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(Extra) When you become a memory

The year of 45 is quite a special year for Polusalino, um~or it should be said that it is the year with the most frequent personnel changes in the Marineford Navy Headquarters.

This year is the [-]th year of the Haiyuan calendar. The supreme commander of the Navy Headquarters, Marshal Kong was promoted to the commander-in-chief of the world government's army, and the post of Marshal of the Marineford Headquarters was taken over by the former general Sengoku.

At the end of April, when the twigs outside the office building of the headquarters were about to fall, the handover of the positions of the two admirals finally came to an end.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Sengoku, who was promoted to marshal, lost again in the nth dispute with Lieutenant General Garp.

The new marshal threw Lieutenant Admiral Garp's head and face with countless folders, plus a few bottles of ink, and finally failed to make the naval hero Iron Fist Garp change his mind to take over the position of general.

The highest level of generals in the Marineford Navy Headquarters has always been a fixed form. Commander, three generals, and twelve lieutenant generals.

Of course, even if there is only one person in the position of the three generals, in fact, the second level of the pyramid built by the naval power type has never been suspended.

Because the original generals Zefa the black arm and Garp the Iron Fist, even if they refused to stick to the formality, for all the officers and soldiers of the Navy headquarters...these two are actually generals.

As for the rank embroidered on the epaulettes of the general's cloak... that's not important.

Everyone knows that Lieutenant General Garp's temperament is so wild and informal.

As for the black-armed Zefa, although most of his energy has been devoted to recruit training and military school education in recent years, the former general is still duty-bound to deal with matters that require the intervention of the admiral.

It's just that now that the general of the Warring States period was promoted to the marshal, the only general on the scene was vacant, which immediately exposed/exposed the gap in the decision-making level of the Navy Headquarters.

Lieutenant General Garp is unwilling to be promoted, let alone the black-armed Zefa.

Because of the tragic death of his wife and children, Zefa resigned from the position of general in despair, but Marshal Kong tried his best to keep him, and began to indulge in the training of the new generation. Now it is impossible for him to return to his position.

The new Marshal of the Warring States Period was so angry that he didn't sleep a wink for several days, so he had no choice but to find another candidate.

……

At the end of August, Sakaski was promoted to general, and the world government awarded him the title of red dog.

In November of the same year, before his 46th birthday, Polusalino was promoted to the rank of general, and together with his classmates, he sat in the highest combat position with one man under one man and more than ten thousand men.

Polusalino was promoted to admiral, was given the title of 'Yellow Ape', and took over the Department of Naval Science.

……

The general's coronation ceremony was cumbersome, and the world government always liked to follow formalism. Polusalino spent three full days in Marie Gioia before he escaped from countless meetings and exchanges.

For Polusalino, the next celebratory banquet at the Marineford Navy Headquarters was the focus.

This day also happens to be Polusalino’s birthday. Of course, the newly-released General Yellow Ape received countless words of congratulations, in addition to congratulations on his promotion, and congratulations on his being one year older...╮(╯_╰ ) ╭.

Most of the above high-sounding remarks came from generals who came to the promotion banquet and were not very familiar with them.

And the latter part comes from his comrades-in-arms who have been friends with him for more than ten years.

For example, several of the lieutenant generals who were successively promoted to the headquarters.

Another example is Kuzan, who has never known how to use euphemisms... It is very likely that he will become the same level in the next year and fill the vacancies of the three generals.

Another example...Admiral Akainu Sakaski, who is famous for his seriousness and reticence in the Navy Headquarters.

Polusalino, who had listened to the compliments all night, and Sakalski's serious congratulatory speech, felt very complicated at this moment.

Actually let the poisonous tongue that had been extinct for more than ten years come back, Polusalino deeply felt that he needed to give himself a compliment.

……

Raising the wine glass in his hand, he touched the serious-looking Sakalski. Polusalino just smiled and said nothing. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Kuzan standing beside him with a rather surprised look on his face.

The reason why Kuzan had a strange expression was because he also heard Sakalski's astonishing words.

Polusalino knew that at the banquet, Kuzan was dragged by Karp to congratulate him, after all, the two of them didn't have much interaction in the past.

The reason why Mr. Karp did this is probably because he wanted to lay a foundation for Kuzan in advance, so that they, Marshal of the Warring States Period and Mr. Karp's most promising junior, will not be too unfamiliar with their colleagues when they are promoted to generals next year.

As the youngest lieutenant general of the Navy headquarters, Kuzan is a seemingly undisciplined and unruly person, and because of this, he is extremely popular among low-level officers.

