Chapter 118 Nagri
Chapter 118 Nagri
The cake was made by several people together, and it wasn't particularly exquisite. In fact, due to the various strange sugar sculptures Luffy made, it could be described as oddly shaped, but after looking at it for a while, it inexplicably became somewhat cute.
"Let's film! Say 'cheese'!"
"eggplant!"
Moko set up her camera and walked back to the three children. Just as she was about to press the shutter, she saw Ella quietly open her mouth wide and stuff the sugar sculpture of Ella into her mouth. Luffy couldn't care less about anything else when he saw this. He couldn't let his masterpiece be eaten by this gluttonous Ella. Luffy pounced on her. The children, who were standing still, were thrown into disarray by Luffy's sudden pounce.
"Crack!"
"Hey, Luffy!"
"Crack!"
Seeing that things were not going well, Ace immediately reached out to try to block Luffy who suddenly pounced on him. Seeing that neither Ace nor Luffy had time to pay attention to this side, Uta rolled her eyes and stood on tiptoe to kiss Moko's cheek.
"Crack!"
"Ah, Uta is too cunning!"
Luffy, having snatched his sugar sculpture back from Isla's mouth, immediately looked at Uta, who had stolen a kiss from Moko, his eyes filled with the desire to kiss her too. He tugged at Ace's body, pulling him closer to Moko, who then pushed Ace into Moko's arms. Moko caught Ace, and the whole scene became a complete mess.
"Crack!"
Ella held onto the sugar sculpture tightly, refusing to let go. Like Luffy, Ella only had eyes for what was edible and what wasn't. With each movement of Luffy's arm, Ella flew up and down in the air with the sugar sculpture.
"Crack!"
A set of photos, both funny and heartwarming, was born. Although it wasn't the perfect set of photos she had initially imagined, Moko was extremely satisfied. Perhaps when she sees these photos again in the future, she will still smile gently, just like she did today.
Mo Ke placed the framed photos on the table. At a glance, the photos showed people coming and going, with the number of people in them decreasing and then increasing again. Time kept moving forward, but the love in the photos never diminished with the passage of time. The love that gradually accumulated filled the gap in her heart, and she no longer felt lonely.
"Mom, I'm very happy, really happy..."
After Uta's birthday, Moko wasn't in a hurry to return to Marineford. The older her children got, the less time she could spend with them. They would eventually grow up and leave her side, so she decided to be a little greedy and spend more time with them while they were still young.
"Naguri? Is he Luffy's new friend?"
Moko stroked Luffy's soft short hair, her eyes filled with doubt. What was supposed to be a casual chat during their free time suddenly turned into Luffy talking about Naguri, who had taken care of them a lot. It seemed that Sabo had also been taken care of by this man named Naguri before he disappeared.
Luffy lay lazily on the sofa, his head resting on Moko's lap, enjoying Moko's head pats. Uta leaned against the fluffy rice cake, holding the book Moko often read. Ace sat on the carpet next to Moko's feet, untangling a knotted ball of yarn, and occasionally had to push Isla, who was playing with the yarn ball, aside.
"Yeah, yeah, Naguri is such a great teacher, even Kuma was scared by just one look from him!" Luffy excitedly sat up and gestured.
Big Bear Moko did know about the blind bear in the forest, but she was scared off by its eyes. Eyes? It must be domineering, right? It's not surprising that powerful people with some abilities occasionally come to such a small border island. Anyway, as long as they don't harm the three children, these people can stay wherever they want.
"When did Luffy meet Naguri?"
"Hmm~"
Luffy tilted his head and thought for a while, then finally started counting on his fingers. Moko didn't urge him, quietly waiting for him to finish. When he reached the tenth finger, Luffy looked at Moko pitifully, his eyes seeming to say that he didn't have enough fingers. Moko chuckled and held out her hand to Luffy. Luffy visibly grinned and started counting again. With Moko's fingers, he finally had enough.
"Eighteen!" Luffy confidently pointed to a number.
Eighteen months later, around the time she left Mount Golpo for the sea, the timing of her appearance was rather coincidental. Whatever this man named Nagli was up to, she still had to go and meet him. After all, he had taken care of her children for so long, and she had to properly thank him.
"Luffy, how about you take your sister to meet Naguri?"
"Does your sister want to see Nagri?"
"Yes, Naguri has taken such good care of Luffy and the others. As his older sister, I should thank him properly. When Luffy becomes captain, he should also thank the person who took care of his crew."
"Ok!"
Luffy agreed confidently, and Moko patted Luffy's head approvingly. Ace, sitting to the side, didn't interrupt, but his constant glancing back clearly revealed that he had been watching Moko and Luffy's conversation.
Through the three children's stories along the way, Moko roughly learned about Nagri's situation. He was a pirate who had fought with her father and settled in the final recycling station for some reason. After meeting the children, he asked them to help build a ship and taught them some fighting skills. Although the timing of his appearance was strange, he did not do anything strange to the children. On the contrary, he had the kindness of teaching them. Since the ship was finished, today seemed to be the day to leave.
The information was similar to what Shadow had said, but Moko didn't recall anyone named Nagri. There were just too many people who had challenged her father, and most of the time she would hide in the cabin and not come out. Apart from a few powerful pirates, Moko hadn't really paid much attention to the others.
"Nagli, we're here!"
