[One Piece] Walk side by side

The forest that does not see the sun all the year round is dark and terrifying. Holding a torch, you can only see the road in front of your feet. There is a whimpering sound as the wind blows by. There are light spots flashing through the trees from time to time. Wet and soft, you can step on the branches from time to time, and the perennial humid environment leads to a lot of bugs. Although the goddess is holding special incense, bugs still fly over.

The goddess holding the torch walked in front, Marco was behind, and Sarah, who was walking in the middle, trembled and forced herself not to look around, but one after another, horrible pictures passed by before her eyes, until a UFO flapped its wings and approached Sarah. Lah, the buzzing sound made the little girl's scalp tingle, and she finally couldn't help breaking down and crying and threw herself on Marco.

Marco subconsciously supported him, smiled, and then found that the little girl in his arms was trembling coldly.

"It's okay." Marco touched her head.

"Woo..." Sara buried her face in Marco's chest and sobbed, her hands wrapped around his waist through the shirt, wishing she could hide herself.

Marco hesitated for a moment, but still hugged the little girl in his arms.

The Goddess stood in front of her and watched the movements of the two with flickering eyes.

"How far?" Marco frowned.

"It's right in front of it. I don't dare to live too inside alone."

Marco lowered his head to comfort: "It will be there soon."

Sara shook her head and hid in Marco's arms, as if all ghosts could not hurt her. None of these senses of security could bring her, just because she liked him and trusted him, Sara had never been more aware than at this moment that she It's over.

"I'll pull you and cover your eyes. Let's go to the house first, so that you will feel better." Marco persuaded patiently.

Lying in Marco's arms, her emotions eased a lot, and Sarah nodded hesitantly.

Marco covered her eyes with his hands, and felt that this scene was a little familiar. He remembered that he had covered her eyes like this before, and held her with the other hand, and walked forward in a weird posture.

The goddess was silent all the way, not knowing what she was thinking, and Marco had no time to look at it.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief when they walked to the wooden house.

The goddess pushed open the door and turned on the light. Sara felt much better when she entered the room. She let go of Marco's hand and sat on the sofa.

Marco squatted beside him: "Are you okay?"

"never mind."

"Drink some hot milk. I'll cook. I'm pretty good at cooking." Karinsey gave Sarah a glass of milk, then turned and went into the kitchen.

Sarah held the milk and pursed her lips and looked at Marco.

"..."

"Does it feel better after drinking milk?" Karin put the dishes on the table.

"...It's okay, it's okay," Sara's eyes drifted, "Let me help you."

Karin gave her a strange look, but did not stop Sarah from helping.

Marco took a few mouthfuls of vegetables to cover the taste of milk in his mouth, and he couldn't help thinking that he would never touch milk again.

"Aren't you afraid to live here alone?" Sarah looked out the window with lingering fear.

"I'm afraid, but there's nothing I can do. Only here they won't drive me away." Karin lowered her head.

"Sorry, but you didn't do anything, why do they hate you?"

"The identity of the goddess has been passed down from generation to generation. We can only guard here forever. Countless enemies have come and experienced countless battles. If we can't find the text of history, we will never give up. How can they welcome us? What about the people of war?"

"You are really hardworking." Sara patted Karin on the shoulder.

"So I always hope that it will be found by a certain party, and it can be exchanged for peace here."

"As a guardian, you don't even know where it is." Sara sighed.

"The last goddess, my mother didn't tell me," Karin smiled, "Okay, rest at my house today, I'm afraid you don't dare to go out, there are only two rooms, let's sleep in one. "

Just as Sarah was about to agree with a smile, she heard Marco's refusal: "You sleep in another room, and I will keep watch."

"No, I have set up traps all around, and there will be no wild animals at the edge of the forest." Karin looked at Sarah.

"Well, it happens that I don't dare to sleep alone here." Sara didn't think much about it.

Marco frowned and looked at Karin. He always felt that this person had other plans, so he grabbed Sarah who was about to follow in: "We share one room."

"..."

"!!!" Sara looked at Marco in shock with a blushing face, "Fuck, hooligan." The little girl broke free from her wrist.

Marco was speechless, and under Karin's expression that you had this kind of relationship, he pushed Sara into another room and was about to explain.

Sara came back to her senses: "...Are you suspicious of Karin?"

Marco paused: "She's hiding something."

"Probably not. If she knew the whereabouts of the main text of history, why did she keep us?"

"Don't worry about her, we'll leave tomorrow morning." Marco took the medicine jar, "Come over and get the medicine."

Sarah trembled: "No, no need, I think I'm fine."

"come over!"

Sarah ducked to the other side of the bed and shook her head.

Marco pulled the man out, put him on the bed, carefully rolled up his sleeves, unwrapped the bandage, and applied the medicine.

Sarah wiped her eyes, hating the quack to death.

"Go to sleep, I'll keep watch." Marco wiped his hands and leaned against the window.

"Why don't I go to Karin to ask for a quilt, I'm so tired if I don't sleep all night." Sara rubbed her eyes, and with Marco staring at her like this, she couldn't fall asleep at all! ! !

"No, I can't sleep in this kind of place, go to sleep." Marco went to turn off the lights.

Suddenly plunged into darkness, Sarah was very scared, because it is really impossible to see anything at night here, the little girl hesitated: "Marco."

"…I am here."

Sara breathed a sigh of relief and lay on the bed, covered with a quilt, which carried a scent.

"Marco." Sarah didn't know what to call him.

Marko turned his head and looked over, seeing nothing in the darkness, so he went to the cabinet next to the bed and sat down.

Sara gradually fell asleep listening to the breathing of the other party.

Marco looked at the bed, where it was pitch black, and heard the sound of a little girl sleeping soundly. Marco tentatively stretched out his hand, stopped under Sarah's sleepy voice, and quickly retracted it. His face in the dark night was full of doubts and emotions. Tangled.