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

It was a rare day with good weather, so Roger decided to hold a banquet in the evening.

Several oil lamps were lit and hung, illuminating the entire outer deck.

Shanks glanced back at the illuminated area. The orange light lengthened his shadow, creating a dark shadow on the deck.

No, to be precise, it's his and Bucky's shadow.

Bucky grinned and hunched over, grabbing Shanks' legs with both hands. He felt that it was so annoying for him to hang a lamp, so he asked him impatiently if he was okay.

Shanks smiled, said "Okay" to Bucky, and climbed off of him.

A dazzling array of food and wine were carried onto the deck one by one, and the aroma of the food mixed with the fragrance of alcohol floated.

The crew had already put down their work, and now they came to the deck in twos and threes, arm-in-arm, talking and laughing.

The orange light area gradually became lively.

Everyone sat down around the food, and the large oak glasses were filled with wine.

The bold and free pirates picked up the wine glasses, laughed and clashed with each other. The splashing orange-yellow wine shimmered under the light.

Zheniya watched them drinking, eating meat and talking loudly, and her whole body relaxed.

Looking at the familiar faces full of laughter, it seems that the fatigue of the day has been swept away.

"Want to drink?"

The wooden wine glass filled with wine was brought to her, and Zenia took the big bone in her mouth and blinked.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Rayleigh's smiling face.

After hesitating for a moment, Zheniya nodded firmly: "Yes."

Jabba on the side glanced over and tutted: "Is it really okay? Last time Zenia was drunk and tied up Rayleigh and spanked you!"

Zheniya's hand that received the wine glass trembled. Remembering the time when corpses were everywhere, she silently changed her grip to push, pushing the wine glass in the direction of Rayleigh.

At the end, he pretended to cough softly: "Well, it's better not to do it, I'm not an adult yet."

Reilly just felt like laughing, and handed over the wine glass in his hand: "You can drink if you want! As long as you don't drink too much."

Zheniya looked at Lei Li's expression quietly, swallowed a sip of saliva, and carefully asked for confirmation: "So, even if you cause trouble, you won't hit anyone?"

Reilly suppressed his laughter and almost laughed out loud. He said with a smile: "I won't hit anyone."

Zheniya felt relieved, took the wine glass, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I felt something was wrong again.

Strange, why are you so scared?

Isn't it just drinking? She still remembered that there were many people on the ship who were drunk and liked to act crazy. Was she afraid of a hammer?

Oh no. Zenia stared at the dead fish eyes and thought.

Essentially, what I was afraid of was not whether I would get drunk and act crazy, but whether Rayleigh would hit someone after acting drunk!

Tsk tsk, despite the fact that Lei Li always smiles and looks easy-going and nonchalant, he is actually quite ferocious when he hits people.

Her reaction made everyone laugh.

Momola slapped her legs and laughed: "Don't worry, Rayleigh won't be willing to beat you, Zenia."

Zheniya looked over blankly and asked him with her eyes: What do you mean by this?

Jabba on the side coughed lightly: "After all, she is a girl!" and then gave everyone crazy looks.

Please look at Rayleigh's face, everyone, I don't want to be a corpse floating on the sea for one night.

Spencer coughed solemnly: "Yes, yes, the mermaid is a treasure in the world. Even the deputy captain will not be willing to beat you, so don't worry!" At the end, he gave Zenia a firm thumbs up.

Zheniya expressed disbelief: He hit me on the head last time, the kind with long buns. (?_?”)

Tongino held his cigarette in his mouth and snorted disdainfully: "It's okay, girl, if Leili dares to hit someone, we will all help you deal with him."

Doringo raised his arms and shouted: "That's right, and the captain and Barrett won't just watch."

Barrett, who was named, chuckled and then drank.

Roger sat next to Zenia, and patted the little girl's back with his big palm-like hands, which made Zenia almost throw herself onto the deck.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter. You can drink if you like. We are... free pirates!" Then he raised his glass.

Everyone worked together~ The voice responded.

Zenia: ...(￣_￣|||) But Nissan, I’m not a pirate!

Well, forget it.

Seeing everyone drinking wine enthusiastically, Zheniya held the wine glass with a smile and quickly started drinking too.

During this period, I also clinked glasses with Shanks and Bucky several times.

Three guys of similar age laughed together, drank wine, ate meat, and told funny stories.

After that... Zheniya can’t remember clearly.

He seemed to take the initiative to put his arms around Barrett's neck and mutter something vague about thanking Master.

Sing and dance with everyone arm in arm.

