[comprehensive] red tide

It took me a while to get into the forest, following the red brick streets through town, and finally I stood up high, silently looking down at the island through the thick branches.

O'Hara was bathed in pale golden sunlight.

According to the scattered buildings on the terrain, the streets are spacious and clean, and there are fountains and pools in the central square. Children chasing and playing frightened a few foraging pigeons, and the gentle and warm wind carried the fishy smell from the ocean.

There are ancient and huge trees growing in the center of the island. Almost all the knowledge accumulated by mankind in the history is stored in it, and they are quietly guarded by the doctor and the group of archaeologists.

Everything is so peaceful.

Who could have predicted the future?Even if I vaguely remember it, it is only a half-clawed impression. Yesterday at dinner, my uncle and aunt mentioned that they would go out with the whole family the day after tomorrow. The reason was that they wanted to visit the island where a distant relative of my aunt lived.

I know that's an excuse, but it also represents a turning point.

If you're lucky, you might be able to escape.

I have never been a warrior, just a coward. I knew what was going to happen, but I still had no way to warn others, except that I hesitated and tried to test the doctor, and after getting his attitude that he would not give up no matter what, I just kept silent.

After being dazed for a long time, I let out a deep breath, let go of the fingers that were about to dig into the bark, turned around and walked deeper.

If you leave the day after tomorrow, you will enter here for the last time today. There is no purpose, but you want to walk around habitually.

Counting with my fingers, I wandered around for a long time, caught prey, and was chased by herds of beasts. I found precious herbs in exchange for money to supplement my family, and I was negligently stuck in the deep swamp and almost died.

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Moving along the mountain road covered with tall grass, the lush trees cover most of the sunlight, the road is very quiet, the wind blows through the treetops and the sound of rustling, and the clear and clear birds chirp between the branches.

I am saying goodbye to this forest of memories.

I walked all the way to the open area in the heart of the forest. I just ended this journey. There is a bend of water flowing among the rugged rocks. Not interested in repeating the same mistakes.

I chose a flat rock with a good view to sit down, stretched my waist, looked up at the height of the sun, and decided to loosen my muscles and bones a little and return the same way.

At this time, the sun is in the middle of the sky, the sun is so beautiful that it is a mess, and the cold spring mountain stream is warm and smoky. Occasionally, the small stones involved in the gurgling water make small knocks, and the wings slide through the air, vibrating slightly...

I closed my half-yawned mouth, and turned my head to look at the strange sound that pierced the drowsiness.

On the rocky beach more than ten meters away, a seagull flew low and circled, and finally stopped with its wings folded. It jumped a few times cautiously, and lowered its neck to the puddle.

Squinting my eyes, I realized that there were two arms on the little thing, and then I heard a crackling sound on its head... it was twisted in the opposite direction.

After the murder, I blinked and blinked, feeling embarrassed for a while.

This...why...didn't I realize that I was so cruel during this period of time? !Could it be that the pressure has already reached the point of being in silence? !

After taking off the black thread all over my head, I jumped down the rock quickly, rushed over to grab the poor creature that accidentally lost the tragedy, and took a closer look, the corner of my eye twitched again.

Wearing a dark backpack and a quirky hat?It was obviously a postal seagull; moreover, it had just arrived on the island in a dusty environment, and the dark green postal bag was stuffed full of newspapers.

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After being dazed for a while, I walked to the edge of the water with that thing in my hand, tore off all of its equipment and threw it away at will, and then...

Bloodletting, hair removal, disembowelment.

After cleaning it up, I found tinder paper from the emergency kit left in the crevice of the rock during my wanderings, and picked up some dry firewood nearby. After using it for a short time, the smoke rose from the cooking.

Turning over the meat roasted on the fire, I silently decided to take it back and add another dish later. The most effective way to destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces is to eat it.

