The simple hotel lobby is full of pirates. They sit in groups of four and four at round tables. One of them, a man with a ponytail and a spear in his hand, is leaning on the bar and the store manager inside. Talking and laughing.Shanks walked into the house and yelled, "I'm back!"

All eyes in the room fell on him, some with malicious intentions, some with disgust, some with complaints.

"Tsk tsk, boss, you dare to come back."

"Mr. Beckman said he was going to beat you!"

"They left us behind and ran out to drink by themselves!"

I was a little surprised by their appearance. I have been in Charlotte for so long, and I have never seen the crew on the Charlotte ship dare to talk to the captain like this. Every day, an adult is eager, and sometimes he is in a bad mood. Charlotte vented his anger.

Shanks, who was accused, was not angry, and went back confidently: "Who told you not to get up in the morning, I will go out to drink by myself!"

As soon as these words aroused more dissatisfaction, the room exploded in an instant.

"I don't know who took us to drink last night!"

"That's right! Don't make excuses, boss!"

"A man dares to be brave!!"

"So, how much money is left?" The man leaning on the bar straightened up and walked towards Shanks. The surrounding pirates consciously gave way, looking like they were watching the show.

Shanks took out the pitiful money bag and handed it to the deputy captain Beckman. Thinking of how it was still bulging before leaving, he couldn't help but feel guilty: "I can explain...you see, when I met Gavin and He has a daughter, so he has to show something as an elder."

"Liar, obviously I bought you a drink." I said coldly.

Shanks's smile froze, and Beckman, who had padded the money bag in his hand, let out a soft 'huh', unable to hear the joy or anger, he turned the long/spear in his hand, and turned into a gun in his hand. / Guan posture, the gun / which has been dragged by the palm of the hand fell on Shanks' red head.

click-

Accompanied by the light of the knife and the crisp sound, the round watermelon split into two halves and fell to both sides. I took the kitchen knife, turned the knife in my hand, took half of the watermelon, cut it in the middle again, and quickly divided the watermelon into pieces. Uniform triangular blocks, after the men on the sidelines screamed and applauded, they began to fight mercilessly.

After preparing Gavin, Shanks, Beckman and me, and returning the kitchen knife to the hotel kitchen, I ignored the pirates wrestling behind me and walked to the three of them with the plate. at the table.

"Thank you."

"Thank you, Ningning!"

Beckman and Gavin each thanked me, and only Shanks, who had a bun on his head, said something and ate it.

I sat next to Gavin, and while eating the watermelon, I looked at the bag on Shanks' head, and looked at Beckman, who had a normal complexion, with emotion.

I'm afraid this is the first time I've seen this kind of picture, and it's also the last time I've seen it.

Afterwards, in their small talk, they avoided some sensitive topics, and it was not difficult to understand, so I also got into it very well.

What surprised me was Beckman. I already had a good understanding of maturity and stability. The thing that made me feel most comfortable was—about Gavin and me being described as father and daughter by Shanks, and My existence, I felt embarrassed and didn’t know how to explain the topic. He didn’t ask questions, and he didn’t make a fuss. Unlike the way he agreed with the captain’s acceptance, he looked at me and felt that he had his own ideas. , just don't say it.

This way of maintaining the majesty of the captain on the bright side, but without losing vigilance and making people feel uncomfortable, has earned enough of my favorability.

My undisguised goodwill attracted the attention of the three sensitive adults in front of me.

Shanks rested his chin, shook the half-eaten watermelon in his hand, and asked me with great interest: "Ning Ning always looks at Beckman, is it because he is infatuated with our vice-captain?"

"Shanks, Ningning is only 16 years old! You are still a child, put away your thoughts." Gavin felt helpless at his old friend's frivolity.

I winked playfully at the person involved, and said cutely: "As the captain, I really fell in love with Beckman. It's such a waste of such a good deputy captain on Shanks~"

Shanks dropped the melon and slapped the table: "Hey! I heard you!"

Gavin shook his head while sighing and said, "The child said that, Shanks, you are really hopeless."

