"How are you doing? Miss Rose hua."
Boer's voice fell in Robin's ears, and his fingers slid across the back of her hand, then put her fingers into her palm and clasped them.
"I miss you very much."
He held her hand and slowly walked out from the center of the battlefield.
Boer led Robin through this chaotic and quiet banquet of the dead. He walked very slowly.
It was so slow that Robin could feel him gently rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb every step he took, as if counting how many steps the two of them could walk side by side.
She knew the pace - he had been like this when he was at Bernia.
Then Boer waved his hand gently.
On Execution Platform, Ace's body was wrapped in a layer of blue light - and then he disappeared.
One second he was kneeling on Execution Platform of Real World, and the next second he was standing less than two steps in front of Luffy.
But he could feel the smell of barbecue and beer mixed in the air.
The person standing opposite him had Straw Hat hanging crookedly on the back of his neck. He had half a leg of lamb stuffed in his mouth, and his cheeks were bulging like rubber balls.
"Ace!!"
Luffy swallowed the mutton in his mouth.
Rubber Arms has wrapped itself around Ace's back three times.
"It's true! It can be touched! It can be touched Ace! I wore it many times just now! Why didn't you say anything! I thought you were dead - no, I thought you couldn't die anymore - White-Haired Man said you would be fine, so you are really fine, right?"
Ace looked down at the rubber fool in his arms who was covered in injuries but still hugging him with all his strength.
"Luffy."
He called out.
His voice was squeezed out of tune by Luffy's bear hug, but he didn't struggle, nor did he hit Luffy's head like he did before and ask, "Can you let go first?"
"Thank you--idiot brother."
Luffy shouted in the direction of Boer: "White-Haired Man! Thank you!"
Then the two of them were delivered to Marco.
Marco is suspended on the edge of the frozen sea. Phoenix's blue flame wings are fully unfolded, and the flames melt large ice floes.
Whitebeard and Garp breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts at the same time.
But the storm on the battlefield has not ended yet. Whitebeard, Kaido, and Linlin are still facing the steel monster Garp in the distance who has stood up again from the rubble.
Garp still has to fight this last battle as planned.
But the child they care about most in their hearts, Ace, is already safe.
There was no need to exchange words, and the two people did not look at each other, but this tacit understanding penetrated the smoke.
The strength of Whitebeard's arm recovered a little, Garp's red Armament Haki ignited on his right fist again, and the naughty smile on the corner of his mouth returned, "Okay - now I can let go of my hands and feet and beat you."
And a voice sounded in the ears of Linlin and Kaido at the same time.
"Let's choose a grand finale at Marineford. If you two don't stay, Beasts Pirates's cadres and Totto Land's children, World Government will not let go."
Linlin looked around suddenly.
Napoleon The blade then swept through the air around her, cutting into fragments of a stray bullet that happened to fly by. Her pupils zoomed sharply in her eye sockets,
"You bastard brat - Mom knows it! You still remember the time when we threw you to World Government!"
Kaido didn't roar. The words in his ears penetrated deep into his cerebral cortex - "grand ending".
In his mind, the Rocks thirty-eight years ago emerged in his mind, that capsized old-era ship.
The persistence at the corner of Oden's mouth that was still intact when he was cooked to death more than twenty years ago emerged.
Jhin's eyes that didn't care whether he was a monster or not emerged when they first met, and the screen then jumped to Yamato, that stubborn little brat.
He has been growing up in betrayal since he was a little soldier of the Vodka Kingdom. He betrays others and is betrayed by others. The purpose of establishing the Hundred Beasts is to allow all those who are not accepted by the world to stand firm with strength.
And now, if he refuses to stay here - Jhin will die, Jack will die, Queen will die, and those lunatics who have followed him for many years will all be included in Five Elders's "post-war liquidation list".
He opened his mouth to say, "You bastard, you want to threaten me with this?" But the first thing that came out of his mouth was a mouthful of blood.
He looked down at the blood stains he spat on the ice. The blood quickly condensed into dark red in the cold air of the ice.
Then he looked up and smiled.
"A grand finale? Kind of interesting."
But the light in his eyes was no longer the excitement of fighting.
