Pirates: Whose young master loves to wear a little skirt?

Tel Hiss's shirt was unbuttoned, and the wounds looked horrifying on his fair skin.

Shanks frowned subconsciously.

The injuries he had suffered in the past were much more serious than this, so he gritted his teeth and endured it. But for some reason, seeing Tel Hiss like this, he felt inexplicably depressed, as if there was a cloud of fog blocking it that would not dissipate for a long time.

Shanks brought the medicine box and helped him clean the wound, apply medicine, and bandage it...

After checking, it was found that his injuries were all on the surface and the cuts were not deep. However, because his skin was too white, a slight injury would cause a large area of ​​redness and swelling, creating a visual impact.

It seems that Kizaru still showed mercy.

As for why he fainted, Shanks could guess that it was probably related to blood.

After finishing everything, he sat on the bed and stared at Tel Hiss's face for a while. He had dreamed of this face several times...

After not seeing each other for a few months, I didn't expect that our meeting would be like this.

He imagined the scene of their reunion, with Sissy pointing at his nose and cursing, "Why is it you, an old man, again?"

There was also Tel Hiss who looked displeased and said, "How dare you, a mere Four Emperors, disturb me? Don't you want to live?"

The only thing he didn't expect was that he would lie so quietly in front of him. It was a lot quieter without him being angry, but it was also less lively.

Perhaps it was because the room was too stuffy. As he watched, Shanks felt hot and sweaty. Even the air he breathed was scalding hot.

He felt like if he stayed any longer, he would die of the heat.

So he withdrew his gaze, stood up and left.

He did not choose to stay in the room, but came to the coconut tree at the stern and fell asleep in the hammock rocking.

I also picked a large leaf and covered my face with it to block the sun.

After coming out, the heat from his body gradually dissipated, and his restless heart calmed down. Unexpectedly, the scene of him treating Tel Hiss's wounds and changing his clothes suddenly popped up in his mind. He felt inexplicably palpitating and his face turned red.

Really...! We are all grown men, why should I be embarrassed to help him change his clothes? I don't know why I feel guilty.

Maybe I've treated him as Sissy for too long, and subconsciously I think he's still a girl, so I feel embarrassed?

This was the answer Shanks came up with. Apart from that, he couldn't think of anything else.

Even so, whenever he thought of Tel Hiss's thin chest, abdominal muscles, and slender waist... Shanks' heart would skip a beat.

I even imagined what would happen if I reached out and touched his waist. It seemed to feel pretty good.

"!!!"

Realizing that something was wrong with him, Shanks shook his head.

How could he imagine that? He was such a pervert!

Is it possessed by some evil spirit?

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It was already evening when Tel Hiss woke up. He opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar ceiling. Thinking of the scene before he fainted, he sat up suddenly.

Because the movement was too big and the wound was affected, he hissed.

Then I looked around and saw the familiar dark red sofa and dark curtains. This seemed to be... Shanks' room?

Why is he here?

Realizing something, Tel Hiss touched his face, then quickly got out of bed and looked in the mirror.

The person reflected in the mirror was a long-haired man wearing a white shirt, which was his true self.

The white shirt was a bit big and obviously didn't fit him. It was obviously Shanks' clothes. The pants were also very long and were dragging on the ground.

“Fuck…!”

Looking at the face in the mirror, Tel Hiss cursed.

Damn, it’s already like this, I’m definitely exposed!

I'm not going to change back to my original form in front of everyone, am I? If that's the case, it's over, it's over, I'm dead, dead, dead.

If the navy knew the secret of his fruit, wouldn't it be easier to catch him?

Tel Hiss paced around the room anxiously, looking completely devastated.

Damn it, why couldn’t I just hold on a little longer and hide?

He sat down on the sofa and pounded it hard several times, feeling extremely regretful and angry.

At this moment, there was a noise at the door, and Tel Hiss opened his eyes slightly like a frightened little leopard.

When the door was opened a crack, he immediately jumped up from the sofa, looked left and right, and finally found a black cloak on the bedside table. He immediately ran over, picked it up and covered himself with it.

Obviously, his clothes had been changed and there was nothing to cover up, but his first reaction was to cover himself and make a last-ditch effort.

It was Shanks who came in. He coughed lightly and the first thing he said was: "200 billion, are you awake?"

(▼皿▼#) This joke is just getting old, isn’t it?

But Telsis didn't want to argue with him, so he covered his head and kept silent.

Shanks noticed something and asked again, "What's going on?"

Being quiet is not his style.

"What's it got to do with you? Go away!"

"This is my room, where do you want me to go?"

"Go wherever you want!"

"........."

Shanks didn't leave, but sat on the sofa and poured himself a glass of wine: "There are only two of us in the room, and you have been covered with a cloak. Aren't you hot?"

Tel Hiss showed one eye and secretly stared at Shanks. After hesitating for a long time, he asked, "Why did you save me?"

Wouldn't it be better to let the Navy hand him over to Hao Mei? And it could get 200 billion in exchange.

Shanks looked over with half-closed eyes: "You are Ace, of course I have to be saved."

"Ace?" Tel Hiss lifted the cloak covering his head: "What do you mean?"

Shanks didn't answer. He picked up the wine glass and drank it. Not feeling satisfied, he switched to the bottle and gulped it down in one gulp. This was the right way to taste it.

Tel Hiss touched the cloak in his hand, and a flashback flashed through his mind of something covering his head a second before he fainted. Could it be...

Tel Heath suddenly realized: "They didn't see me transform, right?"

But doesn’t this expose another problem?

"You covered my face in advance. Do you know who I really am?"

"I don't know." Shanks said, "I just think that we can't let people see who the fake Ace is. Otherwise, if the real identity is exposed, the navy will target him. They won't let anyone who runs to save Ace go."

"You're a very nice person."

"Besides, your strength is so poor. Wouldn't it be miserable to be targeted?"

"Go to hell!" He was told again, he has worked very hard in the past few months!

Tel Hiss thought of something and opened his mouth: "Then your crew..."

"Don't worry, I'm the only one who knows."

"Why are you hiding this for me?"

"Because I want to take the 200 billion for myself."

"......"

Tel Hiss rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk to him anymore. Not a single word of truth came out of his mouth, and he was so angry that his chest hurt.

But then again, this doesn't count as revealing his true identity, does it? After all, only Shanks knows that he can transform, and Shanks doesn't seem to know that he transformed Sissy as well.