[ONE PIECE] The daily life of Shura field in four eyes

Chapter4

Dreamland-Marco's occasion

——Chaos and order, illusion and reality

you live in the sunshine

And I, I will huddle alone in the corner, licking our shared memories

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This is probably a dream

The famous captain of the Whitebeard Pirates thought this way

As he strolled down the streets of the town, passers-by greeted him warmly.

Then he felt himself raise his hand in response

yes feel it

He seemed to be locked in his own body and could only act according to himself in the dream.

He is like a bystander and a participant

Marco seemed to be still very young at this time in the dream. A purple coat was opened wide, revealing the tattoos on his chest. He looked like he was in his early thirties, flamboyant and wanton.

Marco walked to an alley, and the sound of fighting inside attracted his attention.

This wouldn't be a big deal if the main character wasn't an eight-year-old

Three grown men surrounded a little girl. The girl's blond hair was somewhat messy and tied behind her head. They clenched their fists and stared at the three people in front of them.

Marco couldn't see her expression, but he guessed she was shaking and scared. Just as he was about to step forward, the girl's movements stopped him.

The little blond girl was not trembling. On the contrary, her small body jumped up, stepped on one man's body and sat on the other man's shoulder. Then she raised her hand and broke the man's neck neatly.

The man's two accomplices seemed to be frightened by the scene before them. One of them cursed and took out a dagger and pointed at the little girl.

She followed the trend, twisted her body deftly, jumped to the man's side, held the man's wrist tightly, and snatched it away against the blade. The sharp dagger instantly cut the girl's palm, but she seemed not to feel the pain. He clenched his arms tightly and slashed the man's neck upwards.

Blood spurted out and fell on the little girl's face. The man's trachea made a whooshing sound, and he fell to the ground without a few struggles.

She wiped the blood on her face nonchalantly and stared at the last person.

Marco then realized that her eyes were beautiful blue.

At this moment, those eyes were locked on the target sharply, as if if he moved again, his neck would be torn apart instantly.

The man staggered, shrank, swore a few curse words, and crawled away from the alley.

The girl saw Marco in the direction he fled.

She stared at him for a while, and then she didn't seem to notice that this man had witnessed her murder. She found a corner and squatted down, staring at the ground blankly, as if thinking about something.

Marco thought this child was very interesting. He walked forward and squatted in front of the little girl.

"My name is Marco, what about you?" "How old are you? Why are you here alone?" "Do you have a family?"

The girl remained silent, raised her head, and stared at him with her blue eyes.

After hearing the last question, she moved and answered

"no"

"They're all dead"

Marco was not surprised by this answer. The dirty clothes on the little girl's body could no longer be seen as they were originally, and the shoes she wore were tattered, with a few toes exposed, and her blond hair was tied up. The strange curly eyebrows were gathered together in a big circle at the back of the head. The small face could not see its original appearance. It was smeared with dust and dried blood. Only the big blue eyes, It seems to be glowing in this dark alley

Marco thought for a while and asked a question that surprised even himself.

"Do you want to come with me?"

The girl didn't speak. Marco across from him waited for her answer with lifeless fish eyes.

After what seemed like an eternity, and then what seemed like only a few minutes, the little girl looked directly into Marco's eyes.

She said softly

"Okay, I'll go with you"

So why is it like this?

With an expressionless expression, Marco took the blond girl with him, and the two of them, one large and one small, walked towards the shore carrying large and small packages.

In fact, the two of them bought everything they should and should not buy in a small town.

Originally I just wanted to buy some clothes for children, but I bought so many at once...

Ah, my pocket money

Marco thought this, his eyes drifted towards the little girl unconsciously

She still looked the same, with a small face expressionless. Due to time constraints, she didn't have time to wash herself properly, so she could only wait until she got back to the ship.

She didn't seem to care much about these things. Marco actually didn't understand why the little girl who looked very guarded agreed to leave with him without saying a word. She obviously didn't even know what I did, right? What should I do if I am a human trafficker?

"Hiss...it seems that safety education will be put on the agenda in the future."

Marco muttered something as he walked.

The little girl followed him step by step, and when he wasn't paying attention, she gently grabbed the corner of his clothes and saw that the purple clothes were stained with dark red blood.

She raised her head and glanced at him, then quickly lowered her head and looked straight ahead.

She pursed her lips, smiled slightly, and raised her eyebrows happily.

Moby-Dick is taking a big hit now

Because Marco, the always steady captain of the first team, brought back a blond child

Focus on it!It's blonde!

Marco sat cross-legged in the middle of the deck, receiving looks from all directions.

He scratched his blond hair and accepted the interrogation of the three halls with half-shaded eyes and no enthusiasm.

