Reborn As a Pirate

　　 misconduct...

　　 accidentally made a huge slip of the tongue, Lorraine frowned, followed Henna back to the boat like a little daughter-in-law, without the slightest charm of the captain.

　　 Little Pierce could see in the clouds, and he hurriedly left to wash the deck and ran away gossip: "Captain, you are..."

　　 "Did you do five hundred fencing today?"

　　 "Hey...I did it!"

　　 "Hundred knots finished?"

　　 "It's over!"

　　 "How about swimming for two kilometers?"

　　 "It's over!"

　　 "Sea chart?"

　　 "The homework is on your desk, it was done last night!"

　　 Lorraine tilted his head and glanced diagonally at the mop lying on the deck: "That is to say, it's not dark yet, so all you have to do is scrub the deck and make dinner?"

　　 "Yes, sir!" Little Pierce was very ambitious.

　　 Lorraine patted his shoulder encouragingly: "Very good, tomorrow's training volume will increase by 20%, remember to inform Supervisor Karen."

　　 "Yes... eh!"

　　 There is a small boat, such as a pack.

　　 Lorraine succumbed to little Pierce, and finally decided to face the bleak life.

　　 He found Hina at night, and solemnly agreed with Hina's suggestion.

　　 They agreed that if there is no progress after three days, they will start the kidnapping plan for the heir of Viscount Alfonso.

　　 There are only sixteen words in the script, Henna tied people, Lorraine rescued, three knives and six holes in exchange for friendship.

　　 Early in the morning of the next day, the excited Lorraine and Hina entered the port area again, busy with their futile and well-meaning sales work.

　　 Then, dusk...

　　 is still the square, still a pair of tired and lost shadows.

Jeep... the Roma danced passionate flamenco dance in front of the caravan, with guitars, castanets, carols, and the "Haleo" rushing to the sky one after another. It seemed to be really magical. , Can inject life into the human soul.

　　 Lorraine and Henna were attracted to them and watched quietly in front of the caravan for a long time.

　　 Until sunset, Lorraine threw a golden pound toward the opened guitar case, and the smile returned to the two faces.

　　 Lorraine bowed his elbow at Hina: "Beautiful lady, can you invite you to dinner on my boat?"

　　 Henna bulged her cheeks and took Lorraine's arm, and whispered: "Eat beef at night and stew Spanish beef!"

　　...

　　 The lights are on.

　　 Lorraine took Henna along the market alley to the pier, and caught a small black cat with white ears on the road. It seemed that he had been with him for a long time.

　　 Probably... I started following from the square.

　　 He beckoned suspiciously to the thin kitten.

　　 The little guy really approached, using his little furry head and lovingly arched Lorraine's palm.

　　 Lorraine was amused by its charming look.

　　 "Really, are you not afraid that I will abduct you?"

"Meow."

"what do you want?"

"Meow."

"hungry?"

　　 Lorraine quickly sniffed his body.

　　He is not a fisherman, but because he lives on a boat all year round, he feeds on marine fish most of the time.

　　 If he insists on saying that there is no fishy smell on his body, he would not believe this kind of nonsense.

　　 But such a faint, almost inaudible smell can bring a cute kitten...

　　 still only represents the lucky black cat!

　　 Is it going to turn around?

The superstitious Mr. Drake absently scratched the soft white ears of the little black cat, suddenly stood up, bought a large piece of salmon from the fish shop next door, and tore it off little by little, for fear of the cute little guy choking. .

　　 The little guy ate fast, and quickly ate the big piece of fish clean.

"Meow."

　　 It licked Lorraine's empty palm, rubbing it, and became more intimate with Lorraine.

　　 Lorraine poked it on the head dumbfoundedly: "Isn't you full yet?"

"Meow."

　　 "But I just saw that there are only a few pieces of smoked fish left in the catch shop. You can't eat smoked fish. The little guy will get sick if he eats large salt grains."

　　 "Meow."

　　 "First... Sir, can you let go of the white ears?"

　　 There was a timid voice from the corner of the alley. Lorraine saw a dirty girl who was holding her sleeves at a loss.

　　 She looks about thirteen or fourteen years old, petite, black hair and black eyes.

　　 Her face resembling a goose egg has large, long, bright eyes, and under the tall bridge of the nose, there is a slightly wide mouth.

　　 This is the standard appearance of the Roma, some Indians, and very white.

　　 It's just that most of the Roma have a warm and cheerful personality. Suddenly, such a trembling little girl appeared, with a cramped and pale face, which made Lorraine dare not be sure of his own judgment for a while.

　　 But, it doesn’t seem to matter.

　　 Lorraine rubbed the cat's head and asked the girl: "Is it your cat?"

　　 "Yes... please, can you let it go?"

　　 "I didn't catch it, it was just hungry." Lorraine smiled and stood up.

　　 Seeing that the kitten will never eat again, it meows pitifully, turned his head, and rushed back to the girl's arms like an arrow.

　　 There was a smile on the girl’s face, and she said, "Thank you, sir!"

　　 She bowed to Lorraine, and after the salute, she stepped backwards into the shadows, and disappeared at the end of the alley in a short while, nowhere to be seen.

　　 Lorraine frowned slightly as he watched the direction where the girl disappeared: "Haina, do you think...they are both a little weird?"

　　 "Huh?" Hina was startled, "What's the blame?"

　　 "You are also distracted..." Lorraine let out a laugh, "Do you like that cat that much?"

　　 Henna bit her lip.

　　 "It's not all about cats, I just...remembered something."

　　 "The past?"

　　 "Brother thing."

　　Henna's voice was a little heavy, floating gently in the night breeze. If you don't listen carefully, you won't be able to hear her clearly. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

　　 But her expression is smiling.

　　 "You know, after my father died, my brother and I fled to Cherbourg, where he was injured."

"In order to heal his injuries, I worked in the old Hansa’s tavern for a long time. I helped the old Hansa tidy up the tavern during the day, killed people at noon, and worked as a waiter at night. Apart from changing the dressing for my brother, I had almost no time to accompany him. During that time, he picked up a black cat, which was all black, very similar to white ears."

　　 "He likes it very much, he named it Romley, and he held it every day, like you did just now, tearing off the meat I bought to feed it, as if he was afraid of it choking."

　　 Henna smiled softer, and while speaking, she walked towards the pier with Lorraine.

　　 "Later I got sick. I worked madly for a few months. When I was about to kill, I often couldn't sleep for a few days. I accidentally developed a fever and almost died earlier than my brother."

　　 "It was a bowl of broth that saved me..."

"He was splashed with cat blood that day, smiling, but tears dripped into the soup. I can't forget that scene, so until he died, I still remember the taste of the bowl of broth. It was so sour and sour. People can't swallow it."

　　Speaking of which, Lorraine knew that Henna's story was over.

　　 Her voice has been calm, calm and pitiful.

　　 Lorraine turned and hugged her, Henna didn't struggle, she leaned in Lorraine's arms, listened to the sea breeze, and looked at the moon.

　　 Lorraine asked, "Do you want to cry?"

　　 "I don't want to." Henna replied succinctly, "Do you know? You two are actually very similar, stubborn, smart, and brave, even the same age."

　　 "But I am not him."

　　 "I know. Only occasionally I can't help but think, if you were him... it would be great."