[Comprehensive] Red hair and Xu are a perfect match!

"You will come to me, as long as you keep following humans, you will come to me..."

Alka grabbed the arm that had been cut by the blade, and stood in mid-air with a sullen face. The cloud of resentment had long since disappeared in his hands, only the words that drifted into the air.

Looking for him?snort.

Alka sneered.

The Grim Reaper, who got the resentment, walked in the sky, and finally had to fall on the ground, leaning against a tree, clutching his belly that was stabbed by Arka, he smiled wryly: "Ah, really, this is very painful. precious clothes..."

'Om~' The knife hanging on his waist trembled slightly, he stretched out his unstained hand, touched the handle of the knife, smiled, and his eyes became softer: "I'm fine, don't worry. "

'Om~'

"Ah, I see, there will never be a next time."

The voice of the god of death was very soft, and he was comforting and trembling, like a knife protesting, but his eyes looked into the distance, and there was a hint of darkness in his eyes, and he said to himself: "She must come back to me, she must come back Yes, when the time comes..."

The god of death lowered his head and looked softly at the knife on his waist: "How about we sit in the moonlight, drinking and reciting poems? I remember you said that you like Chundao, and we will go there to play together..."

'Om, oom~'

"Ah, ah, I see, I won't do it next time."

"Hahaha yes, I still remember the picture of you standing under the shade of a tree and looking at me in horror..."

"But...it's great to meet you, my love."

The god of death staggered a little, clutching his abdomen with a hole in it, he chatted with the buzzing knife on his waist without changing his expression, his expression was so gentle.

He touched the handle of the knife lightly, and finally stopped. Under the sun, with his eyes closed, he seemed to be talking to the knife, but also to himself: "Hurry up, wait a little longer..."

"Alka!"

As soon as Alka hit the ground, Bucky and Nicholas ran forward, worry and panic on their faces.

"Hey! Alka, your hand... old man Hua, come quickly!"

After seeing the bleeding hand, Bucky turned his head in panic and shouted at Kurokas.

"Small wound." Alka said not very concerned about the wound.

"Whether it's small or big, it's an injury!" As a weak chicken, Nickles knew that the wound would end up with inflammation and fever if he didn't treat it well.

"This kid is right. Well, the wound is a bit deep and needs to be stitched up." Kulocas walked over, lowered his head, and carefully looked at Alka's arm. He made a preliminary judgment, then straightened his back, Said to Alka: "Anyway, come with me."

"…what."

Arka followed behind Kurokas, his eyes narrowed slightly, and when he passed by Shanks, he raised his eyes slightly and glanced at him.

Shanks blinked, looking at the fluttering brown hair.

Then he woke up and turned around, looking towards Alka, still looking from the back, still not looking back.

He gritted his teeth, and finally thought angrily, since, since this is the case...

Kulocas was highly skilled, and he stitched up the wound that cut through his entire arm in a short while.

"Don't touch the water in the near future. If there is anything wrong, call your red hair."

"Mine?" Alka raised her head, she didn't pay attention to the wound, but turned her attention to other places.

"Ah, it's not yours. Could it be someone else's?"

Kulocas put down the things in his hands and rolled his eyes. Everyone on the ship knew that these two brats were giving out dog food unscrupulously.

Because... they are all singles (smile).

"other people…?"

Alka lowered her eyes and whispered Kulocas's words, she suddenly became irritable.

And Kurokas, who saw her emotions in his eyes, took tweezers, picked up the cotton, lightly dipped some medicine, and slowly applied it to her wound.

"That kid doesn't seem to be playful, but if you don't reply, you will be disappointed sooner or later, and will be snatched away by other guys."

"Snatch?"

Alka blinked, and she looked up at Kurokas, her gray-blue eyes were a little confused.

Snatched by others?Someone else's red hair?

When Alka was thinking about this question, the red hair they were chanting came.

"Uncle Hua, I brought the bandage you asked for."

When the red-haired Shanks was talking outside, he stepped into the house, and the first thing he saw was Alka. Seeing that the wound had been healed, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then turned to Kurokas .

