"You're going to come to me, you're going to come to me as long as you've been following humans......"

Arka grabbed the arm that had been severed by the blade and stood in mid-air, his face gloomy, the resentment in his hand long gone, only the words that floated in the air.

Looking for him? Hum.

Arka sneered.

The resentful Grim Reaper walked in the sky, and finally had to fall to the ground, leaning against a tree, clutching his belly, which had been stabbed by Alka, and he smiled bitterly: "Ah, really, this is a very precious garment......"

'Hum~' The knife hanging on his waist trembled slightly, he stretched out his bloodless hand, touched the handle of the knife, smiled, and his eyes were a little softer: "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

'Buzz~'

"Ah, I see, there won't be a next time."

Death's voice was very soft, he was comforting and trembling, like a protesting knife, but his eyes looked into the distance, his eyes were a little dark, and he said to himself: "She will definitely come back to me, she will definitely be, and she will ...... then."

The Grim Reaper lowered his head and looked at the knife on his waist with a soft gaze: "How about we sit in the moonlight, drink wine and chant poetry?" I remember you said you liked Spring Island, and we'll go there together when the time comes......"

'Buzz, Buzz~'

"Ah, ah, got it, I won't do it next time."

"Hahaha yes, I still remember the picture of you standing in the shade of a tree and looking at me in horror......"

"But... It's really nice to have met you, my dear one. ”

The Grim Reaper staggered a little, clutching his broken abdomen, and his face did not change as he chatted with the buzzing knife on his waist, his expression so gentle.

He touched the hilt of the knife, and finally stopped, in the sunlight, closed his eyes lightly, and seemed to say to the knife, and seemed to say to himself: "Come on, wait a little longer......"

"Alka!"

As soon as Arka hit the ground, Bucky and Nickles ran forward, their faces worried and panicked.

"Hey, hey! Arka your hand ...... Come on, old man! ”

When Bucky saw the bleeding hands, he turned his head in panic and shouted at Kurokas.

"Small wounds." Arka said that he was not very concerned about the wound.

"Whether it's small or big, it's a wound!" As a weak chicken, Nickles knows the end of the wound not being treated, inflammation, and then fever.

"This kid is right, well, the wound is a little deep, and it needs to be stitched." Kulokas walked over, lowered his head, looked carefully at Alka's arm, made a preliminary judgment, and then straightened his waist and said to Arka, "Anyway, come with me." ”

“… Yes. ”

Arka followed behind Kulokas, his eyes narrowed slightly, and only when he passed Shanks did he raise his head slightly and glance at him.

Shanks blinked, looking at the fluttering strands of millet hair.

Then he woke up and turned around and looked at Alka, still with his back, still not looking back.

He gritted his teeth, and finally thought negatively, since, since this is the case......

Kulokas was highly skilled, and in a few moments he sewed up the wound that had cut through his entire arm.

"Don't touch the water in the near future, what's the matter, call your red hair."

"Mine?" Arka looked up, and instead of paying attention to the wound, she turned her attention elsewhere.

"Ah, it's not yours, could it be someone else?"

Kulokas put down what he was holding and rolled his eyes, the whole ship knew about the two imps who were unscrupulous in sending dog food.

Because...... All single dogs (smiles).

"Others...?"

Arka lowered her gaze and whispered the words of Kulokas, and she suddenly became a little irritable.

And Kulokas, who saw her in his eyes, took the tweezers, picked up the cotton, dipped some medicine lightly, and slowly applied it to her wound.

"That kid doesn't look distracted, but if you don't reply, sooner or later people will be disappointed and snatched away by other guys."

"Robbed?"

Arka blinked, and she looked up at Kulokas, her gray-blue eyes a little confused.

Snatched by someone else? Someone else's red hair?

While Arka was thinking about this, the red fur they were reading came.

"Uncle Hua, I brought the bandages you wanted."

As he spoke, the red-haired Shanks stepped into the room, and the first thing he saw was Arka, and when he saw that the wound had been healed, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Kulokas.

"I said, you boys, don't follow Arka's example and call me Uncle Hua."

