[One Piece] Tianlong people can't say no

He: "If you want to say that there is still someone who can stop you?"

"Yeah~ It's scary..." He put his hands on my eyes: "I can't help it, I heard that Xiao Xiya is very sad~"

Kuzan, my boyfriend-to-be, got into a fight with Sakalski while I was grieving alone for Ace... for the Marshal position.

For a moment, I complained that Sengoku-san submitted his resignation too quickly.

I heard that the climate of the entire island of Punk Kazakh was changed by the two of them, turning it into an island of ice and fire.

hateful!These two guys played too much!

Thinking of Kuzan's amputated calf and the burns all over his body, I couldn't maintain my emotions anymore, and I was pulled out of the melancholy thoughts, full of anger.

asshole!hateful!

I waited outside the ward. Sengoku-sang had a lot of free time after retirement, and now he also came to the hospital to wait for them to wake up with me.

"click click"

I scratched my arm and turned my head: "Zhan Guosang, can you stop eating so loudly?"

Sengoku-san blinked his eyes, it was strange, his hair became gray very quickly after retirement, which made me suspect that the hair dye was actually responsible for the long black and bright hair.

"Is it true that Xiao Xiya doesn't eat?"

Sengoku-sang looks like an ordinary elder now, without the sternness of being a marshal in the past.

"I don't want..." Who invented the wasabi-flavored senbei?Devil cuisine!

Zhan Guosang put the senbei in his hand into his mouth, he leaned back on the chair and put on a comfortable look, his mouth was still a little vague: "Xiao Xiya, do you hate it?"

"Ok?"

I looked at Zhan Guosang, he stroked his beard and smiled at me, his eyes darkened.

I look down to avoid his eyes.

"I have no idea……"

I don't seem to be qualified to hate, because I am the term itself of the hated "Dragon Man".

The proud Marie Gioia, made of gold, silver, scarlet jade, and cold emerald, has much longer days than nights, and even at night, the palace complex still emits expensive light, as if there is no night.

The Tianlong people on the Red Earth Continent overlooked all living beings, but they didn't know that the untouchables they called were looking up at this highland with hatred.

Heart pounding.

I felt Sengoku-san look away, so I looked up and saw him leisurely grabbing two senbei and chewing them.

"This is reality, this is justice and evil."

These people always like to speak in such general terms, are they afraid that the vernacular will not be forceful?

The nurse hurried over and opened the door to go in. Someone must have woken up and rang the bed bell. Sengoku-san and I also stood up and followed.

I was still guessing who woke up early, but when I came in, I found two people were leaning on the upright pillows, their faces were stinky, and no one looked at the other.

"Childish." I meant to tell Kuzan, but Sakaski glared at me with a black face.

I glared at him too, then pulled a stool and sat beside Kuzan's bed.

There happened to be water on the bedside table, and I handed the cup to his mouth: "Do you want some water?"

"Ah."

He bowed his head against my hand, and I couldn't help but look at his bandaged right face and exposed shoulder and neck.

"I'm fine, Miss." Kuzan raised his head and licked his wet lips.

"All right?" I put the water glass down and knocked on the table: "Is it all right if it's wrapped like a mummy?"

These words are inevitably exaggerated, but the right half of his body does reveal a large swath of white gauze.

Kuzan curled up his fingers on the quilt, obviously a little guilty.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I grabbed his hand and squeezed hard.

Kuzan always said that he loves my little arrogance, but now I wish I could be more brute so that he will feel pain!

"I want to see your leg." His quilt was covered, and I couldn't see the wound.

He reluctantly raised his left hand to wrap around my back, letting me lean against him through the quilt.

"Don't look at Miss...I don't want you to worry."

"Cough cough" Zhan Guosang's dry cough was really deliberate, and I just remembered that there was a Sakaski who was also injured next to me, so I tried to get up by leaning on the bed, but Kuzan stopped me.

"Don't make trouble." I called him softly.

Kuzan turned a blind eye, he reached out and touched my eyes: "Miss, sleep with me for a while."

It was late last night when I received the news that Sora would not let me go out.I tossed and turned in bed, and I didn't sleep well all night in fear. When I woke up in the morning, I had two very obvious dark circles under my eyes, which took a lot of effort to cover.

I glanced at him suspiciously: Can this be seen?

He squinted and yawned.

Zhan Guosang was next to him and chatted with Sakalski. As soon as Kuzan finished speaking, he sighed loudly and muttered: "Sakalski, you can't do it."

I guess Sakalski must be looking even uglier now.

