at some point.

It was the man from the underworld who had seen it twice.

"I'm in a very bad mood right now, I advise you not to bother me, people from the underworld."

Angel said coldly.

"It's true, I also have a name."

The man squinted his eyes and smiled, but it only made people feel a chill.

"Just call me Apiao or something."

"Apiao?"

Without commenting on this name that was extremely inconsistent with the image of the other party, Angel turned his head and stopped looking at the other party.

"Okay, Piao, can I trouble you to go out, I want to stay by myself for a while."

"Hey, is this really good?"

Ah Piao smiled, and tapped his cheek with his defeated fingers.

"I have good news for you."

"good news?"

Angor sneered.

"If I can go back to the original world, it's not good news at all for me now."

"yes."

Ah Piao shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, looked at Angor with a slightly teasing look and glanced to the side again, and continued to speak in an unhurried manner.

"Then, I don't know if it will count as allowing you to return to Pirate World..."

"What did you say?!"

Before Ah Piao could finish speaking, Angel immediately stood up and walked to him in a few steps, with a bit of disbelief in his excitement.

"You said...you can..."

"It can bring you back to the world of pirates."

Ah Piao still kept smiling, and with a wave of his hand, two sofas and a high-end coffee table appeared beside him, plus two cups of steaming fragrant tea.

"Come on, let's sit down and talk slowly."

Angel expressed a little surprise at the tables and chairs that suddenly appeared, but he thought that this is a ghostly mansion, and everything could not be judged by common sense, so he sat down calmly.

"First of all, I have to sigh your luck."

Ah Piao took a sip of tea with a smile and said.

"We have the opportunity to send you back because you were well injured."

"what?"

Angel was stunned for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

"To put it simply, if your injury was less severe, you would not have come here, but would have recuperated there quietly."

Ah Piao smiled and put down the teacup.

"And if it's heavier, even if we make a shot, we can't do anything."

"The injury you suffered was just healed, stuck at the limit of what can be healed."

Speaking of this, Ah Piao's smile turned soft for a moment.

"This is your luck and our luck."

"...I can still understand the first half of the sentence..."

Angor was even more puzzled now.

"It's next."

The softness at that moment seemed to be an illusion, and Ah Piao now wore a cold and piercing smile.

"Now, on behalf of the underworld government, I would like to express my apologies to you."

"what?"

Angor's mind was already overwhelmed.

"I said you can't finish speaking in one breath? Or change it to a way I can understand?"

"We lied to you."

Ah Piao smiled and nodded, not apologizing at all.

"We don't have the ability to send you back to your original world."

"……what?!"

Now Angel directly took the case.

"What did you say?!"

"Please calm down."

A Piao didn't feel panic at all, and smiled and looked up at Angel who was glaring at him.

"I'll explain later."

"……All right."

Angor folded his arms indignantly and did it. After all, this is his territory, and it is obvious that his strength cannot be beaten.

"It's actually quite simple to explain."

Apiao explained.

"Actually, when we discovered our mistake, we originally planned to put your soul back into your body, but your body had already been cremated at that time, so this was impossible. We wanted to send you back to your original body." The world, the world must be reversed."

Having said that, Ah Piao's smile faded.

"And this can be regarded as the only thing that the underworld cannot do."

"Even if we are powerful enough to generate or destroy new worlds at will, it is still impossible for us to turn back the time of any world."

"So that's how it is...so it is indeed impossible for me to be resurrected in the original world..."

Angel frowned.

"Then what you promised..."

"Yes, we did promise you to send you back."

Ah Piao smiled lightly.

"Actually, if we don't tell you, you will really think that our underworld government has fulfilled its original promise."

"Ok?"

"Although we can't turn back time, it's just like what I said just now."

Apiao smiled.

"Creating a world is a breeze for us."

"So, you copied my original world?"

Angel said in surprise, and A Piao also nodded.

"That's right, we made a complete copy of the world before your death, so if you choose to go back, you won't find any abnormalities."

Hearing this, Angel couldn't help but frowned again.

"Okay, I understand, but what does this have to do with whether I can return to Pirate World?"

"The next thing is the point."

Ah Piao smiled, and slowly leaned against the back of the sofa.

"Although the duplicate world already exists, the people in it have not been endowed with souls, and time has not yet begun to flow. After all, that world was created for you, and it is meaningless if you don't go there."