"Huh? Why not? ”

Kurokas packed up his things, closed the lid, reached out and knocked Shanks on the head, and said hatefully, "This is the prerogative of the girl's paper." ”

As he spoke, he stood up, took his medical kit, and said to Shanks, "I'm going to see the others, you tie up Alka, and don't get water on the wound these days." ”

Before leaving, Kurokas did not forget to say it again, he really didn't believe that Arka would listen to this.

"Ahh

After Kurokas left, there were only two of them in the house.

Shanks looked at Arka who had no emotion on his face, frowned, and finally let go, and sat down on the chair where Kulokas had sat before, with a bandage in his hand, tearing it open, and holding Arka's injured hand.

Seeing the sewn wound, his eyes flashed slightly.

"That one, Captain, they've already gone to catch it."

"Hmm."

Arka replied, indicating that he understood.

Then they went cold, and for the first time, Shanks, who had been whispering in her ears and chattering, shut up and said no more.

will be snatched by others......

Alka's pupils shrank sharply, and he grabbed Shanks' wrist with his backhand.

Shanks, who was about to tie a bandage for her, was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw a fried beast that looked like its territory had been invaded.

"Alka?"

He hesitated for a moment, then shouted softly.

Shanks's shout brought Arka back to her senses, and she withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, only to be caught by Shanks halfway through.

"You... What's going on today? Looks weird. ”

“… It's weird here. Arka was silent for a moment, then she reached out and pointed to her chest, and she said frankly.

"Huh? This, here? Heart, heart? Shanks' eyes widened, he was a little surprised, and then stood up suddenly: "Heart, that's a big problem, I'll go find Uncle Hua......"

Before he could step out of his feet, he was grabbed by Arka.

Shanks stood, and Alka sits.

One looks down, the other looks up.

"Bend over."

"But Alka, you ......"

Shanks refuses to do so, as he feels that Arka needs a doctor more now.

But it was no use for him to refuse, as Arka stood up, and under Shanks' gaze, his head leaned closer, and finally pressed against his chest.

Hey? Hey? Hey!!!

Shanks, who was hugged by Arka for the first time, froze.

He didn't know where to put his hands.

Alka's ears were pressed against Shanks' chest, so she heard her heartbeat getting faster and faster.

'Knock, knock, knock......'

"Ahh

Shanks stuttered very naturally, he wanted to push away, but... You get the idea.

The beauty is in her arms, and she still cares about herself, and if you push it away, you are an idiot.

But、But she、She just said that her chest is uncomfortable.,Gott、Gotta go to Uncle Flower!

Just as Shanks was determined to push Arka away, she backed away.

Shanks: He, he QAQ......

"Shanks." Arka raised her head, looked at the boy taller than her, and under his gaze, stretched out her hand, wrapped her fingers around the soft red hair, and pressed him down with her hand.

His ears and cheeks were pressed against Alka's chest......

Chest ......

Chest ......

Shanks has a bit of an itchy nose and can't help but reddened his ears because... Good, so soft.

"Shanks, did you hear anything?"

With Alka's voice in his ears, Shanks noticed something other than softness.

His ears were pressed against Alka's chest, and his face grew heavier, and he said in a low voice, as if to say to himself, "There is no sound of heartbeat..."

‘……’

Arka stared down at the red skull attached to his chest.

She's a vain.

Arka sighed, and there was a strange feeling in his heart.

She suddenly thought of what the Grim Reaper had said, and her drooping eyes welled up with darkness.

Three years later, in the year 1500 of the Haiyuan calendar, a small island welcomed the first visitor, and the owner of the place stood in front of the house as if he knew it, and greeted him with a smile:

"I told you you would come."

"Tsk, without further ado, how did you become - human?" 【Exclusive Publication of Jinjiang Literature City】

Fate is always so strange and ridiculous, she confidently thought that she would not find death, but she came to the door a few years later.

That year, One Piece Roger died, and the small gang of three was disbanded.

There were so many things gathered in that year, sadness, pain, disappointment, and so on.

No one knows when the next meeting will be.