"I said, you guys don't follow Alka's example and call me Uncle Hua."

"Eh? Why not?"

Kulocas packed up his things, closed the lid, stretched out his hand, knocked Shanks on the head, and said bitterly, "This is the privilege of girls."

Then he stood up, took his medical kit, and said to Shanks: "I have to go to see other people, you can tie Alka, by the way, don't get wet on the wound these days."

Before Kulocas left, he didn't forget to say it again, he really didn't believe Alka would listen to this.

"Ah, oh, I see."

After Kurokas left, there were only the two of them in the house.

Shanks looked at Alka who had no emotion on his face, frowned, and finally let go, sitting on the chair before Kurokas, holding a bandage in his hand, tearing it open, and holding Alka The injured hand.

Seeing the stitched wound, his eyes flickered slightly.

"That one, the captain and the others have already gone to catch it."

"Ah."

Alka responded, indicating that he knew.

Then they were silent, this was the first time, Shanks, who could not stop being in her ears, shut up and said nothing more.

will be snatched away by others...

Alka's pupils shrank sharply, and he grabbed Shanks' wrist with his backhand.

Shanks, who was about to bandage her, was taken aback for a moment. He looked up and saw a fried-haired beast whose territory had been violated.

"Arka?"

He hesitated for a moment, and then called out softly.

Shanks shouted all over the body, making Alka come back to her senses, she retracted her hand as if she had been shocked by electricity, but was caught by Shanks halfway.

"What's wrong with you today? It looks weird."

"...It's weird here." Alka was silent for a while, she stretched out her hand, pointing to her chest, she said frankly.

"Huh? This, here? Heart, heart?" Shanks widened his eyes, he was a little surprised, then stood up abruptly: "Heart, that's a big problem, I'll go find Uncle Hua..."

He was grabbed by Alka before he stepped out.

Shanks is standing and Arka is sitting.

One looking down, one looking up.

"bend over."

"But Arka, you..."

Shanks refuses to do this because he feels that Alka needs the doctor more now.

But it was useless for him to refuse, because Alka stood up, and under Shanks' gaze, the head moved closer and finally pressed against his chest.

Huh?Huh?Huh! ! !

Shanks, who was thrown into Arka's arms for the first time, froze.

He didn't know where to put his hands.

Arka's ear was pressed against Shanks' chest, so she heard her heart beating faster and faster.

'Boom, boom...'

"Ah, Alka..."

Shanks stammered quite naturally, he wanted to push away, but... you know.

With a beauty in my arms, I still care about it, and it would be an idiot to push it away.

But, but she, she just said that she has a chest discomfort, she must, must go to Uncle Hua!

Just when Shanks was determined to push Alka away, she backed away.

Shanks: He, he qaq...

"Shanks." Alka looked up, looked at the boy who was taller than her, under his gaze, stretched out his hand, wrapped his fingers around the soft red hair, and lowered his head with his hand.

Ears and cheeks stuck to Arka's chest like this...

chest...

chest...

Shanks' nose was a little itchy, and his ears couldn't help turning red because... well, so soft.

"Shanks, did you hear anything?"

It was Alka's voice next to his ear, and it was only then that Shanks noticed problems other than softness.

He put his ear on Alka's chest, and his face became more and more serious. He said in a low voice, "There is no heartbeat..."

'...'

Arka narrowed his eyes, looking at the red head on his chest.

She is false.

Alka sighed, feeling a strange emotion in his heart.

She suddenly thought of what the god of death said, and her drooping pupils gleamed darkly.

Three years later, in the 1500th year of the lunar calendar, a certain island welcomed the first visitor, and the owner here stood in front of the house and greeted him with a smile, as if he had known it for a long time:

"I said you would come."

"Tsk, stop talking nonsense, how did you become—a human?" [Exclusive release]

Fate is always so strange and ridiculous. Back then, she confidently thought that she would not find the god of death, but she found her after a few years.

That year Roger, the One Piece, died, and the three-person gang disbanded.

Too many things gathered in that year, such as sadness, pain, disappointment and so on.

No one knows when the next meeting will be.