Pirate: I'm not the King of the Sea, so don't mess with me.

Joracol Mihawk.

He has been honing his sword skills since childhood.

Now 14 years old, he left his hometown early and went to sea alone.

Last year, with some success in swordsmanship, he planned to come to the Grand Line to see if there was any opponent worthy of challenging him, so he took advantage of the merchant ship to travel along.

In fact, Mihawk prefers to travel by himself in a small boat, where he can do whatever he wants without being disturbed.

But he also clearly realized that his current knowledge and abilities were not enough to support him to go to sea alone.

A strong person is not strong from the beginning, there is always a process of growth.

Mihawk never denies his weakness.

It is precisely because we are weak that we must become strong.

Along the way, he met swordsman masters and sparred with them, and he encountered vicious pirates and fought them to the death.

Swordsmanship has made great progress.

Today, as the merchant ship arrived at its destination, he got off the ship and planned to relax.

The slim and slender figure seemed to be nearly 1.6 meters tall. His appearance was still childish, but he had the calm demeanor of the world's greatest swordsman in the future.

Zenia blinked, then blinked.

His eyes swept over the other person countless times, and he finally confirmed that he had seen it right.

It’s really a younger version of Hawkeye!

It's just that... he doesn't look like a handsome man without a beard, which is a bit hard to recognize.

Zenia tapped her lower lip with her finger, rolled her eyes and thought: Is the future world's greatest swordsman so curled up at such a young age? Judging from the time, he is not yet an adult, right?

Mihawk, who knocked down the thief easily with one kick, was not in trouble, because just now, he found that his money bag was lost.

So I caught up.

At this moment, he landed easily after a sweeping kick, walked slowly to the thief, stepped on the thief's chest, and stretched out his hand expressionlessly: "Give back what you stole."

The voice was calm and calm, far less deep and rich than it would be in the future, but the male voice was like jade hitting each other, which still shocked Zheniya.

What a guy, he’s comparable to a voice actor!

The thief's face was covered with blood from the kick. Knowing that he was in trouble, he took out all the stolen things and threw them on the ground with shaking hands.

The onlookers pointed at the thief.

Another man who had his money bag stolen and yelled ‘there is a thief’ also caught up with him panting.

Mihawk ignored anyone, found his money bag, picked it up, turned around and left.

But before leaving, his sharp eagle eyes suddenly looked in Zheniya's direction.

The two looked at each other.

Zheniya was startled.

She turned around in confusion, only to find that there was only a stall selling roasted birds behind her.

Is it...

Hawkeye wants to eat roasted bird? ? ?

The little episode of stealing things passed quickly.

After the chaos, the thief was taken away and handed over to the mayor of the island. Others continued to stroll and play, and the street soon became lively.

Just when Zheniya was stunned that Eagle Eye actually liked to eat roasted birds, a hot voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "I came to see Yaya after get off work~ I didn't even have time to eat dinner~"

The voice was low, sexy, and pitiful.

But if you look carefully, you will find that it contains mostly flirtatious elements.

Zheniya shrank her neck in discomfort and tried to hide away, but an arm hugged her waist forcefully.

Zenia:......

The man rested his chin on her shoulder, looking weak.

"Yaya~ I'm really hungry~ I also want to be fed by Yaya~"

Being so close, the memory of that day was instantly evoked in the body.

Zheniya crossed her legs and her face turned red.

damn it!

What a strange reaction!

She pushed Porusalino away, lowered her head under the aggrieved expression of the other person, and backed away: "Well, well, there are many snack vendors here, you can buy and eat by yourself."

She raised her head, her aqua blue eyes trembling with seductive honey-colored light waves.

Porusalino was stunned when he saw it.

Even Kuzan noticed something strange about Zheniya.

In order to cover up her embarrassment, Zheniya quickly grabbed Kuzan's hand.

He spoke very quickly to Porusalino: "You, you still have a mission, right? I won't disturb you. I, after I went on a date with Kuzan, I went back by myself."

Then he grabbed the person and ran away, as if there was some beast chasing him.

Watching the two people squeeze into the crowd and gradually disappear.

Porusalino slowly stood up straight.

Porusalino is still very intimidating when his face is expressionless.

But soon, the man's eyes trembled slightly, as if he understood something.

"Yeah~ What a cute reaction~"

He rubbed his chin.

It’s really annoying to be avoided like this all the time~

He pouted and smiled evilly, put his hands in his pockets, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

*

It was late at night soon, and after watching the grand Water God Festival dance, Zheniya felt sleepy.

Kuzan had been paying attention to her, and when he saw her yawning, he asked, "Do you want to go back?"

Zheniya rubbed her eyes sleepily and nodded: "Yeah! I'm so sleepy."

It's probably past ten o'clock, right?

Going to bed after eleven o'clock is not a good habit!

Kuzan thought the sleepy little expression was very cute, so he reached out and rubbed the top of her hair: "Go back!"

He led the person out of the crowd and led him towards the seaside.

Exposed deeper, Zheniya was staggered by Kuzan and almost tripped over a stone and fell down.

Kuzan reached out to catch her and sighed helplessly.

Zheniya managed to cheer up and said dullly: "Sorry, let's leave quickly!"

However, what responded to her was that the man suddenly squatted down and put his arms back.

This scene unexpectedly overlaps with the scene in Wano Country.

Zheniya was stunned for a moment, feeling a little unspeakably touched in her heart.

Kuzan said helplessly: "Ah la la, Yaya can sleep on my shoulder without being polite, so that we can reach the headquarters faster."

Zheniya hesitated for a moment, but finally climbed onto Kuzan's back.

Enjoying the care like a big brother, Zheniya hugged his neck, lay on his shoulders, and giggled: "Kuzan is so warm~ Like a big brother!"

Kuzan paused in getting up.

She pursed her lips where Zenia couldn't see her.

But no matter how many thoughts he had, he only had time to turn into a sigh.

Brother?

In my ears, the little girl's breathing gradually became steady after saying those words.

Kuzan knew she was asleep.

In the sky, the moonlight shines like silver, and the unique floral fragrance of Narcissus floats in the air.

The white noise of insects surrounded the two of them, which was the most beautiful music in the quiet night.

Kuzan looked up at the full moon in the sky and smiled helplessly: "Yeah, yeah, yeah, but I don't want to be your brother, Yaya-chan."

His voice was very soft, so soft that except for the sleeping people, only he could hear it.

*

Zheniya slept deeply and peacefully.

The soft and delicate body under the quilt stretched her waist, but suddenly stopped halfway.

She lifted the quilt dullly.

Sure enough, an arm was stretched across his waist.

Turning around sharply, that all-too-familiar face appeared in his sight.

Zenia:......

Zenia:! ! !

Garp didn't go home last night and went directly to Zefa's guest room.

As soon as the gasping man pushed open the door of the villa, he heard a scream coming from the house.

Garp was startled and subconsciously raised his head.

With an angry roar of 'You bastard (ノ｀Д)ノ', the window on the second floor shattered, and a familiar figure fell down the second floor in a familiar way.

Karp: ...

Cap:! ! !

Garp rolled up his sleeves, veins popped out on his forehead, raised his fists and said angrily: "Porusalino, you stinky boy!!!"