[Comprehensive] Fire Boxer's Little Chef

Two white tombs stand side by side.

A large white robe and an orange cowboy hat are hung on the white cross on the grave.

The tomb is close to the sea, and the sea breeze blows through it all year round. The large white robe and orange cowboy hat flutter gently in the wind. The white tombstones are placed in front of the tombstone, which will be replaced with fresh flowers every once in a while. The white petals are detached from the flower branches and drifting freely in the air.

It's like a rain of flower petals.

The black-haired young man stood in front of the white tombstone with a cowboy hat on it, and put the orange cowboy hat on the cross with his right hand. His mouth covered by his left hand let out a silent sob. On the white marble tombstone, there are spots of wet marks...

hecried like a child

He cried like a child...

……

As soon as he got off the cruise ship, before he even set foot on the ground, Wayne felt a roiling heat wave rushing towards his face, the air was filled with the sultry atmosphere unique to the desert, and the sun above his head seemed to be free of money, vicious scorching the earth.

There are yellow gravel all over the line of sight, and about 1000 meters away from the line of sight, there are many tall or short buildings, which should look like a town.

There was not a single green plant in sight, and there seemed to be no moisture in the air, and even his breath had a scorching and dry smell.

This is Alabasta.

A genuine desert country that hasn't had a drop of rain for three consecutive years.

This is Narohara, the port capital of Alabasta. The architectural style and customs are similar to those of the Middle East in the previous world. Most of the townspeople walking on the street wear large robes, with long cloth covering their heads and cheeks. , to block the sunlight that is much stronger in the desert than in ordinary places.

The skin that has rarely been exposed to such strong sunlight felt a little hot and slightly painful under the direct sunlight. After hesitating for a while, Wayne took out a long robe prepared in advance from his backpack and put it on his body to cover his naked body. Exposed skin.

There was already a lot of sweat on his forehead. He took out a white towel from his backpack, wiped the sweat flowing from his forehead, and licked his dry lips. Wayne raised his head and covered his forehead with his right hand to block the eyes that were too dazzling. Sunshine, continue to move forward.

Ace should be in this country right now.

The steps under his feet were a bit vain, probably because it was too hot, and the whole person couldn't cheer up much. The towns where people lived were already so hot. Wayne couldn't imagine how high the temperature in those uninhabited desert areas would be. What kind of height is it.

"Brother, is this your first time traveling to Alabasta? Then you must try this golden apple, which I found from ancient ruins. One bite can live for 1000 years."

The small fruit vendor at the market seemed to have noticed that Wayne was not a resident of this country. Before he could react, he approached him, with a flattering smile on his face, and spared no effort to sell his fruit to him. The golden "golden apple" glistens under the sunlight.

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

Wayne waved his hand politely to the small vendor, indicating that he didn't need it, turned his body and skipped the small vendor who was buying apples, and continued walking forward.

There was a "tss" from the vendor behind him, as if he was annoyed that he hadn't tricked Wayne.

Wayne doesn't care much, even if the golden apple is real, he doesn't have much interest, a thousand years of life is too long for him, as Ace said, as long as he lives well today is enough.

Without the existence of a certain person in life, even if it is a thousand years, it is just wasting the extra years.

"Excuse me, have you ever met this person?"

The divination old lady with half-closed eyes was sitting at the table, looking drowsy, with the wrinkled skin on her face drooping weakly, she looked like a witch in a fairy tale.Wayne took out a wanted warrant from his backpack. On the yellowed kraft paper, there was a young man wearing a tall orange cowboy hat. It was Ace.

Originally, Wayne didn't want to use the arrest warrant to find Ace's traces. After all, Ace's bounty was too attractive and would cause some unnecessary troubles, but he didn't have any other photos of Ace. After various considerations, he In the end, this arrest warrant was selected.

The photo of the young man in the yellowed arrest warrant was probably taken by the reporter who was too anxious at the time and didn't choose a good angle for the capture, only half of his profile was captured.The half profile of the face in the photo, the corners of the mouth are raised upwards, with a hint of wildness, in short, it doesn't look like a pirate, but like a dragging teenager.

"Ah, this man, I saw him just now. He also asked me about the whereabouts of another boy. I asked him to go to that restaurant. If there are no accidents, he should be in that restaurant."

