captain migraine

"Can you stop shaking that broken fan?"

When the Spanish Royal Navy warship finally approached the pier, taking advantage of the chaotic disembarkation, when no one was paying attention, he picked up the wandering Megal in front of him like a chicken, the captain asked with a dark face.

Hearing his question, the other party's small fan became more joyful. He looked around furtively, then retracted his head suddenly as if he saw something, and said in a low voice like a spy: "Damn it, your good brother is looking our way - don't talk to me, you've brought the focus here, get out of here."

"...you are sick." Caesar's patience will always be negative when Leosa is mentioned, and the man's face is gloomy and he can't bear it anymore, "Throw away that fan for me, right now."

"Yes, I'm sick, do you have medicine?" McGarl ignored him, holding the fan with one hand and slipping the skirt with the other, smiling with both eyes everywhere under the eyes of everyone, curling his lips under the fan, and took Caesar's arm viciously, Kicking and walking forward, "... I am a normal big brother in front of your brother, do you know what a big brother is? Leoza didn't pull your sleeves and say 'Caesar, don't go', right? ? I can tell by your expression that you don’t—you can’t be jealous, no matter how angry you are.”

"..."

One of Caesar’s words was very pertinent, and McGarl just had the ability to make his veins burst with anger—when he was still bleeding for Leosa’s appearance, this guy seemed to know nothing, Shouting from the side, their friendship across the age gap is long live (...).

So Caesar didn't care.

Some people just have to throw themselves into high paraplegia to know what pain is.

When they arrived at the royal pier, there was still some distance between the pier and the royal territory. A large group of people cheered and boarded various carriages, and the head of the navy didn't know what his brain was, so he accurately sent Leosa, Caesar and McGarr squeezed into a carriage, so, in a huge carriage, there were three people with evil intentions sitting silently, none of them was active.

... The east wind doesn't come, the catkins don't fly in March, your horse's hooves are a beautiful mistake, I don't know you, I just pass by.

It was the first time that McGarl felt that the sound of "crack la la la" could be so embarrassing. When he realized that the two friends in the carriage would rather kill him than speak first, the black-haired young man opened his mouth resignedly. Opening his mouth, he struggled to say something to ease the atmosphere, but as soon as he cleared his throat, the big dog next to him threw a knife point, so McGarr shut up.

"Put down the fan." Sitting across from the two of them, Leoza held her beautiful face in both hands without saying a word, and opened the door with a blink of an eye, "I knew it was you at a glance, McGarr."

"..."

……Huh?was recognized.

He put down the fan in embarrassment, before he could figure out how to perfectly clean up the fact that he was sitting here in a woman's attire, the man sitting next to him took the fan and opened the window of the carriage , throwing the quivering feather fan out of the window with no expression on his face—the whole movement was done in one go, and McGarl had no time to stop it.

McGarl: "What are you doing?"

Caesar: "I've been waiting for this moment for a long time, don't let me see the fan in your hand in the future."

McGall: "..."

Leosa: "Ah, it really is you, McGarl! You look good in women's clothing!"

McGarl?Who...not big or small.

As if he didn't notice the oppressive atmosphere in the carriage, Leosa smiled until his eyes narrowed into arcs. As if he suddenly remembered something, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket, stretched out his hand, and wanted to wipe off Magal's mouth. Smudged lipstick marks.

When he was about to touch him, there was a slap, and his hand was slapped away heavily.

"..."

There was a brief, suffocating silence in the carriage.

Leosa was stunned, and McGarl stared straight at the handkerchief that fell at his feet, but Caesar, the culprit, didn't seem to care.

"Don't touch him, trash."

The captain spoke lazily, took out his handkerchief, wiped the hand that touched Leosa just now, then pinched the walrus man's chin and turned his face to face him, twisting his mouth The strength that came down adjusted his bloody mouth to the acceptable range of normal people.

When he was doing this series of actions silently, the air in the carriage that finally eased the atmosphere a little bit was so heavy that the air wished it could condense into ice cubes.

No one has dared to do this to me yet... Touching his red wrist, the expression on Leoza's face paused for a moment—the original bright boy's face became expressionless for a moment, frighteningly cold.Then, he covered up his emotions almost in the next second—Caesar, who had a panoramic view of all this, sneered, threw the handkerchief casually, put his legs on the opposite seat, and closed his eyes to rest.

There is no more to play.Cursing his lips, he picked up his handkerchief from the ground resentfully, raised his head, and met the slightly uneasy and guilt-ridden black pupils sitting opposite him, the red-haired boy froze for a moment, and then began to itch uncontrollably in his heart ——It was not a kind touch, this kind of commotion seemed to be some kind of malicious expectation that a good show was about to be watched.

The beautiful golden eyes swept across the opponent's face, and Leosa smiled.

"Don't laugh so disgustingly in front of me, trash." The man sitting next to the black-haired young man said in a deep voice. He closed his eyes, but he seemed to know everything as if he had opened his eyes on his forehead.

Heck, I almost forgot that there was such an obstacle next to me.Leoza wrinkled her magic face, and immediately turned into a bun.The golden pupils were wide open, and tears welled up in an instant, hanging in the corners of the eyes.

