One Piece's Life

Day after day, year after year, the little black-haired boy under the eaves never grows older. It was early summer. The little boy lying lazily on the bench suddenly heard the chirping of cicadas. After confirming that the sun had not set yet, he said softly: "Really? Is summer already here? Yes, you can call those guys tomorrow. Swimming, wait!”

The little boy with a more solemn expression carefully observed his surroundings, and finally his eyes were fixed on the shade less than one meter away. There was a gentle breeze, and the little boy picking off the dog's tail grass said in a deep voice: "Who is it? Who is there? I know you are there, come out quickly!"

However, the little boy did not receive a response. Perhaps because he was used to it, the often nervous little boy did not pay much attention to it. However, the familiar feeling made him a little confused: "It's strange. Why did I feel that someone was there just now?" ? And that person is very familiar? Tsk, it’s probably an illusion again. Forget it, keep sleeping.”

Just when the cozy little boy was soundly asleep, a translucent shadow appeared, and a pair of downturned eyes stared at the little boy.

For some reason, Gray saw a long-lost scene again. He had been watching the little boy since Gray showed up. Faced with the little boy's sudden move, Gray was deeply confused when he was almost discovered by the other party.

Several years later, when Gray saw the little boy again, he was puzzled as to why he was here. He was even more curious about why the suspicious little boy lay there every day. Of course, he was more worried about being discovered by the other party, so he deliberately kept a distance from the little boy.

Damn it, is that guy doing it again? If I remember correctly, I was on the boat, and in my room. Green said something to me as I walked in, so I sleepwalked here? No, this is not a dream, it must be that guy who brought me here again!

Um? What is this thing I am holding in my left hand?

Since Gray had been paying attention to the little boy before, he didn't notice the dark purple cane in his left hand at all. When he came to his senses and confirmed that it was not a magic wand, he wanted to let go: Is this what that guy gave me? Sorry, I won't accept it. After all, fighting with weapons is not my style! Wait, I don’t need it, maybe I can give it to someone else!

Then give it to my soon-to-be-born child! No, I am a transparent person now, so we should wait until we leave this hellish place to talk about this kind of thing! No, forget it, maybe this weapon will disappear when I go back, so just pretend it doesn't exist!

Weapons? Speaking of which, Grimmjow and I share the same pre-storage space for dressing up magic. There are many weapons he has collected there, and most of those weapons are made of gold. Since it was all caused by him, I didn’t pay much attention to him before. Now that I think about it, I realize that he is very smart. It seems that he has a lot for me to learn!

Seeing the little boy lying on the bench, the anxious Gray asked softly: "Boy, can you hear me? You are the only one here. Is there any way you can send me back?"

Gray, who felt that his question was in vain, hit the ground hard with his cane, but his behavior had no impact. Just when Gray regained his composure, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and he came to a familiar and unfamiliar world.

This time, Gray was not sitting in the black chair. Instead, sitting on it was a little black man with white teeth. At this time, the little black man was smoking a cigarette leisurely. With his teeth bared, he looked at Gray with angry eyes: "Well, boy, you are very good. Your will is much stronger than two years ago. Yes, it seems that you have understood. those things."

"Actually, you could have used the cane to stay in that world just now. Why didn't you do that? Forget it, the fun is over. Alas, we are all acquaintances. You don't need to look at me like this, right? There's really nothing I can do about you! Okay, if you have anything to ask, just ask me, as long as I know, I will tell you."

Gray, who was empty-handed, asked calmly: "I only have one question. If my and Lily's child is born, which world will the child be from?"

The little black man who shook off the cigarette ashes casually replied: "I knew you would ask this. Alas, you have been a little crazy recently! Sorry, I won't answer you. I'll wait for you to observe slowly in the future!"

"Today you have long forgotten your original intention. In my opinion, this is not a bad thing. Boy, I suddenly look forward to your future and hope you can live a more exciting life! Well, don't come to me if you have nothing to do, because I will come if you have anything. Looking for you."

When Gray woke up, Green was standing on his left shoulder. Green, shaking his head, asked curiously: "Gray, you didn't even hear me shouting so loudly just now. Are you sick?"

As Green's little tail tightly bound Gray's neck, Gray, who had difficulty breathing, quickly pulled the tail away. Listening to Green's snoring, the confused Gray asked softly: "Green, how long have I been asleep?"

After the two looked at each other for a few times, Green suddenly lost interest, so Green lay back on the bedside. Feeling the soft rays of sunshine, Green said casually while enjoying: "Don't be nervous, you only slept for half an hour, okay?"

