Shanks likes fancy and warm colors, Akales knows this, just like the other party's hair color, it shows his own sense of existence.

He doesn't object, or even supports Shanks' preferences, but... if these are put on him, forget it.

Thinking of this, he put his hands on the clothes, regretting that he immediately put on the clothes Shanks handed over. It was easy to take off the clothes, but he didn't continue.

Shanks leaned in front of him, his dark eyebrows and eyes clearly reflected his shadow, the distance between the two of them was very close, so close that when Shanks spoke, all his hot breath sprayed on his face.

"Yaka, don't you like it?" The voice of the captain sounded a little puzzled and disappointed.

"...It's okay." Yakales lowered his gaze, stepped back and distanced himself from Shanks until his calf touched the edge of the watchtower, and he said again: "The island is coming soon."

As expected, Shanks was attracted by the word "island". He no longer looked at Akales, but picked up the binoculars on the side to look at it.

A snow-white island covered by heavy snow will be very dazzling after a long time.

Shanks rubbed his eyes, and shouted to Lackey who was at the helm: "Lacchi, you can't stop at the port, there is a navy~"

Generally, pirates will not have a direct conflict with the navy when they first land on the island, and any pirate with a brain will.

"Find a hidden place." Beckman glanced at Alston who was excitedly shouting "Snow, snow!", with an idiot look in his eyes.

As for?Is it so exciting to see snow for the first time?

After finding a hidden place, everyone got off the boat, seeing a piece of white, not far away is a white town, the white is dazzling, it is really uncomfortable to look at it for a long time.

It was snowing all the time on the island, and the snow was so thick that it covered everyone's calves.

Auston has completely abandoned his character design. He jumped into the snow and rolled a few times excitedly, "It's so soft, so clean, it's real snow!"

"Go to the town first, there must be a goggle seller there." Beckman frowned and said with squinted eyes.

"Let's go!" Shanks and Lackey didn't care about the snow covering their calves, and they rushed straight into the town with great enthusiasm, as if they were in a competition.

Whoever comes first wins—this kind of no-bet outcome, probably only these single-celled guys will take it seriously.

When we came to the town, the snow was much less, and walking on the street was not so strenuous. Shanks, who was running ahead, stopped immediately after seeing the people walking on the road clearly.

The back was hit by Lackey who was too late to brake, and Shanks didn't stand still for a moment, and after sliding forward for a while, he fell face down on the ground.

Before he got up to argue with Lackey, there was a scream accompanied by the sound of something piercing the air, and his head, which had just been raised a little, was buried in the snow again.

"Go to hell! Smelly rascal!!!"

...So, what's going on here? Shanks felt aggrieved, and obediently squatted in the corner with Lackey. He looked at Akales who was standing against the wall.

Akales noticed that his eyes were looking over, Shanks' eyes lit up, and he wanted to say something, but he immediately shut his mouth, because Akales looked away again.

Beckman, Alston, and Gerilla sat on the chairs, and across the table was a dark-haired young woman, holding a delicate leather bag in her hand, which was the one that smashed Shanks.

Just now, Lagi bumped Shanks, and Shanks fell directly in front of the lady by coincidence. The other party thought it was a hooligan, and immediately moved his hand.

Fortunately, Beckman and the others were close at that time, and they immediately quickened their pace when they saw this, so they didn't have to leave when they first landed on the island.

The black-haired woman is also a relatively bold type, otherwise she would not be able to carry her bag and beat someone up. After seeing Beckman's apology while holding Shanks' head, she forgave them.

The main reason is that the captain looked dumbfounded and wronged. Thinking about it, he wasn't that kind of hooligan.

After finding a restaurant, Beckman handed in his wallet and got a private room. When he happened to enter the island, he needed to ask someone for information, so he just asked this person directly.

He sat opposite the woman and watched the woman pick up the cup and take a sip of water. She was obviously absent-minded.

Beckman followed her gaze. Their captain was pulling his straw hat, squatting on the ground, looking pitifully at the white wolf standing aside.

"Yaka..." Shanks finally couldn't help shouting in a low voice, he found that if he just stared at him, Yaka would ignore him at all...

Akales looked at him questioningly.

"When can we go out to play?" Shanks muttered, his eyes only looked at Akales aggrievedly, and he didn't notice the sight cast on him at all.

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