Pirate's Swordsman

"Then..." After not seeing Xia Nuo's rejection for a long time, Sanji's little eyes suddenly lit up, he rubbed his little hands and said expectantly: "Does...do you mean it's okay?"

"It's okay, go to sleep!" Xia Nuo rolled his eyes, said angrily to him, then yawned and lay down, saying: "I talk nonsense every day, and I want to be a swordsman and the greatest. A chef who does two things at once, why are you just pretending to be a child?"

"What...what do you mean?" Sanji was stunned. Just as he was about to ask something, he saw Xia Nuo, who was lying next to him, lazily stretching out his right hand. "No, see for yourself."

Sanji glanced at him in confusion, but in the end he obediently focused his attention. As a result, he was stunned when he saw what Xia Nuo's right hand looked like.

"This...this is..."

These are a pair of fair and slender hands, without a trace of fat, and the finger bones are highly protruding. While they look strong and strong, it can also be seen that the owner of the hands pays attention to maintenance. However, even so, there is a gap between the tiger's mouth and the gap between the fingers. , there is still a thick layer of calluses, especially the area near the index finger, and there are faint chapped scars, as if blood will gush out with a light poke. It is shocking to look closely.

At this moment, Xia Nuo's voice also rang in his ears, "I say, boy, since your dream is to become the world's best chef, you should think clearly before practicing sword practice. A pair of sensitive and sound Hands are one of the most precious things for a chef. If you are not afraid of practicing swordsmanship and become like me, you can follow me and give it a try."

"I..." A trace of hesitation clearly flashed across Sanji's face, and then he fell silent, his eyes full of struggle.

"Why, is this a dilemma?" Xia Nuo, who had his back turned to him, stared at him, and then said in his still lazy voice, "How can there be so many in this world?" It's the best of both worlds. If you want to succeed, how can it be possible without paying the price and effort? In my opinion, your boy's perseverance is not suitable for practicing swordsmanship. You should just be a cook."

"no!"

Upon hearing the rejection, Sanji almost subconsciously retorted, but as soon as he stood up excitedly, Xia Nuo pulled him down and lay him down. He also picked up a hat from the side and put it on him. He went up, patted him on the head, and said angrily: "What are you arguing about? I really want to learn how to fight. Why don't you just go find that smelly old man Zhepu? Don't look at him without a foot. I want to teach you how to fight easily." . It’s late at night, so don’t howl at my place, and go to sleep quickly!”

The tone was ferocious, just like ordinary parents forcing their naughty children to go to bed. Sanji was so frightened that his body trembled and he hurriedly shrank into bed. He said "Oh" in a muffled voice and did not dare to move.

And Xia Nuo took advantage of the situation and walked down, slowly put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes.

At this moment, everything in the dark room returned to silence.

After changing various positions and lying uncomfortably for a long time, Sanji still couldn't sleep. He glanced at Xia Nuo secretly and saw that he seemed to be sleeping soundly. He snored a little, and he couldn't help but curl his lips. , holding the pillow angrily and turning sideways.

The autumn night was slightly cold, and from time to time, a bit of cold wind came in through the cracks in the window, which made Sanji's body feel cold. He just wanted to take off the hat that was forcibly held on his head, but when his hand touched it, he found that the hat was actually plush. It was made of velvet, but it was extremely warm when worn, so I simply gave up the idea, wrapped myself tightly in the quilt, and fell asleep sweetly.

After a while, another sweet snoring sounded, and at the same time, the original snoring became smaller and smaller, and finally, accompanied by a chuckle, it stopped completely without realizing it.

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There was nothing to say all night, and it was morning in a blink of an eye.

The sun shines through the window and onto the bed, making the room half-dark. As the temperature gradually increased, Sanji finally woke up in bed, yawned, stretched, lifted the quilt, and climbed out of bed.

"Huh, what about people?"

Looking around, there was no one around. Sanji couldn't help but frown in confusion. After standing there and thinking for a while, he opened the door and walked out.

Corridors, stairs, halls...all the way from the second floor to the first floor, no one was seen. Xia Nuo was not there, and Zhepu was not looking. Sanji scratched his back, and the look on his face became more and more confused. stand up.

Just as he was about to walk through the entire hall, a strange-sounding sound floated over from the kitchen at this moment, accompanied by a strong aroma of eggs. Sanji was startled and ran away in a hurry. He went over, gritted his teeth, and pushed open the big iron door of the kitchen.

Oh!

The sound of the frying pan under the dishes suddenly and clearly reached my ears at this moment. A faint smoke lingered under the kitchen ceiling. In the smoke, a somewhat blurry figure was standing in front of the table wearing an apron, speaking in a kind of way. Stir-frying the dishes in the pan with skillful and skillful techniques.

Seemingly noticing the movement at the door, the figure turned around, revealing a delicate face with black hair and black eyes. It was Xia Nuo.

His clear eyes fell on Sanji. He smiled slightly and said, "Are you up? Breakfast is almost done. Go wash up and come over to eat together."

"Xia...Brother Xia Nuo."

Sanji stared blankly at the handsome young man in front of him, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, "Why... why are you making breakfast, stinky old man?"

"Uncle Zhepu?"

Xia Nuo's brows moved slightly, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I seemed to have gone out early in the morning for something, and I haven't come back yet. But the ingredients in the kitchen are all ready, and I happened to wake up early, so I came over to cook. Had breakfast.”

At this point, he glanced into the oil pan and saw that the vegetables were almost cooked, so he sprinkled a little salt and a little sugar on it, stir-fried it twice, and then took it out of the pan. It was already ready. empty plate.

The faint fragrance penetrated into the nostrils along with the breeze from the window. Sanji immediately swallowed subconsciously and looked up, only to see a plate of green stir-fried vegetables appeared in front of him, with a few words on it. Dotted with some soft minced meat, it looks quite tempting.

He took out a whole piece of bread from the refrigerator next to him, cut it into slices and spread it with butter. He placed it next to the stir-fry dishes. On the table, there were two other white plates containing the freshly cooked bread. The fried eggs that were served soon were tender and buttery, and also had a good color and aroma.

Glancing at Sanji, seeing that he was still looking at her stupidly, Xia Nuo couldn't help but glare at him and said angrily: "What are you still doing? Go and wash up quickly. If you don't hurry up, the food will be cold later. "

"Uh-huh!"

Only then did Sanji react. He nodded quickly and turned around to walk towards the stairs. There were only two toilets on the first floor and the washroom was on the second floor. If he wanted to wash up, he would naturally have to go back upstairs first. .

However, at this moment, with a soft "squeak" sound, the closed front door of the restaurant was suddenly pushed open. Sanji stopped and turned his head to look, just in time to see under the morning light, A gloomy-looking Zhepu appeared at the door.