"However, once the world starts to operate, the underworld will have to take care of the countless souls that suddenly appear, and the workload will increase. Although it is not a lot, it is best not to have it."

"Oh."

Angel raised his eyebrows.

"That is to say, if I choose to return to Pirate World, then that duplicate world will be destroyed before it can operate."

"exactly."

Apiao nodded.

"That's weird."

Angel tilted his head.

"Since you are afraid of trouble, why do you want to create a pirate world for me?"

You know, the population of a pirate world is far more than that of the earth.

"This is the rule set by the last King of Hades."

A Piao actually revealed a somewhat helpless expression while speaking.

"Since the underworld has made a mistake, it has to apologize to others, so giving those unlucky people a world is considered an apology, and it is also a punishment from the underworld."

"Fortunately, there are only a handful of such mistakes in countless years, otherwise the underworld would really be overwhelmed."

"Okay, I understand the whole story."

Angor nodded.

"Then how are you going to get me back to Pirate World?"

"The wound on your body is at the limit of what can be healed. Although our underworld cannot directly heal you, it can help you suppress your soul and keep him in your body forever."

Ah Piao said with a smile.

"At that time, the power of the soul will wake up your body and slowly nourish your wounds. Although it will take a long time, it will be fine."

After speaking, Ah Piao stood up and smiled at Angel.

"Although I don't think it is necessary at all, the procedure still has to go."

At this moment, the corners of his mouth were pressed down, and he looked at Angel with a serious expression.

"Excuse me, is your choice to go back to the original time, or to say goodbye to the past and become a person who is completely in the world of pirates?"

Angor suppressed his excitement, stood up slowly, and looked at A Piao with a smile.

"Then there is no need to ask."

"I can't wait to meet my brothers again!"

Ace, Sabo, Luffy, I'm sorry, I made you worry.

Brother, back!

"Everything is ready."

Luo stood on the deck of the submarine and directed the younger brothers to carry the medical equipment.

"Soon, Captain."

Luo nodded, and then looked at Sabo on the white beard boat.

"Master Sabo is ready to go."

"Coming soon."

Sabo yelled, and then looked worriedly at the dark cabin.

All day, Ace has not moved at all.

Except for entrusting Luffy to him at the beginning, he stayed quietly in Angor's operating room, looking at Angor's body in a daze.

Not crying, not making trouble, but it is the most frightening state.

No one knows what Ace is thinking now, no one knows what he wants to do next.

"Come on, Sabo."

Margaret said.

"Let's watch over Ace, that guy Luffy depends on you."

"When he wakes up, you will be busy."

"I will go back to the Revolutionary Army."

Ivan sauce said.

"You don't need to worry, Long knows your situation, take a good rest recently, don't think too much about yourself."

"Well, I see."

Sabo nodded heavily and looked at the two of them.

"If you need anything, contact me anytime."

After finishing speaking, Sabo turned his head and shouted into the cabin.

"Angel, Ace, I'm leaving, don't worry about Luffy!"

It's as if... Angel is still alive...

Sabo gave a wry smile, turned around and jumped onto the submarine.

After all, the empress is Qiwuhai, and you can't let them stay with a group of pirates who are hostile to the navy for too long.

And Ivan sauce and the others also offered to say goodbye.

In a blink of an eye, there were only white bearded remnants and red-haired gang left in this sea area.

"They're all gone."

Margao looked at the direction in which the submarine and the revolutionary army were heading away, sighed, and turned around slowly.

"It's time to deal with this trouble..."

However, before he finished speaking, Ace, who was supposed to be shielded from all external information, ran out of the cabin and started yelling.

"Ship doctor! Ship doctor!"

"Ace?!"

Seeing him like this, Margao thought that he was finally insane, and came to Ace's side with a painful expression on his face, and helped him up.

"Ace, calm down..."

"I can't calm down..."

As he spoke, Ace raised his head, and Margao was surprised to find that Ace, who was trembling all over, laughed and burst into tears.

"Ace? What's the matter?"

Margaret asked, frowning.

"Angel..."

Hearing this name from the current Ace's mouth, Margao's heart couldn't help but jump, but the next moment, although Ace said it, the sea was quiet.

"Angel...he has a heartbeat again!"

