Sleep in the Caribbean

Shocked.

Although most of these pirates are insane, they all have their own jobs and are well-informed during the voyage. These are undeniable facts, which I admire very much.As for the truth of what they said, it is a matter of opinion.

Of course, not all of them are crazy enough to swallow me or throw me into the sea, and there are also some people who are very deep in the city, such as First Officer Barbossa.

Indeed, none of these people looks like a good person, but this first officer alone gave me a special feeling:

Danger.

After these things, I began to trust and rely on my instinct and intuition, and I may only choose to trust these things if I have nothing.

Maybe people are naturally curious about dangerous things, but seeing JACK and Barbossa hooking up shoulder to shoulder still makes me shiver.Leaving aside how much they miss GAY when they look at this way, Barbosa's eyes and his expression are smiling, but his tawny eyes are cold.

But JACK didn't find out.

He trusted Barbossa too much.After washing up, I tied my long hair back and walked out of the room.

Bill originally owned the cubicle, but he offered it to me, which I accepted because I couldn't imagine the horror of sleeping with those people.

I have to say that Bill took great care of me.

"Are you really a pirate?" I asked him many times.

And he just smiled helplessly and softly: "Unfortunately, I am."

In the first night, he actually stayed outside my room without rest, which made me terrified.

I know he is to protect me from being harassed, but. .

"You can't do this!" I stared wide-eyed at him who was leaning against my door half asleep, "I'll be ashamed to death!" I admit that I used exaggerated words.

"But someone has to drive away those hungry men~" He looked disapproving, and then smiled softly, "Did you sleep well?"

He was too good for me, that's what I thought.

But the thoughtfulness I got out of thin air made me panic. I didn't pay anything, but what I got was too easy.

"You're such a nice guy, nice Bill." I thanked him from the bottom of my heart.

At my insistence, he did not come to guard again, but he still assured me that he would watch those people.Walking out of the room, I saw that JACK was still where he should be, still facing the distance and playing with his telescope.

"Isn't it close to the land yet?" I squinted my eyes and looked at the sea level, but what I saw was still the same color of the sea and the sky. "The sea level is too smooth." I muttered.

"Oh dear." He walked down unhurriedly, put his hand on my shoulder habitually, and I also lifted his hand habitually.

I guess he's like that with everyone, male or female.

"You should go to the place where the 'customer' is going." I said lightly, although my heart was still beating, but I had to emphasize the unresolved identity of myself as a customer.

"Oh~ You know, when we land on the shore, a terrible killing is about to begin." He said in a hoarse and low voice on purpose, staring at me with wide eyes, leaning forward, with an expression of frightening a child, He gestured with an orchid finger, and by the way, he caught a glimpse of the raised little finger of his other hand.

"In other words, your food and water are enough now..." I suppressed a smile, imitating their signature disapproval, and I had to admit that this really made me laugh.

He froze for a moment, expressing his disappointment.

"Sometimes I have to ask for something else." He pursed his lips, and his eyes that suddenly became dark made my heart tighten.

Sometimes, no, most of the time I can't understand what this person is thinking, but he must have his own way of thinking.It looks very uninhibited, but it is impossible for a purely crazy person to be a captain and survive in this environment, no matter what method is used.

But although I really want to admit that he may be a person with some depth, but looking at his behavior and words and deeds, I really can't help judging people by their appearance. .

In the afternoon, I wanted to help but couldn’t get in the way. I was embarrassed to bother Bill, and I didn’t want to talk to other people. I had nothing to do and played with the knife Bill gave me on the deck.

This knife is relatively light, and it was chosen by Bill specially for me, and it is very suitable for my hand.

I was thinking about whether to practice a few sword swings that Bill hastily taught me, but two wretched figures appeared beside me.

"Hey miss, is it boring to be alone?"

"Do you need us to accompany you?~"

It was the blind Gerrity and the short Pint, with adorably grinning faces.

"No need." I didn't want to say more, and was about to turn around and go back to the room, but was blocked again.

The two smiled ugly.

This familiar scene reminded me of the guy whose hand I cut off. Could it be that "Molestation is welcome" written on my face?As I came up with this ridiculous idea, I hated myself for looking too weak and easy to deceive.

