"Hey, how do you have my portrait?" Fisc walked into the emerald with the sound of the waves, immediately noticed the extra scroll on the wall, and exclaimed by pointing at it.

"Is that really you?" Ringer looked at her in surprise.

"Of course it's me, can't you see it?" Fisch twisted his tail and slid to the wall and stood next to the portrait. Ringer looked at the scrolls on the wall, and in contrast, except for the huge difference in skin color, the outlines were almost identical, except for the fact that there was a place where it seemed to be smaller than the scroll.

"This is what I looked like before I was black, where did you get this scroll?" When Ringer said Pedak's name, Fisch's eyes widened.

"Ah, that idiot again, what a ghost." Grinding a mouthful of sharp teeth, she angrily plucked the scroll from the wall.

"Did you already tell him I was here?"

"Not yet."

"Thank you," Fisc glanced at Ringer gratefully,

"Don't tell him, or he'll stay here forever, and then I won't be able to come here again." Ringer looked at the scroll in her hand that could be in danger at any time, and said, "If you don't want him to find out that you've been here, then you'd better hang that scroll back." ”

"What if someone in the store recognizes me? Maybe it will reach his ears. Ringer smiled, "I promise you, everyone present at this moment will help you keep it a secret." As for the customers who will enter the store in the future—" Ringer stared at Fisch's dark skin, "with your current skin color, I don't think customers will associate you with the portrait on the scroll." Fisch looked down at his dark, shiny skin and thought—

"That's right, then let's hang on here." She finally hung the scroll back on the wall and reached out to smooth out the folds.

Thanks to Ringer's efforts, the innocent scroll was finally out of danger, and when he saw this scene, he nodded with satisfaction and a slight smile.

"Where has he been now?"

"He's gone to the land to find you."

"Ha, idiot, just let him go and find it slowly." Fisc said triumphantly, twisted his thin waist to the bar, and ordered a drink

"Nudity and fame". This cup requires the same dose of mezcal, yellow chat, aperol, and lime juice.

In this wine, it is best to use a strong, smoky mezcal for the best results. Chateau is a French medicinal liquor that was originally brewed by monks of the abbey.

Aperlo, on the other hand, is an Italian aperitif with a sweet and bitter twist, with intense citrus and herbaceous notes.

When these ingredients are mixed together in the same proportions, they make up a cup that is perfect for drinking in the hot summer months

"Nudity and fame". Fisch expectantly took the unique cocktail in pink tones from Ringer's hand and took a sip, and a unique aroma immediately rushed to his head.

The scent was a perfect combination of smoke, honey, citrus peel and agave, and while she couldn't tell exactly where each scent came from, that didn't stop her brain from being conquered by it.

A caramel flavor lingered on her tongue, followed by the sweetness of the Chatea, the wine base and the bitterness of Aperol.

She couldn't taste every wine, but that didn't stop her from enjoying it.

Ringer took the customer's satisfied expression in his eyes and took advantage of the good atmosphere to ask, "Why did Miss Fisch become the way she is?" Fisc opened his half-squinted eyes and said happily, "You mean my skin, right?" ”

"Hmm."

"It doesn't hurt to tell you this, when I knew that my ruthless dad was going to marry me off a starfish, I sneaked up on a deserted island, and with the help of the island's magic array, I absorbed the sunlight and only basked in the sun for one day, and then it was successfully darkened. I thought that if this happened, my father would give up on me and let another sister marry in my place. As a result, I don't want to say that you also know, since this method doesn't work, then I have to take other actions. So I escaped, and then ran out of magic in the process of escaping, and was caught by the redbeard's boat. My luck seems to have gotten very bad since the tan. Fisch took a sip of his wine and held his chin in one hand.

"I'm wondering if the magic array left on the island has the side effect of bringing bad luck in addition to gathering daylight." Ringer listened patiently, then asked, "Has he seen you now?" ”

"You mean the starfish?" Ringer nodded.

"Probably not, so far, we have never officially met, only see each other's portraits." Fisch suddenly realized something, and turned his head to look at the scroll hanging on the wall.

"Ah, I see, my father must not have told him about the blackening of Curcuma, that's why he followed my ass so persistently. Maybe when he sees me now, he will go back to his hometown in a rage. She looked at Ringer excitedly: "Next time that guy comes here again, please ask Mr. Ringer to tell him my news, he will definitely wait for me here, my current appearance will definitely scare him, haha." Looking at the confident and slow Fishie, Ringer couldn't help but remind: "Of course this is no problem, but what if he still doesn't give up?" ”

"Huh?" Fisch seemed to have just realized that there was such a possibility, and the excitement on his face immediately disappeared.

"yes, if that idiot even likes the black one, wouldn't I have thrown myself into the net? Let me think about it again. ”