"……what?!"

ten minutes later.

Ace knelt beside Angor's hospital bed, carefully holding Angor's somewhat cold hands, watching nervously as the ship doctor performed a full-body examination on Angor.

"It's incredible..."

After the examination, the ship doctor looked at the person breathing shallowly on the hospital bed in disbelief.

"I clearly remember very clearly that Angel should have completely lost his vital signs at that time."

"Angel now..."

Ace asked cautiously, holding Angor's hand, he couldn't help tightening it.

"Although it's not all right..."

Said the ship doctor and smiled at Ace.

"However, the vital signs are stable, and there is no danger to life for the time being."

Following the countless sighs of relief in the cabin, Ace carefully rubbed his cheek against Angor's palm, feeling the faint temperature, and couldn't help but burst into tears again.

"……Great."

God knows what was the expression on Ace's face when he suddenly heard the faint heartbeat in that quiet room, and what was the expression on Ace's face when he found that Angel started breathing again.

It's like seeing a meaningful light in the endless darkness, and it's more like seeing a ray of light in the endless darkness.

Even though the lights may go out in an instant, and the sun may never rise, the heart-warming hope becomes the last motivation for Ace to live.

Angor...alive...still warm, with the possibility of opening his eyes, and the possibility of his name being called again.

This is enough, even if everything is possible now, but for Ace who has experienced despair, this feeling of hope is simply a kind of enjoyment.

"That's great, Ace."

Marco looked at Ace's lively appearance again, smiled in relief, and took out the phone bug.

"Then I will contact Sabo and the others now."

"and many more."

However, Ace stopped him.

"Ship doctor."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Ace slowly wiped away his tears and asked seriously.

"Angel, is it true that your life will no longer be in danger?"

"...No, I can't tell."

The ship doctor shook his head regretfully.

"The current Angel has even lost the power of the devil fruit, so there is no doubt that he did die once, and now he must be brought back to life."

"I've never seen this kind of resurrection from the dead, so everything is unknown. No one knows what will happen to Angel in the next second, so..."

"……I see."

Ace didn't ask any more questions, but looked at Margao.

"Margao, before Angel opens his eyes again, let the world think he is dead."

For those who love him, there is no need to experience painful waiting and despair again, and for those who hate Angor, they will not send people to trouble Angor again.

"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."

Ace looked at Angel who had closed his eyes tightly on the bed, and said calmly.

"Just don't let Sabo and the others know that Angel is still alive."

Painful people, he alone is enough.

"……ok, I get it."

Margo smiled and put away the phone bug.

"What about the funeral? The redhead has already customized Angel's tombstone."

"...put an empty coffin."

At this time, Ace has basically cheered up, and he has become more mature after experiencing life's ups and downs, great sorrows and great joys.

"If you want to hide it from the whole world, you have to do a full set."

Ace touched his chin with one hand, while holding Angor's hand carefully with the other.

"You've grown a lot all of a sudden, Ace."

Margo smiled gratifiedly, turned around and waved his hand.

"Then I'm going to discuss the next thing with Red Hair, and let our people keep it a secret by the way."

After finishing speaking, he dragged the other captains who had come to see the fun away, leaving Ace alone in front of Angel's hospital bed.

Returning to the quiet room again, this time, two people were breathing.

Ace crouched on Angel's chest again, listening to the voice of life.

Plop………Plop………

Slowly, however, there is.

"Angel..."

Ace called Angel's name softly, as if he was afraid of waking up his sleeping lover. Then, he slowly took Angel's hand, put it to his lips, closed his eyes and kissed gently.

I have already told you who my beloved is in front of the whole world, then, Angel, I am waiting for you to give me an answer.

Regardless of whether the answer is good or bad, as long as it comes from your own mouth, I will accept it without hesitation.

Hope, you won't make me wait too long...

A few days later, an island in the New World.

"I don't know how to thank you, redhead."

Margao stood in front of the two exquisite tombstones, looked at the splendid sea of ​​flowers and said.

"There is nothing to thank, White Beard is a respectable man."

Shanks waved his hand and patted Ace on the shoulder who was standing aside.

"I look forward to your future, Ace."

After finishing speaking, he slowly walked down the hillside under the attention of the Whitebeard Pirates.

