[One Piece] I will definitely not be stabbed again after reopening after many episodes.

The weather in the new world is like the joy and anger of a madman, constantly changing.

Saatchi's front feet were electrocuted until they were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. He carried Lacey out of the kitchen and refused to let her get close to his beloved kitchen again. Thunderclouds rolled on his back feet, and a storm surge swept over him.

If Marco hadn't brought a towel to cover Lacey, who had her head tilted up in the rain, and put her next to Whitebeard without saying a word, Sage would have thought this was revenge from the little bastard.

"First team! Hoist the sails! The helmsman has the right helm!"

"Team 4! Pay attention to the pots, pans, and knives in the kitchen!"

"Team 5! Go rescue the medicines in the infirmary!"

"Team 7! Clothes!"

……

Suddenly, the Moby Dick was crowded with people. Only the old god with white beard was sitting in his exclusive throne on the deck watching his sons busy at work.

Lacey was wearing a white towel and was soaked in the rain. Raindrops were constantly dripping from her fragile little face. Her blue hair was stuck to the back of her neck and chest, and her long clothes and trousers were wet again.

Like a cat enjoying the rain, young and childish.

"Daddy, daddy," Lacey looked up at the white beard who was also soaked in the rain, "Want to listen to a song? I'll sing for you."

"Ku la la la, sing."

The naughty nightingale leaned on her father's lap and sang without any worries, "collecting all the dreams."

The moment she spoke, everyone's eyes were filled with laughter. Lacey Cat shook her hands and beat the beat, "Looking for what she longs for."

"Coins in pocket, too."

"Do you want to be my friend?"

"We, we are sailing away!"

The pirates are not afraid of wind and waves, and they are not afraid of real natural disasters. They dance in the wind and waves to the singing of the nightingale, perhaps because of their neatness when pulling the sail, or perhaps because of their bravery when turning the helm.

Accompanied by their father's hearty, happy and wanton laughter.

Is it okay to be unsociable?

Is it okay to do the most outrageous things?

Is it okay to hate the world government?

Is it possible not to side with justice?

Is it okay to be a weirdo?

Do you like to have the right to make your own choices?

Can we refuse the oppression of the Celestial Dragons?

Is it okay to hate everyone?

you can!

Pirates can do anything!

Sin, rebellion, failure, success are all okay.

As long as you can do it.

Pirates don't care what other people are like. It doesn't matter if they have a dull knife or a sharp blade. You can be anything. Pirates must fight to the death with their fate and never surrender. Pirates will sing loudly in their garbage life. Array.

Whether it's death, oppression, or the law of the jungle, even if you live like a prodigal, mourning and mad dog, it's better than dying in the world of the navy and the world government.

Did they lose alive?

Lost.

They don't look like human beings after losing, but they can be happy, but they have a father.

They are human beings and unforgivable pirates.

They felt that they had won, and that they were better than the so-called descendants of gods, nobles who looked like dogs.

It is much stronger than those rubbish navies who are building tall buildings for the world government one after another.

We are all scum, why bother blaming each other half-heartedly?

and so…

"Collect all your dreams!"

The different singing voices of the pirates are like a musical on the stage, weird, magnificent, and rebellious.

"Find what you desire"

"Coins in pocket, and"

"We, we are sailing away!"

"...Okay, Sachi, your soup is almost mushy." Foodie Lacey sniffed at the aroma and couldn't help but spoil the atmosphere.

"Cut!"xn

The pirates were forced to come out of their adrenaline rush and face the relentless storm.

It's a rainy night.

Ace witnessed a fantastic family gathering.

Marco brought him broth, while Lacey stayed on the top of the cabin and eavesdropped. By the way, he and Izo on the observation deck watched the stars. Even though there were thick dark clouds and no light could be seen at all, Izo and Lacey were speechless. Lai in the rain enjoying the sound of rain and adventure.

"Let me tell you," Ace asked Marco, hugging his knees in the cabin where the charcoal fire was burning, "Why do you call him Dad?"

"Because he calls us sons"

"With the exception of Lacey, we are all people who are hated by the world, and just a word makes us happy."

"Really happy."

Lacey heard Marco's cheerful and firm voice, puffed up her face, and thought about whether to electrocute the Phoenix again.

She obviously likes him very much, how can she be excluded? !

"Hey, Marco, don't say bad things about me~" Lacey hung upside down from the cabin roof and warned quietly with a grimace at the window.

Yi Zang snorted and said nothing.

He also agreed with Marco that Lacey really needed to be excluded, after all, few people would hate her.

"Don't get involved with the little bastard you like, Lacey." Bista stretched out his hand out of sight by the window and lowered his voice to dissuade Lacey.

Lacey the cat ran restlessly back to the roof of the cabin, grunting unhappily and refusing to go down.

Bista raised an eyebrow at her and asked her if she was sure?

Lacey Maomao pulled her eyelids and made a face, "Just a little bit, but I don't want to," and instead of inviting guests, she said, "Bista, come up quickly, the scenery here is great!"

Bista reluctantly climbed into the cabin, sat next to Lacey and watched the stars with her in the rain.

Lacey Maomao consciously pointed to Izo’s position and told Bista, “Hey, Izo is there.”

"Haha, selling Yizang again?" Bista smiled heartily and was surprised.

Obviously, Bista knew something about the past.

After hearing this, Yi Zang shot a death glare towards Lacey, but Lacey Maomao decisively ignored him. He looked like he was speaking righteously and announced in a sweet voice: "Okay, getting wet in the rain is a bad thing. Ben Lacey is going. It’s time to take a shower. Let’s talk slowly~”

Then he jumped out of the cabin and ran back to his room on the deck.