There were Jhin, Yamato, and those subordinates he had never considered as "family" but who had protected them all their lives in their own way.
"Hahaha! I have already had enough in this life! Let us all die here! But before that! I have to twist my head a few more times!!!"
While all this was happening, Robin was holding Boer's hand.
She squeezed his thumb gently. "What's wrong?"
Boer came to his senses and smiled at Robin.
"We have sent the two children away. Let's go - go back with me to see Carina?"
Robin did not answer directly. She tilted her head and teased with a smile on her lips.
"Oh? What - aren't you afraid that your little girlfriend will be jealous?"
Boer reached out and pulled away Door Leaf who suddenly appeared in the air.
The location is the inner chamber of the castle.
Boer held Robin's hand and led her across the threshold, then turned back the moment Door Leaf closed behind him and disappeared, his voice was lowered so that only she could hear it.
"No. I will 'sleep' her properly."
Robin's ears turned a very light red color.
Last time in Bernia's private study, he informed her in exactly the same way that "Kent Sisters's problem has been solved."
She tapped him lightly on the shoulder with her other hand.
"What a mess."
She realized it as soon as the words came out. The last time she used these two words was in the corridor on the second floor of the Bernia library. She was quietly picked up by the person behind her and walked into the corner of the stairs.
What she remembered was not just the word, but the light spots that shone on his cheek through the stained glass that afternoon.
The memory came so quickly that she couldn't press it back before the corners of her mouth curled up.
At the same time.
East wing of the castle, pastry room.
Carina's fox ears captured "Carina, come on."
She was learning how to make cream cakes from Butter Chef. She had not yet put down the piping bag in her hand, and there were several white marks of flour on her apron.
The corners of her mouth curled up, trying to hold back.
When she opened the door, she deliberately let her tone sound a little bit accusatory - it would be best if there was no one else next to Boer, so that she could just jump on him and give him a hug first.
"Boer--Did you bring another princess?"
The door opens.
The warm yellow light in the living room fell into her pupils.
There is a person sitting on the sofa.
Black-Haired reached her waist, her legs were crossed, and she was holding a steaming white porcelain teacup in her hand.
Carina was stunned for a moment. His ears stood up - and then fell down. His tail froze in mid-air for an awkward pause for a second.
She knew this face, and she also knew the name was Nico·Robin.
Carina opened his mouth, and his fingers began to twist together automatically
"Robin--Robin sister is back..."
After saying that, she wanted to bite her tongue, turned her eyes to Boer and winked hard.
That wink means - why didn't you tell me in advance that she was coming? Is my hair messy? There is still flour on the apron! You speak Boer!
Robin It's as if she didn't see the little moves between the two of them. She is here. She doesn't need to fight, grab, or use anything to prove who she is.
But Carina doesn't need to be nervous.
"Carina, come and sit." Robin smiled and patted the sofa at hand.
Carina walked over, his tail nervously sweeping left and right behind him.
Robin stretched out his hand, hugged Carina's shoulders, gently pulled her down, and pressed her head into the hollow of his shoulder.
"It's not easy to get along with Boer."
"Boer is very good - but too carefree and possessive - and always likes to toss Carina..." The second half of the sentence was muttered in a quieter voice.
She raised her eyes and glanced at Robin, then quickly lowered her eyes.
Robin rolled his eyes at Boer.
Boer touched his nose after receiving that eye roll.
"Um - how many dishes should I cook? Let's talk about it..."
Carina looked at the back of Kitchen and suddenly smiled.
It turns out that Boer, who has always been calm and calm in controlling the situation, will act like a child who was caught stealing orange jam in front of sister Robin.
Then she turned her head and saw the side face of Robin, and transformed herself back into an ordinary girl.
"Boer said he liked the state just now, saying it looked like a large fox figurine." Carina stared down at his knees, and his voice became a little quieter.
Robin sighed lightly.
There was no helplessness in that sigh, it was over-compliance.
She reached out and pinched the tip of Carina's nose.
"You - you are like this, which makes that guy so unscrupulous."
"But Carina likes Boer. Whatever Boer likes, Carina likes it."
This sentence popped out of my heart without any thought.
