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

【I don't want to let go of my hand because of waiting any longer. 】

Arka lay on the soft bed with his head held high, looking at the ceiling, replaying Shanks' words in his mind, ah, she was held by that kid, it's quite...disgusting! !

Alka turned his head sideways and looked at the wrist placed on the quilt. There was a silver bracelet on it. As he said, it was very simple...

【Compared to bracelets, I would rather be able to present you with exquisite rings made by myself】

"...Tsk."

That guy... the old drunk is such a crow mouth!

"Huh? Is Alka awake?" The closed door was pushed open, and the bright sunlight shone in, and it went out after a while, ah, the door was closed.

Shanks walked in with hot food, 'click', the food was placed on the low table beside the bed, and then sat on the bed, the soft bed trembled for this reason.

"Are you hungry? I have prepared something you like to eat." Shanks sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to help Alka who was sleeping on the bed, stretched out the other hand, picked up the pillow on one side, and put it on the bed. Behind her waist, just to make her lean more comfortably.

This gentle and careful approach only made Alka even more upset.

She raised her eyes, there was a little restlessness in her gray-blue eyes, and she asked, "Is this really okay?"

Shut her in the room, and then claimed that she was unwell and wanted to recuperate.

Is this really good?

"Huh? I think it's not bad, because Alka is here." Shanks said with an unchanged smile. He picked up a side of hot food, held the handle of the spoon, and blowing, his red hair fell down, covered his eyes.

"Shanks, I don't know what you wrote in your voyage diary, but—this way, the ending is just like what I said five years ago, and the relationship between us will be so distorted that we don't even know ourselves .”

The handle of the spoon held by 'Ka Da' lightly bumped against the side of the bowl, and the end holding the food moved to Alka's lips in an instant.

"...That is also based on 'love'." Shanks raised his head, the windows in the room were tightly covered by curtains, and the light in the room was weak and dark.

He spoke word by word, with the gleam in his eyes sticky, he opened his mouth with a light tongue, as if he wanted to smash those words: "I love you, Alka."

and so……

"This is good." Shanks deceived himself, and Alka, who was leaning on the bed, showed a rare sense of weakness. He looked at Alka, leaned forward with the spoon in his hand, and said softly, "This is me. You made it yourself, Alka, how does it taste?"

"...I don't eat human food, Shanks, do you want to lock me up like this for the rest of your life? No, I'm going to say, it's your whole life." Arka tilted his head, avoiding the spoon on his lips, the fragrant Food is the same in her eyes, even if it is made by the person in front of her.

"..." Shanks looked at the spoon in his hand, the faint flame in his heart disappeared, he let go of the spoon, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Alka, covered by the fine strands of hair that had never grown an inch her pale face.

He sat there with the bowl in his hand, and for the first time there was a scene between the two of them who couldn't speak, and couldn't speak.

"...That's pretty good, [I wake up every night, subconsciously looking for you... This feeling is really terrible]."

Shanks lowered his head and looked at the food in his hand that was emitting heat. He didn't remember what happened before, but when he looked at the scrawled words on it, his heart contracted. It was an indescribable loss and sadness.

At that moment, he seemed to have regained his memory, remembering the figure that turned around resolutely in his dream every night, stretched out his hand to grab it, and what he grabbed was only air.

It's just... terrible.

At this moment, both Arka and Shanks have these words in their hearts.

【What if Shanks doesn't have any hope in his heart? 】

The old drunkard's words rang in her ears again, and Arka, who was not looking sideways at Shanks, frowned slightly, she was a little annoyed, and a little... regretful.

As a ghost, she was really scared, afraid that she would become a spirit child and dissipate into the air, while the man waited until...

Full of hope, but finally full of despair.

If so, then cut off hope, without hope, there will be no painful despair... Is she wrong?

Alka clenched the soft quilt under his hand, but because of the bracelet, he couldn't exert force, just like hitting cotton.

"Ha... It's really terrible, was it wrong at the beginning?" After a long silence, it was Alka who finally spoke.

What does it mean! ?

Shanks clenched his hands tightly, the bowl in his hand couldn't bear it, and cracked slightly.

"Arka, what are you talking about..." He lowered his head and asked with a forced smile, no one would see the lowered smile, let alone in this situation.

"Literally." Alka sensed his emotional fluctuations at that moment, but did not explain it, because what she wanted to say was not such a sentence, and it was just behind.

