1novels Chapter 38 Extra Story 3 March 3
Chapter 38 Extra Story 3 March 3
"Yo!"
When Mihawk stepped onto the sandy beach that was coated with a layer of soft colors by the setting sun, he heard a frivolous greeting coming from above.
The world's number one swordsman raised his head and saw the sniper cadre of the Reid sticking his head out from the high rock not far away, making a grimace with his eyebrows raised and lowered.
"It's really time, Hawkeye!" Jesus Bu slightly tilted his lower lip, and showed an inexplicable smile to the uninvited guest in front of him, "The boss is having a banquet in the valley, I think you won't be swept away if you go in directly His pleasure."
Mihawk nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to press down the brim of his hat, and under the watchful eyes from the sentry, he carried a large wine jar, calmly passed through the narrow mountain passage, and walked slowly into the valley full of people. walk.
——Everything is different from two years ago. Although no one knows the reason why Qi Wukai, who is known as "the world's number one swordsman", visits occasionally, but the crew of the red-haired pirates can naturally learn from their boss. Judge whether this guy is an enemy or a friend from his attitude.Of course, panicking and announcing the enemy's attack will no longer happen. When the watchmen are some old crew members of the Reid who have traveled to Rigwhite, they even intentionally do not inform their boss Hawkeye of the visit— ——If there is anything in this world that can make a well-informed boss happy, except for the news and good wine of Xiao Luffy, it is only the visit of Hawkeye, not to mention the visit of Hawkeye is often accompanied by good wine.
Jesus put the binoculars on the side of Locke Star, and squeezed his chin pretending to be deep, "I have a hunch that there will be some unexpected gains today, so go in and have a look first, and I will leave the watch to you first!"
"Hey! This is so unkind, Mr. Jesus Bu!"
"Don't you believe in your own strength?" Jesus Bu, who had already taken two steps, turned around. With his back to the red sunset, he straightened his body and slapped Locke Star on the shoulder seriously, "I I always thought that even if that bastard Blackbeard came, Locke-chan, you would be able to stand alone!"
"Leave it to me with confidence! Mr. Jesus Bu!"
Mihawk passed the way that the pirates gave way silently, and in the front row of the laughing crowd, he saw Laki, who was topless and doing a funny dance, with a vivid stick figure drawn on the fat man's stomach Head portrait - three scars, a ring of stubble around the navel, as he twisted clumsily, the face of a certain world-famous big pirate on the round belly winked and grinned non-stop.And there was a monkey jumping around at Laki's feet, beating the little gong to beat the fat man.
And Fatty, the prototype of the character on the "belly dance", is sitting on the side at the moment, holding chopsticks and sending long noodles into his bulging mouth. The unknown pirate gloated over his stomach and laughed, reminding Shanks, "Never stop! Eat them all! Boss!"
Shanks, who hadn't noticed that any guests joined the crowd, turned his begging eyes to his vice-captain. Beckman smiled suavely, raised the glass in his hand smartly, and said lightly that his boss likes The lines used, "One breath, one breath!"
"..." Facing the stupidity of this large group of guys, Mihawk felt that his facial nerves, which almost never gave any feedback, seemed to jump involuntarily. He didn't know what kind of expression he was putting on at the moment.
In the end, Lackey, who was still playing tricks in circles, noticed a different outsider among the brothers.He stopped and stood in front of Hawkeye, who was half a head shorter than himself, with a big smile on his face.
"It's Hawkeye! What a coincidence!"
As a result, the eyes of the pirates followed and fell on Mihawk. The previous bustle quieted down for a moment, only the monkey knocked on the gong without knowing why, and saw the fat-headed and big-eared partner suddenly He didn't cooperate anymore, he pouted and shook his hair, making an unhappy expression.
Mihawk came to his senses in his own thoughts, he opened his mouth slightly, and was about to say something, but heard a "poof", followed by a violent cough.
He turned his eyes to the source of the sound, and saw Shanks was staring at himself with a painful expression. He threw away the chopsticks, beat his chest with his hands, and finally threw the half bowl of "unbroken" noodles on the aside.
The pirates laughed again, forgetting about Mihawk.
