[Pirates] 800 days of eating poor eagle eyes

On the black coffin boat,

Hawkeye said, "Rest, good night."

Perona took painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs, handed back the water glass, and took her long-lost blanket. No, it can’t be said that it’s been a long time. It’s been less than ten days, but it’s strange that they have been separated for a long time .

Perona wrapped herself in the blanket as before, and when she remembered something, she looked up: "Hawkeye, that, why did you appear there?"

"I came to find you."

This answer made Perona unexpected.

"Find me?"

"Well, I want to confirm your situation." Hawkeye said calmly, recalling the situation at that time, his expression showed a trace of displeasure, as if he didn't want to mention it, "Then I saw..."

Seeing him frowning, Perona raised her voice unhappily, "Do you still have sympathy? Do you want to say and then see that I am a waste who has been tortured by blood?!"

"I didn't think so. I think you've done a very good job."

Being able to persist in not being killed by a swordsman of that level can be said to be Perona's victory—just like the Straw Hat Pirates, they just escaped from [Four Emperors] Bigumamu's cake The island represents the truth of a complete victory.

"..."

I thought that Hawkeye was going to call her a rookie,

But he didn't expect him to praise her as a fighter.

Perona blushed with embarrassment. She felt that she was unlucky and wronged, and her mood improved a little.

She thought of the moment when Hawkeye suddenly appeared in front of her, her heart was beating wildly, and the mood at that time still echoed clearly in her emotions.

———It’s like a leaf washed away by a river. When it’s at a loss, it’s suddenly held firmly by someone. Although it’s flustered and sudden, it has countless senses of belonging in an instant.

Perona was bold enough to decide to ask her all about what she had struggled with and tossed about for a long time now.

It’s just that before asking, she touched her forehead secretly, and she found that there was a slight heat—usually after being injured, you will have a fever—then, if the answer is not what she is satisfied with, then she will just excuse it because she is sick and insane I don't know.

"Hawkeye, after I help Lord Moria fulfill his dream, can I come and play with you?"

"can."

"Can I stay longer?"

"can."

"Can it live forever?"

This kind of trick was too childish for Hawkeye, he didn't speak, and looked at Perona in a little shock.

"We go out to buy clothes together, take care of Brooke together, you cook for me, and I make afternoon tea for you." She sniffled, "I will earn my own pocket money."

"...that's really childish."

Hawkeye laughed helplessly, thinking that those few hours of experience left an indelible shadow in her heart. In short, she was too scared to recover, because fear can easily arouse people's emotions. Under the "drawing bridge effect", it turns into an attachment to the strong.

He raised his hand to touch her hair, and ran his fingers down the end of her hair, and said gently: "There is no need for that, you can already be on your own, and you can live well without me, and you will meet someone else in the future a good person."

"No! I'm sincere! Not just because I want someone to take care of me, even if you won't cook for me in the future, you won't do housework, and you wear ripped clothes like your very good Sihuang Drinking too much all day long—————, this is not okay, don’t degenerate into that, don’t want it!! As for other things, people can arrest a few servants to do those things, but you can cook me some food now and then ..." Seeing Hawkeye looking over speechlessly, Perona hurriedly brought the topic back on track.

"Well, I don't think I can find someone who is as good as you, can do everything, and is so good to me. Take Kumasi as an example, it is also a little cuter than you, but otherwise Not as good as you."

In the end, she asked the same question as two years ago: "Hawkeye, you like me and that's why you treat me so well, right?"

Her voice was trembling, and she held her breath after speaking, waiting for his answer, eagerly expecting him to say "yes", and it would be best to add those magical words.

Two years ago, Hawkeye reacted by choking on alcohol.

"Yes." Hawkeye replied calmly, "I think I like you. But there is one thing you should know, between me and Roronoa must fall one, maybe two."

From the beginning to the present, all the swordsmen who have stood at the top of the world have not died well.

He was very satisfied to hear her say these words.

"If it were someone else, if I was sure that I wanted it, I would enjoy the present before the uncertain future." Hawkeye looked at her calmly, "And you, for the sake of our previous relationship, I will give You have leeway."

That is a lively soul that shouldn't have had any contact with him, with a sensitive and fragile heart, nostalgic, and very emotional. No matter what the result of his duel with Roronoa is, she will feel pain and complain because of one The other one survived.

"Thank you for telling me, but your current state is not suitable for making decisions, and I won't take it to heart today. If you still remember this matter in a week, come to me again then."

Perona felt that Hawkeye's tone was different from usual, it seemed to be sad and decisive, and he mentioned Sauron and the duel in the not-too-distant future.