Ace turned his head and watched the red-haired pirates go away, and then looked back at the two tombstones in front of him.

The death of Papa Whitebeard, all the members of the Whitebeard Pirates have let go, their Papa died a great and glorious death, the tears have been shed, and now they just need to move on.

Facing another smaller tombstone, Ace couldn't keep calm no matter what.

A special pistol with a small shell.

Compared with Dad's huge Guan knife and mighty cloak, the inconspicuousness makes people feel sad.

However, these are the only two things Angel left Ace.

Two things that saved Ace's life.

In his life, Angel has never been attached to anything, nor has he owned anything. His eyes, from the beginning to the end, have been following his growing younger brothers.

"If Angel really left like this, we might become Angel's only legacy."

Ace pressed the cowboy hat given by Angel on his head, and said calmly.

"My brothers, and the guys in the mobile unit over there in the navy."

"We who have been changed by Angor may be the only proof that Angor exists in the world."

"What are you thinking about?"

Marco patted Ace on the back, turned and left slowly.

"We don't have much time. During this period of time, many of our Whitebeard's territories have fallen into chaos, so we have to hurry to help."

"Well, I see."

Ace nodded, and looked down at the small thing that looked like a recording pointer on his wrist.

It's just that inside that little glass ball, wobbly and pointing in a certain direction, is a small, burning card.

This is the life card re-made for Angor in the past few days, and it has been slowly burning since the day it was born.

This is the eternal pointer pointing to Angor, which is why Ace can let Angor out of sight with confidence after all.

As long as this thing is still on his wrist, he can know Angel's situation at any time.

And the facts also proved that this small pointer never left Ace's wrist even after knowing Ace's life was gone.

Confirming that Angor is all right now, Ace raised his head again, watching Angor's tombstone silently offering his flower.

It was a scarlet rose that bloomed like a flame.

Back on the boat, Ace went straight to the operating room where Angor was, as a matter of course, sat on the edge of Angor's bed, and stared at Angor's beauty in a daze.

"You don't need to keep watching."

Margaux now came in with a newspaper.

"Didn't the ship's doctor say that Angor's wound started to heal slowly? If there is no accident, his life will not be in danger. You can't wake up suddenly even if you keep looking at him like this."

"I just……"

Ace said without looking back.

"A little scared it was just a dream...Ah! It hurts!"

"People in dreams don't feel pain."

Margao retracted the fist that punched Ace with his dead fish eyes open, and then handed the newspaper in his hand to Ace.

"Watching this funeral has indeed dispelled all the suspicions of the Navy. The news of Angel's death has finally been published. Of course, it is indispensable to slander this kind of traitor."

Ace took the newspaper and looked at Angor's crimes listed one by one. The navy turned a blind eye or turned a blind eye, or made up some incidents that didn't exist, which completely changed Angor. became a heinous sinner.

The navy was portrayed as a just organization deceived by Angor, and the previous propaganda that used Angor as a role model was all the result of being deceived by Angor.

And Angor's death this time is completely a happy thing, so Ace can't wait to burn the person who wrote this report to ashes with a torch.

"...How could anyone believe something so full of loopholes..."

Ace said angrily.

"It's enough to deceive the masses who don't know the truth."

Margaux took back the newspaper.

"...Angel, he..."

Ace looked at the sleeping Angel, and said angrily.

"...Obviously I like the Navy so much, and I have done so many things for the Navy..."

"The so-called "for justice"."

Mal shrugged.

"However, it seems that Angor's adjutant and the mobile unit have not been affected. This is the only good news."

"Blu blu blu blu..."

Suddenly, Margaux's phone buzzed.

"Bar card."

"What is it?"

"Margo?"

Saab.

Margo and Ace looked at each other, then spoke back.

"Ah, it's Sabo..."

"It's me, that... Ace..."

Margao glanced at Ace who was sitting next to Angel.

"Ah, he...it's not a big problem."

"Eh?"

Sabo froze for a moment.

"Really?"

After all, according to his guess, Ace would either go crazy directly, or completely shut himself off, no matter how he said it, he shouldn't be able to recover within a few days.

"The redhead also talked a lot with Ace. Although Ace has not completely come out, it is not as bad as expected."

Margo looked at Ace and smiled.

"If you don't believe me, let him tell you himself."

