One Piece: The Magician

"Stop don't run"

"Put those two kids down"

"Damn, how can this guy in a straw hat run faster than a dog?"

One of them said something, but was shocked by the scenery in front of him. At the same time, Luffy also stopped and his eyes widened.

I don’t know when.The block in front was shrouded in a colorful thick fog. It was so dense that only the outlines of the buildings in the fog could be vaguely seen. Under the sunlight, they gave off a rainbow-colored mist, like It's like a dream, like a fairyland.

"So beautiful." Lisanna's beautiful big eyes twinkled.

"This fog." Sherlock paused and asked the stunned Straw Hat boy: "Is the colorful fog you mentioned before like this?"

Luffy nodded: "Yes, after entering the fog, my ship lost its direction. Then I woke up here the next day."

"Really, that's really a magical fog."

The black-haired young shot looked at the colorful mist in front of him, pondered for a while, and said calmly: "Let us down, Luffy."

"Oh." Although he didn't know why, Luffy still obeyed obediently.

"If I guess correctly, this colorful fog is here to let you go back." Sherlock patted the non-existent dust on his body, then stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "Step into this fog, you I should be able to return to you."

"Really?" Luffy was overjoyed after hearing this, and he hugged Sherlock.He said excitedly: "That's great, little Charlotte, you are such a good person."

Letting go of the black-haired shota who had been issued a good guy card, Luffy turned and ran towards the colorful mist. He couldn't wait to see his friends.

"Wait a minute, Luffy" Sherlock suddenly called out to Luffy.

The stupid captain stopped in confusion: "Is there anything else, little Charlotte?"

"Yeah Luffy." Sherlock hesitated for a moment.Then he took a deep breath and asked the question that he had always cared about before: "What kind of person is your friend named Charlotte?"

"Charlotte?" Luffy scratched his face: "He, he is a very reliable partner, wears a pair of glasses, and is very good at eating. He is a big foodie."

You really dare to say that, big loser. Why are these words so inconsistent coming out of your mouth? Lisanna complained silently in her heart.

Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief and thought: It seems that Charlotte is not me, after all, my appetite is so small.And no matter how idiotic he is, he shouldn't be able to recognize his partner when he was a child.To put it bluntly, even if I become a pirate in the future, I will never get on a "pirate ship" with this funny guy as the captain.

Ahem, I can only say that Sherlock was too young at that time.

Not noticing the rude thoughts in their hearts, Luffy waved his hand, grinned a bright smile, and then ran towards the colorful fog, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, it's strange. It was only a moment, but why do I suddenly feel that this big loser has gone to a place far, far away?" Lisanna tilted her neck and asked her brother: "Charlotte, what are you doing?" Said can we meet him again in the future?"

"Although he is a big loser, he is really a very interesting person."

"Who knows"

At this time, Sherlock suddenly had an idea and asked curiously: "Lisanna, if you could travel through time and space, where would you like to go?"

"Hey, travel through time and space? If I could travel through time and space, I would probably go back to when the Pirate King was still alive and ask for his autograph."

"Well, I should have thought of it earlier, you're a huge fan of One Piece." Sherlock looked defeated.

"Hehe" Lisanna stuck out her tongue playfully: "But actually traveling through time and space doesn't make much sense."

A gust of wind blew by, blowing away the colorful mist in front of her. At the same time, Lisanna's beautiful silver hair moved with the wind, making it extremely elegant.

"Because no matter how many years go by, I am still your sister and you are still my brother. This will never change."

Sherlock was startled. He looked at his elder sister with a soft smile and said calmly:

"Fool."

"Oh, disgusting, Charlotte, you, a guy who always abides by etiquette, why can't you respect your own sister?"

Ignoring the already frightened silver-haired little Lolita, Sherlock turned around and walked away. However, the moment he turned his head, a warm smile suddenly appeared on his originally indifferent face. Fleeting.

"Go home. I didn't say hello to my mother when I left. She should be anxious now. It's a pity that the 2700 million Baileys were lost. That naval hero came at the right time."

"Who is the naval hero?"

"That's the tall marine just now, Luffy's grandfather, he was the one who captured the Pirate King. Hey, Lisanna, where are you going? Come on, stop. What are you going to do, you idiot?"

The layers of black lace are gorgeous but low-key. The metal chains wrap around the little girl's uncontrollable waist. She looks very dignified wearing a black shawl.The exposed skin revealed a slightly sickly pale color due to long-term malnutrition, coupled with Little Robin's faint melancholy and indescribable dark temperament.

Elegant, gorgeous, dark, weird

Unparalleled

A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. This saying makes perfect sense.

When little Robin, who usually wears coarse clothes, puts on an extremely exquisite Lolita dress, it's like a chemical reaction, exuding an amazing charm.

I'm afraid that even if little Robin is walking on the street, passers-by won't recognize this cute gothic lolita as the monster they all despised back then.

Speaking of which, Sherlock originally took little Robin to eat, but when he passed this clothing store, he suddenly stopped, and then started playing the real-life version of Miracle Nuannuan, and became more and more enthusiastic as he played.

After trying on several sets of clothes, Sherlock finally settled on this dark style of clothing. After all, it matched the temperament of little Robin very well.

However, he always felt that something was missing and pushed up his glasses slightly. Sherlock looked at little Robin carefully, his brows slightly furrowed, and his burning eyes made him feel uncomfortable looking at the newly minted one.

Moving his gaze downward, Sherlock's eyes instantly lit up when he looked at little Robin's straight and white legs.

Really, how could I forget this?

"Do you have black stockings here?" the magician asked calmly to the clothing store owner next to him who had already knelt down to the wealthy man.

Teng~~~~Little Robin's cheeks instantly turned red.

It feels like Sherlock has awakened some bad attributes. I remember the book said that this seemed to be the little Robin who was asking a lolicon to evolve into a gothic loli, silently complaining in his heart.To be continued.

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