[One Piece] Pirate Life of Port Officers

Curry rice is not a difficult dish to cook, but because of the rush, Sarai used a pressure cooker to stew the beef tendon, then took it out and fried it with garlic. After the vegetables were stewed, add a little light soup, mix it with the sauce, and pour it over Put a little more rice on the plate, and finally put eggs and sauce according to Odasaku's preference.

The golden curry is contained in the ordinary white porcelain dish, and the spicy aroma comes out from it, permeating the small kitchen.Although Salai has cooked curry several times in the world of pirates, but considering the taste of normal people, she has never cooked this extra spicy version of curry.

"It looks delicious! Shalai, can I eat this?"

"No." Sarai, who came back to her senses, closed the lid on Curry expressionlessly. She stared at Shanks' aggrieved expression for three seconds, and suddenly laughed.

"Although you can't eat this plate, there's still a lot in the pot. I'll serve it for you when I put it in the warmer. Shanks, go and sit outside first."

"...Oh, okay." Confused by Xilai's sudden smile, Shanks obediently walked back to the restaurant and sat down, and it didn't take long for him to know the meaning of Xilai's smile just now.

"It's so spicy——" Shanks dropped the spoon, and rushed into the kitchen to find water without thinking about finding yarn to settle the score.

Looking at Shanks' embarrassed appearance while eating the unspiced curry, he laughed out loud. It was the first time in five years that this small western restaurant once again echoed the heartfelt emotion. Laughter.

***

On the hill overlooking Yokohama's downtown area, among the lush mountain paths, there is a cemetery overlooking the sea.

Several new tombstones lined up there.It was a small white tombstone with no name engraved on it. *

Shalai put the largest plate in front of the first tombstone, and then put four smaller plates of curry in front of the other five white tombstones.

She opened the lid on the plate, thanks to their footpower far surpassing the car, the curries are still warm, and the spicy aroma is spreading in the cemetery, which is in harmony with the fresh smell of the grass in the cemetery and the salty smell of the sea breeze The taste is mixed together, but it is surprisingly harmonious.

"Odasaku, Kosuke, Katsumi, Yuu, Shinji, Sakura, I'm here to see you."

"I'm sorry, because something happened, so I took so long to come here. For the sake of making curry for you early in the morning, it's just me this time."

"But it's a coincidence that today is my birthday, and it's also your 27th birthday, Odasaku. Ha, in this way, you and Shanks are the same age."

"Oh, Shanks is my current captain. As for how I met him, it's a long story."

......

A gust of sea breeze blew, and Sha Lai's shoulder-length black hair fluttered in the air due to her comatose sleep for a year, but she didn't reach out to comb them.Seen from a distance, that thin figure is like a sculpture, standing upright in front of the tombstone, as if nothing in the world can make her leave there.

"Is it really good to just look here?" Dazai held a bouquet of white flowers, and walked slowly to Shanks standing at the entrance of the cemetery, "If I guessed correctly, you are here for today's worship Did you put on this suit on purpose?"

"I have already worshiped, and Sa said she wants to be alone for a while." Shanks' answer seemed to be nonsensical, but Dazai, who was as smart as Dazai, understood his implication in an instant.

——Because she needed a private space, he waited for her here.

how to say?Although it was an answer I had guessed a long time ago, it still made me feel very uncomfortable to hear it.

Dazai squinted his eyes, stared at Shanks for a while, then suddenly smiled, and walked towards Sayai with the bouquet in his arms.And Shanks behind him still stood motionless, his eyes fell on Sarai's back, and he didn't even intend to move half a step.

And Dazai put down the bouquet in his hand after walking to Sayai's side, his usual smile was gone, making it even more difficult to see what he was thinking.

"Do you need me to lend you a shoulder?"

"I didn't cry again."

"Then what?"

"...Just lend me your sleeve."

Sarai, whose height exceeded the 1.7-meter mark, was wearing small high heels, and the top of her hair had reached Dazai's forehead.But at this time, she was like the little girl who could not control her power 11 years ago. She stretched out her hand and tugged on the cuff of Dazai's windbreaker. Her drooping eyelashes hid the tears in her eyes. After a long time, she opened her mouth and said :

"Dazai, Odasaku's biggest requirement for me is to live a good life. Does this mean that as long as I live happily, he will be satisfied?"

The sound of the yarn was very soft, being blown into pieces by the sea wind.

"No matter what decision I make, will he support me if I want to?"