From a distance, Luffy waved and shouted at an old man in the distance. Moko snapped out of her daze and looked up. The old man with messy hair was sitting by the fire, with an old wooden pipe in his mouth and a large wooden hammer about his height next to him, which looked like his weapon.
Hearing Luffy's voice, Naguri didn't react much. But when he looked up and saw Luffy holding Moko's hand, his cloudy, slightly drooping eyes suddenly widened. Moko didn't miss the fleeting shock in his eyes. This Naguri knew her. But Moko was certain she had never seen this person before. Very few people had seen her when she was a child; she couldn't be mistaken. So, had she seen him by accident?
Nagley seemed lost in deep memories, his gaze never leaving Moko. She looked so much like her. No, it wasn't just a resemblance; this girl was probably that child. On that afternoon when he was defeated by Roger, he had seen her from afar. He had seen that little girl who skipped and hopped out of Roger's ship from the cabin. Her long pink hair, more beautiful than cherry blossoms in the sunlight, had left a very deep impression on him.
When Roger picked up the little girl, he saw it clearly, though only for a moment. The girl had orange-pink eyes that were more dazzling than the morning glow. He would never forget those eyes. They seemed to be filled with all the beautiful things in the world, and just looking at them made one fall in love. It was because the girl with such a pure and innocent smile appeared at such an inopportune time on such a notorious pirate ship that he noticed her at a glance.
What shocked him even more was that after the girl appeared, Roger's crew, who had been filled with murderous intent, instantly became kind and gentle. They looked at the girl like real fathers, and every one of them looked at her with tenderness and affection. For a moment, they didn't seem like the infamous Roger Pirates at all. Who would have thought that those who were known as the most heinous demons in the world would have such gentle expressions, and that this gentle side was directed at a seemingly delicate little girl?
So much time has passed, the Roger Pirates have long since disbanded, and the Pirate King Roger has been executed. Naguri had almost forgotten about it. He never expected that he would see that bright and beautiful girl, as radiant as spring flowers, on this remote island. Things he thought he had long forgotten became clear again when he saw those familiar eyes. The delicate girl from before had grown up so much. In the desperate situation of Roger being wanted by the world, the girl with the radiant smile of spring survived, and he met her again. What a special fate!
“Hello, Mr. Nagley, I have already heard about your situation from my younger siblings. They are very grateful for your care over the past two years.”
Moko approached and bowed respectfully to Nagri without pointing out Nagri's unusual behavior. Seeing Moko's gesture, the three children obediently followed suit and bowed as well, showing none of their usual prickly and arrogant demeanor.
"I only said a few words offhand, and they didn't mind that I'm such a chatterbox. I should be thanking them."
Nagley looked away, took the pipe from his mouth, and tapped the ash on the ground, as if taking care of the children was as ordinary as casually feeding the cats and dogs.
“Mr. Nagley’s care for my children is genuine. This is just a small token of my appreciation. I hope you will accept it.”
Moke placed the expensive wine she was carrying in front of Nagri, then took out a black envelope with a gold jasmine ink stamp and handed it to Nagri. The jasmine shape of the gold ink stamp was different from the jasmine shape on Nivvira's invitation; the fully blooming jasmine was surrounded by a circle of incomprehensible text.
Nagli took the envelope and immediately sensed that it was empty. He raised his half-closed eyelids and stared at Moko questioningly.
“I heard from Luffy that Mr. Naguri is planning to set sail today. This letter can fulfill any request Mr. Naguri makes. If Mr. Naguri needs help in the future, he can take this letter to Mo Xiang, and Mo Xiang will do her best to help Mr. Naguri.”
"Jasmine?"
Nagri raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly intrigued, and examined the still frail girl before him once more. Moko didn't seem to have changed much from before; she was still so delicate that a gust of wind could blow her away. Her gentle aura made people unconsciously want to get closer. But even so, Nagri wouldn't underestimate Moko. Even though Moko didn't reveal a trace of danger, this girl was the daughter of the Pirate King, the daughter of the Pirate King who had survived such a desperate situation more than ten years ago. How could such a girl be as simple as she appeared on the surface?
Of course, he knew that Mo Xiang was currently the most powerful figure in the world. Many people had tried to find out about the forces behind her but to no avail. However, no one could have imagined that the person behind Mo Xiang was the daughter of the Pirate King. The Pirate King Roger used his life to start the Great Pirate Era. So what kind of storm would his daughter stir up on the sea now? She truly lived up to Roger's reputation. Even in death, she could still influence the world and leave behind such an unexpected legacy.
"You're quite generous, aren't you afraid I'll make demands that Jasmine can't fulfill?"
"Now that I have given the letter to Mr. Nagley, whatever Mr. Nagley requests, all you need to consider is how long it will take to complete it."
This isn't just boasting; it's absolute confidence that Moko possesses. If Moko wanted to, even raising a sea emperor wouldn't be difficult for her now. Nagri has indeed been kind to the children, but she will repay that kindness. Moko doesn't yet know Nagri's purpose, and she will never allow such an unknown factor to have any more opportunities to contact the children. She will handle anything that might hinder the children's progress and will never let it become an obstacle.
Looking into Moko's fearless eyes, Nagri seemed to see once again the man who always seemed to have the whole situation under control, and finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, no wonder he's his child, he really looks exactly like him!"
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