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

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Then the stupid author went to take a shower and went to bed. I haven’t had a good rest recently_(:з」∠)_

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The rough old man and the silly girl took Alka and the others to sign up. Along the way, the rate of return has increased a lot, but the culprit, Alka, is not used to it. She thinks that clothes such as pants and shirts are the most comfortable and the most comfortable. It's suitable, because...it's easy to fight, not the current state, where you can't hold your feet even if you are fat!

This is the distress of girls who have never worn this kind of clothes and have zero experience.

Similarly, Shanks on one side is also very distressed, because Alka is already good-looking, but now she is dressed up...

What to see! !It belongs to his family! !

Shanks was like an old rooster defending sovereignty all the way, with his whole body frizzed, driving away the man who looked straight at him without thinking. In his eyes, as long as he is a man, he has no thought!Just as he thought about it, he saw the silly girl in front of her hooking Alka's arm, her face almost touching her chest.

Shanks: ...Sure enough, both male and female have to be guarded ('Δ')!

When he came to the registration point, Shanks blinked his sour eyes, and in a blink of an eye, a golden pineapple appeared in front of him like a sci-fi.

Golden pineapple...?A little familiar.

"Marco?" Shanks called the pineapple head in front of him uncertainly.

"Ah, who is it..." When the filial son Marco heard someone calling his name, he subconsciously turned his head and looked over, and at the same time responded in his mouth. Then he saw Alka wearing a cheongsam with long white legs. He already had dead eyes, but after seeing it, his eyes became even more dead. He stared at Alka, and Alka stared at him. When he opened his mouth, his words overlapped with Alka's.

"Fat bird?"

"Fat chicken?"

'Papa' Upon hearing this nickname, which they hadn't heard for many years, a tic-tac-toe appeared on the back of their heads.

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for a few years. You are still the same. It seems that White Beard is not going well. Otherwise, after so many years, I haven't grown any hair at all. Tsk tsk, the hairline is really high risk." Many years ago, for the sake of fairness, this guy also He gave Alka a nickname, just changed the word, but it sounded particularly uncomfortable, so Alka turned on the taunt button, in order to respond to the dead fish eye in front of him.

Alka's series of words gave Marco a few more tic tac toes on the back of his head.

"You're overthinking, Dad, everything is going well..." Marcotte ignored some words, but unfortunately they were useless, and before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Alka.

"Oh, then why hasn't your hair grown for so many years?"

"..."

Hold back!This is a girl, the girl my dad always wanted to poach. Marco took a deep breath and said, "I have regular pruning."

"Hiding up the fact that your hairline is at risk?"

Marko: Sure enough, they were wrong at the beginning...

"Yo, Marco, long time no see." Shanks stretched out his hand to say hello, he didn't seem to notice the gloomy aura on the other party's body at all, he leaned close to Alka with a smile, and put the silly boy who was sticking to her The girl squeezed away, stretched out her hand to hook Alka's waist, and the two of them stood together, which seemed a little out of harmony.

One is cold and the other is silly.

If Shanks knew, he would probably speak for Alka, for example, Alka is not cold at all on the bed, but if Alka heard it, it would end badly (smile).

"Shanks..." Marco still remembered one of the guys who used to clamor for changing the color of his father's beard. He scanned around, but unfortunately didn't see another person, so he asked lazily: " Where's the red nose? Dead?"

This statement is a little underwhelming, but it's not too much. After all, the pirate industry still has a high degree of risk, but even if other people die, it won't be the luck of the red-nosed Bucky.

"Haha Bucky is the luckiest of the three of us, that guy is probably living a chic life somewhere." Shanks has seen Bucky's good luck, so he is not worried at all. explain.

So somewhere, wearing a hat and a red nose with strange makeup on his face sneezed, as if he was muttering something, but unfortunately, it was blown away by the sea breeze quickly, he probably didn't expect that the sneeze was being whispered of.

"That's really good." I don't know if Marco is sincere or casual, but it doesn't matter.

"Haha, yes, but speaking of which, you are also here to ask for wine?" Shanks said with a smile. The dead fish eyes didn't change at all, but Marco, who was stared at by this gaze, felt a little serious in his heart, although he didn't show it on the surface.

