[One Piece] The White Wolf of the Red Foss

There were many people at the banquet at night, including the villagers of the entire island and Shanks, and they could see the flames rising into the sky from a long distance away, noisy and enthusiastic.

Akales couldn't drink and didn't eat much, so he took the initiative to go back to the boat to watch the night.

The watchtower of the mast was a circle with a diameter of two meters. The last guard was Auston, and his thin blanket was still left on it.

Yakales picked up the blanket, hung it on one side of the observation deck, and sat down.

The wind blew his cheeks, covering his soft white hair in front of him, and Akales patted his forehead with a look of annoyance in his eyes.

To be honest, he didn't cry once in the original world, but here, especially when he was with Shanks, he couldn't control it at all.

"It's too embarrassing..." He warned softly to himself, "Don't push yourself too far, Akales."

Once or twice is okay, but Shanks is definitely not the kind of person who likes to watch others cry.

He has his own dreams and persistence, and will not be swayed by anyone. Such a person... such a captain absolutely does not need a waste who can only cry.

Yakales touched his left arm with his right hand, and unconsciously groped for the middle of the forearm. If he touched it carefully, there would be a slightly harder thing.

The gem of space is placed here by him, and all his belongings in the past are in it. For him who has no fixed place, touching it here will give him a sense of peace of mind.

Tonight's moon is extraordinarily round, eclipsed by the nearby stars, and the silvery white light is scattered, as if covering the sea with a layer of silver veil.

The white wolf is more suitable for such an environment. The white hair is illuminated by the moonlight, and it seems to be shining, and a few strands of hair hang down on the smooth and white forehead.

Half of her snow-white and beautiful face was in the shadow of the mast, half of it was reflected in the moonlight, and a little silvery light fell on the tip of her delicate nose. Although she had no expression, the beautiful person was still in a daze.

It's a pity that no one can see the scenery here, and the fire in the center of the island is a little brighter. Akales' ears are easy to use, but he can only hear the faint cheerful singing.

He has also heard this song, it is "Binks' Wine" that pirates often sing

[Let's sing a song, the song of sailing

Gold waves and silver waves also turned into water splashes]

It seemed that the villagers met such an easy-going and cheerful pirate for the first time, and all of them came forward to toast out of curiosity and gratitude.

Shanks never refused to come, he mingled with the people next to him with a bright smile, and the sound of wine glasses colliding one after another was like a symphony.

[We go only because the ocean

Bring Binks' wine to your side]

He drank the rum in the glass in two or three sips, and he didn't know how many glasses or dozens of glasses it was tonight.

People who can become pirates seem to be born with a stomach connected to another time and space. Shanks has a good capacity for alcohol, but the continuous drinking also makes him a little confused.

On the other side, Auston, who was already drunk, was clasping each other's shoulders with Grella, muttering and singing "Binks' Wine", which was seriously out of tune.

[We pirates split the waves

Pillowing on the waves, the house is on the boat]

Lagi was sitting next to the cook in charge of the barbecue. The speed of the other's barbecue was obviously much slower than that of Lagi's eating meat, and he was sweating profusely adding firewood to the grill.

Beckman... This guy will not get himself drunk unless necessary. He prefers to take advantage of this opportunity when everyone relaxes his vigilance to ask for information and clues that he cares about or needs to know.

So he drank, in Shanks' view, slowly.

The red-haired captain's black eyes scanned the positions of the crew members present, picked up the wine glass that had been filled at some time, and drank again.

Um...Yaka said that he should go back to the ship.

The wooden wine glass blocked his face and his clear, undrunk eyes.

[Skull Sail and Skull Flag Flying in the Wind

Under the boundless sky the wind is raging

The waves dance and the drums burst out...]

What kind of surging and unforgettable adventures did you experience to make such a song?

Yakales took a deep breath, and quickly jumped from the watchtower to the deck. He will set off tomorrow, so he should clean up the boat tonight while they are not around.

Akales, who was originally a combatant, but also took care of the cook and cleaning work on a daily basis, was able to do it very quickly.

He sprinkled the cleaning agent on the deck, and then used his ability. It was too troublesome to use manpower to clean it, and he had to use his brain for everything.

□□The controlled seawater washed all the places, and was thrown back into the sea mercilessly after being cleaned.