Roasting... uh, the color of the seagull is gradually turning golden, and the aroma is getting stronger. The flame licks the dripping fat and makes a beeping sound. While carefully flipping the wooden branch in my hand, I reflect on the weirdness just now.

What is strange is that there is always something wrong with using the ability today?After thinking about it, I can't tell why, but there is a faint perception, as if something is missing in the subconscious?

For example...

A full-featured, full-featured... black tome? (==).

What is that?

In the blink of an eye, countless images scrolled through the depths of my mind, and the auspicious light flashed by quickly, causing pain in my forehead. I hissed and lightened my hand, and suddenly regained my senses. The pile of grilled chicken is seagull.

I rolled it over and over to check it, and found that it would be no serious problem if I took off a few pieces of black ash, so I was relieved.

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That sense of strange existence came very suddenly, almost at the same time as my instinctive warning.

The temperature in the air dropped slightly. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the gradually expanding shadow reflected on the rocky beach behind me. At first glance, it looked like a moving...a bamboo pole or a mushroom?Or a bamboo pole with mushrooms on it?

Pausing for a few seconds, the person who came deliberately increased his walking pace, the leather shoes rolled over the gravel, and slowly walked around my back, slowly leaning over from the side.

The first thing that came into view was a pair of super long legs, wrapped in black pants, the hem of the windbreaker of the same color, with his hands in his pockets, and deliberately coughed before walking to me.

Holding up the seagull that was about the same temperature, I raised my eyes and glanced at the person:

Sure enough, it was a mushroom, and it was still black.

The young man was black from head to toe, with a black windbreaker, black trousers, a black pullover T-shirt, small round black sunglasses on his face, half of his head was curled up in a soft hat, and he was still black...

My first impression of this outfit is a 'two', bad review!

Whose child was released today without taking medicine? !

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The visitor's gaze was through the small round sunglasses, and I looked at it quietly for a while, then he raised his hand and pushed the black lacquer lens, and said in a slightly weird voice, "Ah la la~ Miss, why is she alone? In the forest?"

"Your approach is commonly known as 'X fetish'." I replied blankly, "Believe it or not, I burst into tears, my father rushed out and beat you half to death?"

"Eh?" The young man paused, and the hand holding the lens slid down to the tip of his nose, touching his nose.

"Ah~ I don't mean anything else, Miss, don't really cry~" He took a step back and looked around as he said, as if he was really worried about being kicked away by an angry parent later.

After waiting for a while, the young man seemed relieved, and took another step forward, "Miss, let's go home early~ The forest is a bit dangerous."

"I think you are more dangerous." After looking at him from top to bottom, I passed the wooden branch in my hand forward, "Do you want to eat?"

"Huh?" The young man seemed to be stunned for a moment, raised his hand to take off his sunglasses, carefully moved closer, and then moved closer after a while, and finally sat cross-legged not far from me, looking at the food in my hand , and compared himself, "Give it to me?"

Seeing me nodding, his expression was particularly strange, "Miss is so bold."

"Aren't you hungry?" I tore off half of the roasted leg for myself, bit off a bite of the food, swallowed it to show that it was safe, handed out the rest, and waited for him to take it before continuing, "I listen until your stomach growls."

"Miss is really sharp." The young man scratched his cheek with his free hand, raised the roasted seagull to his mouth, smirked twice, stopped talking, and began to eat quickly.

After a while of silence, he and I settled the food in our hands.

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The wind blows the clouds, and the autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves.

When I started licking my fingers, the young man was already holding the hem of his clothes to wipe his hands with a satisfied face, and a pile of bones fell by his feet.

"Ah la la~ Miss is really good at crafting." He raised his hand and thumped his shoulder as he spoke, his tone was indescribably decadent, "I drove all night to get here and wandered around in the forest for a long time, fortunately I met Miss... "

He paused at this point, he didn't know what he saw with his wandering eyes, he blinked, "Eh? What is that?"

