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The Mafia's special medicine is kind of magical.When Ryoma was picking oranges, he discovered that the scratches on his arms and legs were no longer felt, they healed quickly, and they were still itchy.The gashes on the back and ankles were a little deeper, but they had stopped bleeding and started to scab over.

Leaning against the tree to relieve the pressure on her left foot, she peeled the orange and stuffed it to fill her stomach.While eating, I looked up, the sky was thick and cloudy, I couldn't see the sun at all, the fog in the forest hadn't dissipated, and the flowers and plants around me were all wet to the touch.

With such a special geographical environment, it is obviously impossible to use ordinary methods—such as the growth of trees and flowers—to judge the north, south, east, west, and north. Therefore, along the way, Ryoma carefully memorized the terrain he passed, but it is true that every place is similar, In the end, it still depends on the physical mark.She also thought of what Atobe and Fuji could think of, but the direction she chose was not very lucky, and she gained very little.

Alas, let alone bird eggs, I haven't seen a single bird feather.

What a barren place.

Except for the orange trees, Longma only saw a few tall coconut trees.She has experience and can still try to climb up, but now she can only give up this idea, pick up a bunch of oranges, wrap them in a coat, eat some by herself, and take the rest home for storage.

She felt that she had gone too far, her vision widened, and there were more coconut trees, the bushes disappeared, and the soil was gradually covered with fine sand. It should be close to the coast, but it was not the same as the route that Atobe walked just now.

After the sand on the soles of the feet increased, it became more and more difficult to walk. Ryoma was hesitating whether to turn back and change the direction. After walking a few more steps, the sparse forest disappeared completely, leaving only the fine sand spreading far away under the feet and a Tufts of weeds.

The slowly flowing sea water made shallow bends in the sand, and turned to another forest.

The sea water here is very shallow and very clear, illuminating the sand surface very clearly, but because of the lack of sunlight, it looks bleak.Not far away, that is another island.

Or maybe, it was originally a huge reef, and after being submerged by sea water, it gradually formed islands of different sizes.

Ryoma stood by the water, looking towards the other side.There are no stones in the water. It should not be difficult to walk over the raised sand surface. Do you want to go and have a look?Or go back and tell everyone before making a decision?

She was about to turn around and leave when she suddenly heard a splash from the opposite side, as if something heavy had hit the water, causing countless splashes.

Then there was a whoosh.

Without any hesitation, Ryoma bent down and tightened the bandage again, limped across the water and landed again, quietly approached behind the tree, and looked to the other side.

In the past, what if the opponent is a bad guy?It's always good to be cautious.

The red-haired young man with his back to her was raising his hands to make a gesture, and said apologetically, "Sorry, sorry, it seems that this method won't work."

And another figure that Ryoma was familiar with was crawling out of the pool, holding a large coconut, with a bitter face: "Forget it, let me find a way to break it apart."

"Ah, isn't this... more difficult?" Nok Doron's voice became a little slow and stiff.

Tsuna held the coconut with one arm, half-squatted and wrung the water from his trouser legs, and when he stood up again, he saw Ryoma standing there among the tree trunks, his face ecstatic.

"Hey, why are you here?!"

——That’s what I was about to ask too.

Ryoma's head was full of black lines, and he thought his appearance was miserable enough.After all, she was washed away by the waves and soaked in the water for most of the day and the whole night. Up to now, almost half a day has passed.Although the clothes have been dried by the fire, they are full of sand and salt sticking to the skin, and it is not clean even after shaking.

But looking at Gang Ji again, she suddenly felt that she was extremely lucky, and instead became worried about the other party.

"You fell into the sea too?" Ryoma walked out across the grass, fumbling in his pocket.Before departure, the Ministry of Culture stuffed her with a stack of gauze and a bottle of medicine, which meant to let her change it by herself after a long time, and it was just in time to use it now.

Tsuna scratched her cheek embarrassingly, and then said, "Thank you, I've actually gotten used to it like this... Hey! It's okay, it's okay... Although it hurts a bit, it's okay, it will be fine soon. "

"But," she pointed out sharply, "Senior, your head is broken."

Ryoma raised his slightly trembling hand and pointed to her bleeding forehead, feeling extremely incomprehensible.If this had happened to Atobe when he picked her up on the beach, she probably would have been lost, and a hole had already been dug to bury her by now.

It should be said that he is worthy of being the heir of a big mafia family...is he even so strong? !

Blood flowed down Tsuna's neck and wrists, some of it fell into the stones and soil, and the air was filled with a faint fishy smell.She herself was quite calm, and she fiddled skillfully but with rough techniques. Ryoma looked at the side with trepidation, and Nok Doron, who had been forgotten for a while, didn't make a sound.The two silently watched Gang Ji tore off his sleeves and wrapped his arms to stop the bleeding.

She couldn't see clearly the injury on the back of her head, and the other person didn't know her well, so she had to ask Ryoma for help: "Just wash it with water for me... It hurts!"

Gang Ji covered the wound with tears in his eyes, gasped instinctively, his arms trembled faintly, and sucked his nose, looking very pitiful.But not long after, she still held back her tears, poured some powder from the medicine bottle onto her hands, looked at her palms and sighed: "Fortunately, Li Baoen is not here, otherwise I might be in a worse situation."

Maybe it's just getting used to it.

Ryoma turned his head silently, seeing Nok Doron's hesitant expression, thought for a while, and greeted him: "Hi, uncle, you're here too."

Should I say, what a coincidence?

"It's you, I remember you are Echizen Ryuya's brother." Nok Doron smiled wryly at her, "I'm sorry, I have asked them to pay attention again and again, but I didn't expect... to involve you in it."