Mai Jia, who stayed among the rough guys all the year round and was also a soul-level figure of the rough guys, was scared to death by the beautiful boy's tears.He stretched out his hand speechlessly, and pushed the culprit twice. The man who was shaken by the push opened his eyes impatiently. Before he could say anything, he was attracted by the gasping sound from the other party's seat. Force——Frowning, Caesar moved his gaze away from the walrus man, and stayed on the red-haired boy who huddled up and sobbed like he was about to die.

"...What the hell are you doing, dwarf?" Caesar asked after a pause.

Leosa was originally short, but at this moment, she curled up and occupied a corner of the carriage that couldn't be smaller. She was still shaking because of sobbing, and her thin and narrow shoulders shrugged—— The neat Earl's dress on his body was wrinkled, and he looked extremely pitiful.

"Brother, are you still angry with me?" Leoza said sobbingly, "I really didn't mean to reveal your information to Brother Barberus..."

elder brother?

Yo, it's fresh.

Caesar raised his eyebrows, and then he wished he could kick open the carriage door, poke his head out and laugh three times—this perverted dwarf has never had the word "brother" in his life since he could walk, what is he doing today?

Turning his head, he saw a deceitful comrade walruser next to him, as if he had just walked out of Notre Dame, bathed in holy radiance, and his face was full of disgusting personal distress.

So Caesar immediately knew what Leosa was doing.

The kid is just a kid, and he likes to use this kind of grandstanding to attract attention... He expected that he wouldn't be able to do anything in a small carriage, so he didn't bother to expose him, so he changed his posture, and the man was about to continue closing his eyes His eyes——until he felt the person next to him move, he lazily opened one eyelid, and saw that McGarr was leaning over, stretching out his claws to pat the top of the red-haired boy's head stiffly—— neatly Qi's long wine-red hair was messed up by him, but the comforter was so absorbed that he didn't realize that the person being comforted by him was looking through the gap of his off-shoulder clothes with bright eyes.

"..." Too stupid.

Caesar clicked his tongue in disbelief.

This movement made Leoza pause exaggeratedly and contrivedly, and then trembled even more, which incidentally caused the black-haired young man to turn his head and cast a contemptuous glance at the man: "Don't be so fierce."

You are as stupid as I am.Curving one corner of his lips, the captain gave him an extremely nasty mocking smile.

While McGarl was busy rolling his eyes at the dead dog, the weeping Leoza cautiously raised his head and quickly glanced at Caesar. Feeling hurt by something, the red-haired boy quickly turned his eyes away, and leaned cautiously towards McGarl. After confirming that the other party's hand was on his shoulder, he moved his lips and said in a low voice. He asked pitifully, "Brother, do you forgive me?"

squeak-

At this time, the carriage stopped.Listening to the movement outside, it seems that they have arrived at the territory where the dance party is about to be held.The sound of playing music sounded again outside the carriage, and the voices of people talking were getting closer.In the carriage, the tall man sitting in the innermost stood up first, and the shadow he cast almost completely enveloped the other two people in the carriage.

The door of the carriage was pushed open a crack—outside the door, the bright sunlight sprinkled gold, just shining on his handsome face.

"You're dreaming, Leoza." He quickly jumped out of the carriage first, only to hear the man say flatly, "Also, if you pretend to be pitiful to me, I'll tear your face apart."

...Hmph, come on, I'm afraid of you, old man.Facing the threat, Leosa didn't care in his heart. On the surface, he pretended to be pitiful and about to cry again. While Caesar got off the carriage and turned his back to them, he grabbed McGarr and rubbed two hands on his flat chest, wiping his tears away. The snot was all over the expensive dress before letting him go. Seeing the other party looking down at his helpless expression, the red-haired boy wiped his sore eyes from crying with his sleeves, and smiled with satisfaction.

Well, these eyes are beautiful, when looking at him in the dark, they look like puppies.

...What an obedient boy.

Putting it on Caesar's ship is really too wasteful.

Standing behind him, the red-haired boy narrowed his beautiful pupils and lazily put his hands in his pockets.His eyes wandered critically at that figure, and when he saw that under the gorgeous skirt were not exquisite high heels but big feet wearing tattered old shoes, Leosa let out a snort and laughed happily.

Behind him, Edward, the first mate of the Hornet, who got off from another carriage and followed the scene, was not well.

He felt that the captain, who was smiling sincerely with red eyes, looked particularly hideous for some reason.After hesitating for a while, he bowed down and leaned up cautiously.

"captain?……"

"What?"

"Juan II's side is ready. Once Caesar surrenders the ownership of the three islands, he can do it."

"Huh? ... Oh, whatever you want."

"Then... what about the walrus man?" Edward asked hesitantly, "After Caesar is finished, should he come to our ship according to the original plan?"

"...He..." Leoza fell into a rare silence. When Edward almost thought that the other party was about to change his mind, he heard the other party dragged his tone and said unhurriedly, "Look and talk, don't Act quickly."

"what?"

"Just do as I say, there are so many doubts."

Frowning, he willfully tugged at the shirt that was neatly buttoned to the neck. Leoza seemed very dissatisfied and surprised by his indecision, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Scratching the messy long hair that was rubbed just now.

...It's not like I suddenly softened my heart.

It just seems that I suddenly feel a little bit reluctant to look at my eyes like a puppy, what should I do! ! !