Of course, among the same military ranks, Kuzan also gets along happily with other people. The only exception is that the relationship with Sakalski is quite bad, which everyone knows well.

Polusalino had also heard about O'Hara's destruction by the Demon Slaying Order and the navy's defeat of the civilian refuge ship, and he was also one of the onlookers who saw Kuzan and Sakaski return to the headquarters to fight.

It was Sakalski who ordered the shelling. Polusalino didn't want to get into the reason why his classmate did that. He knew that Sakalski must have a reason to do that.

They are soldiers, and what they have insisted on for half their lives is justice. Even if the path they take is slightly different from their ideals, the final direction of their journey is always the same.

It's just the same, Kuzan's anger and incomprehension are justified.

……

Thoughts were flying in the blink of an eye, Polusalino was still smiling comfortably, and while drinking the wine in his glass, he pretended to be ignorant to smooth things over, "Speaking of birthdays, Sakaski is in August~ "

"It's also more joy than joy~"

"So next September... Sakalski will also congratulate Kuzan for being a year older."

"You can't treat one more favorably than another~"

With a long ending, Polusalino turned his face and smiled at Kuzan, "Kuzan, don't you know? Our general, Mr. Akainu, was notoriously poisonous when he was in the military academy."

"It's okay if you don't open your mouth, but once you open it, your blood vessels will burst. Even Teacher Zefa has been depressed~"

When Xu mentioned their common teacher, Kuzan's expression softened a little, and then he seemed to think of something, and then laughed, "Ah~ It's true~ I heard many legends about my predecessors in the military academy."

"By the way...it seems that there is another great beauty..."

Before Kuzan could finish his words, he stretched out a fist obliquely and slammed on his forehead. Lieutenant General Garp wrinkled his face and roared angrily, "Kuzan! You bastard is talking nonsense. What?!"

Lieutenant General Kuzan, who was dragged over by Mr. Karp and thrown here a moment ago, was quickly dragged away from the scene with a steaming steamed bun on his forehead.

It took only a few minutes before and after, and the people who didn't know the truth were confused.

Watching off Kuzan who was being dragged into the crowd by Mr. Garp with a bewildered face, the smile on the corner of Polusalino's mouth slowly disappeared without a trace.

In Polusalino's eyes, the boisterous scene of feasting and feasting just a second ago suddenly became dull.

In a trance, the bustling night scene disappeared without a sound, and he vaguely seemed to see that person again.

Standing on the spot in a daze, I don't know how long it took until the wine glass in his hand became heavier again, Polusalino woke up startled, watching the scarlet wine slowly pouring into the crystal glass with concentrated eyes, after a while, lifted Look up.

After the bottle on the rim of the wine glass was filled with liquor and moved away, Sakaski's eyes were vaguely filled with sighs, "In almost 20 years, you should start to learn to forget, Polusalino."

……

The celebratory banquet did not end until the guest of honor had his fill. Polusalino drank a little too much. After the banquet ended, he declined the following late-night show and went home alone.

Reeking of alcohol, he went up to the second floor in the dark and opened the bedroom door. Polusalino stumbled and fell into the bed, not even bothering to wash up.

Xu Shi was startled by him, the hair ball nestled by the pillow raised its head, carefully approached and sniffed, then turned around in disgust, rolled itself more round, and continued to sleep.

Polusalino reached out and rubbed the hairball, muttering to himself in the middle of the night, "It's just the two of us, ball, your master is really cruel."

"Abandoning you and me, missing you for so many years, even refusing to make me dream..."

The warm ball touched by the fingertips moved and slowly rubbed against him. Polusalino hooked the corners of his mouth. In the night when no one could see, the sadness was finally uncontrollable.

When Qiansui disappeared, Qiuqiu almost lost his life. It recognized her as its master and had a bond with her, even though she didn't want to admit it.

When she broke into the center, Qiuqiu, who was thousands of miles away, caught fire without warning. It was also because Polusalino was shocked when he found that Qiuqiu was seriously injured.

Later, Qiuqiu was dying but survived with difficulty.

What are the habits of this rare beast? In fact, there are no clear records in the literature. Polusalino has always been hopeful. He believes that since Qiuqiu is alive, he will not die even if he is a thousand years old.

It's just that year after year, he waited from hope to despair, and finally had to admit that that person died 20 years ago.

Polusalino didn't want to forget, but he just couldn't.

