"Ah! It's Major General Alain!"

"No, Major General Alan is actually here!"

What's very funny is that the reaction of the surrounding navy when they see their boss is not much better than that of the pirate Little Thief Cat, and they all react to seeing a ghost. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info At the same time, they looked at Nami and Sherlock with sympathy and a little schadenfreude in their eyes.

Major General Alain didn't care about the reactions of the people around her, she walked to Nami's side and sniffed lightly on the latter's body with her small nose.

"Well...... The smell of oranges, strange, how can I be so familiar with this smell?" Alain lowered his little head and made a look of hard thinking.

"That's right. ”

Auhr - Alain suddenly stretched his little paw towards Nami's chest, and squeezed it hard without hesitation.

"Ah~~~"

The orange-haired navigator who was suddenly attacked in the sensitive area subconsciously let out a coquettish snort, and then tightly protected his chest with his hands, and looked at a certain Lori Navy with surprise and anger.

"I remember, you're the orange-haired, big-breasted woman in the big baths of Albana. Hahaha, I really didn't recognize you when you put it on. ”

After probing her chest and recognizing people, Major General Alain's right hand grabbed and put it down, she slightly recalled the feeling just now, her amber right eye narrowed slightly, and the smile on her face gradually became gloomy.

"But how do I feel that those two abominable lumps of fat on your chest are a little bigger than they were in Albana?"

"Goo......" The orange-haired girl swallowed with a pale face.

If this was put in normal times, Nami would be very happy, because it shows that the secret cooking made by Sanji for her is outstanding, but now......

Thinking of this, Nami's gaze shifted downward, and she looked at Alain's pathetic airfield, and suddenly realized in her heart.

"The world is filthy again~"

Alan sighed lightly, and then the two white and tender little hands of this expired Lori were in the shape of tiger claws, and she was about to pounce on the orange-haired female navy in front of her.

"Can you not do something strange to my men? ”

Putting down the knife and fork, Sherlock wiped his mouth while looking at a certain Major General Lori who was about to carry out a chest attack, and his heart was quickly thinking about the other party's intentions.

"Subordinates?"

Alain turned her head in some surprise, and she looked up and down the naval uniform on the sorcerer, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahaha, you're still pretty good at dressing, Sherlock Major. Deliberately re-reading the last two words, Major General Alain ignored the orange-haired girl who was almost unchaste, and slowly walked to the opposite side of the table.

"But speaking of which, where did you dye your hair? ”

Alain sat down at the dining table with a slight leap, his two thin legs wrapped in black silk swaying at will. She glanced indistinctly at Sherlock's silver-black hair, and a strange color flashed in her amber right eye.

(Silver of the Holy Thassarian...... I'm curious to see how the silver-haired guys will react when his hair turns completely silver, hehehe, it's going to be very interesting. ）

Thinking of this, the smile on Major General Alain's face became even brighter.

(What the hell is going on with this little thing? She knew me and Sherlock, but why did she say that? Didn't she want to catch us?)

Nami nervously swam back and forth between the faces of the enemies of nature and the sorcerer, her smooth forehead covered in fine sweat. And a certain expired Lori seems to be the tone of meeting an acquaintance, which makes the little thief cat wonder if the two have ever known each other.

"How many of the "ghosts" on the ghost ship have been caught? ”

Sherlock didn't say anything about the enemies of nature, but tentatively continued to ask, "Didn't you say that you wanted to catch all these "ghosts"?"

"yes, that's exactly what I did yesterday. Alan spread his hands helplessly: "But then I made a deal with one of the "ghosts", so this time I can only let go of these lucky ghosts~~~"

"Deal, what deal?" Sherlock frowned slightly, his faces flashing through his mind, and finally fixed on some intellectual beauty.

(Robin...... Whispering the name in his mind, perhaps even Sherlock himself realized that when it came to the black-bellied woman, there was a rare ripple in the depths of his heart.

"A deal is a deal, and I can't tell you what it is. ”

Arain didn't know what the sorcerer had misunderstood, she tilted her little head in thought for a moment, and then pulled out a cigar box from her bosom, and the ornate fleur-de-lis emblem on the box was very eye-catching.

"By the way, I'll tell you something else, you should be very familiar with this thing. Major General Alain held up his cigar box and shook it in front of the sorcerer's eyes.

"Well, it's the gold cigar of the Shining Gold Chamber of Commerce. Sherlock nodded silently.

"That's right, it's also my favorite cigar to smoke, there's no one!The silky smooth feeling is so evocative~~~~"

The cute little face of this expired Lori was full of intoxication, but then her face changed, and she continued with a sad face:

"It's just that the price was negotiated too high by those traitors, and people can't afford it at all~~~~~ hum, those profiteers are really hateful!"

(Poof, profiteer?)

Hearing this, Nami stole a glance at the face of a certain "former profiteer". I kind of want to laugh, but I don't dare to laugh.

"There's no way around it, there's only a few islands where the tobacco of the Golden Cigar is suitable for growing. The output is small, the cost is high, and the selling price is naturally not low. ”

In the face of Major General Lori's accusation and scolding, Sherlock explained a few words calmly, and then he saw that Alain's face was becoming more and more unkind, and the tone of his words suddenly changed, and he said:

"However, if the customer is the navy, I think that for the righteous teachers who maintain order and eliminate violence, those reasonable merchants will definitely give a [satisfactory] price, don't you think?"

"Well, I hope so. Major General Alain nodded contentedly and jumped off the table.

"Okay, now that both things are said and done, it's time for me to go. ”

As she stared at Sherlock's cheeks, which were so similar to someone's, her heart fluttered, and she walked over to the sorcerer and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear, "By the way, for the sake of a certain profiteer, I will give you another kind piece of advice in my own name." ”

With a mysterious smile on his face, Alain leaned forward and pressed his delicate cherry lips, like early spring petals, close to Sherlock's ear.

"You'd better wear your glasses, if you don't wear those glasses, [that person] will be angry~~ You know, it's very scary when she gets angry!"

！！！！

Sherlock's pupils shrank suddenly, and although the other party's words were very abstract and ambiguous, he still understood at the first time who [that person] represented.

However, before he could ask anything, Major General Alain's petite figure slowly dissipated, as if it had melted into the air, leaving only a faint body fragrance and the last words of advice that lingered in his mind.

(Enemy of Nature...... She must know something!)

Looking at the place where Alan disappeared, the sorcerer's face turned pale and said secretly. (To be continued.) )