"Captain Dusty, why are you here?" Smoker was helpless, he hadn't separated himself from Zoro yet, and Dusty's arrival directly annihilated the battlefield between the two.

Looking at Zoro, who had already lowered his head and picked up his meal, Smoker knew that he had no chance to try to explore Long's roots for the time being.

"Why can't I come here?" Dusty didn't notice the solemn atmosphere of the restaurant, sat down at the table next to Smoker, and then said to the boss who looked at her with a grateful face, "It's still the same." ”

Now Smoker knows without asking, Dusty must be a regular here.

"By the way, Colonel, why did you come here, don't you usually eat in the cafeteria?" Picking up a tissue and wiping the not-so-greasy tabletop, Dusty asked curiously.

Pinching off the cigar, Smoker also picked up the spoon and began to eat, and after hearing Dusty's question, he chose to make up a random reason to fool the past: "Too lazy to go back to the base." ”

"Oh, that's right."

Seeing that Dusty didn't ask, Smoker was also relieved, this girl's inquisitive nature really made him very helpless.

"Who is this?"

The relieved breath was instantly brought up again, and Smoker said secretly: "Ah, it's going to start again." ”

"Ah, you're Roronoa Zoro!" Dusty stood up with her hands clapped on the table, staring at Zoro with sparkling eyes.

Zoro didn't really want to see Dusty, so he kept his head down to eat, but he didn't think about being recognized.

Guina's death has always been a stalk in his and Koshiro's hearts, so when he faces Dusty, who has the exact same appearance as Guina, his emotions will always be a little abnormal.

Originally, he thought that it would be better to be reborn once, but when he saw "things" and thought about people, seeing this face reminded him of Gu Yina again.

But fortunately, he will no longer deal with Dusty with a not very friendly and awkward attitude like in his previous life.

Raising his head and reaching out to put the rice grains in the corner of his mouth into his mouth, Zoro nodded, which was regarded as a hello.

"Wow, that's true." Dusty looked at Sauron like a little fan girl, and his sparkling eyes made Sauron uncomfortable for a while.

Zoro glared at Smoker, his eyes signaling, "What's the matter?" ”

Smoker pursed his lips and gave a helpless look back: "That's it." ”

After the recent news of the defeat of the East China Sea pirates, Zoro became a role model for Dusty.

Unlike Sauron's previous life, the current Dusty does not think that Sauron is a wicked man who makes money with a famous sword, but a chivalrous swordsman who saves the people from fire and water.

"Colonel Smoker, do you know Mr. Zoro?" Seeing his boss and his idol eyebrows, Dusty couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong between the two.

"Just met." Smoker shrugged, then began to change the subject: "Where did you run just now, didn't you let you follow me, why didn't you see anyone all day?" ”

"I took the knife and took care of it." Dusty told the truth.

Hearing this, Zoro was glad that he hadn't stayed in the weapon shop for long, otherwise he might have run into Dusty there and be pestered by her.

"By the way, Mr. Zoro, that ......" Dusty came to Zoro's side, squirming and hesitating, and finally clenched his fists to cheer himself up, and looked at Sauron with eyes like a lamb seeking food:

"Okay, can you show me your knife?"

“…… Which one? After thinking about it for a moment, Sauron decided to show the knife to the knife idiot.

The glasses girl in front of her is daydreaming of collecting all the world's famous knives in the future, although it is unrealistic, but Zoro will not laugh at her.

Just like he longs to fight Hawkeye and wants to replace him as the world's number one swordsman, no one with a dream should be ridiculed, but those who have no dreams and laugh at others should be laughed at.

"Harmony and Taoism...... Three generations of Oni Toru ......" Looking at the three knives that Zoro had placed on the table, Dusty hesitated and picked up the Blade of the Wind.

The text of Kazuchi and the three generations of Oni are famous knives with a long history, and although Dusty has never seen real things, he knows them very well.

On the contrary, it was this gorgeous shape that did not match the mainstream sword-forging technique, and the Wind Blade attracted her attention even more.

"This knife is very strange." Dusty held the Wind Blade in both hands, the knife weighed a little heavier than she expected.

Of course, the Wind Blade gave her the feeling of being not only overweight, but also a very unique touch, touching the Wind Blade as if she was touching the exoskeleton of some kind of creature.

Yes, Dusty was sure that he was touching cold steel, but for some reason he felt like he was touching the bone spurs of a wild beast, and this strange feeling made Dusty a little creepy.

"Hehe, this little girl is good, she can even detect my difference." The Blade of the Wind is complacent.

"Don't do strange things." Knowing that the Wind Blade would twitch from time to time, Zoro could only warn him not to mess around.

But he warned Dusty about the Wind Blade, but Dusty misunderstood, she blushed, hurriedly put down the Wind Blade that was about to come to her nose, and said "I'm sorry" before returning to her seat with her head bowed, waiting intently for her food to come up.

“……”

Shaking his head, Sauron didn't know what to say, just after the meal was finished, Zoro didn't need to stay any longer, he tied the saber back to his waist, got up and paid and left.

Smoker didn't follow any further, and after letting Dusty go back to the Navy to help with official business after dinner, he continued to patrol with a cigarette.

And Dusty, who was left alone, didn't care at all, and sat in the seat secretly annoyed: "I forgot to ask the name of the knife." ”

……

In a building opposite the execution table in Rogue Town, a woman in a long black dress was sitting in the shadow of the corner of the window, holding an ancient book in her hand and reading in the sunlight.

She didn't dare, and she couldn't show her face, even if she was on a mission, she could only avoid the crowd, otherwise if she was recognized, there would be endless troubles coming to her door.

With her lips and teeth lightly open, she softly recited simple and time-honored words, savored the charm of ancient books, and explored the secrets of the books alone, she was so immersed in her own world, enjoying the warmth brought to her by knowledge.

But there was a knock on the locked door, and the woman put down the ancient book, held the pistol on the side, and quietly came to the side of the door, the black muzzle of the gun pointed at the door, ready to fire bullets.

After two knocks, the knock changed, two hurriedly, softly, and again.

After confirming the code, it was her own person, and the woman opened the door a crack and looked at the maid in front of her in a black and white maid costume.

"Miss.All Sunday, the target has appeared, do you want to start contacting?"

The woman, codenamed Miss.All Sunday, nodded, silently closed the door, and went to the window to put away the ancient books.

Put on a black top hat, stand in front of the bust mirror to tidy up your appearance, and finally pick up a pair of sunglasses that cover half of her face and put them on, making her look mysterious and seductive.

Nodding his red lips, the Demon Son who had been in the underworld for many years showed a charming and confident smile.