The old lady stared at the photo with squinted eyes for a long time, and then slowly realized, pointing to a restaurant not far in front, and said slowly and tremblingly.

"Thank you."

Wayne bowed to the old lady to express his thanks, and was about to leave.

"Young man, it's better not to interfere too much with things that are bound to happen, or else you'll be on fire."

Suddenly, the old lady's hoarse and indistinct voice came from behind, as if warning Wayne something.

The steps under Wayne's feet paused, but only for a few seconds, and then he continued to walk forward as if he didn't hear anything.

He's not a meddling person, he just doesn't want to watch his partner die like this.

It's just that he doesn't want the dream that hurt his heart to become a reality...

According to the old lady's instructions, Wayne came to the door of the restaurant where Ace might appear. For some reason, a lot of people gathered there. They seemed to be watching something. Discussing something in a low voice.

"Why are there so many people, what happened inside?"

"It is said that a young man suddenly fell down while talking to the boss."

"Eh? Could it be that he ate "Desert Strawberry"?"

"Desert strawberries?"

"It's a red poisonous spider that looks like a strawberry in the desert. It is said that after eating it, it will die of poison a few days later, and the corpse will emit infectious viruses, so no one dares to approach it."

"It's easy to die if you don't know enough about the desert."

……

Standing silently at the side, Wayne listened to the crowd's words, and walked into the restaurant without heeding the kind advice from the uncle behind him that a "murder case" had occurred inside and told him not to go in.

As soon as he walked into the restaurant, Wayne was attracted by the topless back sitting in the middle of the bar.

The owner of the back view was burying his face in the plate at this time, and his right hand kept holding the fork motionless, as if, as the crowd outside said, he ate something terrible and was poisoned.

The people around seemed to be afraid of being infected by the virus, and stood several meters away from him in unison.

"..."

This guy must be asleep...

Wayne heard the sound of even breathing from the young man, and couldn't help but feel a little headache.

I haven't seen him for a month, and this guy has returned to his original habit of sleeping while eating.

"Two large servings of seafood fried rice and two glasses of lemon juice, please."

He found a random seat next to Ace and sat down. With the restaurant owner's shocked expression on his face, Wayne began to order.

"Uh, but..."

The tall restaurant owner hesitantly turned his gaze to Ace, who buried his face in the plate, with a worried tone.

"It's okay, I don't mind."

Wayne shook his head. He was used to this kind of situation with Ace, and he was no longer surprised by it. Crow was not by his side, and he didn't bother to wake up the person next to him.

No, this is no longer something that you don't mind.

Although it felt a bit inappropriate, the owner of the restaurant, which puts customers first, still ordered the kitchen to cook what Wayne wanted.

When the steaming seafood fried rice is served, it exudes a tempting aroma, which makes your index finger move.

But at this time, the young man who was said to be poisoned by everyone, who had kept his face buried in the plate and remained motionless, moved his head buried in the plate, and suddenly raised his head under the surprised eyes of everyone.

"Fu, resurrected!"

Before Wayne put a mouthful of fried rice into his mouth, a burst of thunderous cries resounded in the restaurant in unison.

The young man who raised his head from the plate didn't seem to realize what happened, his eyes were half-opened, and he sat on the seat blankly with a lot of rice grains on his face.

There was silence all around.

"Are you OK?"

The woman standing next to Ace carefully spoke words of concern to Ace.

"what……"

Ace looked around, as if looking for something, happened to see a woman next to him wearing a long skirt, and just about to use the skirt of the woman in front of him to wipe off the rice grains on her face, suddenly came from the right hand White towels.

"Thanks."

Ace didn't even look at the face of the person who handed him the towel. After saying thank you, he took the towel and wiped it on his face.

The towel that touches the face is very soft and has a faint lemon fragrance.

He seemed to have been exposed to this fragrance many times before, and it was a fragrance that he was not unfamiliar with.

Is it...

Fiercely taking the white towel off his face, Ace turned his head in disbelief and looked to his right.

On the seat on the right sat a black-haired handsome young man who was about his age. The black-haired young man was eating the seafood fried rice on the plate with a calm face at this time. When he noticed Ace's gaze, he stopped eating , looked sideways at Ace, his black and white eyes were clear.

"Wayne?!"