To the end of the sea [One Piece]

Our love is buried deep

I can't help myself but still want to know

If heavy rain pours on our graves

Will any roses bloom here?

——SixFeetUnder-BillieEilish

Whitebeard's hometown welcomed an uninvited guest.

When the children on the island came to notify their doctor, Marco was subconsciously vigilant at first, and then relaxed after hearing their descriptions of the appearance.

"I know." He took off his glasses, smiled lightly, and walked out of the house.

Nearly two years later, she finally came.

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"Hey." The man with the yellow pineapple head greeted her.

Ena laughed when she saw him: "Marco."

Marco crossed his arms and looked at her: "What a big change. It seemed like you were still a child when I rescued you last time."

Eina smiled helplessly: "At least I will be twenty years old by then."

"It's still a different yoi." Marco said, "How was it at the redhead's place?"

"It's good." She said, "I wanted to come over and have a look before I go to find Luffy."

Marco looked at her and whispered, "I'm sorry."

She shook her head.

"What a silly thing to say." She said softly, "You are the last people who need to apologize, and I am not qualified to accept anyone's apology."

"Everyone is doing well now - that's enough."

Marco smiled in relief: "You too, Ena."

She gave him an ugly smile. It was the mixture of sad and moving emotions and laughter, and what it finally showed.

Marco is such a gentle man, like...a real brother.

He was indeed an older brother to all of them, always taking care of them.

He led her forward. Along the way, several children ran over to greet them, and a few old people stopped Marco to complain to him about the discomfort in his legs and feet.

The big pirate in the famous town listened gently and patiently, with no look of impatience on his face.

Eina stood aside and waited for him, looking at him and suddenly showing a smile.

That smile seemed to make my heart suddenly feel lighter, and it was also filled with sour sadness. Marco sent the old people away and turned around to see her smile.

"What's wrong?" he asked her worriedly.

Eina shook her head: "I just think... it would be great if it was in a place like this."

Marco smiled and sighed.

"Since dad became a pirate, most of the treasures he got have been quietly sent to this island." He looked at the peaceful and warm village and smiled softly.

"Most of his territory after his death was taken over by the other Yonko, and I decided to come here to protect his wishes."

"Have you no idea of ​​coming back?" she said jokingly.

Marco didn't give her a clear answer, just shrugged and laughed.

"Come with me." He stepped forward.

After crossing a forest and walking to a sparsely populated coast, Ena saw the very conspicuous sign.

The flag of the Whitebeard Pirates was erected on the tall tombstone, and Edward Newgate's coat fluttered below. There is a hat stuck on the smaller tombstone next to it, with Ace's smiling face and crying face badge on it.

There were flowers piled all around, and a few knives standing around.

In the distance is the endless blue sea and sky.

Eina suddenly remembered the day she watched Ace go to find Blackbeard. The weather was so good, so good that tenderness could overflow from the bottom of his heart.

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She stepped forward, but Marco stood behind her and did not follow her.

She first stood in front of Whitebeard's tombstone, closed her eyes quietly and mourned him, then took out a handful of white daisies from the space ring and placed it reverently above the sea of ​​flowers.

This legendary maritime tyrant who named an entire era is currently resting here.

He ended his own era with his own hands, and watched the young hope go to a new era with a smile.

But to Ena, he is just the father of the boy she fell in love with for the first time.

At this time, both of them were sleeping here forever.

She moved slowly and walked slowly to the tombstone on the side.

She held out a bouquet of delicate roses.

Bright red like fire, it is his color that will never burn out.

It is their love that has lost its ending forever.

It was her gift to him.

Ifyourgravewaswateredbytherain,

If the heavy rain waters your grave,

Wouldrosesbloom?

Will any roses bloom here?

Ourloveissixfeetunder.

Our love is buried deep.

Her love was buried deep.

Eina took out the short sword from the space.

Yugiri, Yunjugan, the only pair of couple swords among the Genji Jiukiri made by Murasaki Shikibu. This is a beautiful love story.

There is a sad story behind the swords of Genji Kuge. She doesn't know if this can be regarded as her fate.

If love withers at its peak, it will never wither.

She held Yun Juyan in her right hand, tilted her head slightly, and her long silver hair, which was almost waist-length, slid down to her left shoulder.

Marco saw her holding up her long hair with her left hand and raising her right hand.

A cold light flashed through, and a few silver hairs slowly fell down under his gaze.

The silky long hair was cut off at the waist.

He couldn't help but open his eyes slightly.

The girl with short silver hair put the silver thread into a small bag and tied it up, and tied it tightly with Yun Juyan with the rope at the end.

She stepped forward and put the dagger and the bouquet of red roses together.

She stepped back, put her hand on the dagger on her waist, and laughed.

She gently said to him: "I left Yun Juyan with you, and let me take your dagger away."

There were some tears in the girl's eyes, and she looked at the name on the tombstone tenderly.

Portgas D. Ace.

"I'm going back to Luffy."

"Next time, maybe we'll come see you together."

"Goodbye...Ace."

Goodbye, her passionate and profound first love.

He will always be here, in the rose-filled tomb of her heart.