After a while, Mihawk sat on a boulder and opened the jar of wine that had been brought all the way. Shanks next to him raised his glass expectantly, and couldn't help complaining, "Why didn't I say hello when we got here?" . . . it was really scary."
"..." Mihawk pursed his lower lip, and finally gave up responding.
"This time is...?" Shanks watched the wine in the small wooden barrel slowly fill up, leaned closer to sniff the aroma of the wine in the air, and suddenly smiled with crooked eyebrows. He couldn't wait to raise his glass and take a sip , let out a long breath, "Sure enough, it's the wine from my hometown! Have you been to Xihai, Hawkeye?"
"It was brought by someone else." Mihawk did not explain the source of the wine in detail, but brought up another topic, "'Unbroken' noodles... I remember that in some countries in the East China Sea, this is eaten on birthdays s things."
Shanks put down his wine glass, smiled and waved his wrists, "Jesus was just a bad idea to punish people. Fortunately, you came to rescue him. However, I always thought that you were the most dismissive of Donghai, but I didn't expect you to even think about it like this." know that kind of thing."
"Roronoa mentioned it."
"...I almost forgot that child is also from Donghai." Shanks scratched his head casually and smiled slightly.
"So, today is also... your birthday?"
Shanks was raising his glass again, but felt the other party's probing eyes. He was a little surprised that with his eagle-eyed personality, he would care about these trivial matters. He turned his head with a smile, "It is indeed , but ever since I became a pirate, I haven’t had the habit of celebrating it...but you’re asking, did you bring a gift?”
"I don't have the ability to predict." Mihawk smiled unexpectedly.
This made Shanks lose his mind for a moment, and he immediately raised his eyebrows, "Then, since you bumped into each other so unfortunately," the red-haired pirate suddenly smiled meaningfully, "Can I also let me 'take whatever I want' Once?"
Mihawk and Shanks looked at each other quietly for a while, but still couldn't see the other party's mind clearly. Finally, he raised his glass first, "Your request?"
Shanks didn't expect Mihawk to respond so readily, he froze for a moment, and instead became troubled - he wanted Hawkeye to do an embarrassing thing that he would not normally agree to, but he wasted this precious opportunity for nothing. It's a pity to play a prank, and as for other things... As long as he is determined enough, how could Hawkeye ever refuse his request?
Mihawk drank the West Sea wine slowly, and let the red-haired pirate beside him hold the small wooden barrel, thinking slowly with a sad face, until the sun had completely set on the mountain.
Shanks snapped his fingers suddenly, "Then! When the banquet is held tonight, come and make us supper!"
Mihawk met the expectant eyes of the other party in confusion for a moment, "Don't you think this request is too simple?"
Shanks smiled and lowered his head, looking at his own reflection in the wine glass, "If I remember correctly, I haven't tasted your food for 16 years... Mihawk."
This simple sentence made Mihawk silent for a moment, "Birthday cake?" he finally asked.
"What's the point of that kind of thing?" Shanks smiled and waved his hands to express his disapproval. He seemed to think of something in an instant, and his eyebrows were beaming immediately "...how about just takoyaki! Lagi brought a big one during the day octopus!"
However, when the bonfire was lit at night, Shanks stood alone outside the lively crowd, watching his brothers swarming forward, surrounded by an iron plate, vying for the takoyaki produced by Hawkeye, but he began to secretly Regretting my previous sloppy decision-although celebrating the birthday is never something that the leader of the Reid cares about, the arrival of Hawkeye made him a lot of happy, and even this year's birthday seems to be important a bit.
He didn't regret exchanging a rare promise from the other party for a chance to eat free food, but it was such a good time and the moonlight was so rare that he couldn't be alone. Instead, he had to watch the other party surrounded by his brothers cheering, and he couldn't help but feel a little empty.
"Anyway, the boss has more opportunities to steal food from here than we do! Don't rob us!" Said the pirates, and Shanks had to take a few steps back.
"Good job! This is really a rare sight!" Jesus gave Shanks a convincing thumb from a distance.
"Boss, you are so generous," Lackey poured a paper bag of freshly baked takoyaki into his big mouth, and immediately grinned his teeth after being burned, and continued to mutter vaguely, "I thought this kind of You guys—ah! Hawkeye's takoyaki is really good!"
