[Comprehensive] After I retired from the pirate world, I went on a blind date

Lamborghini running on the road at night.In the passenger seat, Misaki in a maid outfit was clutching her seat belt nervously, staring at the front with all her attention, as if she was ready to jump out of the car at any moment.

"...You don't have to be so scared, my driving skills are pretty good."

"Okay." Misaki clenched her hand a little more calmly, and said with a pale face, "It's the first time for me to ride in such a nice car."

"Really?" I glanced at the classic car logo in the middle of the steering wheel, thought for a while and asked, "Your family is poor?"

"Yes."

Misaki smiled indifferently, and said frankly: "When I was very young, my father left us because of debts and disappeared. My mother worked hard to support me and my sister all these years, and now her body is broken. My sister is young, so I had to I used my spare time to work part-time to earn money to subsidize my family.”

She went on to say, "I slipped my tongue before, but I actually worked in a maid cafe during the day, so I just got used to calling you master. I'm sorry, Miss Yisha."

"What's so embarrassing, I still took advantage of you." I waved my hand, and Misaki's eyes widened when she saw that I let go of the steering wheel, and quickly grabbed my hand and put it back on the steering wheel.

"It's really not easy. You have to be so tired at such a young age." I felt a little emotional for a while, "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

"Well. I am very content with my current life and have no dissatisfaction. However, I hope to become a diplomat in the future."

"Diplomat, this ambition is good."

"Thank you." Misaki smiled and said, "By the way, what does Isa-san do? Seeing that you live in such a nice house at such a young age, you must be amazing, right?"

I smiled awkwardly, "There's nothing to say, it's all stolen."

"grab?"

"...It's more complicated. Simply put, it's obtained from competitors based on strength."

"That's it, sister Yisha is really amazing." She praised sincerely.

I was a little guilty, and stepped on the gas pedal quickly, trying to send her back as soon as possible.Misaki was taken aback by my sudden acceleration, her body that had just relaxed tensed up again, clutching the armrest on the top of the car door and trembling, her lips were tightly closed and she was not in the mood to chat anymore.

After arriving at Misaki's house successfully, I turned off the car lights according to her instructions to avoid attracting the attention of her family. After turning off the lights, I took out a few big bills from my wallet and handed them to her, "Here you are."

She froze for a moment, then resolutely refused, "No, you've already paid me the salary, I can't accept any more."

"Take it, it's not for free, but for next week's work fee in advance." I stuffed it into her hand, took out the spare key from the drawer in the car and handed it to her, "Don't do it in the future. This is the job. I invite you to come to my house twice a week to tidy up, any time, just come in by yourself."

Her beautiful eyes widened, "But..."

"Come on, I'm very satisfied with you, and I want you in the future. When you go back, you quit your job, and you will give them half of the hard-earned money." I looked at the girl who perfectly outlined her figure on her body. Dressed as a servant, she swallowed and said, "It's really eye-catching for a girl like you. What if the guest's house is a pervert next time? It doesn't matter how strong you are, encountering such a thing is bad enough It's gone."

Misaki was moved by my words, she lightly licked her lips a little moved, sucked her nose and choked up, and said, "Thank you, Sister Yisha."

"It's nothing." I started the car, and said: "I'm going on a long trip next week, you can just open the door and come in by yourself, just mop the floor and water the flowers, do you understand?"

"Ah."

"Well, then I'll contact you when I get back, good night."

"Goodbye, be careful all the way." Standing in front of the old house, she waved to me, her figure was obviously so thin, but for some reason she looked extraordinarily tall and straight.

...

I don’t know if I was unlucky today. On the way home, I encountered a traffic accident caused by an enemy attack. The originally quiet road became noisy, and the cries of the crowd and the sound of police sirens kept buzzing in my ears.

If you can go back on the side road without driving, it's fine now, stuck on the main road and unable to move, the police who have nothing to do after the hero intervened and checked for drunk driving by the way.

