I Have No Interest In Devil Fruit

[Chapter Header Serialization Art is Comedy 1·『I am a painter! 』]

[The great route. an island. street. A man with a drawing board on his back stood on a fountain, facing the crowd, raised his fists and shouted. ]”

Robin wakes up in a daze, wakes up a little, and subconsciously touches his face first.

Then I want to use Huahuaguo——I just remembered that Huahuaguo is no longer there.

She breathed a sigh of relief. Noticing that the ship was not shaking very much, and seemed to be gradually stopping, she left the room, went out of the cabin, and came to the deck outside, just as Lynch was there.

In the sea breeze, there is a familiar melody.

""Binks' Wine"..." Robin walked to Lynch, "This is a very popular piece of music, very popular among sailors and even pirates..."

Lynch hummed.

In the dawning light, the pirate ship gradually stopped on the remote coast of Muzexin Island.

On the shore, there is a simple log cabin.

And in front of the cabin, there is an old wooden piano parked.

An old man with gray hair in a simple floral shirt was playing the piano as if no one else was around.

The ten fingers danced on the yellowed black and white keys, in harmony with the sound of waves rising from the tide, the old man hummed the vague lyrics:

"Bringing Binks' wine~to your side~"

"Like the sea breeze doing whatever you want~Riding the wind and breaking the waves~"

Morrie's huge body stretched alluringly on the deck, and the whole ship shook when he stood up.

"You're in such a good spirit, playing the piano and singing so early?" Mori said, "It's so nice...it seems like I'm missing someone~"

Boom——The old man who played the piano stopped fingering, and turned his head to look at the huge Morrie on the pirate ship.

"Why are you looking at him?" Morrie also stared at the old man unceremoniously, "Do you like me that much?"

Robin suddenly realized that it turned out that the giant Morrie said such things to everyone...

Unexpectedly, the old man nodded his head, his old face smiled like a chrysanthemum, "Ah! I really like you... I will send Binks' wine to you day after day~ in the dusk of my dream ~" He continued to play, the notes were jumping with joy.

Morrie stroked his beard. He seemed to be at a loss for a while, and he may have never been answered in this way...

"What are these people going to do?" Robin pointed back.

At this moment, those pirates were all gathered beside the pile of people on the deck with blue faces.

"Wait a minute." Lynch raised his hand and pointed to the back of the cabin on the shore, "Someone is coming."

It's a couple of people in black suits.

"It's the gang..." Morrie said. He used to leave his navy jacket open, revealing his full chest hair, and wore a unique skirt underneath. The few black suits on the shore looked head-on, but they didn't realize that this guy was a navy in uniform. They looked at Lynch and the others on the pirate ship warily, and said to the old man playing the piano: "Old George, it's almost time, come with us to the wedding venue, the band is missing you alone..."

Wedding... Robin said to Lynch in a low voice: "It should be the 'dagger' person...their eldest daughter held a public wedding today..."

Lynch wondered, "Isn't the person from 'Bullet' who contacted you?"

He stopped talking, thinking of the boss of "Bullet", that Capone Becky's unique hobby, and immediately guessed something.

"That guy... is really bad enough! Coincidentally, this trip should not be in vain." Lynch said to himself.

Under the urging of several black suits, the old man playing the piano slowly packed his things.

"Hey! You guys!" The black suits took out their pistols, aimed at the three Lynchs at the bow, and asked in a cold voice, "Is it a pirate? What do you want to do on this island?"

They didn't pay much attention to Lynch and Robin, and mainly focused on the big guy who couldn't be ignored—Morrie.

Lynch stepped on the bow of the boat, raised his hand and shouted, "Wait a minute—!!"

"Ok?"

The men in black suits with guns were amazed. Then they saw, against the light in the morning light, the boy with an unclear face at the bow suddenly turned his hands up, as if smiling.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

As soon as the boy's words fell, the wrists of these black suits seemed to be dazzled by a hundred flowers, and an arm grew out of each of them, grabbing the guns they were holding tightly.

"what is this?!"

"hand?!!"