I thought the current situation was just "I like you but I'm afraid of embarrassment" or "I know you like me but I'm afraid of embarrassment" then, as long as one person said it, it would be fine, but What did she hear now?

At least one of them will die? !

Although Zoro often put the word 'top of the head' on her lips, she thought that this idiot was just saying it loudly. On that day, everyone must have clicked it, just like she often said 'put you "Blow it to pieces", "Go to hell" and other words are on the lips, but in fact, as long as the opponent has no resistance, they will stop.

Perona seemed to have been hit in the head, feeling scared and deeply suspicious of what he said.

No longer caring about her anger and disappointment, she grabbed his shirt front, timidly and eagerly said: "Hawkeye, why do you say such a thing?! It's hard for him to think about it, and it's hard for him to get up." Courageous!! Actually... You are actually trying to fool me, right? Otherwise, what if I change my mind after a week? Haven’t you treated me in vain for the past two years? Are you right?”

"That doesn't matter."

Hawkeye calmly kissed her forehead. There was neither excitement, longing, nor passion in this kiss, but calm tenderness.

"I wish you good night again, ghost girl. In those two years, there was no debt, no kindness, no burden, and no obligation."

"..." Perona was stunned, stretched out her arms and hugged Hawkeye tightly, and said loudly with her head against his chest, "You are too gentle, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...don't die!" Don't die, don't die, okay? Please, please, please, please!"

The long pink hair is like candy's sweet strands falling into a soft dream net.The young girl is full of fragrance, the curve of the neck is very good, and the line of the collarbone is beautiful and smooth, and the arms are soft.

Hawkeye didn't know where to put his hands, so he held them in the air awkwardly. After a while, he felt something strange in his body, and he gently pushed her away: "Go to sleep!"

Perona finally fell asleep, but her sleep was restless.

In the drowsy dream, two villains jumped out and quarreled.

A villain said: "How kind he is to you! He is considerate, powerful and thoughtful! Besides Mr. Moria, he is willing to spoil you like this!?"

Another villain said: "What if you regret it in the future? Don't you dare say you won't?!"

The two villains fought with each other with one fist and one leg, pinching each other's weak points, biting until the sky was dark, shouting one after another, the fight was utterly brutal...

After the two villains who lost both sides ended, she fell back into the nightmare of being hunted down.

She ran away in a beautiful and twisted dream, and kicked the blanket away in reality.

As soon as Hawkeye helped Perona put the blanket back, she heard her yelling indiscriminately: "Don't! Don't cut me! Wuwuwu don't cut me, don't cut me horizontally or vertically!!..."

Perona frowned tightly, with a painful expression on her face, and tears flowed thinly from the corners of her eyes.

This is probably a stress response after encountering danger, Hawkeye thought.So, is it time to wipe her tears away, or rock her gently?

After a few seconds of pause, I heard Perona screaming in despair in her dream:

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

“………………………………”

Hawkeye couldn't stand the slander.

He didn't have such perverted hobbies. The time he cut Bucky the clown in the top war was also because he had learned from the red hair that the other party had eaten a slit fruit and couldn't die no matter how he cut it, so he just verified it.

Pick up the little bear Kumasi on the side, and throw it on Perona's face accurately.

Perona woke up suddenly, jumped up from the deck, looked around with vigilance and shock, like a small animal trapped in a trap.

When she saw the black coffin boat she was in, and Hawkeye was sitting beside her, and that familiar, stern face was facing her quietly, Perona felt relieved and began to cry sadly:

"Wuuu Hawkeye, I dreamed that I was cut into pieces by you."

"...Dreams are fake."

"I know, but seeing you cut me, I feel very, very uncomfortable."

Hawkeye nodded: "Yes, you have lived with me for two years, eating the food I made, wearing the clothes I bought, and dreaming of being cut by me. It must be uncomfortable."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were soft.

It seems that Hawkeye has never smiled like this before. He looks stern and cold. Even when he smiles, there is a trace of introverted seriousness. Even when he laughs, there are sharp edges and corners.

But now, his smile is different from before, full of lazy softness and warmth, which makes her slightly startled.

[When I think that everyone will die in the future, I feel that I should treat the person I like better. 】

There was only one thought in Perona's mind.

[No matter what the future holds, she will be satisfied because she once approached him. 】

So, she made up her mind and said loudly: "I've made up my mind! I'll stick to what I said a week ago!"

"..." Are you almost in?It's only been a day.

Perona blushed and looked at him with bright eyes, "Let's be together!"

Hawkeye's eyes slowly turned bright and tender, sharp and affectionate.

"it is good."

Since she still insists, he won't be polite.

If there is such a sliver of possibility, the ending may be good...