Fortunately, I didn't have time to drink tonight... I blew on the tester, and the raised phoenix eyes winked at the serious policeman outside the window, and saw that he didn't blush, and then gave a 'cut' in boredom.

Are you really old...Youth is gone.

I immediately turned dark, and after closing the car window, I took out my mobile phone to pass the time on the Internet, and accidentally found an unread email lying in the inbox.

[are you asleep?]

It's actually a cheap boyfriend?After downloading the copy all night, I almost forgot about this person. I clicked on the email and replied:

[No, I was stuck outside when I came out to do some errands. ]

Messages from him came back quickly.

[Justice Road?I'm here too. ]

Such a coincidence?I opened the car window and poked my head out, and found the familiar Porsche 356A on another road ten meters away.The other party also spotted me, rolled down the car window and gestured to me, as if telling me to wait.

A minute later, Gin in a black coat walked up to my car with his hands in his pockets, opened the door and sat in.

"You got out of the car like this, what will you do when the traffic resumes later?" The black leather shoes were spotless, I shifted my gaze to his handsome face, looked at him curiously, saw him take out a pack of cigarettes, and hurried over to him, " Go smoke outside, not in my baby car."

He glanced at me with narrow eyes, took back the cigarette from me with his big hand, put it back into his coat pocket obediently, and said: "The vodka is in the car." The implication is that it's okay for him to come out.

I groaned and asked again: "Then aren't you afraid? There are policemen and heroes in front of you. What if your identity is discovered?"

Qin Jiu chuckled, "Can those idiots find out? It's too late to deal with the aftermath."

Too.I took a high look at Gin, but I didn't expect him to have neither [personality], nor a devil fruit, nor awakened domineering, but rather courageous.

Not bad.

"Speaking of which, what are you doing here? Aren't you sleeping?" I recalled today, oh no, the phone call at noon yesterday, I suddenly stopped calling out angrily, and punched him, "Wake up and come out to roam , I don’t know how to find me, do you really want to have a good relationship?”

He punched me painfully, gasped for air and made a 'hiss' sound, I suddenly realized that I was very strong, as an ordinary person, Gin might not be able to withstand my fist, so I hurried to him She looked at him worriedly, "Are you okay? I didn't do it on purpose, if I accidentally..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Jiu pulled me into his arms, and kissed my lips regardless of my shocked eyes.His lips are very thin, and the cold touch stimulates my brain. Before I could react, he pried open my teeth, and the tongue with a faint smell of tobacco swept the entire mouth.

His kiss was very domineering. I had no experience in this area, so I had no choice but to be dragged by him and respond cautiously. My whole body softened and my whole body was hot.

After an unknown amount of time, Gin finally let go of me, brushed his calloused palm across my face, and smiled, "It's not bad."

I came back to my senses and took a few breaths to recover. I was a little shy but pretended to be experienced for the sake of face, "Your skills are not bad!"

He hummed from his nasal cavity, "Didn't you say that I'm your first date?"

Oops, forgot about this!I turned my face away, and said bravely: "It's the first time I dated, but it's not like I haven't kissed someone before!" This is the truth.

"Oh?"

"It's all in the past, I'm too lazy to talk about it." I immediately changed the subject, not for anything else. The forced kiss incident that happened a few years ago is still unbearable when I think about it. If I can, I really want to go back to the past and change history. , stop kissing that guy in a jerk.

"Ah."

...

There was silence in the car.The two are obviously boyfriend and girlfriend, but to be honest, neither of them really knows each other.At most, Gin knew from Vodka that I used to be a pirate. Even if he checked my information online, apart from the few big events I did that caused a sensation in the New World, he would be able to find a reward order.

Same here.What's Gin's real name?Who is killing for?How old is he this year? Has he ever been married and had children?These are all uncertain.

Impulsively seduced, now these questions have to be figured out one by one.No matter how frivolous it looks on the outside, I usually like to tease young and cute boys, but I actually want to date on the premise of marriage.

"You... How old are you this year?" After making a decision, I stroked the soft steering wheel cover, tapped my fingers, and asked pretendingly casually.