"At first, I thought...that what hope brings after hope is despair, but I forgot that if there is no hope, then what is left is not only despair...and even I myself have never had hope." Alka turned her head. , looking at Shanks sitting on the side of the bed, she glanced at the red hair in the silence in the darkness, her hand holding the quilt loosened, her tense back also relaxed, she leaned on the soft pillow, Looking down at her hands, she said:

"I've been thinking, if you have the hope that you don't even have the possibility to succeed, it's better just like this, watching you play tricks, listening to what you say, enjoying your warmth... well, blindly asking for it... It's really bad, it was wrong in the first place."

Alka's voice sounded in the closed room, and it slowly entered Shanks' ears.

"W-what...?"

Shanks looked up, he looked at Alka, only him.

What exactly... what did Arka want to say?

"I'll just say it once, Shanks, listen carefully." Alka looked at Shanks, she felt that she had to make it clear that the relationship between them, as for shame, she had already thrown it into the trash can up.

"We got each other's first time too much, even so much that we are together, it's not surprising, even I will have such thoughts... So—"

Alka looked at Shanks, those gray-blue eyes sparkled with dazzling brilliance:

"So I want to become a human being and die of old age with you."

Be human, join me... die of old age! ?

Shanks widened his eyes, the cold bowl in his hand finally let out a low cry of pain, it shattered, his hand was full of shards, sticky, he didn't seem to notice, looked at Alka, not confident ask:

"...with me? Become, become human, human?"

"Ah, Shanks, I... love you very much." After saying this, a sharp wind blew past, knocking the unsuspecting Shanks unconscious with a knife, and fell onto the bed with a 'snap' .

"Oops~ What a good time, but I heard something incredible, Xu." A black figure suddenly appeared behind Shanks, saying with a good-natured face.

"Shut up." Alka, who was listening to the corner, rolled his eyes helplessly, and said to him, "Unlock this thing."

This thing refers to the bracelet on her wrist that confines her power.

"This thing, it's the first time I've heard of this thing, can it restrain you?" The god of death didn't rush to follow suit, but took a step forward very curiously, bent down, stretched out his hand, and planned to study something, Unexpectedly, just as he touched it, he was touched by the reflected current from the bracelet.

It goes without saying that the fingers are numb.

"Acknowledge the master? No, it also rejects me?" The god of death touched the screen again without admitting evil, but he didn't expect the same result.

"Don't study it for me! I will be implicated!" Arka, who was wearing it, said impatiently. Although the power is not great, it is unbearable, and...

"Hurry up." Alka lost the softness before, and urged, not knowing which one to rush.

"I'm afraid your man will wake up, it's okay, I'll just knock him out again."

"If a move can hit twice, then he is an idiot!"

Sure enough, Alka was more anxious about this. If Shanks woke up, he would probably say something again, such as saying I love you again, tsk.

Better go quickly.

"Okay, okay, are you really going to destroy this thing?" Death asked while rubbing his chin, but he was a little interested in the thing, and asked with some reluctance.

"Keeping this kind of thing is useless!" Alka, who was irritable, couldn't hold back, and said rudely, keeping it is actually a disadvantage, and in addition to this purpose, it makes him feel bad!really……

"Chop it up!"

"It's so cruel, after all, it's the jewelry that your man gave you, right? Ah, don't look at me with that look, can't I cut it off!?"

'clang' 'crack'

The bracelet that had been worn for a while broke into several punctures, and finally broke away from Alka's wrist. Once the bracelet was lost, the stagnant power also resumed its flow. She stood up, twisted her hand bones, and turned her eyes towards the bed. The man clicked his tongue.

This time, the god of death withdrew from the room very cleverly, leaving her two little moments alone.

Alka glanced at the shattered bracelet, and slowly raised the corners of her mouth. She stretched out her hand and turned Shanks over. That peaceful sleeping appearance made Alka feel a little uncomfortable.

She opened her mouth and bit Shanks hard on the neck, the rusty smell spread.

"I really want to bite you to death."

Being imprisoned still made her very concerned, even if most of the reasons were hers.

"Tsk, I owe you first, next time... see if I don't beat you hard."

Alka raised his head, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw the mushy food in Shanks' hands. Speaking of which, this guy cooked it himself...

She stretched out her hand and held Shanks' hand. The residue on that finger made Alka feel a little disgusted, but she still leaned forward, stuck out her tongue, avoided the broken bowl residue, licked a few mouthfuls, and then commented: " The heat is still worse."

"Well, see you next time."

As for when the next time will be, that is unknown.

So the only promises she can make are:

"Wash your neck well and wait for me to come back."

The author has something to say: Since then, they have never met again.

Shanks knew that...failed, but he held on to hope, and kept looking for Alka, and he didn't meet her until he died.

The moment he died, he knew what Alka meant.

Sure enough... After the hope, is there a deep sense of despair? ————————The full text is over! ! !