He even jumped on the bow of the boat and sang loudly, causing the underwater fish and sea kings to show their heads and dance and sway together.

In the final scene, under the warm orange light.

A blurry face whose face cannot be clearly seen is getting closer and closer...

And then……

Zheniya opened her eyes drowsily and saw an unfamiliar environment.

The brain is not very clear after a hangover, and the eyes mechanically record the surrounding environment and transmit it to the brain.

Wooden walls, neat bookshelves, a wooden table with nautical charts, a chair...

Wait, it’s not the familiar dark sea bottom!

Zheniya was startled, and just as she was about to sit up, she noticed something was wrong.

The strange body temperature that obviously did not belong to her came from her body... She felt her whole body stiffen and slowly lowered her head.

A solid and powerful arm is resting on his chest!

The hot palm was pressed against the career line on the chest, and the bulging mass was unconsciously grasped into a twisted shape.

A strange feeling climbed up her chest and onto her back and brain, which made Zenia suddenly wake up.

"Won't you sleep a little longer? Yaya!"

The familiar voice was hoarse and lazy, with a hint of morning twang.

Warm breath spreads on the neck, and the light fragrance of wine escapes...

Zenia:......

Zenia:! ! !

Zenia: ∑(口 ||

Three seconds later, a loud scream sounded like a deafening sound that overturned the entire ship.

The pirates who were still sleeping were awakened by the sound and rushed out of the room without knowing why.

Wearing only a pair of flowery underwear, Roger stood outside the vice-captain's room with messy black hair, blinking in confusion.

The next second, a figure broke through the door and rushed into his arms, holding him and crying.

Roger was knocked back two steps and barely managed to steady the girl in his arms.

Later, raunchy and bizarre pirates came one after another, and their eyes widened when they saw this scene.

Shanks and Bucky staggered around, supporting each other, rubbing their eyes, and asking "what happened" without knowing the situation.

Soon there was a frightened cry in the air: "Nissan wow ah ah ah ah ah ~ what, what should I do ah ah ah, I, I seem to have put Rayleigh to sleep ah ah ah! (;'?? Д??`).”

Rayleigh, who was chasing after him, slipped and hit the door frame with a bang!

Jabba and Zenia’s little theater about emotional communication:

Jabba: Speaking of which, Zenia must be so beautiful that many people like her, right? Are there clear criteria for choosing a mate?

Zheniya pointed her finger at her chin and thought for a moment: No!

Jabba's eyes lit up: In other words, no matter what type of man he is, he is likely to like it?

Zheniya's expression was tangled: But I don't believe in love.

Jabba: ∑(口 ||

Jabba: ... also, that is to say (carefully), you don’t plan to date men, get married and have children?

Zheniya scratched her head with a tangled expression. She felt that this question was quite difficult to answer, so she crossed her arms across her chest and tilted her head and said: No, it’s just... I always feel that love is the most unreliable thing. I believe in family affection more. and friendship.

Zheniya continued seriously: Love has a shelf life! But friendship and family affection will not.

Jabba: ...Then if someone really fell in love with you and confessed to you, what would you do?

Zheniya frowned: I don’t know!

Jabba:…

Jabba: So...what if one day you find someone you really like? You even plan to stay with him for the rest of your life. What are you going to do?

Zheniya said confidently: I don’t know.

Jabba:…

Jabba was speechless: Girl, you don’t object to getting married and having children, right? Why not try to accept someone who likes you or who you like?

Zheniya was silent!

Just when Jabba thought she was thinking seriously, Zenia suddenly said something shocking: I think what you said makes sense. Then let the people who like me and the people I like become friends and family, so that everyone doesn’t have to worry!

Jabba was immediately dumbfounded.

So, does this mean I don’t want them all, or do I want them all?

At this time, Zheniya suddenly gave Jabba a thumbs up. The expression on her little face was sincere and sincere, and it seemed to be shining with bulingbuling. She said: That’s it. It’s so confusing to love or not to love!

Then he held his little face with an expression of longing for the future, looked at the sky at 45° and said with a smile: I hope that one day in the future, when the world becomes a better place, everyone can sit together and enjoy a peaceful and beautiful old age like a family! Hee hee hee, it must be fun!

Jabba:…

Jabba (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻: (Inwardly) What a funny hammer! Aren’t you afraid that your old age will turn into a large Shura field? Hey, hey, please wake up and believe in sweet love!

In the corner, a certain man turned around silently and left the scene.

Later, Reilly wrote in his logbook: The decision in this relationship has never been made by me or anyone else, but by whether a girl who can touch everyone's hearts is willing to give up.