With that said, he handed the phone bug to Ace.

Ace took the phone bug and adjusted his status.

"Sabo."

"Ace..."

Sabo was silent for a moment, and finally asked hesitantly.

"Angor's matter..."

"I know."

Ace gently stroked Angel's face with one hand.

"I won't let him down."

"yes."

Listening to Ace's firm voice, Sabo smiled reassuringly.

"It's a pity that I'm still worrying about you these days."

"Sabo! Where's Angel!"

The sudden shout from behind made Sabo stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Luffy finally woke up, and he was in such a hurry, I don't have a clue how to comfort him."

"Anyway, Ace, don't force yourself, cry when you should."

"I'll visit you if I have time."

"Ah."

Ace nodded.

"Luffy, please."

"Bar card."

After receiving the sleeping phone bug from Ace, Margao smiled.

"If you and the others pursue it in the future, I will confess you without hesitation. I don't want to be hunted down by the second-in-command of the Revolutionary Army."

"Will not."

Ace stood up and stretched his waist.

"Okay, next..."

Walking out of the cabin to welcome the warm sunshine, after so many days, Ace finally showed a happy smile.

Luffy woke up, Sabo was watching by his side, Angel was still alive, and Ace was satisfied enough.

"You have to get stronger quickly!"

In order to let my father rest in peace, in order not to disappoint everyone, and even more so that he will never experience the pain of loss again.

"Before you wake up, I will definitely become strong enough to surprise you!"

Ace held up his "Anger Pointer" and smiled happily.

"Wait, Angel!"

Not long after, the Straw Hat broke into the Navy headquarters again, told the world that he was still alive, and commemorated his brother, and then disappeared without a trace. After a few months, the whole world was in turmoil, and the remnants of Whitebeard It is regarded as the biggest piece of fat by countless people, but they still guard their own pure land with great strength.

In the past few months, Ace has completely gotten used to Angor's comatose life. Although he would occasionally stare at Angor's closed eyes in a daze, but at other times he has turned back to the laughing and fussy man again. big boy.

Of course, his growth is obvious to all, his personality has become more stable and mature, and his strength has become stronger and stronger in the practice day and night.

Angor's wounds have healed up a lot in the past few months, except for a few pink scars on his chest that showed his past trauma, it looks no different from falling asleep, even with a life card It has also been restored to its original appearance, without any sparks.

However, he just didn't wake up.

As the days passed, the white beard group gradually began to avoid the topic of Angor, and some people even thought that Angor might never open his eyes again.

It's no wonder, after all, Angel was resurrected from the dead, and it's a miracle that he can still breathe and have a heartbeat. It seems like a luxury to want him to open his eyes again.

Of course, even so, Ace never doubted it.

He still massages Angor's muscles with the technique he learned from the ship's doctor every day, and carefully feeds Angor some liquid food.

Although it is hard work, it is also fun.

At this time, a whole year had passed since Angel fell into a coma.

Ace smiled contentedly as he watched Angor being taken care of by him in vain and tender.

I don't know what Angor's expression will be when he wakes up and knows that I have been taking care of him for a year...

Ace sighed and kissed Angel's forehead lightly as usual.

"Wake up, Angel."

"Ace, it's time to eat!"

"Ah, here we come."

So, in order to prevent the meat from being snatched up, Ace didn't notice, the moment he turned to leave, Angel's fingers trembled slightly.

In the afternoon, as usual, Ace sat on the floor and had a snack after practicing with the other captains on the deck.

"Ah, young people are really unconvinced..."

Sachs was lying on the other side sweating profusely and said helplessly.

"This speed of progress is terrifying!"

"It won't work if you don't stay strong."

Ace chewed the meat and said.

"I still want to protect Angel, and that bastard Tiqi has been quite arrogant recently."

"Angel..."

Sachs sat up cross-legged, resting his chin and looking at the confined cabin.

"Wait, after he's done, we're going to prepare for your wedding with him? Oh, what a pity, such a beauty... Ace, put the fire away!"

"Sachs, you don't have a long memory either."

Marco walked over with a grin.

"The last time you were burned was only Fatty, this time I'm afraid you won't even keep Fatty."

"Heart of beauty in everyone."

Sachi folded his arms and said confidently.

"But Angel must look good in a wedding dress."