As for the little girl, Marco threw her into the bathroom of her room as soon as she got on the boat.

"Kulalalala, my son, I heard that you brought your daughter back?"

The tall man sitting at the head also has blond hair, but his lighter hair color is more like platinum blond.

He smiled and looked at his eldest son

Marco joined the ship very early and has been with him for more than ten years. I have never heard of any romantic affairs with him in these years.

It's rare to hear gossip, and Whitebeard can't help but want to join in the fun

"Tsk, Dad, it's my daughter."

Marco knew it would be like this. It would be difficult to pass up a bunch of boring men gossiping.

"It's just a kid I happened to meet on the street. I took him to the boat if I thought it was appropriate."

"That kid is extraordinary. He knocked down two adults in two strokes. I can't do that at this age."

Marco said seriously

"And she said that all her family members are dead."

Marco didn't know what he wanted to express. He probably wanted to say that the child was too indifferent to life, or he wanted to describe the dirty look of the child squatting in the corner.

A child of eight or nine years old should not be like this at such a young age

Whitebeard looked at him, seeming to understand what he wanted to convey, and smiled without caring much.

"Anyway, you've made up your mind, just go and give it a try."

Now that you have decided to give her a home, give it a try, my son

clap clap

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped after a while

The girl knew that fresh water on the sea was precious, so she simply rinsed off the dirt on her body and wrapped herself in the bath towel she just bought twice.

Marco's new purchases are comprehensive and are completely prepared for her. They are enough for her daily use.

The little girl was barefoot, and her small body was wrapped in a too-large bath towel, wrapped in several layers randomly inside and out. Her beautiful blond hair was still dripping with water, and the water droplets slid down her young shoulders into the white bath towel. However, she didn't seem to want to pay attention to her wet hair. She grabbed the newly bought clothes and was about to change into them?

The moment the bath towel slipped off,

A line of small black writing was revealed on the girl's lower back, near her tailbone.

It's not accurate to say it's handwriting, it's probably closer to a serial number

0-M006

what is that?

If Marco were here, he would probably be able to think of the slave trade and human experimentation prevalent in the dark world in an instant.

Which kind?What kind of code does this little girl have?

Within a moment she had already put on a white dress

Sleeveless suspender design, long skirt slit on the side above the knees, covering the ankles

She looked at herself in the mirror

It was a very delicate face, a small face as big as a palm, but it did not have the baby fat that should be expected at this age. Instead, it was a bit pale and weak, with not much flesh on the face.The messy hair is casually pulled back, revealing a smooth forehead and a small, pointed chin, which makes the eyes big and lively.

At this time, those blue eyes were staring blankly at themselves in the mirror.

She seemed to be suddenly nervous, and her small palms touched the soft fabric of the dress.

She still remembered that when Marco bought her this skirt, he gestured to her left and right, but she was too dirty at that time, and her face was smeared black. I'm afraid Marco couldn't tell that she was wearing this skirt. What effect does it have on her?

The little girl grabbed the bath towel and rubbed her still wet hair, her curly eyebrows slightly raised.

After wiping her hair half-dry, she became reluctant to move. She began to become more and more afraid of the unfamiliar environment, and even doubted whether she had made the right decision to follow Marco and board Whitebeard's ship.

In fact, from the first time she saw the tattoo on Marco's chest, she recognized it as the symbol of the Whitebeard Pirates.

She had heard this name a few years ago

In my memory, the cold father who had nothing left but ambition said this at the time.

"That old immortal with white beard, if you don't want to stay in the new world, why come to Beihai to cause trouble?"

It seems that the country that was originally at war stopped the war because of Whitebeard's intervention. The island was naturally protected by Whitebeard and hung the flag of the Whitebeard Pirates.

Thinking about it this way, Whitebeard is really a great and great pirate who can ruin that man's plan.

The girl thought evilly, maybe this is what she read in the book about the enemy of the enemy being the friend.

Having said that, can I really stay?

She thought about Marco

I'd like to stay with him if I could.If you want to ask for a reason, it was probably the moment when he asked her if she wanted to go with him.

My heart skipped a beat

——Ah, I really want to see him now...

Thinking this, she pushed the door open and walked out

At this time, the Whitebeard Pirates did not have more than 1600 crew members like they would in the future, and the rooms on the Moby-Dick had not been expanded to that many, but such a big ship was too much for a little girl who had just arrived. Finding Marco wasn't easy

Fortunately, she had anticipated this problem and stained Marco's clothes with her blood early.

She closed her eyes and felt for a while, then when she opened them again she walked firmly in one direction.

Sure enough, only at times like this do you feel

There is nothing wrong with body modification