Pirate: I'm not the King of the Sea, so don't mess with me.

"Oh!"

"It hurts, it hurts~"

"Get up, are you going to become stronger with this attitude?"

Zheniya fell to the ground holding her head, rolling in pain.

The tall, muscular purple-haired man frowned and yelled angrily.

After all, in the eyes of Zefa, who is world-famous for his physical skills, this girl who insists on asking him to train his knowledge and skills is too weak.

Her skin was so soft and white that it turned blue at the slightest touch, and she cried out in pain as soon as she touched her fist.

Zefa had no doubt that if he had struck harder, the girl would have cried for him on the spot.

She was so small and fragile.

With a soft body, slender bones, sweet voice and soft personality, she is more like a delicate young lady raised by a wealthy family.

Zefa felt that she should not appear on the training ground, but should appear in a high-end piano practice room, playing elegant and clear music with her slender fingers under the guidance of a teacher who specializes in teaching royal piano skills.

...Instead of using those weak-looking cat claws to learn how to scratch people like now.

Zefa sighed secretly, the principles of knowledge color and weapon color have been explained very clearly.

The required physical training has not been neglected, but as a month has passed, not only have I not touched the edges of the sight and weapon sex, but this stinky girl is always complaining about pain.

"Get up! Keep training." Zefa walked forward step by step with a tigerish face.

But this is a training ground. Anyone who comes here, no matter who you are or what your status is, Zefa will never give special treatment.

However, just as Zefa's footsteps stopped in front of the girl rolling on the ground, the little girl who had been holding her head and screaming suddenly suddenly jumped up.

Her long aqua hair was flying in the air, and she pounced on him very quickly.

Zefa was slightly stunned. As far as he could see, a jet-black fist was very close at hand.

Armed color?

when……

The instinct of the body was faster than that of the mind. Zefa turned his head to hide, grabbed his slender wrist with his strong hands, turned around and threw away the girl who rushed to attack him.

Zheniya's soft body twisted in mid-air, her feet landed on the ground and she slid backwards for more than ten meters before stopping.

A red light flashed across the girl's eyes, and an unruly bad girl smile appeared on her lips: "You're scared, hey, it's not over yet!"

The next moment, the smile on the girl's lips disappeared, she stepped on her feet and rushed towards Zefa.

shave.

The body suddenly disappeared in mid-air, and when it reappeared, it was Zefa's profile.

The long and slender legs were covered with a layer of jet black armor, and the strong wind roared across them.

Zefa narrowed his usually stern eyes.

He even learned how to shave!

He felt surprised and surprised, so he planned to try out what other moves this girl had hidden, and then he made a move.

Seeing that the long legs wrapped in armed colors were still a few centimeters away from the side of the head, Zefa suddenly bent over and stepped forward at the same time. Instead of retreating, he advanced, and his lower uppercut whizzed towards Zheniya's body from bottom to top. jaw.

The punch is fierce, and once hit by this punch, it may not be as simple as pain.

The red light in the aqua blue eyes flashed away, there was no murderous intention, only full determination.

Where Zefa saw it, the water vapor in the air fluctuated violently.

The wind of the fist hit her face, and it was so close. Zheniya gritted her teeth. She was always afraid of pain and did not hide. The attack on her legs was inappropriate.

thump.

Zefa rarely showed a surprised look.

Zheniya raised the corners of her mouth, her eyes filled with joy.

Success! ( ?? w ?? )y

The soft and delicate body used the force of the kick just now to drive the body to rotate in mid-air. The other foot was covered in armed colors and kicked straight towards Zefa's chest.

Because she was too surprised, Zefa really got her way.

There was a muffled bang.

Zheniya turned over neatly and landed on the ground, while Zefa was kicked back two or three steps.

After stopping, Zefa looked at his fist blankly.

The palms were loosened and the grip was loose.

The punch that just hit Zheniya clearly hit something...

He raised his head and looked in the direction of Zenia.

The tension in his body was relieved, and as soon as he relaxed, not to mention, his chest, which had just been kicked, started to feel a dull pain.