And Beckman, who responded to my praise and favor, raised the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand towards my head, and landed on my head with a tobacco-smelling hand, rubbed it lightly, and said in an elder's gentle tone:

"It's an honor to be praised so much by Little Red Riding Hood."

"Hey hey~" Being recognized, I happily rubbed my head against Beckman's palm to express my gratitude.

Shanks and Gavin, who were watching me and our interaction, glanced at each other, and stretched their hands to my head tacitly.

Then, my smooth long hair was crumpled into a bird's nest head by the two of them.

Gavin helped me tidy my hair with an apologetic face, and Shanks took out a lot of skirts from nowhere for the reason of the party.

I thought of Perospero for a moment, and I couldn't help showing a disgusted expression.

Shocked Shanks: "??? Don't girls like beautiful skirts?!"

With a blank face, I said, "No, thank you."

Originally, I had ordinary feelings for skirts, but it became complicated because of Perospero's relationship. Rather than resisting skirts, it was better to say that I resisted men helping me choose skirts.

Beckman twisted his chin, carefully scanned the skirt in the hands of the dejected Shanks, and silently made another cut: "Boss, your vision is too bad."

"Would you like to choose a dress later?" The smooth long hair slid down to his shoulders, and Gavin's hand followed closely. I lowered my eyes and saw his face bent over, the handsome face His smile is as holy and beautiful as a blooming lily.

"There will be dancing in tonight's celebration. Ningning wants to participate, too."

"of course!"

I came out just to play, if I don’t have fun, I’m sorry for myself who can’t run out, don’t care about celebrations, dancing or skirts, let me come here!

To make it easier for me to hide my identity, Gavin tied my hair and made me a disguise.I marveled at the two braids in the mirror that swayed with my movements on the sides of my head.

"You can comb your hair, and you comb it so well!"

After wearing the black flat glasses he prepared, he has an ordinary student temperament.

Gavin smiled and said, "I used to comb my wife's hair a lot. After I knew I was going to have a daughter, I fantasized about combing her hair."

"That's it."

He always talked about Gavin's daughter to the end. Every time he talked about it, he could feel that he loved his daughter very much, but his tone was full of loneliness, so I selectively ignored it.

"Would you like some freckles?"

At this time, Shanks, who was very excited, also wanted to intervene, and I immediately crossed my hands and made a 'X' ruthlessly rejected his enthusiasm.

After that, our group set off in a mighty way, and a large number of pirates did not cause any commotion. After all, this is also a common scenery on this kind of island.

The pavement of Pukki Island is still very old bricks and stones, and the gaps between the stones are covered with moss. The buildings on the island are distributed from high to low, and the high buildings are the living areas of the residents. The same is true for the hotel we stayed in. .

So you have to go down the stone ladder to get to the food street where you do business and the place where the celebration is held. They are all easy to disassemble at any time, even if the tide is high, you don’t have to worry about it.

The steps of the stone stairs are narrow and slippery, and there is a lot of traffic. Gavin took my hand and walked in front. He went down the next step first, and then carefully helped me down.I actually didn't want to, after all, there are a lot of people here, this method is very slow and will cause trouble for others, but after hearing the sound of people falling from the side, I firmly grasped Gavin's hand.

There can be no such thing as Little Red Riding Hood Charlotte Ninning falling down a stone staircase!

Gavin's palm is very big, although it can't compare with Katakuri and the others, but it is unexpectedly soft. He is also a person who has practiced sword all the year round, and his palm also has thick calluses, but when he holds my hand, the soft touch and The dry warmth is very comfortable, and the warmth spreads along the fingertips to the whole body and reaches the heart.

I've only felt this familiar feeling from Yusaku's father. Maybe that's why I don't want to let go.

When I arrived at the clothing area, because there were people coming and going at the ball at the celebration, Shanks pointed out some dresses to me several times, and before I could speak, Beckman vetoed them.

"How about this one?" I pulled out a rather satisfactory one and showed it to Beckman. He had a complicated expression, while Shanks smiled unceremoniously.

