[Pirate] Warm Waltz

After parting from Crane, Debra went to Karp's office, and she missed her father for a long time.

Knocking on the office door, Debra was surprised not to see Karp chewing senbei.It's really strange that there are times when senbei maniacs don't use senbei to pass the time.

Seeing the arrival of his daughter, Garp yawned without much energy: "It's Debra."

Going to the sofa and sitting down, Debra sorted out the messy items on the coffee table. "Dad, how are you doing? Are you okay?"

Grinding his teeth in displeasure: "Not good!"

He nodded calmly, as if what he heard was not good is actually good.He provoked Garp to complain very badly, and then directly changed the topic.Keeping some bitter water in the stomach is good for physical and mental health, but you can't let your father who has been chic for most of his life pour it out casually.

Elderly, don't get too used to it.that is it.

"How are the children at home? I heard that Dad, you brought Fry to Marlin Vandor some time ago?"

"Hmph! None of these brats is worrying!" Garp slapped the table, his old eyes widened.

"Ace finds people to fight all day long, he's just a little bastard. Fry doesn't know how he grew up, and he's getting more and more cunning and tricking people. Last time, he actually stole all my salary. The one who deserves the most beating is Lu fly!"

Rubbing her chin, Debra understood.No wonder I didn't see my father eating senbei when I entered the door. It turned out that my salary had been cheated.

Clenching his iron fist and swinging it a few times, Garp said angrily: "That kid actually ate a devil fruit and got mixed up with redheads, and now he is stubbornly going to be a pirate all day long!! Wow wow wow! How unfilial! !"

"Red hair?" Debra frowned: "I remember he was a trainee on Roger's ship, right? What did he do in Windmill Village? Could it be that he discovered Ace's identity?"

Picking his nostrils with his fingers, Garp rolled his eyes: "I don't know."

Holding her forehead with her hand, Debra was helpless.Father, you are also Ace's guardian after all, can we be a little more responsible?

half year later.

The seaside breeze is warm, and the woman in a white cotton dress stretches her feet, walking in the shallow water.The cool sea water made waves while walking, and the fine sand particles floated up with the waves, so the sea water was no longer clear.

Suddenly, the warm wind turned cold, and the woman stretched out her hand and raised the straw hat covering her head, squinting her eyes and looking at the sky.Well, a big dark cloud is drifting over.

Everyone's life seems to be normal for half a year.Garp's life between Marlin Vandor and Donghai is still out of tune every day, Ace Lufei and Flay are noisy and noisy in the windmill village, and the few people grow up happily, Doflamingo robs and fights for territory all day long, Rosindi...continues to conceal her identity and become an enemy of her brother.

When they returned to the base, dark clouds were already overwhelming the city outside.Debra walked down the long and winding corridors, trying to get back to her room.

Before she entered the room, the heavy rain had already made a violent sound on the corridor eaves.The footsteps stopped there, standing in a dimly lit place and quietly watching the white rain curtain outside the corridor, suddenly felt that everything in the world was beyond reality, and all emotions were infinitely magnified in an instant.

The rain falls for heaven.

An indescribable sadness welled up in my heart, and tears piled up in my eye sockets inexplicably, and finally burst the embankment.

At this moment, on a small island a million miles away, a gunshot rang out and one person died.

"Dong dong dong!!" The sound of running hurriedly sounded, and Mozambia took a document without knocking on the door, and directly pushed the door in: "Lieutenant General! The Warring States Marshal of the headquarters just sent a secret report! Major Luo Nandi is here Minion Island died in the line of duty!"

As soon as the words finished, Mozambia froze in place.

The window of the room was wide open, and the storm poured into the room through the window, and the things in the house were blown into a mess by the strong wind. All the documents and books on the desk were soaked by rain, and the whole room was full of sadness and decadence.

In the corner of the damp room, Debra sat motionless on a chair, her face hidden in the darkness.

She had heard the startling news from Mozambia, but she sat still.

The author has something to say:

Ah, I finally wrote here where Rossindi is gone.My heart is so sad...╥﹏╥

In the next chapter or two, Amu, I won’t be sent a razor blade, will I?