Shanks watched in frustration as the fat man left him and the half-sentence he hadn't finished speaking, turned around and rushed forward to grab a new plate of takoyaki, turned his head slightly sadly, but saw Reid approaching slowly The deputy captain, "Beckman..."
Shanks was looking forward to gaining some comfort, but then thought that this was a feeling that could not be appealed to others, so he shut his mouth angrily.
"The boss has been neglected." Shanks saw his powerful deputy took out the cigarette dangling from his mouth, took a long breath of mist, then put his hand on his shoulder, and patted him lightly.
it is more than words.
"Beckman..." Shanks sighed, and just felt a little less disappointed when he heard the first officer's next sentence——
"I am sorry for your loss."
Speaking of which, Beckman conjured up a piece of oil paper out of nowhere, brushed shoulders with Shanks chicly, and walked up to line up to get the takoyaki.
"Hello!!!!!!"
The lonely captain of the Reid finally came to the place where he sat side by side with Hawkeye before, and found the remaining half jar of hometown wine brought by Mihawk.He didn't pick up the wine glass again, but just raised the whole jar and took a swig.This thing that Mihawk brought all the way, always made him feel a little bit relieved.
... seems to be missing something?
While drinking wine alone, Shanks recalled Mihawk's shallow smile when he first heard that it was his birthday-the eagle-eyed smile is not so easy to see, and Shanks doesn't think he is an ordinary person. An ordinary birthday deserves such a rare joy from the other party.
So……
……
As midnight approached, the red-haired pirate sat alone on the stone, slowly drinking the last sip of wine in the jar, shaking his arms with unsatisfied intentions, making sure that the wine jar in his hand was indeed empty, Just when he was about to put it down, a sheet of steaming takoyaki suddenly appeared next to his nose, and the aroma caught all of Shanks' senses. Look at Mihawk holding a takoyaki.
"Your cadre took your crew to play other games," Mihawk raised his eyebrows, and put a small ball into his mouth, "I saved the last board for supper."
"Who suggested it?" The gratitude of the captain of the Reid burst out from the bottom of his heart.
"Fat man."
"I will definitely remember this!"
Shanks put the wine jar aside, reached out and grabbed a takoyaki with a toothpick inserted into his mouth - he only noticed that Mihawk had inserted a toothpick on each meatball, apparently For the convenience of one-handed self.It seems that the other party's silent consideration has not changed after so many years.He lowered his head and smiled, and grabbed another small ball.
When Mihawk was about to take off the black knife and sit down, Shanks grabbed the last takoyaki toothpick and stood up.
He put the small balls into his mouth, reached out and grabbed Mihawk's arm, showing a big smile, and while chewing the last supper, he sent out an invitation, "It's too late, why don't we talk in another place? There is something I want to ask you."
Finally they set foot on the Reid, and the pirates had already set up camp on the island. Unlike the enthusiasm on the shore, the big ship docked by the island was dark and silent, and even the sound of the waves rising and falling could be heard clearly.
"Is there no watch on board?"
Shanks turned his head in the sea breeze, smiled and pointed to the tall sentry not far away, "If someone wants to drive Red away, they can't hide from the sight over there."
"The way you are pirates has changed a lot."
"Don't tell me your way of being a swordsman hasn't changed?" Shanks smiled, looking at the white feathers on the opponent's hat blown by the wind under the moonlight, but for some reason he suddenly missed his straw hat Come.
Mihawk didn't answer this question, but just stretched out his hand to support the bulwark of the Reid, "I haven't stood on this ship for many years, and it seems to be stronger than before."
"It has been renovated several times, but the layout has not changed much. The cabin you lived in is still empty, do you want to go and have a look?"
When Mihawk raised the oil lamp to illuminate the small cabin, he lost his mind for a moment.He didn't know if the red hair did it on purpose, and all the layout of the room remained unchanged, just like the few days when he stayed here for a short time more than ten years ago.He opened his mouth, but in the end he hesitated to speak. He just followed his memory and hung the oil lamp on the hook at the head of the bed, propped the black knife on the corner of the wall, and turned around and sat on the bed.He stretched out his hand to help the neatly folded quilt beside him. It was dry and fluffy, as if it had just been exposed to the sun.
Shanks sat down beside him, and they stayed side by side, silent for a moment.