He thought it would be a very serious topic, but Marco guessed wrong, he didn't keep up with Shanks' strange brain circuit from the beginning.

"Marco...you haven't changed at all these years. Did you eat something that nourishes your face? Well, it doesn't feel like it." Shanks stared at Marco carefully, but unfortunately he didn't see it. What, he said disappointedly: "How do you think it's the same as back then? Back then I almost called you uncle."

It's not an uncle's, but it looks like an uncle Marco: ... Sure enough, he has a grudge against this group of people! !In this regard, he is turning a corner and scolding him for being old!

"Hehe, Shanks, you have been quite active these years. Dad has told us many times that we should never show mercy when we meet you." So, be careful that I will kill you!Marco said with a blank face, the dark atmosphere drifted out without money.

"Ah, that's really great! Speaking of which, we haven't played a match for several years. Why, do you want to make an appointment?" Shanks climbed up the pole, rubbing his hands, looking very itchy , this appearance made Marco on the opposite side twitch his mouth.

He couldn't hold back, and said, "Shanks, I haven't seen you in a few years...you have a thicker skin."

This sentence expressed Alka's heartfelt feelings, but it was aimed at outsiders, so she was very happy to watch the other party's aggrieved look, because the target was Marco, a dead fish eye.

"Thanks for the compliment."

Shanks scratched his head in embarrassment.

Marko: ...It's shameless.

"Marco! The registration is ready... Hey, who is this?" A man with a combed haircut and wearing a white shirt and white pants came over, holding a sign in his hand, waved it, glanced, and saw the man wearing The beautiful girl in the cheongsam, her eyes lit up immediately, leaned over, stretched out her hand to say hello, "Hello, girl, my name is Saqi, and I'm the head chef on the white beard boat, heck, I'm currently single, is she interested in coming here..."

Sachs was blushing and twisted, but before he finished speaking, Shanks stabbed him with a knife.

"Fuck!" The knife made Sachs tremble in fright, almost biting his own tongue, but fortunately he dodged it. After dodging, he looked gloomy at the owner of the knife, the familiar red hair: " Hey! What do you mean red hair?"

"What do you mean?" Shanks listened, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled, but his eyes were cold.

Marco on the one side couldn't help raising his hand to cover his face, and sighed, he could already foresee what the situation would be like, according to the attitude of Shanks, a fat chicken with red hair...

Sage is going to be out of luck.

"I'm his boyfriend, what do you mean by me?"

"Ha, is the famous flower already in possession?"

Sachs stunned and staggered a few steps, clutching his heart, looking unbelievable and heartbroken, and stammered: "My, my first love, the flower that hasn't bloomed yet, just, just withered... ..."

Alka, who was just watching like this: ... what the hell.

Marco on the side couldn't help but stabbing his companion with a knife: "Isn't your first love the one with pink hair?"

Arka Shanks: →→

Fortunately, however, this topic was quickly interrupted by external factors.

"Cough, cough, missing person notice missing person notice—"

The broadcast in the hall suddenly rang.

"Registration hall, hall, looking for a man with red hair, a Western sword, and a beautiful girl by his side, um, a pirate."

All of the above seem to point to Shanks, um, red hair, Western sword, and a fake soft girl, and then the broadcast continues to read, that is, to convey someone's words.

"I already know why you came here. In one sentence: if you don't win the idiot son of the Whitebeard family, give me the mellow one. Go back there."

Shanks: That said...

Marco Sage: How bad is it to see them...

Alka: Interesting...

So the two had a tacit understanding that this game was very good, and they couldn't let it go if they could cope with each other. They turned their heads and looked at Marco and their eyes with a glint.

Marco: ...He has a bad feeling.

"In this case, let's see you at the game." Marco, who has already signed up, sighed. It is well known that old alcoholics don't want to see them, but they don't want to see them. Hopping around watching them carry the wine back to the boat, only this time...

Marco, who is not stupid, knows that this time is much more difficult than the previous few times.

He pulled Sage by the collar, thought of countermeasures, and dragged them away together.