The black suits screamed, but Lynch's arms made of Huahua fruit had already grabbed their guns, reversed the muzzle, aimed at these people themselves, and stuffed them into their mouths.

………………

Several black suits were stripped off and thrown into the sea.

Seeing this familiar bandit behavior, Robin smiled faintly, and quickly restrained himself when Lynch turned his head.

"Morrie, take them to find the naval base on this island." Lynch said, "There are so many people, only you can pick them up."

"It doesn't matter to me..."

As Morrie said, he copied it casually, and caught the dead or alive pirates on the deck of the pirate ship.

Lynch lifted his chin. The pitch-black battle armor lingering on the side immediately understood, raised his right hand to Morrie who walked ashore, and took out a triangular chip from the inverted triangle "reactor" glowing with white light on his chest - the arm armor covered with red flame patterns immediately ejected , flew towards the furry chest of the giant, and sent the push fruit chip directly into Mori's body.

Morrie winked at him. Lynch was already immune, and reminded: "Keep the bounty for me!"

"I know~ it's true!" Morrie said in a majestic voice, hugged a bunch of pirates, walked forward with huge steps, and left along the shore of the island.

At this time, Old George, an old piano player who was almost tidied up, had already changed into a slightly old dress, carrying a handbag, and watched the whole process with a blank expression.

Lynch waved his hand and said, "I didn't even eat breakfast, I'm so hungry. Old man, take us to the wedding to see the excitement."

"I know you, the young hunter named Giorno." Old George said slowly.

Lynch walked over with Robin, "I didn't expect you to like reading newspapers..."

Old George continued: "And the little girl next to you..."

Lynch staggered a step, swayed in front of the slightly nervous Robin, and slightly blocked Old George's sight. During this short process, petals rose from Robin's face, and his forehead quickly became broad, his cheeks plump, and his nose looked like garlic... he was still the ugly boy that Lynch was familiar with when he was on South Calgary Island. shape.

Old George looked at Robin's face intently, and murmured, "I'm wrong? I'm really old..."

"Long time no see, I almost forgot." Lynch said in a low voice, and Robin lowered his head and pulled out his hand.

Lynch turned around and smiled with Old George, "What's wrong with her?"

Old George shook his head and said as he walked, "I thought she was the 'son of the devil'... I was going to tell you to leave quickly. There are so many people on the island today, it is very dangerous to run here..."

Lynch and Robin followed the old man to the island and asked curiously, "Don't you hate that devil's son?"

Hearing this, Old George laughed, "Boy, do you know how many great people have come out of this island?"

"I really don't know."

"It's fine if you don't know."

"Hey!" Lynch said speechlessly, "Then what did you mention?"

Old George snorted, "The long history of this island is greater than the world government and the so-called navy! What kind of people have never been out, what kind of things haven't been experienced? The devil's son... Humph, Just listen to what the navy says. An eight-year-old girl is also wanted by a 79 million Bailey all over the world, and the gang in the navy are really shameless!"

"Haha, you are really interesting, old man." Lynch said happily, "By the way, why do you live alone by the sea, and still play the piano and sing early in the morning?"

"Just missing an old friend..."

Old George led the two of them into the town. His words were full of vicissitudes, and he sighed, "That lecherous afro said he was going out to sea to see, but he didn't expect to get on that ship. It's been almost thirty years since his eyes... Already!"

Is this Brook's hometown? Lynch was surprised, and suddenly thought that Miao Zexin Island, Miao Zexin, sounds a bit like a musician...

The wind blew Robin's short black hair, and there were bursts of melodious music.

"This is the island of music!" Old George led them down the street, "Music is the oldest language born in this world, on this sea! Just like the history of this island..."

history? Robin, who was following Lynch, raised his head.

On both sides of the street, in the small shops and pavements along the road, in the houses of the residents...accordions, violins, clarinets, harmonicas, lace drums...all kinds of musical instruments, all kinds of music, intertwined into A messy and harmonious river of music... And at the end of the river, deep in the street, where the music is the loudest, is the scene of today's grand wedding.

If nothing else, it will be on shelves next Friday. Well, trying to save some manuscripts and put them on the shelves can add a few more chapters...