In the end, it was Shanks who broke the silence with a smile, "Although I haven't had time to prepare a newspaper for you, let's stay here tonight."
"I didn't even think about leaving at night." Mihawk took off his hat and put it gently on the head of the bed, "What is the matter you want to ask?"
"Today is also... my birthday," Shanks set his gaze on the other party's calm face, "Since you ask this question, can it be said that today is another day?"
Shanks saw that Hawkeye pursed his lower lip in surprise, but finally showed a faint smile again.He heard the other party answer in a low voice, "I happen to be four years older than you."
The red-haired pirate was about to ask about the meaning, but immediately withdrew his smile. It took him a few seconds to confirm the meaning of the sentence in his heart, and finally looked at the calm swordsman in shock. ...such a coincidence?!"
"I was surprised too."
Shanks scratched his red hair in embarrassment, "So you are here..." He reached out to touch his pocket, looked around the entire simple room, and finally hung his head apologetically and disappointedly, "In the end, he has been fooling around with me for so long."
"Like you, I have stopped celebrating it since a long time ago." Mihawk folded his fingers together and landed quietly on his raised knees, "And I just arrived here today , it was just a coincidence. Although the life card can guide the direction, it can't determine the distance, you should know it."
What Hawkeye stated was the truth, and Shanks could hear that this was not a consolation. He was silent for a moment, and finally showed a cheerful smile again, turned his body and put his hands on the other's shoulders, his tone was full of Lightly, "I've thought about it for a long time, but even though I'm the master, I still can't think of any gift that I can give you. Then...for any request from you, the red-haired captain will also 'give and take' once, no matter what time it is , it will work."
Mihawk met Shanks' gentle eyes with a little surprise. Their positions have been different for many years. Although they have never mentioned each other, it is not necessarily the same as the tit-for-tat caused by the situation in the big event two years ago. There will be no next time.And what kind of trust and weight lies behind such a promise, although he is too lazy to pay attention to this messy world, it is not incomprehensible.
"My request?" Mihawk slightly raised the corners of his lips again. He suddenly reached out and stroked Shanks' left shoulder. , slid from the opponent's ribs to the waist, and finally stopped, "...is that okay?"
He asked the same thing as many years ago.
Shanks' smile couldn't help but widen, "...Are you sure?"
"A mother-in-law like you is still a pirate?" This time, Da Jianhao raised his eyebrows and responded happily.
Shanks couldn't help laughing, he leaned forward, strangled Mihawk's back with his arms, and kissed him, and the other party responded very readily, he felt that Mihawk's hand fell on the With his own body on his back shoulders, he lay down on the bed in this long and lingering kiss,
Until the lips and tongues parted from each other, Shanks looked seriously into the pair of golden eyes directly above him that implied enthusiasm. "I'm not sure," he said with a pleasant smile, "Is this really your request? Isn't it a gift for me?"
"I won't be your enemy." Shanks narrowed his eyes when he saw the other party's beautiful eyes, "What more do you think I can ask for?"
The red-haired pirate withdrew his smile in an instant. He suddenly realized where he was wrong. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the front of the soft windbreaker, trying to pull it off clumsily, while Miho Ke let him do whatever he wanted.
In the end, the whole fancy windbreaker fell into the hands of the red-haired pirate. He tossed it aside, admiring the perfect body in front of him with his eyes, and put his hand on the more difficult-to-handle belt On, suddenly said, "Mihawk, happy birthday!"
So he felt the body touched by his fingertips stiffen for a moment, and then relaxed again.
"...Happy birthday, Shanks."
Shanks smiled in satisfaction, and continued to use one hand to conquer the thin barrier between them, "It suddenly occurred to me," he raised his head, and looked into those golden eyes, "if you can Exchanging blessings with a guy, this so-called birthday seems to have some meaning... Mihawk, it would be nice if we could come together every day in the future."
"...Alright."
Accompanied by this low-pitched answer, the only small oil lamp in a cabin on the Reid was crushed out by the wind from a golden knife.
"Twelve o'clock...it's a new day." Locke Star on the sentry glanced at the pocket watch in his hand, yawned a little sleepily, then cheered up again, and muttered to himself, "But The night is still long..."
--THAN--