Leaving aside the red hair, Alka alone gave him a headache. He had seen that strength back then.

The old alcoholic who protects his shortcomings will definitely kick them out!By the time……

Marco already thought of going back to the boat empty-handed, and then his father asked seriously, and then copied the guy to find the old drunk...

No, no, this picture is a little childish, they are not real brats! !

Therefore, Marco is more inclined to be more harmonious in the questions given by the old alcoholic this time.

Needless to say, the topic this time is really quite harmonious, so harmonious that Marco never wants to come again!

On the other side, Shanks and the others were warmly blessed. It seems that under the subconscious teaching of the old alcoholic senior, the whole island does not like white beards, so Shanks asked the reason curiously, and the reason he got was this:

"Of course it's the island owner who doesn't like them - once Whitebeard comes, our betting becomes meaningless! Every time they win! The game is unplayable at all, but don't worry, I'll bet you this time , but...if you don’t win, use the sentence just now—where does the mellow come from, and where does it go.”

"Hahaha, let's try our best." A drop of sweat came out of Shanks' forehead. After all, he just couldn't play bets. After filling out the registration booklet, he got a booklet of attention and local tourist attractions. Shanks flipped through it casually ,Discover……

"Alka! Let's go on a date!!"

Shanks turned his head and stared at the girl who was focusing on the manual with sparkling eyes. The voice was not low at all, so a bunch of people looked over.

Alka: ...

"Alright." Alka thought for a while, and agreed, it was rare for them to hang out together.

"Yosie! Then let's go here first, and then go here..." Shanks pointed to the tourist places in the brochure, and couldn't wait to drag Alka to these places.

"Wait, wait, sister Alka..."

"If you follow up silly at this time, you will really be beaten! Really!"

As soon as the silly girl saw the perfect hanger in her mind...ah, no, it was the goddess who was dragged away by the red monster, unwilling to be lonely, and wanted to chase after her, but was held back by the rough men. No matter how noisy the silly girl is, she just won't let the other party follow.

Follow this, it's not bad.

The rough old man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand.

Shanks, who was walking all the way, miraculously received a warm welcome from the townspeople, and gave him some snacks, such as ice cream...

Alka looked at the ice cream in her hand, she didn't like to eat it very much, because...it was too cold←_←Well, that was the reason.

"Well, don't you like it? Alka." Shanks, who forgot his memory, couldn't remember that Alka didn't like ice cream. He foolishly chose the strawberry flavored and pink ice cream that most girls like. , especially tempting in the sun, but!

Shanks, who accidentally looked elsewhere, felt that Alka's lips seemed tastier...

"Wow, mom, this red-haired sorghum hit his head against a tree!!" The little loli passing by was surprised and pointed at Shanks who hit his head against a tree.

Shanks: ...he's only in his early twenties!How is it like sorghum! ! ?

With a mouthful of blood in his mouth, he just barely spit it out, which made him lose his mind to listen.

"Hey, Shushu, do you want some ice cream to calm your shock?"

Fenfen's ice cream appeared in front of Shanks' eyes, and he was attacked a lot. Now that someone deliberately called this, it's even more...

Shanks QAQ: Ah, Arka...

"Ah, I'm just kidding you, don't cry, don't cry." Alka patted Shanks' head and rubbed it incidentally. She leaned down, approached his ear, and whispered, "Even if it's a sorghum, it's also Also great sorghum, in every way."

"..."

Shanks didn’t know what to do with the yellow accent, because, because…

Shanks took the ice cream and gave up taking a bite. Because of the big mouthful, he was embarrassed. At this moment, Arka stretched out his hand and clasped his face with a snap, forcing him to let it go. He turned his head, stood on tiptoe, and kissed her...

"Mom, mom, what do you see that Shushu and that sister are doing?"

"Ah! Don't look!"

Tsk tsk tsk, in broad daylight, really... well done!

"Sure enough, I still don't like ice cream." Alka let go of her hand, stood up, and licked her mouth. The coolness on her tongue made her not very used to it, but she laughed and said to the man whose head was smoking : "It's good to try it once in a while."

