One Piece: Petrel

"Dong dong dong." A gentle knock on the door sounded, which was particularly abrupt in the quiet night, but the owner of the room seemed not to pay attention to the knock on the door and just buried his head in the quilt.

"Dong dong dong." The knock on the door rang again. The sound was not loud, but it was enough for people in the room to hear clearly, but still no one came to open the door.

"Dover, it's me." A gentle female voice came from outside the door, elegant yet solemn, loud and low-key.

"Sister?" Dover poked his head out from under the quilt. Dover had liked his sister the most since he was a child. She was good-looking and gentle. Every time he was around her, he always felt inexplicably at ease.

If it were normal times, Dover would order the slave to open the door, but now the situation has changed a bit. The original title of Draco is abandoned, and a fool-like move is actually called faith? ridiculous.

Although he was a little reluctant, in order to prevent his sister from waiting outside the door for too long, Dover ran to the door as fast as possible, stood on tiptoes and opened the door.

"Dover, you weren't very happy after you came back with your father today." Peteo carried Dover to the bed, and he pulled up a stool and sat across from Dover.

"Of course, they didn't kneel down when they saw me today. If I hadn't brought a gun, they wouldn't have let me..." Peteo hugged Dove into his arms, even though she was only five years older than Dove. But compared to these two younger brothers, she is still very sensible.

"Now, Dover, since things have developed to an irreversible point, why can't you accept it? Maybe you won't get used to it at first, but you will get better slowly. I will always be with you."

The wind outside the window was very strong. Perhaps it was a coincidence that a dark cloud just blew away, and the bright moon was particularly dazzling in the dark night sky. Silver frost was sprinkled on Pateo's body, and on her face, a maturity that should not have appeared at her age and status appeared in front of everyone.

Petro took off Dover's sunglasses, exposing his brown eyes that had not seen light for a long time.

This made Petroo a little fascinated. It had been a long time since he had seen his brother like this, a really long time.

Peteo stroked the outline of Dove's face, forehead, corners of his eyes, and wings of his nose... as if he wanted to imprint Dove's face on his hands.

"It's getting late. Let's rest. I'm in the next room. Come to me if you need anything." Petro put the chair back to its original place, helped Dover tidy up the quilt, slowly walked out of the door, and then prepared to close the door. Then he stuck his head into the room again. "Father is also very tired, please don't disturb him."

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Early the next morning, Peteo climbed out of bed, straightened the quilt and walked to the kitchen.

Peteo thinks that the saddest thing is that in the family of five, no one can cook, but after all, they grew up in a greenhouse, so this situation is considered normal.

But this is not the way to go. Now that you have decided to live as an ordinary person, you must be able to do daily cooking. According to common sense, it would be better to leave these detailed tasks to women, but the women in the family only have There were two people, Mom and Peteo, and Mom had been tired for a long day, so of course it was left to Peteo to prepare the breakfast.

Holding the cooking book he bought yesterday, Peteo studied it carefully. Although he had never been in the kitchen, if he was more careful, he could still make some simple dishes.

But getting into the kitchen was much more difficult than Peteo imagined. Although he had strictly followed the instructions in the book, it was still his first time, and it took a lot longer than expected, and the breakfast was cooked. It's still the simplest sandwich and hot milk, but fortunately everyone had a tiring day yesterday and generally got up late today, giving Peteo plenty of time to prepare.

"Father, Mother, you are awake, I have made breakfast, come and eat." Father and mother slowly walked down from the attic, and Petro opened two benches to make father and mother as comfortable as possible. Some.

"Peteo, did you make all of this?" Mother took a bite of the sandwich made by Peteo. "Yeah, it tastes good."

"Well, Peteo is such a good boy." Homingu also took a bite. Although it was not as good as the breakfast he usually eats in Marigioa, the taste was pretty good.

"I'm going to get Rosinandy and Dover down."

Pateeo trotted up to the attic and knocked first on Rosinandi's door.

"Are you awake, Rosinandi?" After receiving Rosinandi's confused answer, Petroo gently opened the door and walked to Rosinandi's bed.

"Get up, it's very late now." Peteo patted Rosinandi on the back, but Rosinandi still had no intention of getting up. "I personally cooked breakfast for you today. Don't you want to show me some face?"

A child or a child, lethargic? It was not appropriate to use it on Rosinandi, so Peteo just thought he was too tired, and had no choice but to carry Rosinandi to find Dover.

"Dover, can I come in?" There was still a soft knock on the door. Dover woke up completely after hearing Peteo's voice. He didn't want his sister to see him looking useless just getting up.

"I'm awake! I'm going out right away!" Listening to Dove's panicked voice in the room, Peteo felt that Dove was getting cuter and cuter.

It would be nice if it really stayed like this.