Dazai smiled sideways, and his clear voice carried his unique confidence, "You should be the most clear about that kind of thing."

His gaze swept over Shalai's delicate makeup and hairstyle, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Odasaku's lifelong pursuit of that good old man is nothing more than to find a place to write a novel after retiring, watching you six little devils grow up, rolling up your sleeves and threatening each other when you and Sakile have a favorite boy, when you Standing behind you when you need safe haven.

If you are safe and happy, it doesn't matter if he can't write that novel.

His friend who once swore never to kill anyone, thinks you are more important than anyone else, and you are the one who has been with him the longest and is his favorite among the adopted children.

As long as you think, as long as you can show a smile, he will break into it without hesitation, whether it is the sea of ​​swords and guns in life or the hell of Avici in life.

Xilai, you are the person who knows him best in this world, you should know this better than anyone else.

That's why you come here dressed up, just to tell him that you are doing well and let him not worry, isn't it?

As for how to proceed in the future, you actually made up your mind the moment you agreed to come to Yokohama with that red-haired man.Coming here now also wants to tell him your decision.Because you know that Odasaku will be happy for the decision you made.

"Dazai, how has the situation in Yokohama been during the past five years?"

"Very good, the Armed Detective Agency, the Port Mafia, and the Supernatural Secret Service have formed a delicate balance, and they have reached an unprecedented peace."

"Miss Zhongye, how are they doing recently?"

"The little man in black hasn't changed at all, and he hasn't even grown half a centimeter in height. Sister Hongye is still as domineering as ever, and she sits firmly at the head of the torture team of the port mafia."

"Where's Ango Sakaguchi?"

"He's still alive and well, and he seems to have been promoted recently."

"Dazai, how are you doing on the side that saves people?"

"It's pretty good. Everyone in the detective agency is very interesting. Do you need me to introduce you?"

"I remember that in the Armed Detective Agency there is a supernatural person with the ability to heal, can you ask Dazai to introduce it to me?"

"...Of course, eh?"

Dazai was taken aback by the sudden change in Sarai's style of painting, Dazai looked at his sleeves that had been loosened, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Sarai with a smile, the corners of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

He said why Sha Lai didn't let the other side advance when he was at the Vengley base. It can no longer be explained scientifically. The medical department helped to look at the red-haired man's arm.Tsk, although he also had this idea, he always felt that it would be too cheap for him to just cure that man.

"Dazai, I hope you don't forget, I still have the audio of your compliment to Akutagawa." Sarai put the emphasis on the word "praise", smiling extraordinarily brightly.

"...Sarai, you actually blackmailed me in front of the graves of Oda Saku and the children, it's too much~" Dazai resumed his usual inconspicuous tone, blinking his amber-gold eyes, posing A look that hurt me.

"Well, I believe that Odasaku and the children will be very relieved to see that I have grown into an adult who has the ability to threaten you."

"It's obvious that you haven't even reached the eighteenth, so why are you talking about adults?"

"Akutagawa seems to have kept his phone number in case you couldn't get in touch with him. Speaking of which, I haven't seen him for a long time, well, I kind of want to catch up with my cute junior~"

"...I will lead the way now."

Dazai glanced at Sarai sadly, biting a small handkerchief, and led the way listlessly, making Shanks look at him curiously several times, a bit puzzled why such a big man could put on such a face without any scruples Looks like a bitter woman.

"Don't blame others, in fact, you are similar to him when you are stupid." Even if you don't need knowledge, you can guess what Shanks is thinking by looking at his eyes.

"Impossible, how could I show such a stupid expression." Shanks, who shyly retracted his eyes, rolled his eyes and retorted righteously.

"Emotions, do you think you are usually smart?"

"Xailai, you just praised me for my good figure, why are you calling me stupid now?"

"The body has nothing to do with the contents of the brain. You are obviously simple-minded and well-developed limbs."

......

Sarai, who was walking behind, was arguing with Shanks, and Dazai, who was leading the way, kicked a roadside stone away sadly.

If he didn't know that the stupid girl in Xilai hadn't enlightened yet, he would have thought that they were deliberately flirting behind to provoke him, an old man!

I'm angry, but I can't pierce the red-haired man's mind, otherwise I'm still helping him.

Ahhh, Odasaku, come over here, there is a man as old as you who wants to take away your most precious daughter!

*Quoted from "Osamu Dazai and the Dark Ages"

The practice of curry at the beginning is also the recipe in it