Zefa narrowed his eyes, looked at the girl who was secretly proud of herself with her hands on her waist, and asked, "What was that just now?"

Zheniya smiled: "What a capability!"

Then he hooked his fingers at Zefa, raised his chin and said provocatively: "How do you think? Be surprised!"

His thumb pointed back at himself, proudly like a kitten with its tail raised: "You also said that I am a weak loser. Does this slap in the face hurt?"

She suddenly lowered her body, stepped back with her right foot, and narrowed her beautiful eyes.

The smooth face with the bangs combed back is full of unruliness that doesn’t match his appearance: “I’ve been putting up with you, a coach who keeps telling me that I can’t do this and that I can’t do that, for a long time!”

The girl stepped on her feet and shaved.

He disappeared into thin air.

"Today I will let you see what genius is..."

Zefa:......

*

Recently, Garp went out again, captured hundreds of pirates and sent them to Impel Down, then turned around and returned to the villa where he had not returned for a month.

In fact, in the past, Garp would not have stayed more than a day even if he returned to his headquarters.

As long as there are enough supplies on board, he can keep surfing the sea.

Even for this freedom, Garp once again rejected Marshal Kong's proposal to promote him to general six months ago.

However, since Zenia came to the headquarters, Garp's idea of ​​not returning to his place of residence and preferring to leave it covered in dust has improved.

He was not worried that Zheniya would not live well here or be bullied or anything like that...

The main reason is (lll￢w￢) that girl is too out-of-touch. During the month when Garp went to sea, he received calls from his friend Sengoku almost every day.

For example, today Zheniya broke the sliding door of Sengoku's office.

Another example is the day before yesterday when Zheniya smashed the Sengoku nanmu table.

For example, the day before yesterday, Zheniya shaved off a piece of his briquette head while Warring States was sleeping...

When you encounter the first two, it's okay, just pay the money. Garp's left and right smashing moves are just as good as Zhenia's. If there are too many lice, they won't bite them. Garp never cares about money.

As for the latter...

Garp remembers being sprayed by Sengoku for half an hour that day, and the core idea was to let him take care of his sister.

Karp: (ˉ▽ˉ；)…

My little finger picked out my ears!

Even if he has a big heart like Garp, he will feel irritable if he gets a call every day before the sun rises. He is sleep deprived.

What's even worse is that Warring States talks about something different every day, which makes him tired.

Garp is also very helpless!

When the Warring States Period was targeted, it was entirely because of him! From this look, it seems that the girl has not calmed down yet and is thinking of ways to prevent him from having an easy time!

Garp had no choice but to finally decide to return to the Navy headquarters after being harassed for a month.

First, go see the naughty girl who likes to play tricks on the Warring States Period, and then go to the cafeteria to have a meal.

The tall man kicked open the courtyard door and opened the door to his home with a step as if he didn't recognize his relatives.

After shouting that no one was there, Garp slapped his forehead and remembered.

That girl doesn't know how to cook, so everyone she knows in the villa area takes turns cooking for her.

After thinking about it, Garp turned around and walked to the door of the courtyard, took a deep breath, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Zheniya, Zheniya, where have you been? Come home quickly."

The sound waves spread, deafening and enlightening.

After shouting, Karp smacked his lips, feeling that the effect was not as good as using a loudspeaker.

In a villa in the general villa area.

Zheniya, who was taking a big bite of rice, choked, whined and patted her chest, while reaching out to grab the water glass on the table.

At this time, a big hand reached out and pushed the water glass to Zheniya's hand.

Kuzan was helpless: "Yaya-chan, eat slowly."

Porusalino, who was on the side, was dressed in home clothes, holding his chin and pouting with a smile: "Yeah~ I didn't expect Mr. Karp to be back so soon~"

Zheniya took a sip of warm water, exhaled loudly, and said with a speechless face: "It must have been the call from that bastard from Warring States."

She rolled her eyes and muttered: "Nissan can't control me anyway, so what's the use of calling?"

Then he lowered his head and continued to eat.

As for Garp... let him shout first, and then talk about it after finishing the meal.

After being beaten for a day, she was about to starve to death.