"Don't be so cold, my dear." For some reason, this dear came out of his mouth, and it sounded a hundred times more disgusting than JACK to me.

"Don't touch me!" As they spoke, the hands of the two people had already started to move irregularly.

I glanced around, and the pirates were all standing at their posts, but their eyes were all looking here.Barbossa stood with his black sailors, grinning grimly.

But no JACK or Bill.

The indifferent atmosphere gave me a chill in my heart.

It was a premeditated thing, I think.These two lowly pirates did not suddenly become interested in me.

"Don't look, your little lover is busy." Pinter grinned. It's not that I can't bear his terrible teeth, but the smell.

"Hehehe..." Gerrity looked at me with his only one eye, "Anyway, you already have two, and you wouldn't mind having us again, would you?"

"Of course we don't mind either~" Ping Te added awkwardly.

"Two what?!" I slapped the hand that was reaching out to me fiercely.

"Haha... We all know that JACK and Bill share your business..."

This sentence completely angered me.

I slapped Pinter with my backhand, swung the knife behind my back (4th sound) with the other hand, kicked Gerrity's fragile leg joints mercilessly, and then slapped him while he was kneeling. The knife rested on his neck.

Bill said that although I lack strength, I am very dexterous, and if I use my skills properly, I can go very quickly.

It appears to be true.

"Who the hell made such nasty thoughts come into your stupid head?" I found myself with cold anger in my voice, a voice I didn't know I could make.

"Oh...no no no...Miss Black...please don't..." Apparently the cold blade is the best way to communicate with the pirates, and Gerrity, who had reacted, begged for mercy.

Pinter on the side wanted to get closer, but I stared back: "You should learn to be responsible for what you say." I brought the blade closer to Gerrity's neck.

I leaned against the railing to prevent blind spots behind me.

Oddly, I thought the people around me would get nervous about my actions, but they still didn't move.

Maybe I'm not a threat at all, maybe they don't care if their companions live or die.

I suddenly felt a little pitiful for Gerrity.

It never occurred to me to actually kill him.

Just as it was at an impasse, JACK rushed out of the cabin, and suddenly came to a sudden stop when he saw this scene.

Bill followed.

Obviously Bill was still in a hurry, but I was more concerned about the fleeting nervous expression on JACK's face when he rushed out.

What's wrong with me?

"What's going on here?" JACK showed his orchid and pointed to me and asked, "Since when did the executioner become a lovely lady?" He grinned and approached Barbossa, telling me something like a secret. With a frustrated expression, he made a gesture of hanging up with his hand in front of his neck, "And they generally prefer to use hanging to deal with us."

"Ho Ho..." Barbossa narrowed his eyes and smiled, all the attention was focused on him again.

"We were just playing a little joke with Miss Black."

Fortunately, he said a word to ease the atmosphere. I want to be relieved besides Jarrity.

I let go of Gerrity and he slid away like a mouse.Everyone also started to work on their own.

"Did they do anything to you?" Bill ran to me and asked me with concern.

"...It's exactly what happened to them." I knew I wouldn't use this tone to talk to Bill, but my anger was still there. "How on earth did you tell them? My business."

Hearing my accusing tone, Bill froze for a moment.

"My wife's cousin," he said, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you."

He looked at me with honest eyes, in fact, I believed him when he said the first word.

Also I seem to have heard some puns, he was referring to his having a wife?Or is it a matter of lying about me as a cousin?

I don't even care.

Maybe I'm impulsive, I thought to myself.

"No, it's me who should be sorry." I supported my forehead, "I should get used to the nonsense of pirates." Then I turned and leaned on the railing to look at the sea, "I'm sorry."

I should calmly face untrue things, I think.

"Maybe I should tell them that you are my fiancee~" JACK turned around slowly, and took the opportunity to put his hand on my shoulder again.

"What I'm talking about doesn't include you." I had to lift his hand for the nth time, turned my head and said to Bill, "I don't think what happened just now is as simple as it seems."

I think it's more reliable to discuss things with Bill.

"Yes