"It's almost time. Get ready to go, my lovely little brothers and sisters."
In the early morning, Kazan sat on Caruso's head and looked at the sunny sky, feeling the tranquility of Hannabal, and howled at the boys and girls who had returned to the boat.
Everyone was doing their own thing. As for what happened yesterday, no one mentioned it. Everyone knew it well and had a tacit understanding as if it had never happened.
Everyone is as accustomed to seeing death as Smiling Yama.
We could only tell that something was amiss from Kerla, who was still smiling, but her face was obviously pale, and she started to work harder to clean.
Last night, Kerra saw many pirates killed by Bellamy, Akin and the others in the world inside the door.
Killing is bad, Kerla firmly believes this, so she was originally afraid of Bellamy and Akin, but now she is even more afraid.
She also had no idea that Tiga could be so cruel. Her whole impression of Tiga had changed. She originally thought that Tiga was a very simple little brother.
Moreover, when she was in the world inside the door, the girls around her who were about the same age as her were not afraid at all, and just ignored them as if they were used to seeing them.
If the crew is so cruel, what must the captain be like?
Thinking of this, Kerla didn't dare to stop what she was doing, and quietly raised her head to take a look at Kazan, who was sitting on Caruso's head.
As a result, when he raised his head, he happened to meet Tiga's dull eyes. The latter was bent over and staring at Kerla intently, not knowing what he was thinking.
when...
It's like this again, every time Tiga gets close to Kerla, she doesn't notice it. She can clearly detect other people's gazes very keenly.
Tija had no other intention, he just came to make sure Kella was safe. He would visit his family several times a day to make sure they were fine before going to the exercise room to practice obediently.
Tiga has already regarded Kerra as a member of the monster family. He is not as smart as Feng Clay and Monet, and cannot understand the definition of Kerra above Caruso. He just feels that since everyone takes good care of Kerra
Erla, then Kerla should also be a younger sister.
Brother has to protect his sister.
Tiga nodded. This was a sentence that his brothers in the family often talked about to teach him. Tiga kept it in mind.
After confirming Kerla's safety, Tiga turned around and left silently, not knowing whether to check on the next person or go back to exercise.
Kerla's fake smile at this time revealed a hint of confusion, and she could not understand Tiga's operation at all.
Caruso set out again, heading in the direction pointed by the record pointer.
"It's already very clean. Don't clean it any more. If you continue like this, Caroso will be rubbed bald by you."
Kazan picked up the little Kerla from the ground, put his hands on Kerla's armpits, and held the little guy at eye level with him.
The little girl is either cleaning or on the way to clean the house all day long. In the past few days, Caroso has not left anything unclean from beginning to end.
Kerra had not yet reacted when Kazan picked her up, and she still held a dirty rag used to wipe the deck in her hand.
Paji.
Kerra is now in a stage where she is very afraid of Kazan. When Kazan suddenly hugged her, her hand was completely gone. The dirty rag in her hand fell and 'snapped' on Kazan's shoes, directly staining Kazan's shoes.
Dirty.
Kerra and Kazan looked down at the same time. They were stunned for a moment. When they raised their heads and looked at each other again, Kerra's eyes were filled with tears.
"Right..."
"Don't cry, you act like I did something. Look at your baby's hair being messy. Let me cut it for you, and then let your brother Feng tie your hair into a cute one later."
Kazan frowned and looked at Kerla's messy orange hair. Although under the care of the girls at home, Kerla's hair was not as dirty as when they first met.
However, due to long-term lack of nutrition and lack of haircuts, Kerla's orange hair looks rough, dull, and thick, which is not good-looking at all.
Kazan carried Kerla and walked into the observation room. He remembered that he had left the tools for hairdressing with Feng Klei.
Kazan hasn't used scissors for a long time, so he doesn't know how his hair-cutting skills are doing.
When I was in Northwest China, he would personally cut the hair of anyone in the family who had long hair. Later, when the girls started to grow their hair or started to grow up and started to care about beauty, Kazan no longer had to cut their hair.
Find a professional barber on those islands.
Simply getting a normal short haircut is not too easy for a swordsman of Kazan's level.
Every strong swordsman is a powerful groomer.
Kerra, who was in Kazan's arms, poked her head out and glanced at Kazan's dirty shoes, then secretly raised her head to look into Kazan's eyes.
Although the scarlet eyes are scary, they don't look angry.
Kerla felt a little relieved and gradually relaxed. Then she felt the warmth and comfort in Kazan's arms. She leaned against him gently. She hadn't felt such warmth in a long time.
When Kazan brought Kerra to the observation room, he discovered that Kerra had fallen asleep after being reminded by Fon Clay.
So the two of them gently started to work on Kerla's hair.
Kazan did not cut Kerla's hair very short at Fon Clay's request. It almost reached Kerla's neck and was thinning the little girl's hair.
With her hair cut like this, Kerla's appearance was directly magnified countless times. She looked at it carefully and quietly started chatting with Feng Clay next to her: "I didn't expect this girl to be pretty, like the girls.
They're all different, and this kid doesn't fake a smile when he sleeps."
"Yes, the slave family also thinks that Kerla-chan looks so pure, it reminds the slave family of that summer..."
"Stop talking nonsense and tie your hair quickly."
Although Kazan thought it was strange that Von Klay's aesthetics could rarely keep up with him, but it seemed that Kerla was about to wake up, so it was better to hurry up and do her hair.
Feng Klei also discovered this, and brought a small rubber band from the side that Monet used to tie his hair when he was a child, and he tied two small balls on Kerla's head with ease.
Because his hair was short and had been thinned by Kazan, the balls looked small and were not even half as big as Kerla's fist.
"Well..."
Kerla woke up hazily from her sleep. She must be very tired from cleaning all night long. She couldn't help but fall asleep in such a comfortable environment just now.
As soon as the little girl woke up, she saw Kazan and Feng Klei, and immediately put on a fake smile.