"Is it important?"

"Isn't it important? What if you just look young, but you are actually 40 years old? I'm not interested in uncles who are more than ten years older than me." I quickly expressed my attitude.

He sneered and asked me, "How old are you?"

"Just turned 25...what? I'm older than you, right? Impossible!"

"...I'm 32."

32?Let me figure it out, what is 32 minus 25.

"Oh, so you are seven years older than me. Then I feel relieved and can accept it." After counting twice, I breathed a sigh of relief and patted my chest lightly.

"..."

"What about your height? Seeing that you are quite tall, do you have 1.9 meters?"

"I haven't measured it."

"You didn't measure your height? God, no matter what, at least you will have a physical examination in high school. How much was it then?"

"forget."

"...Okay, I'll take you to measure it some other day. By the way, what's your real name? You won't be named Qin Bar right from birth? Then your parents chose the name too casually."

"Is it useful for you to ask so many questions?" Being bombarded by my repeated questions, Gin couldn't hold back his violent temper. Although he didn't take out the Burley Tower M92F that was always pointing at my forehead, his tone was not unpleasant It turned out that he was already getting annoyed.

"...You are fierce to me." I glanced at him lightly, and immediately calmed down from the excitement just now, and said indifferently, "I just think that these questions are very necessary if you are a lover. If you don't bother to answer , then we should not communicate."

I paused, looked into his eyes and said earnestly: "I registered for a dating site, not a date.cannon site. It was agreed at the beginning that you should replace Mr. Vodka and go on a blind date with me. Since it's a blind date, don't tell me you know Your real name, even your parents’ names, I have to ask clearly. Not only that, what kind of work do you do, what kind of people do you usually contact, and whether it will bring me danger? These also have to be answered So, Mr. Gin, please think about it, do you still want to go on blind dates with me?"

"........."

Seeing that he didn't answer, my intuition told me that the matter this time was probably a mess, and I was lost for a second. Fortunately, I had rich experience in failure before, so I managed to cheer up and adjust my emotions. I took a deep breath and said: " So be it."

I bent over to open the passenger seat door for him, and stretched out my hand in a gesture of 'please'.

Gin didn't speak. After I opened the door, he glanced at me and chose to leave after hesitating for a few seconds.

"It's okay, everyone is an adult, don't feel sorry for me if you have a good time getting together. By the way, remember to close the door for me." I pretended it didn't matter.

He turned his back to me and didn't turn around. His slender fingers held the frame of the car door and didn't close it for a long time.

"My name is Kurosawa." He said suddenly.

I was taken aback for a moment, then smiled relievedly, and looked at him with white teeth showing, "Oh, what kind of tasks do you usually do? Which company do you belong to? How do you usually decide who to kill? Also, who is Shirley?"

"........."

"Can't you say it? Goodbye then."

Qin Jiu turned his head halfway, his long bangs covered his face, and his long golden hair looked extra soft and beautiful under the moonlight.

"Let's go." He closed the door.

I quietly watched the leaving figure outside the car window, and for a moment, I felt that his tall body seemed a little lonely.

I hope it is an illusion.

I don't care about his identity as a killer, but I care that the person I'm dating with my heart can't tell me anything.

Everyone has things that are important to them, and maybe the things he didn't tell me were really secrets that couldn't be revealed.But so what?

It would be a lie to say that I don't feel uncomfortable. Although the time of dating is only a few days, I have used my sincerity to ask myself.It's just that the two of them didn't make it clear at the beginning. All I thought was that they were dating on the premise of getting married. The other party probably only thought that they were dating a girlfriend who could be replaced at any time.

Fortunately, it was discovered early, and the fall was not too deep.

"Goodbye Gin, ah no, Mr. Kurosawa Jin."

Not long after, the mess on the road was finally cleaned up.The Porsche 356A not far away left before me.Touching his cold lips, I chuckled lightly, and stepped on the accelerator under the command of the traffic police.

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