The ability is convenient. Akales looked at the deck, which was so clean that it glowed at night, and suddenly fell into deep thought, um... shouldn't this be his attack ability?Why is it now a life skill!

He is obviously... He used to be a person who made people afraid when he heard it, but now he is holding a mop in his left hand and cleaning agent in his right. Why on earth...

"Yaka!!" Shanks yelled after a long distance. He was holding something in his hand, but he didn't run towards the boat, but ran directly into the sea.

Akales was a little surprised. He put down the things in his hand, walked to the side of the boat, and looked at Shanks who was soaking in sea water below.

Shanks waved his hand, threw the things in his hand to Akales, and then he said with a smile: "Yakas~ I brought you something to eat."

Akales didn't look at what it was, but said to Shanks: "Shanks...you come up first."

"I'll have a drink again~" Shanks said with a smile, "I drank a lot of wine tonight, it must have a taste."

Akales lost his voice in an instant. He looked at Shanks who was soaked in the sea with only one head exposed, and suddenly felt relieved.

After a while, Shanks climbed up with the patterns on the boat. The blue crystal on his chest shone beautifully in the night. As soon as he came out of the water, he felt light all over his body.

The water on his body fell away in an instant, and his movements accelerated a lot. When he was approaching the edge of the boat, a hand was stretched out towards him.

Shanks clenched that hand—it was slightly cold, but soft and white, with slender joints, like white jade tofu, and even the fingertips had a beautiful color.

He couldn't help but clenched it a little more, always feeling that a little force would crush that hand, thinking so, Shanks quickened the movement of his feet, and soon stood on the deck.

Letting go, Akales handed the bag of food to Shanks, "Eat, I'm full."

"You're not full!" Shanks took out a meat skewer from the bag involuntarily, they were well protected, even the sauce was still on it when they were taken out.

Shanks held the meat skewer in one hand and handed it to Akales' mouth, and covered Akales' chin with the other hand, and enthusiastically recommended: "Try it~ I managed to snatch it from Lackey. came."

Akales opened his mouth, and finally wanted to take the meat skewers, but Shanks avoided his hand and said with a bright smile, "Just eat like this."

His black eyes looked at Akales, the white wolf lowered his head slightly, his white hair slipped to one side, and he opened his mouth to bite off a piece of meat. He used to eat very politely, but this was the first time he took such a big bite.

The meat puffed up half of his cheeks. He was obviously a wolf, but he ate like a hamster.

The sauce on the corner of his mouth was wiped off with his hand. Akales chewed the meat, and gave Shanks an unnatural look. The captain's eyes were shining, and he couldn't ignore them even if he wanted to.

Shanks smiled and asked, "Isn't it delicious?"

Akales nodded slightly.

Shanks said again: "I took a lot of effort to snatch it from Lackey."

He shook the meat skewer in his hand, motioning for Akales to take a second bite, and the white wolf obediently bowed his head and ate another piece.

He continued contentedly: "You have to know, you will save a lot of blood for yourself in the future..."

After thinking about it, Shanks changed his mind and said, "Even if you don't have blood, you should eat more! You are too thin, you should get fatter!"

"...But I'm really full." Akales blinked, and when Shanks frowned and wanted to say something, he smiled lightly.

Shanks has always been able to understand the reason why Akales' reward order will be bought at a high price and out of stock. Akales is so good-looking, just a smile made him swallow back all the truths he was already full of.

"The last time... I will work hard to eat tomorrow." Shanks compromised.

"Okay." Yakales nodded and obediently agreed.

In the end, what Shanks brought was eaten by Shanks himself, and he was lying on the captain's special seat - the red dragon head.

Akales was sitting next to him, his tail was just pressed against Shanks' arm, fluffy, sweeping left and right on his arm, he should be in a good mood.

Shanks felt itchy, but he still didn't withdraw his arm. He restrained himself and remembered the agreement between the two, no matter how much he wanted to touch, he didn't move.

It must be very soft... He felt itchy in his heart, looked over the tail and looked at Yakales' back, and said, "Our next goal is to find a cook who can make Yakas eat a lot~"

"It's good that you like it." Akales glanced at him, "I will try my best to eat."

"I like... a cook who can eat a lot of Yaka!" Shanks was very obsessed with this condition.

"..." Yakales sighed, not knowing what else to say, he just hoped that such a cook really existed in the world.