Beckman said helplessly: "It seems that you are also very close to our boss in terms of aesthetics."

I glared at Shanks angrily, and tucked the skirt back. In order to prove that I was not at the same level as Shanks, I found a few more skirts, but I still couldn't get rid of the label.

"Give up, give up!" Shanks patted me on the shoulder with a smile, I ran to Gavin in displeasure, tugged at his sleeve and complained: "Gavin, Gavin, Shanks laughed at me !"

Gavin, who had been watching the window, heard my voice, lowered his head, stretched out his hand and smoothed the hair on my head and said, "Don't be angry, what do you think of this dress?"

I walked in the direction of his finger, originally thinking that I would wear whatever Gavin chose, but I fell silent in front of the red tube top dress worn on the puppet model.

The red tube top is fluffed up by the bustle, and there are white lace flowers on the bottom of the skirt, and then there is a brooch with a red rose on the top of the left chest. The color contrast does not make it overshadowed, on the contrary This red rose brooch seems to be the main character. The bright red petals are so delicate that they bloom like real petals. Under the light of the cabinet, it sparkles like gemstones.

"This one is good!"

"Well, it's really good."

Shanks and Beckman also made comments one after another. I didn't need to look at them to feel Gavin's more and more eager eyes. He really wanted me to wear this dress.

But... I hate red! ! !

Although I hate red, it has never been taken seriously. Just look at my ridiculous title of Little Red Riding Hood, and then look at all the red dresses in my closet. The ghost knows why Perospero and they like to associate me with red Match together!Do I go well with red? ? ?

"If you don't like it, forget it, don't force it." My uncontrollable facial expression made Gavin aware of my resistance. He didn't force me like Perospero, but just gently took my hand and asked go to the next one.

"It's a pity. He probably chose this dress because he thought of his wife Rosalie. After all, Rosalie's name is 'Blooming Rose'."

Shanks' soft whisper exploded in my heart like thunder, eh? ?ha?Eh--! ! !Is that so? ! !

The overwhelmed amount of news made me stop.

"Ningning?" Gavin tilted his head in doubt.

Wait for me!Does that mean that's the case?I'm afraid his daughter looks like his wife, and I look like his daughter, so he wants me to wear that dress? !

Like, if that's the case...

Subconsciously, I licked my lower lip, my brain was buzzing and my heart was beating wildly, I couldn't speak, so I instinctively expressed my thoughts: "I want to wear that dress. skirt."

After finishing speaking, the voice and heart in my head quieted down, and my reason came back online. I realized what I said. I opened my mouth to face the surprised Gavin. My cheeks became hot, and I felt a little overwhelmed: " me……"

In my panic, Gavin's surprised expression turned into a light smile in his eyes.

"Thank you, Ningning." I said thank you countless times today, showed gentle smiles countless times, and stretched out my hand to stroke my head countless times, but I didn't get bored at all. I even felt lonely because of the fingertips that were taken from my head.

I never knew that I would want to act like a baby with someone who has no blood relationship and is not so familiar.

I want him to hug me, hug me, kiss me on the cheek and compliment me, just like normal father and daughter on the side of the road, like Yusaku's dad used to do - I think Gavin does too Do.

"I wear that dress on the premise!"

On the street where people come and go, the colorful lights can't hide my hot cheeks, the noisy sound gradually fades away, and I can only hear my own heartbeat, rhythmically ringing in my ears like a drum , as if urging me.

The hand that was holding Gavin was unconsciously closed, I lowered my head, and I said hesitantly, "You have to hug me...just praise me."

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The author has something to say:

Rosalie means a blooming rose, and my mother is really a person who lives up to her name.

There will be a short memory of the parent's story afterward.

Ning Ning trusts her memory too much, so even if the blood relationship is so deep, she only thinks that she regards Gavin as her father, and doesn't know that he is her own father.

ps: After leaving Charlotte, Ningning is really a cute and tsundere girl (sigh)

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