captain migraine

The answer to McGarr was another slap on the forehead—since the back of his head was slashed open, and his ass was also slapped, and frequent unlucky ones became his only intact forehead.Under the walrus man's dissatisfied gaze, Caesar turned his head to look at Reike, and said in a word: "What else is there?"

Lake flinched, subconsciously wanting to run away, but he was still young after all, he flinched a bit, and finally stood firm: "Can you lend me that compass?"

...Is this the rhythm of playing desperately?McGarl was stunned, thinking that mentally handicapped children are so much fun, is there any special pain, so he suddenly sympathized with Lake for no reason (...).

"If you don't lend it to me, I'll 'accidentally' tell everyone at breakfast time tomorrow that McGarl is lying on your sofa with his butt naked." Lake snapped his fingers and went all out, "What do you think everyone will think? ...Let me tell you, Captain, don't say I'm unkind, there are already rumors on this ship that your relationship with McGaller is not right..."

McGall: "Huh? I think I'm pretty low-key."

Caesar frowned and said nothing.

"There is no need to have psychological pressure," the red-haired mate curled his lips, "Actually, everyone is quite... happy to hear about it."

"..." Happy to hear and see?I have never been serious about dating, okay, talk (gao)!Love (an)!Love (lian)!

I am the mentally handicapped child who has a lot of fun. If I sympathize with you, I am sick. Take the broken box and get rid of it so I can leave.Following a parabola, the compass in McGarr's hand was thrown towards Rek, who happily took the compass and gave McGarl a wink, and the black-haired young man gave him a big white eye without hesitation.

"You're so bored that you need to use a compass to determine what you want, Rick?" The captain who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke out when the red-haired mate was fiddling with the compass, and said sharply, "Is it the recent days? Is it too empty?"

"There will always be periods of hesitation in life, boss." Lake muttered, the small wooden box was opened and closed in his hands, but the pointer never moved.

Caesar sneered, but said nothing, and let him go.

In the end, the compass seemed to be dead in Lake’s hands, and it remained motionless. After playing with it for more than ten minutes, Lake was disappointed and threw the wooden box back to Caesar listlessly. The latter opened his hand, He caught it calmly and steadily.The red-haired mate glanced at him, and seemed to have something to say, but then he glanced at McGarr, who was lying on the sofa and staring at him with black eyes. In the end, he sighed without saying anything ,gone.

The door to the captain's lounge was closed with a slight "bang".

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"To be honest, I hate people playing 'hesitating to speak' the most, and 'hesitating to speak' is fine, and it will be added to the crime of sighing." McGarr said, couldn't help stretching out his hand and thinking Going to scratch his back, he was grabbed by the wrist by the man sitting by the sofa. Comrade Walrus was stunned, "What are you doing~~~~~"

The black-haired young man peed in fright. He watched the cold, noble, handsome and noble face of the captain slowly come closer, and then the very cute (not) puffed cheeks slightly, and blew on his back.

The feeling of ecstasy made McGarr excited from the top of the sky to the center of the soles of the feet.

"Is it better?" Amidst McGarr's shock, the man remained unshakable and calm.

McGarl thought for a while, then said brazenly and sincerely: "It's more itchy, let's do it again."

Glancing at McGarr, the captain reluctantly approached and blew again.

McGall: "Uh~ woo~ woo~ woo~"

Caesar: "What's the name of the ghost?"

McGarr: "It's nothing, I just suddenly feel that lying here is very worthwhile. I really want to lie here for another 500 years-ah! Why are you hitting me!"

……

In the next few days, McGarl lay obediently in Caesar's captain's lounge for a few days.During this period of time, I don't know if Caesar used some perverted means to forcefully suppress the scandal behind his back. From the crowd passing by, he really didn't hear those idle bastards calling him and The captain came to have fun - amazingly, his tough-guy behavior on deck that day earned him a lot of brain-dead fans.

Pirate A: "You were beaten by the captain himself and you survived!"

McGall: "Oh yeah yeah =__, =."

Pirate B: "You were drawn by the captain himself, but you didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, man, I underestimated you!"

McGall: "Oh yeah yeah =__, =."

Pirate C: "Being whipped by the captain himself, you have no incontinence. I want to learn from you. Here is an apple that has no nails inserted!"

McGall: "Oh yeah yeah =__, =."

Caesar: "What are you proud of, I have already said, I let the water go."

McGarl: "Hey, long live the captain."

……

On the seventh day, Bakir and Caesar's prophecy came true, and McGarr was finally able to twist his waist and rub his hands on the ground with his own strength.When the morning meeting was over and the door of the captain's lounge was pushed open, Caesar first saw a certain walrus man lying on his carpet with large letters in the shape of a corpse—to be honest, the calm captain was taken aback .