He tried to indulge in sensuality, drunkenness, and death, and he tried to fill his loneliness with scheming beauties, but in the end, he had to admit that he couldn't forget that person.

There are so many beauties who come and go around me, and after all, they can't even match her with a single finger.

He likes her so much that he never touches a woman with black hair and black eyes. He is only afraid that he will accidentally misidentify and desecrate her when he is drunk.

For nearly 20 years, she refused to let him dream even in her dreams, she was really a cruel woman.

……

Maybe the wine I drank tonight really exceeded the limit, or maybe the relationship accumulated for 20 years finally reached a certain critical point.

After falling asleep for an unknown amount of time, Polusalino felt as if he had arrived in a strange place in a trance.

It is a strange scene that I have never been to before in my memory. There are thousands of flowers, a small bridge over flowing water, the sun is high in the sky, and the golden sun is pouring all over the ground like water.

Polusalino knew that he was in a dream, and the strange thing was that he seemed to be drawn by some invisible and insubstantial object, and his feet automatically and spontaneously walked in a certain direction.

Indistinctly, the heart that had been silent for many years was beating violently, as if going on a date.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Polusalino stepped into a round archway after turning around a vermilion eaves and flying corner pavilion. When he looked up, the first thing he saw was a corner of this courtyard. .

In the corner of the courtyard is a flower vine, full of blooming flowers as beautiful as clouds, layers of green and deep purple, doodle flower bones falling silently.

That person was lying on the embroidered couch with eyes closed and taking a nap, thinking that the sun was just right and the shade of the flowers was relaxing and comfortable, she stretched her eyebrows and eyes, and didn't even notice that he came close.

He looked at the woman who had made him miss him madly all these years with confused eyes, and it took him a long time to remember to reach out his hand, wanting to make sure that what was in front of him was not a phantom.

The protruding fingertips stopped in the air, trembling for a long time before covering them up.

He touches her.

Delicate and delicate skin is like the finest silk, soft lips, as delicate as a thrush... She sleeps on an embroidered couch, just like the bright sun on the rear deck of the Ceylon.

Finally, his finger landed on her light pink lips, and Polusalino felt that the blood in his body seemed to boil in an instant, and the clamoring desire/desire washed away his reason.

Leaning over suddenly, he unceremoniously pried open her lips, and the tip of his tongue went in to entangle her in sucking.

She woke up from the dream, her black and white pupils opened in a trance, and then began to struggle.

He increased his strength to hold her tightly, preventing her from escaping, plundering the sweet breath in the territory of warmth and touch, the taste from her lips and tongue made him addicted and crazy.

Her exclamation and low calls were all blocked, her ten fingers twisted vigorously, her whole body was tense like strings, but she couldn't escape his aggression anyway, so she could only sob vaguely.

……

He and she were entangled in the shade of the flowers, the body clasped in his arms was rich and delicate, and the supremely wonderful feeling made Polusalino nearly unable to breathe.

In the end, he restrained himself a second before all the evil thoughts flooded and burst.

Suppressing the beating heartbeat, he clasped her gently, pressed his forehead against her forehead, and slowly and carefully called her name, "Thousands of years... Hundreds of years..."

A drop of blood overflowed from the corner of her slightly parted lips. It was because he couldn't help it just now and she bit it when she tried her best to resist. The bright red blood condensed, just like the murderous intent accumulated in her eyes.

She frowned and looked at him with strange eyes, "Who are you? Why do you know my name?"

Polusalino was stunned, but she didn't expect a huge force to hit him. She broke free from the confinement, put her hands on his chest and heart, and the strength of her palms was ready to go.

He stared at her blankly, he couldn't bear to move his eyes away, and he didn't even care about her natural supernatural power, which might break his ribs once activated.

……

In an instant, an incomparably overbearing force surged out of her palm, and Polusalino felt as if he had hit an energy ball head-on, and was knocked away without any resistance.

Blossoms blooming like a brocade and the beautiful scenery are distorted and faded in vain, and the mist turns into ripples like mist.

The outstretched hand only grasped the air in vain, and the next second seemed to fall into the vortex of the ocean current, dizzy, and drowning involuntarily.

Keep falling, keep falling...

Polusalino coughed weakly and tried to open his eyes.

What catches the eye is the bedroom ceiling of the residence.

He got up abruptly and looked around in a hurry, only to find that the sky was bright and only Qiuqiu was sleeping soundly by his pillow.

……

On his 46th birthday, Polusalino received a gift that he had been thinking about for almost 20 years.

He reached the peak this year, and the years since then have been uneventful.