Ryoma looked away, walked up to him, patted the ash on the rock, and sat down on it.

"Anyway, I've already boarded the pirate ship," she replied carelessly, "you're no better than us, uncle."

"I'm not that old." Nok Doron coughed dryly, "You can call me Yining."

Gangji finally took the medicine, washed his hands by the stream, and raised his head when he heard this: "But I don't understand, why are you here? I remember that this neighborhood is obviously a mafia paradise, and only relevant people will Are you invited?"

"Well, yes," Nok Doron nodded, and said calmly, "I am the current patriarch of the Nok Doron family. I came this time because I signed an agreement with the people on the island. It can be regarded as... a deal."

Tsuna said "Ah" with a confused look on his face. He didn't seem to know the details of the other party, and he had never heard of the name of the American. He looked like an ordinary junior high school student who was innocently involved in the shipwreck.

Nok Doron seemed to see her in the same way, and explained to Ryoma's suspicious eyes: "We also met by chance, just now I was looking for some fresh water to drink, and then I found this child passed out here..."

And then you started sharing coconuts in a friendly way?

Longma was ashamed.

"Well, if you want coconut water, I have a knife," she said slowly.

"That would be great." Gangji's eyes lit up, "I'm going to be hungry—leave it to me."

Having seen her record of killing a terrorist with one punch, Ryoma confidently handed over the knife.Gang Ji took a look in his hand, and he let out a cry, as if he wanted to say something, but held back.

Ryoma probably guessed the reason. There was a mark on the handle of the knife, which also looked like a pattern.Although it is not the same type as the flag on the Red Pearl, it should be of the same nature.

As a killer, Scuvaro's demeanor is quite ostentatious, as if he is not afraid of leaving any clues and being caught.It is completely understandable to leave such a knife to them casually.

After pouring out the coconut milk and drinking it, Gangji cut up the whole coconut again, planning to eat the coconut meat as well.But Ryoma had already noticed that her experience with knives was not as familiar as that of hand-to-hand combat, so she could barely hurt herself, and divided it crookedly into three pieces, and then handed them over.

"Eat?"

Nok Doron didn't put on airs at all at this time, and thanked generously: "Then I won't be polite."

But Longma shook his head and said, "You guys eat, I ate a lot of oranges, I'm not that hungry."

After speaking, she took off the package made of a coat on her back and shared some oranges with them.At this time, Nok Doron told them about his experience.

When the Red Pearl was ravaged by the storm, it was disturbed by the magnetic field and suddenly lost control, and finally hit a reef.He jumped into the sea with his crew just in time, and was washed to a nearby island.

He said that the others were all experienced, wearing lifejackets and a rescue rope leading the Red Pearl, and they should have been saved. Only he didn't hold on to the rope at that time, was washed away by the undercurrent and landed on this remote island .

"Don't worry, your friends should be fine." Nok Doron comforted Ryoma again, "Especially your elder brother Long Ya, if you have him, you will feel more at ease. He was a volunteer of the sea rescue team before. , and—”

"And what?"

He hesitated for a moment, and felt that it was not appropriate to say it: "Maybe many people will find it strange, but I can also understand that a few people have special abilities... That's why I want to hire them."

"Your brother?" Gang Ji interjected at the right time.

Ryoma nodded reluctantly: "Oh, he claimed to be. We met on the Red Pearl."

It took a while to explain the ins and outs, and Nok Doron looked at them, lost in thought.

"Cough, that's right," he said hesitantly, "Zetian, what's going on with you and your friends?"

Gang Ji paused for a while while breaking the coconut shell, and became a little uncomfortable.Longma saw her troubles and knew that she was not very willing to reveal her identity... Oh, come to think of it, she hadn't decided which family to inherit, so she took the initiative to explain for her: "They were deceived by her cheating tutor. Came here for vacation."

"Family teacher?" Nok Doron was a little confused.

Gang Ji shook his head heavily: "Stop talking, I'm afraid he will suddenly jump out from somewhere and shoot us."

Nok Doron closed his mouth knowingly, thoughtful, and probably already had a judgment on the identity of her tutor.

In Japan and Southeast Asia, there are also many families who choose to develop "businesses" abroad, and have recruited many new members, many of whom are locals and their children.Most of the people invited to this island for vacation belong to this part of the group. Although they are closely related to the mafia family, they have no real contact with those gray industries.

The American, who is still considered a gentleman, gave up the idea of ​​asking the bottom line, and turned to scoop up some water for himself to wash his hands.

Tsuna quietly leaned over and sat down, and whispered, "Ryoma, it's very kind of you to come."

Long Ma turned his head, puzzled and said: "Although it is rare to meet each other, it is not a good thing to meet here."

"No, that's not what it means," she waved her hand and gestured, "I mean, it's a good thing you found us just now, otherwise it would be embarrassing for me and a stranger..."

When Gangji said this, he frowned slightly worriedly, and said with a chin on his cheek: "Juji Temple Lord, oh, it's my friend, he told me many times, never be alone with young people of the opposite sex when you are in distress."

"Eh?"

"Because that's how it's done in American dramas, and in the end they'll fall madly in love with each other."

Ryoma was stunned for a moment, then touched his chin and nodded affirmatively: "It's true. American love always comes too fast, just like a tornado."

They looked at each other.

Ryoma's expression suddenly changed: "Oops."

"What?" Tsunaki was also affected by the nerves and became tense.

"I forgot about Atobe-senpai and Fuji-senpai, the two of them stayed there alone... Nothing will happen!"