"Can I sit here?"
Kuzan adjusted his round glasses with his backhand, raised his head, and looked at the man with dead fish eyes standing in front of him. The man yawned lazily. Naturally, she would agree and pulled out the chair and sat across from her.
"This is vacation time, no overtime."
"Please stay with me."
"... Huh?" Kuzan was confused by the other party's erroneous words. She looked blankly at the big pirate opposite her, who could be said to be fighting to the death with her from her perspective. "What did you say?" As soon as it reached her throat, it turned into air and dispersed - she reacted.
But she still said with an expression as if the other party had made a completely unfunny joke: "... Are you serious?"
Commonly known as "playing dumb".
Marco was leaning on the back of the chair, with one foot bent and one arm still hooked on the back of the chair. It was one of the typical pirate sitting postures - it is really too much to imagine that a pirate can sit upright. His expression was still lazy, with a feeling of lack of energy and decadence. It looked like he had just said a normal greeting, something like "The weather is nice today." "Have you eaten?"
But his eyes were very bright, completely opposite to before, and his burning gaze even gave Kuzan the illusion that she would burn.
Kuzan's heart sank, he was serious, and he was bound to win, so her expression finally started to look a little more serious.
"Please allow me to solemnly refuse."
Marco's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he asked, "Don't you think about it?"
"There's no need to think about it." Kuzan breathed out gently, and white ice quickly spread from his fingertips.
"Bang-boom-boom!" A series of explosions went off one after another, shaking the earth. Two figures flashed one after another in the sky, with green fire in front and white ice behind. Wherever they passed, there was a broken wall with freshly baked black gas.
"That's my answer."
"If I win, will you marry me?" The other party's eyes lit up.
"No." Kuzan twitched the corner of his mouth, "It means rejection."
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Let me tell you one thing, little angels. This article is jointly written with my beloved SUI. It has exploded into a firework. I feel that I must share this joy with you all, okay?