Standing up with a face full of curiosity, I walked a few steps to the edge of the rock that I had rested before, bent down to pick something out of the gravel, and wiped off the dust, "Ah?" The young man who turned his face away , look at me, then look at the postal bag carried by the tragic seagull in his hand, his expression is a little... collapsed.

I looked at him and squinted at the pile of bones he left behind, but I smiled and said nothing.

The young man was silent for a while, then turned around suddenly, swung his arms and threw the postal bag far away. When it flew to nowhere, he walked slowly to me, squatted down with a serious expression.

Raising my hand to touch the corner of his mouth, I reminded coolly, "This place hasn't been wiped clean yet."

"Miss, you..." The young man's forehead seemed to slide down a whole row of black lines, but no matter how hard the corners of his mouth twitched, he didn't say anything. After a while, he put his backhand on the back of my hand and carefully pulled his fingers away. "Okay, okay~ I'm an accomplice, Miss, stop staring at me."

Rough palms, with thick calluses on the pads of the fingers.

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I fumbled and struggled to get out, my fingertips moved to his wrist, and pressed the round snail bone through the windbreaker fabric, then I lowered my head and folded the sleeve under his blank gaze.

Staring at the wheat-colored and textured wrist in front of me, I squinted my eyes and thought inexplicably, "Where is the seal?" Carefully touching the slightly cool skin, I raised my head and looked into the other's eyes.

"How not?"

Always thought there should be a branding here?Why do you suddenly have such weird assumptions in your mind?

Hiss—the head started to hurt again.

It was like being hit hard with a hammer, and there was a buzzing in my ears. Before I could react, the entire darkness that suddenly rose in front of my eyes dissipated, and there was something vaguely shaking, but I couldn't catch it. live.

"Little Miss?"

In the field of vision that gradually recovered, the young man got a little closer, and my extremely ugly look was reflected in his eyes.

Pushing him away quickly, I rubbed my forehead irritably, then stared at his innocent looking face, "I'm going home if it's okay."

"Eh? But..." His eyes were a bit perplexed, he seemed to hesitate to speak, and he pursed the corners of his lips for a while, "It's better for Miss to go back earlier, and let the adults take you to the east coast when you get home."

While speaking, he stood up and straightened his back. The person behind him may be too tall, and his expression was blurred under the light, "Remember~"

He turned around and walked away, left a few steps, turned back suddenly, bent down, squeezed out an obviously unfamiliar smile, and his tone seemed to reveal helpless compassion, "I am Kuzan, young lady can grow up safely, and become a Great beauty, then marry me~"

"Okay~" I nodded, "I'm waiting for you, uncle, to come and marry you by bicycle."

"Why a bicycle?" His already ugly smile froze, and the brows of his eyebrows twitched lively, "Well, I'm actually not old enough to be an uncle, so I should be considered an older brother."

"Because the bicycle is very handsome, and..." I took a step back, put my hands behind my back, and superimposed my request with a smile, "Uncle can't grow old anymore~"

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Quietly watched the thin black-clothed figure who had confirmed to me the shortcut to the other end of the island, went upstream, and stepped into the narrow and steep entrance of the thorny trough at this moment. Squint your eyes.

After waiting for a while, I made sure that there was no movement in the trough, and then I turned around and followed the shortcut chosen after countless field trainings, and rushed to the town with all my strength.

I have no interest in what is on the other side of the island, and the route given is correct, but that road was full of dangers and almost left me with no bones left.

After I recognized him, I began to conceive of bringing people in. Those foods, those craziness, were just whitewashing.

Lies will not be detected unless they are mixed with countless good intentions.

The terrain in the trough is dangerous, and it may be nothing to agile adults at ordinary times. Only during the astronomical high tide, the seawater will pour into the eroded and weathered rock layers. Be careful and you will fall into the underwater cave.

The most unfortunate thing is that he is a devil fruit ability user like me.

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Uncle can't grow old anymore~

So, please stop the time directly in today~

Bring the white and dark, the future General Aokiji~