Sure enough, just like what Beckman said, the red hair who has lost his memory is really quite pure, and even kisses are downgraded.

but……

Arka, who had been suppressed by Shanks several times, had a rare thought: this amnesia is not bad.

When Shanks arrived at the bar that he had an appointment with his partner, he was lying on the table in a decadent manner. At this moment, he was already a useless red-haired man.

Beckman on the side first asked curiously: "What's the matter? By the way, where is Alka?"

"She was called out by a girl..." Shanks, whose voice was muffled and whose face was buried in his arms, burst into tears, causing Beckman to tremble in fright.

Beckman: ...(￣⊥￣)

He suddenly wanted to run away.

"Beckman, amnesia is not fun at all, QAQ"

"Ah..." It's good to know.

"I don't know what to do with the dirty things, Alka must hate me so much QAQ"

"..." This kind of talk to him! !

Beckman ordered several glasses of wine with a look of despair, and while drinking, his mind wandered, probably not listening to what Shanks said later.

If he listened to it, then he, the deputy captain, really wanted to sharpen his knife and usurp the throne.

Really, how did he fall in love with such a stupid captain?Ah, literally ←_←

On the other end, Alka, who promised the girl to try on clothes for her, began to regret it, because she changed non-stop, and when Alka seriously suspected that she was wrong, she promised the girl to try on clothes for her. of?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh it's so pretty!!"

Putting on a white sling cut-out floral dress, wearing a lace-trimmed light-colored sun hat on her head, and short pointed-heel sandals on her feet, Alka looked at the nympho girl with a blank expression.

She held the camera and said to Alka excitedly, and took pictures from different angles as she said: "Sister Alka, sister Alka, you will be more perfect if you smile!!"

Arka: ...she doesn't want to laugh at all.

"But sister Alka is more suitable for making clothes, especially—" the silly girl put away the camera, leaned forward, and whispered to Alka: "Abstinence."

Arka, who is particularly abstinent: ...but she doesn't have this attribute in bed (smiles).

Fortunately, the silly girl still knows how to restrain herself, and she didn't keep throwing her clothes over, otherwise Alka couldn't hold back...cough.

"Thank you so much, Elder Sister Alka! I will definitely become the most famous fashion designer in the world!!" The silly girl's dream is not impossible. The love of the things you love, so...

"At that time, I will definitely design more beautiful clothes for Sister Alka than now!"

...Very well, the issue of future clothes is settled.

This ↑ really makes people wonder how to say it.

"Oh, Miss Alka, your boyfriend is here to pick you up." The rough old man poked his head out from the door and said to the two ladies in the room.

"Ah! Is it so late?" The silly girl turned her head and looked at the clock behind her. The time that was about to be 12 o'clock in the morning frightened the girl. She just packed up the clothes on the ground and said to Alka: "Sister Alka, I'll see you off!"

"Hey! Red-haired monster! Sister Alka will leave it to you! If you dare to make bad ideas, hehehe..." The silly girl handed Alka into the hands of the red-haired Shanks, and felt touched He took out his handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, choking with sobs: "I have the sadness of sending the girl I raised to the hands of wild men outside, my child's father!"

As soon as the silly girl said, she immediately jumped into the arms of the rough old man behind and started crying.

Rough old men: ... I don't know why, but there is a kind of honeyed pleasure _(:з"∠)_.

The rough man's face turned red.

Arka Shanks: ...what the hell are they all.

After saying goodbye to the two people who were too deeply involved in the drama, Shanks and Arka walked on the street with many fewer people. The cold wind had just blown, and a cloak was put on her shoulders.

"Late at night, wear more." Shanks took off his cloak, and wrapped her up carefully. Although the clothes are beautiful, the body is more important.

"Ah." Alka rubbed his collar, then moved closer to Shanks, with her chin buried under the collar, she said:

"That's not bad."

"what?"

Shanks didn't understand and asked.

"It's not bad to walk back with you."

"...Ha, don't worry, we'll keep going."

"what."

Arka looked up at the bright moon, and suddenly a black butterfly flapped its wings and flew past her eyelids.

That is……