As soon as she said it, she was a little confused by the impulse.
The next second she was pulled into a hug that was longer than before.
Robin's chin rested on top of her head.
"Don't worry. My sister will help you seek justice."
So, after dinner.
They cornered Boer on the sofa in the study room.
Robin led the "negotiations"
Carina was originally assigned the task of standing behind Boer and holding his arms.
But she looked at the look in Boer's eyes, and then took the initiative to participate in the "liquidation".
In the first stage, the list of problems summarized by Carina is not long, mainly including: Boer can obviously move forward quickly but likes to use the excuse of "take your time and I will rub it for you" to keep her from getting out of bed.
Robin added two items: Boer likes to use Magnet-Magnet Fruit's ability to levitate people and fix them in the air with shameful movements, and Boer often shouts "last time" when he is with her and then stops after the third time - usually still stops after the fifth time.
The second stage. Robin moved her fingers, and two clones of Flower-Flower Fruit that were exactly like her stood up from both sides of the sofa at the same time, with four hands on their hips, showing off their perfect figures, with a slight smile on their expressions.
The sense of déjà vu was so strong that Boer sank one centimeter into the sofa out of conditioned reflex.
Carina rushed in from the side, pinned Boer's hands to the armrests of the sofa, and wrapped his tail around his ankles.
In the third stage, the scene exceeded Robin's expectations. I had to open another clone.
Carina announced after twenty minutes that he was exhausted and retreated in embarrassment. When he left the study door, his leg tripped over the threshold.
Then she collapsed on the sofa in the living room, drank two glasses of water, listened to the going on in the study, nodded, took a deep breath, her ears trembled a few times, gritted her teeth, opened the door again and walked in.
"Robin sister--let me help you."
Although his voice was a little trembling when he joined again, after someone's surrender came from the depths of the sofa, soon only a victorious chuckle remained.
The night is very late.
Carina has fallen asleep deeply.
She was curled up on the inside of the big bed in the bedroom, with a portion of her white tail peeking out from the edge of the quilt. The tip of her tail occasionally twitched slightly unconsciously - even in her dreams, she had to make sure there was someone next to the bed.
The breathing sound was even, and occasionally one or two syllables were spoken in sleep: "No more" and "bastard Boer" appeared alternately.
Boer pulled the corner of the quilt up a little to cover her exposed shoulders. The skin on her shoulders was cold, and he pressed it down in case she continued to kick the quilt.
Robin pressed against his chest.
She was lying on her side, with her left ear just above Boer's heart.
Her breathing had slowed down, and the temperature of her skin was slowly ebbing. But she did not sleep.
The arms passed through Boer's waist, and then she raised her head.
Moonlight leaked through the gap in the curtains and fell on her face, illuminating the lingering traces of her drunkenness from the previous few hours into a gentle arc.
She stretched out the index finger of her right hand and gently pressed the pad of her finger against Boer's slightly open lips.
"My love. My Mr. Badass"
"I will come back when I miss you."
She wanted to say that she was actually quite tired. She wanted to say that during the separation, when New World was attacked, she gritted her teeth and knocked down all the enemies before slowly sliding to the ground against the wall of the ruins. She also wanted to say that when she saw the photo of Carina and Boer on the news, she crumpled and then flattened the newspaper.
But she didn't say any of this.
She only said that she would come back when she missed her, and Boer understood everything she had not said.
"Okay."
His answer was just one word.
Most of that word was absorbed by the fingertips of Robin blocking Boer's lips. Then his hand held the back of her neck, and his fingertips gently sank into the hair that was blown by the night wind.
He turned over and kissed her. Robin wanted to say another word, but Boer didn't give her the time to find words and wait for her words to come out.
The darkness outlines the lines of his shoulders and back, fitting her embrace.
Robin only had time to let out a short breath, which was caught between his lips and teeth.
Then she herself put her arms around his neck and pulled him down, as if she wanted to crush him in her arms.
Boer held the beauty in his arms and turned over again, his fingers passed through her Black-Haired scattered on the pillow, and his lips slid down a slow arc from the earlobe, swallowing the remaining thoughts of Robin into his own breathing rhythm along with his incoherent murmurs.