Ace thought for a while and wiped his nose silently.

"If there is a real wedding, it will take half the time."

Yizang came over at some point and said with a smile.

"The redheads must be invited over."

"There is also Hawkeye in Qiwuhai, that guy is nice."

"And Boss Shiping!"

"Shouldn't the navy call some of them, and they'll be my mother's family."

"Ace's brothers are also called!"

"Isn't that of course?"

"Hey..."

Seeing more and more people participating in the discussion, Ace couldn't help but support his forehead.

"It's not certain when Angel will wake up..."

"Squeak..."

Not noticing the sound of the door opening from the cabin behind him, nor the Bai Tuan who suddenly fell silent, Ace continued to talk with his head down.

"Even if Angel wakes up, whether you agree to be with me or not..."

"How about it?"

The familiar voice that he was thinking about suddenly came out from behind, Ace was stunned for a moment, then raised his head in disbelief, and saw his partners looking behind him with ghostly eyes one by one.

……No way……

Am I dreaming……

"What? Stupid?"

The voice that haunted him, he remembered again.

This time the sound was closer, and even Ace's ears could feel the warm air. With the breeze, a few strands of silver hair wrapped around Ace's neck, making Ace almost suffocate.

"Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?"

Those white and slender hands that rubbed several times a day held Ace's face from behind, and with a little force, Ace raised his head.

Then, the silver eyes and soft lips with a gentle smile that he had dreamed about countless times in that year, just like that, suddenly came into Ace's eyes.

"Ah, my mouth is full of oil."

Angor raised his eyebrows with a smile, and gently wiped Ace's slightly parted lips with his thumb.

"I can't speak like this."

"...An... Geer..."

Tears of happiness and joy filled Ace's eyes with the bitterness of this year, and flowed down his cheeks to Angel's hands.

However, even if the realization has been blurred, Ace is still unwilling to close his eyes even for a moment, but let himself have no image, and he is unwilling to waste a minute and a second to take care of his image a little.

"Angel..."

Stretching out his hand to hold the hand holding his cheek, Ace carefully confirmed whether it was a dream or real.

"Angel..."

He kept calling Angel's name, as if he wanted to gently wake up the sleeping person countless times this year.

"I'm here."

Angor shook Ace's hand back, showing a distressed smile.

"I'm back, Ace."

"……Welcome back."

Ace finally had a smile on his face, he slowly stretched out his upper hand, held Angel's face, and slowly lowered it.

Then, the four lips meet.

The first kiss with the taste of bitter tears was gentle and precious, as if carefully kissing a unique work of art, for fear that a little force would shatter the beauty.

Angel was stunned by the kiss for a moment, then felt Ace's cautious and helpless smile, and took the initiative to stick out his tongue to lick Ace's meaty lips.

Feeling Angor's response, Ace opened his eyes wide in surprise, and slowly let go of himself. He pulled Angor into his arms, enjoying Angor's warm breath to the fullest, as if he wanted to It was like making up for the amount owed this year, until he found that Angor was breathing quickly, and then he suddenly reacted, let go of Angor's lips, and looked at him nervously.

"Sorry Angel! Are you okay!"

"...Ha...it's all right..."

Angor was already blushing at this time. Although he had taken the initiative just now, he was still a little embarrassed in retrospect.

"...just woke up...the body is still a little weak, but there is nothing serious..."

"Yes, that's fine."

Ace sat on the ground with Angel in his arms, looked at the exquisite face close at hand, recalled that he had always woken up from nightmares in the middle of the night this year, and ran to the bed next to him to check Angel's breathing , holding Angel to fall asleep peacefully.

Now, the nightmare is over.

Not only that, Angel also responded to his kiss just now.

Angel doesn't hate him...even like him, he loves him deeply...

This is the best dream Ace has ever had.

He slowly hugged Angor's body tightly, and buried his face into Angor's neck.

"……Well……"

Listening to Ace's patient sobs, Angel smiled and patted Ace's back lightly.

"If you want to cry, just cry."

"... um... woo..."

Finally, Ace raised his head, and after 11 years, once again, he burst into tears.

"... Mmm... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

It's like a wanderer wandering outside finally returned to the harbor that makes him feel at ease, like a child who has been away has found his parents.

In the most reassuring places, where there is no need to hide, Ace willfully