I joined the Navy to make life more comfortable.
I don't want to make a name for myself because it's too dangerous.
Other...
Kuro raised his head, looked up at the sky, and said, "Three thousand meters below, we are all just cattle and sheep. Why worry so much? Pirates are still pirates, and marines are still marines. It's more important to think about what to eat tonight."
She-Ra listened to Kuro's words, looked at him, and said emphatically, "Big brother is a good person!"
Kuro chuckled and shook his head: "A good person is a good person, well, thank you for the meal."
He stood up, dusted off his trousers, and said, "I'm not really welcome here, and it's too dangerous, so I'll be leaving now."
He looked at Shiri, then suddenly reached out and ruffled her hair: "Try to survive. The world ahead is very dangerous."
"Then you can't leave so easily."
A sound rang out.
Kuro turned his head and saw a figure appear on a nearby hill.
The man had a pineapple-shaped haircut, wore a purple jacket over which he was naked, had Whitebeard Pirates tattoos on his chest, and wore a blue waistband with a gold chain hanging from it.
Kuro looked at him and said calmly, "Marco, the first division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates, 'Phoenix'."
Marco scratched his head: "I was thinking that this period should be the time when Sira is rampaging, and I wanted to come and stop it, but I saw it explode from afar. Hey, you took care of Sira, didn't you?"
He looked down at Kuro and asked, "What brings a Marine here?"
"Would you believe me if I said I wandered in by mistake?" Kuro tried to convince Marco.
“Well, that’s not very convincing,” Marco said in a low voice, narrowing his eyes.
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