He even thought about it carefully, whether there was a huge turbulence or a huge wave on the boat this morning, enough to throw the person who was lying on the sofa when he left——After thinking for three seconds, the captain came to the conclusion Yes: Today is sunny and sunny.

Leaning lazily against the door with arms crossed, the captain asked blankly, "What are you doing?"

The back muscles of the person lying on the ground stiffened, and then he said dryly without looking back, "Exercise."

Caesar sneered: "Exercising on the floor?"

"To tell you the truth, this is the tenth lap I've climbed today. I'm tired from climbing now, why don't I take a rest?"

Too lazy to talk nonsense with him, the man frowned, walked forward and bent over, and effortlessly pulled the person on the ground up and threw them back on the sofa: "Don't move around until the wound is healed, I'm not in the mood to take care of you for another seven days, just look at it." An eyesore."

McGarr was thrown back on the couch, completely insane.When he turned around, he saw the man looking at him with doggy eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. The two of them stared at each other for a while, but in the end McGarr couldn't hold back anymore. He brushed his hair irritably, The sticky touch in his hand made him even more irritable——

"My wound is almost healed. Boss, I beg you to take a bath. I beg you to take a bath. Hurry up and give me a hot bath."

"I thought it would make you happy that I personally waited on you to wipe your body every day." Sitting back on the armchair behind the desk, the man said lightly, "It's really sad, so it's just acting."

"At this moment, let's separate the body and the mind." McGarr wiped his face, "I enjoy your rough hands touching my fair skin. My heart is true; I want to wash it with clean water My fair-skinned heart is bleeding from his mother's sincerity."

"..." The captain restrained his laughter, feeling disgusted enough.

"So let me take a shower."

"Back then, when you couldn't speak the language and couldn't understand anything, you looked much cuter than now."

"Whatever! Let me take a shower!"

……

After 15 minutes, McGarr soaked in the large wooden barrel of the captain's bathroom, hot water.

After he used up half of the animal cream soap in his hand, he could finally knead some delicate bubbles from his head.Someone poured it down with a wooden spoon on top of his head. His black hair was jet-black and shiny, hanging down limply, sticking to the young man's slightly thinned cheeks after several days of tossing.

"Why should I serve you here?"

Holding a wooden spoon with his sleeves rolled up and a cigarette dangling from his mouth, the man squinted his eyes and asked vaguely.

"Because I was injured at work," McGarr lay on the side of the barrel, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the wound on his back—most of the scars had fallen off, and now there were only strips left on the once potholed ground. The raised feeling was like pink centipedes crawling on his back, "My back is disfigured, big dog."

There was another splash, and a full spoonful of water fell on the walruser's back.The man held the wooden spoon in one hand, took a deep breath while pinching the butt of the cigarette with the other hand, and gave a casual thank you. He reached out to take the soap in McGarr's hand and rubbed it on his back messily.

McGarr: "My back is disfigured!"

Caesar: "What nonsense, I've never seen it before... Tsk, you're so dirty, it's like being fished out of a sewer."

McGarr: "From my dirtyness, it can basically reflect how perfunctory your usual body-wiping work is."

"...less nonsense."

He took a towel and threw it on McGarr's face. The captain said with disgust, "Wipe your face."

After finishing speaking, as if he was completely impatient to wait, he simply grabbed the towel and rubbed it on McGarr's face indiscriminately - ignoring the force that was so big that it could almost twist a person's nose, this action was barely sweet.

"Actually, you are quite sincere in wanting to take care of others, Captain." Soaked in the wooden barrel, McGarr said with a smile.

"Ah, I once had a monkey," said Caesar, "and I took care of it myself."

"monkey?"

"Well, that rubbish Lake said, having a pet is more like a pirate captain."

Yo, do you still like small animals?Well loving.

"Oh——" McGarr continued to smile, "What about the monkey?"

"died."

The smile on Walrus's face froze: "...what?"

"Dead." The man said blankly, "During the sea battle, I didn't watch the jail, ran to the Leosa boat, and was shot in the head by that lunatic."

McGall: "..."

Caesar paused, as if he suddenly remembered something.Then, under the speechless eyes of the black-haired young man, he lowered his head and said very seriously: "Can I expect your IQ to be a little higher than that of a monkey?"

McGall: "...what do you want to say?"

"You don't die that easily, do you?"

"..."

"If you want to die, don't let me die under the gun of that red-haired dwarf."

"..."

"Live well, don't die without my approval."

"..."

"Huh? Remember to be obedient, or I will give you a whip."

"..."

At this moment, McGarl really wanted to tell Big Dog sincerely that he and Leoza might really be real brothers who paid [-] gold coins on the spot for "pervert" and "lunatic".