Before Green could say anything, Gray ran out of the room. Gray didn't even notice Serara hiding by the door. Green was already used to it: "Serara, Gray has gone, why are you still standing here?" Outside? Come in quickly!"

Serala, who was no longer hiding, stepped into the door. She swung her long skirt and laughed and said, "Oh, I didn't expect to be discovered by Green. Green, brother Gray just now..."

Green motioned for Serara to sit down and talk. Understanding the other party's thoughts, he said earnestly: "Serara, that guy is just a little tired. Don't pay attention to him all day long. Just do your thing."

When Gray ran out of the room, Warren, who was staying at the front of the deck, noticed Gray. Gray, who was sitting in the beach chair, didn't care much about Gray's series of weird behaviors.

Since Warren was much taller than he had been three months ago, he was worried that the beach chair would be damaged by him. Because of this, he didn't dare to lie down, and he didn't dare to sit down with all his strength.

Although this may seem tiring, Warren's mentality has always been good. At this time, he was looking at the sea leisurely with his hands on his waist. As for why he is so idle, it is because Mickey's two clones have taken over his work.

Warren was often troubled. He was not used to taking time off. Watching seabirds occasionally flying by in front of his eyes, Warren practiced silently and waited for dusk to come. At the same time, he was still thinking about what dishes to prepare tonight.

Suddenly, Warren's thoughts were interrupted by the movement in Lily's room: Gray was arguing with Lily? No, this must have been something he knocked over! Speaking of which, Gray has been acting weird lately. Do men who are about to become fathers become like this?

In fact, I have always understood that Xiuzi's whole person has changed since he learned about Mickey's pregnancy. During Midge's pregnancy, Shoetz's appetite decreased significantly. Whenever he returned from practice, he would bring fresh meat, but he didn't eat much.

In the five nights before Arthur was born, Shouz couldn't sleep well every night. I asked Shouz, but he refused to say anything. What is the connection between the two?

Will a man’s character change after he becomes a father? Well woman? Speaking of which, I am 21 years old and have not been in a relationship yet. Should I find a marriage partner?

Apart from my mother and the four women on the boat (including Blue), there were only two women who left a lasting impression on me. The closest among them is Christine, and I don’t know how she is doing now! Is she still as brave as ever?

No, she can't. After all, it would be difficult for her and I to meet again. Haha, even if we meet, there is no possibility for her and me!

As for the other woman, she also fought alongside me. She is very strong and her swordsmanship is also superb, but her temper is very bad. In the vast sea, where will she be now? How is she doing? Does she remember me?

At this time, the white-feathered seabird flew down in front of Warren. Warren, who put away his thoughts, said gently: "Little guy, are you lost? Or are you hungry? If you have any difficulties, just ask."

Seeing the seabird shaking its head slightly, Warren laughed naively: "Really? It turns out you are just tired from flying. Okay, if you don't mind it, you can!"

The seabird spread its wings and flew softly. Warren, who watched the seabird go away, was very emotional: What a strange seabird. How could it fly alone in the sea? Alas, let’s hope it makes it to its destination!

A few minutes later, the golden eyes of the white-feathered seabird soaring in the sky gradually narrowed, and it continued to fly forward with a slight tremble. At the same time, on an island far away from Xiuzi and his party, a figure wearing goggles said excitedly: "Found it! Captain, I found those guys. They are expected to arrive at us in half a month. We are going to Don’t you want to make preparations?”

The short figure standing behind him asked calmly: "Huh? Baker, are you telling the truth?"

"Of course! A few minutes ago, the scout bird I released happened to meet them. Their boat is slightly different from the one in the photo, but the markings are the same! How strange, why is there a small crocodile on their boat? Captain, you need me to monitor Them?"

"No, that would be boring. We have been waiting for so long, and it is not less than half a month. I hope their ship will come to us." "Really? Okay, then I will look at the sea for a while. There is not much See the scenery.”

At dusk, Mickey stayed in the house and gained something new. Facing the studious Arthur, the smiling Mickey never left her desk for a long time: "Mom, I have recognized another two hundred characters. I believe that I will be able to meet my mother's requirements in a short time!"

"Yes, you are worthy of being my child. Arthur, you can do such a thing at such a young age. It seems that your mother has to reward you!"

Arthur was very happy to receive the praise, but he could not hide his tired look. There is a book with a dark red cover on the desk. Arthur can read half of it in one hour, which is his limit.

Mickey motioned for Arthur to have a rest, and then Arthur was picked up by her. Mickey, who was sitting quietly in the chair, seemed very calm, but actually she was very excited inside: Damn it! Am I not even as good as her as a mother? What method did she use to make Arthur do such a thing?

(to be continued)