Pirates: I am a daddy's girl in the White Group

The banquet is still going on, and the sky seems to be very clear tonight.

Although it was late at night, the sea was not completely dark, and the moonlight sprinkled softly on the sea.

Behind him was the laughter of the pirates. After Ace silently mopped the deck clean, he leaned against the pole and sighed.

What a familiar night! He remembered the day when Xiao Xuehua said goodbye to him. It seemed to be the same scene.

Turning around, Little Snowflake was sitting quietly next to White Beard. Just like that night, the moonlight shone on her body, as if the little snowflake itself was glowing.

But was it his illusion...Why did he feel that Xiao Xuehua just looked at him?

Looking again, it seemed that he was not looking at the pirates in front of him.

That’s right... Deuce and the others have all joined the Whitebeard Pirates. To be frank, it’s because I, as a captain, am such a failure.

With his back against the railing, Ace squatted on the ground, lowering his head to look at the deck that he had mopped to a shine. It seemed that there was too much foam...it was a bit slippery.

From a distance, Ace looked very lonely compared to the noisy pirate party behind him.

"Plop." A bowl of soup was placed in front of Ace.

I looked up when I heard the voice. It was Marco. Although he was frowning, there was a smile on his face that seemed a bit helpless.

"Why don't you go to the party? Your crew members have all joined YOI." Marco seemed to be considering his words: "Well... you've been here for so long... there's no need to be so reserved. They won't have any objections to you."

Really, let me coax him, how can I coax yoi...

I can't just coax Dawi like I did when we were kids, saying, "Be good and stop making trouble, and I'll let Sachi make dessert for you."

"..." Ace stared at the bowl of soup in front of him, which was still emitting heat: "Xiao Xuehua asked you to come..."

"Is it that obvious?" Marco was shocked. He didn't expect to be discovered so quickly.

"They all seem to be worried about me." Ace picked up the soup, and the aroma rushed into his nose. It seemed that he was a little hungry: "I'm not a fool, I should have discovered it earlier, right?"

"..." Marco did not respond.

"I still want to know." Ace didn't care and continued to talk: "Why do you call Whitebeard Ou Yaji..."

"No wonder little Dave asked me to come over and comfort you... to enlighten you, yoi." Marco tilted his head: "So you are really hesitant because of this kind of problem."

"Because he calls us his sons."

"What... This is exactly the same as Xiao Xuehua's answer." Ace lowered his head again: "She also said something like Whitebeard is her father and his name is not Ou Yaji..."

"That's true for her, because she was so young when she came on this ship." Marco laughed.

"But it's different for us. We are a group of evil pirates. Some of us are hated by the world, and some of us are abandoned by our original families."

"Some people struggled to death in forced battles, some people didn't even have enough food to eat, and many more people were forced to become pirates because of hardship."

"Even little Dawi was a yoi who was taken in by Ou Yaji after wandering on the sea."

"Little Snowflake too..." Ace raised his head in surprise. He originally thought that even if Little Snowflake was not Whitebeard's biological child, she would be a relative or close friend. . .

"She is not a biological daughter, but she is better than a biological daughter, yoi. Little Davie was only two years old at that time. She was so small, but she knew how to act like a spoiled child." It seemed that because of the mention of Davie, Marco's already gentle eyebrows and eyes added a bit of gentleness.

"So, for evil pirates like us who are not favored by the world, it is a very happy thing to have a 'father' who can call us sons."

Ace stared at Marco blankly, and the latter looked at him with a smile.

"Although I don't understand why Xiao Dawei and Ou Yaji like you so much, you are indeed a guy that suits our tastes. So we have figured it out. After the agreed 100 times."

"Yeah, there are still more than a dozen times. Don't worry, just tell us the answer when the time comes." Looking at Ace who was standing there in a daze, Marco smiled, shrugged his shoulders and walked back.

"Come on, even if you are just a handyman you have the right to participate in the banquet."

In this way, the task assigned by Xiao Dawei is completed.

After watching Marco leave, Ace stood up from the ground. In front of him was the lively pirate banquet, and behind him was the perfectly warm sea breeze.

Ace inexplicably felt that the bonfire in front of him was a little dazzling, so he turned his back and the sea breeze messed up Ace's bangs.

There is warm soup in my hand, and it smells like Sachi's specialty, carrot stewed with meat.

The waves hit the Moby Dick, and Ace looked up at the starry night sky.

It was another night like this, Ace stretched out a hand and tried to grab the stars.

That night, Xiao Xuehua smiled and said to him in the moonlight: "Ace... don't die on the Grand Line. I'll be waiting for you in the New World..."

Under the same moonlight, Whitebeard squatted down, held out his hand and said to him, "Come and be my son. Bear my name and travel freely on this sea."

Ace gave a hollow shake and laughed.

"Luffy... someone like me can also have a home..."

"Whitebeard... No, maybe soon, I will also call him Oyagi." Ace murmured in a low voice, not sure whether he was talking to himself or to Luffy.

"Maybe I should change my mind. Should I become famous or become the Pirate King? There are obviously people in this world who are more suitable to be the Pirate King than me."

"If it's him, then there won't be any more unrecognized people like me."

Lowering his head, Ace stopped looking at the stars, but stars began to appear in his eyes.

Turning around, Ace let out a breath, then walked towards Devi, still holding the bowl of soup that Marco brought.

Go to the party or something, go find Xiao Xuehua, it doesn't seem like a good idea to keep her worried.

"That guy was too serious about mopping the floor. I almost slipped when I walked over here just now." Marco slowly returned to the banquet table and complained to Dawi.

"Then why don't you remind him?" Davi pursed her lips and motioned Marco to look over.

Ace was walking towards them with a bowl of hot soup.

"He mopped the floor himself... He should know..." Marco paused, as if thinking of the countless plates broken by Ace in the past few days, and for some reason he felt a little lacking in confidence.

It turned out that Dawi's worries were not unnecessary.

"Kua! Dang!"

Ace fell to the ground along with the soup.

"...Hurry up, little brother Ma, there's only one Ace, don't get burned to death."

"No, have you forgotten what kind of fruit ability he has?"