I couldn't help Kuzan, so I had to call Sengoku-sang to help, and when I turned my head, I bumped into Sakaski's dark eyes.

For some reason, looking at his cold and complicated eyes, I suddenly thought of my cousin Tigrity who had been away for a long time.

I had heard some stories about her from Uncle Raleigh in the early years, and even Beckman was involved.

It's an amazing feeling, like meeting your own party guests at another party, and those guests introduce you to the hosts of the second party.

In their mouths, Cousin Tigretti is strong, brave, elegant and intelligent. She and I are like aliens among nobles, but at least Cousin Tigretti's temperament is more similar.

Those few stories about Cousin Tigretti on the ocean are far away and strange, and I can only secretly write them down in my diary and look through them occasionally.

I know that I am not a qualified sister, I am selfish and cowardly, hypocritical and greedy, I cried for the death of Rosindi and Tigriti, but I did not think about revenge for them.

Blindfolded by the glorious Marie Gioia, I pretended to disdain my tyrannical brethren, and indulge in a life of comfort and luxury.

The navy flag hangs outside Marie Gioia's meeting hall, which is the only pure white among the gold, but maybe my eyes are wrong, sometimes I feel faint black spots when I look at it.

Cousin Tigretti and Cousin Dover used to like standing on the high platform of Don Quixote pointing at the flagpole and laughing.

When Kuzan called me, I realized that I had been in a trance for a long time, and Sakaski, who was stared at by me, had already turned his head away.

Warring States Sang worked hard and helped Sakaski to lie down.

I put my arms around Kuzan, and he left his left hand to hold me.

It may be that I really didn't sleep well last night. I soon felt sleepy and my eyelids became heavier.

"Sleep, miss." Kuzan's voice was lazy, and he yawned again, which sounded really hypnotic.

This guy……

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I come to you at the end of the day, you'll see my scars, you'll know I was wounded and I was healed (1)

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Kuzan and Sakalski's injuries looked serious at first, but both recovered quickly and were released from the hospital within a few days.

Thanks to the power of Nature Fruit, Kuzan is able to walk normally even though he lost his calf.I felt a little distressed, but the injured person himself comforted me and said that it didn't matter.

Because Sakaski was elected as the new marshal, post-war affairs piled up like a mountain, so he didn't even go home to go to the headquarters building to sit in charge after he was discharged from the hospital.According to adjutants and lieutenant generals, he is very busy every day and even sleeps in the office.

I could not help feeling sorry for him when I complained about his overkill, but Sakalski himself seemed to relish the hustle.

Over the years, Sakalski has been drowning himself in business, and I always get the feeling that he is trying to keep himself busy.When I think of the house that Sakaski asks the nanny to clean once a week, and that he may be doing nothing when he is alone in Nuo Da’s house, I want to sigh——

If it hadn't been for the afternoon tea at Sakalski's house that Cousin Tigrety had recorded in her handbook, it would be hard for me to imagine that Sakalski would enjoy his off-duty time leisurely.

The ambiguous relationship between Cousin Tigretti and Sakaski seems to be far away.During the years when I deliberately avoided sad things, the stories of their relationship gradually faded.

Those inadvertent stares, the uncomfortable expression when I interrupted the atmosphere, the gift that was given after a long time of hesitation... Only at this time can it be clear again.

It was an unremarkable evening in Marin Vanduo. The sunset dyed the sky pink and orange. When I learned that Kuzan had handed in his resignation letter, I hurried to Marin Vanduo.

Kuzan just jumped out of a third-floor window when I arrived.This posture is too arrogant, but he did it with a sense of freedom.

"You will be scolded by Sakalski for doing this." I stopped walking forward and stood aside.

Kuzan patted his sleeves: "He doesn't have time to look for me."

He carried a backpack on his left shoulder.

My eyes subconsciously stared there: "Where are you going?"

He ran through his hair, which he did most often when he was thinking.

"Go outside and have a look."

Kuzan's voice was very calm, and I suddenly felt panicked.

"Why don't you become a navy?" I stood stubbornly and didn't want to approach him: "Because I am not a marshal, can I continue to do it?"

I knew it was going to be aggressive to ask, but I couldn't help crying when I thought about him leaving the Navy, leaving Marine Vandor, leaving Marie Gioia.

Kuzan put down his hand holding his hair, he took a few steps towards me, and stopped two or three steps away from me.

"Miss." His eyes were helpless and soft, as if to say, "Don't cry."

"You gotta give me an explanation, Ku