On the second day after Ages and Hancock arrived in the East Blue...
Early morning...
Dawn slowly drew back the curtains, and the morning light, without a hint of harshness, passed through the white clouds and gently bathed everything in a particularly pleasing sight.
White clouds floated across the pale blue sky, and a gentle sea breeze brushed over the calm surface of the water.
Gulls cried out, and beneath the white clouds in the pale blue sky, several seagulls flapped their snowy wings and soared through the boundless sky, as though telling everyone that a new day had begun.
The morning air was so crisp and sweet, telling the world that this was a colorful, beautiful morning, arriving with a breath of freshness.
A ray of sunlight shone through a crack in the window.
Feeling the soft sunlight on his eyes, Ages slowly opened them and woke from his sleep.
"Is it morning already?"
Looking at the blue sky outside the window, Ages stretched, rubbed his eyes and murmured, still looking sleepy.
Just then.
"Mm-hmm~"
A soft hum rang out, soothing just to hear.
Hearing it, Ages looked to his side.
Beside Ages, Hancock was covered by a crimson bedsheet, leaving only her breathtakingly beautiful face exposed.
The crimson sheet set off Hancock's lovely features, making her look even more pure and ethereal.
Against the crimson sheet, Hancock's peerlessly beautiful face was so stunning that it stirred the heart and made all the flowers in the world pale in comparison.
Looking at her pure, flawless face, like that of a fairy in a painting.
A mysterious light flashed in Ages's eyes, and a trace of tenderness touched his lips. He reached out and gently patted Hancock, who was waking up, and said softly.
"Hancock, you're awake."
Hearing Ages's words, Hancock stretched lazily.
Just as Hancock was about to respond, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Ages.
His dark eyes were gazing straight into her beautiful ones.
Feeling Ages's gaze, Hancock smiled sweetly, then reached out and waved her delicate hand in front of his eyes.
"Ages, why are you looking at me like that...?"
Hearing Hancock's heavenly voice, Ages suddenly came back to his senses and said with a faint smile.
"Can't I look at you? You're my wife. Am I not allowed to look?"
Hearing his words, Hancock smiled so sweetly that all the flowers would have been ashamed of themselves.
"Pfft."
Looking at Ages staring blankly at her, Hancock couldn't help but giggle.
"Ages, you look so cute staring at me like that."
Before long...
Several hours passed...
Ages and Hancock left the cabin and came onto the deck.
He looked up at the blue sky and the snowy white clouds scattered across it.
A sea breeze swept gently past, fluttering the Justice Coat draped over Ages's shoulders.
Ages spread his arms and took a deep breath of the refreshing air. A smile as warm as a spring breeze spread across his face as he said.
"What a refreshing day."
Hearing his words, Hancock, who was behind him, smoothed her silky hair, stepped forward and straightened his pure white suit as she agreed.
"Mm, the weather really is lovely today."
Looking at Hancock straightening his clothes like a devoted wife, Ages's eyes softened, and he said.
"Hancock, it's wonderful having you here."
With that, Ages pulled Hancock into his arms.
Pressed against Ages's broad chest and feeling its warmth, Hancock smiled so sweetly that all the flowers in the world would have considered themselves inferior.
Then Ages glanced at the sea in the distance and said softly to Hancock.
"Hancock, there's an uninhabited island up ahead. I went there with Pops before. It's a nice place. How about I take you to see it?"
Hearing Ages's words, Hancock nodded slightly and said.
"You can decide everything. Wherever you go, I'll go too."
At that, Ages smiled brightly and reached out to ruffle Hancock's silky hair, which fell like a waterfall.
"All right, then let's go to that island."
The small Marine boat carrying Ages slowly picked up speed and headed toward the nearby island.
A long while later...
The small Marine boat carrying Ages reached the shore of the island he had mentioned.
Not far from the shore lay stretches of lush green grass. A gentle morning breeze blew, and sparkling drops of dew slid down the leaves, bouncing merrily.
The green grass awakened beneath the caress of the soft morning light, looking even more verdant after being washed by the rain and dew.
Among the grass, nameless flowers bloomed in a riot of brilliant colors, adding different hues to the expanse of green.
Looking at the grass, Ages smiled faintly and said.
"Hancock, isn't that meadow ahead beautiful?"