The snow fell extremely suddenly.

There was still a bright blue sky before, but within half an hour, the world outside the window was like a whitewashed cake, covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost.

The surroundings are very quiet, everything is silent.

In the military ward,

Roy slowly took off the drip from his hand, tearing the bandage off his body with difficulty.

Bloody bandage,

One by one,

Extremely slowly,

It was torn apart by Roy with that trembling hand.

As if because of the intense pain, his body was trembling slightly.

In five minutes,

White bandages with blood scattered all over the place,

And Roy's hospital gown was already wet with cold sweat.

Although the wound has started to scab in a hurry, the skin and flesh that are sometimes lifted up because the blood coagulates and sticks to the bandage is still an unbearable pain for ordinary people.

After doing all this,

Roy panted heavily, and stood by the bed for a long time before leaning on the bed frame.

The floor is cold,

He felt his body heavier than ever before, and his feet seemed to be covered.

"It's too reluctant..."

Roy suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, and murmured softly.

He picked up a coat casually, and walked slowly to the window like a dying old man.

Iron gray horizon,

The feather-like snow whirled between the sky and the earth,

It almost made him unable to see Marineford outside.

The flying snow in the sky seemed to obscure the sound, and the whole world seemed to slow down to an unnatural degree.

But looking at this quiet picture of snow in the sky outside the window, Roy's mouth slowly twitched, and the face that was no longer immature was full of happiness and satisfaction.

After all, the war is over.

This is the Marineford in his memory.

In front is the civilian area and military academy to be rebuilt,

The ground is full of various building materials,

A group of figures were carrying materials in the heavy snow, with smiles on their faces, trying hard to rebuild their homes.

Farther away, there are many children in the civilian area playing in the snow, making snowmen with small shovel in their hands, chasing each other, falling and climbing, and the play is full of laughter.

He can see farther,

The marshal's mansion far away,

Towering military fortresses,

Like a white behemoth of war,

Overlooking the entire island,

Guarding them should guard everything, giving people an unprecedented sense of security.

Roy stared blankly for a moment.

He has never observed this place where he used to live so leisurely and quietly.

Busy day and night,

He is diligent in self-discipline,

Are always pedestrians hurriedly walking on this piece of soil,

His identity as a traverser,

It also made him have a passing mentality in his heart.

But now,

this moment,

He suddenly realised that,

It turns out that even in such a military powerhouse,

The breath of life,

The cooking smoke of every household,

Children's slapstick and laughter,

It was so soothing.

He suddenly realized that he was so lucky that he was a part of this place.

He was also extremely fortunate that he had no regrets in that war.

The beauty in front of him is worthy of him.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

I don't know when a tall figure appeared in the room, and a cool and soft voice slowly sounded behind him.

Roy nodded, and smiled in a daze:

"Yes, Momousagi Vice Admiral."

Momousagi, who was standing behind Roy, heard this name and bit her red lip subconsciously.

She just wanted to speak,

But when he saw the new scars on Roy that the coat couldn't cover, he couldn't say a word.

There was a long silence.

Roy turned around, looked at the beauty in front of her and smiled:

"Momousagi Vice Admiral, why are you here?"

Momousagi Kaidō:

"What's wrong?"

"As a senior, can't you come to visit the injured junior brother?"

Her beautiful eyes squeezed tightly,

"Now you are the hero of Marineford, the man in Marine, I don't know how many people want to cheat you..."

She raised her slender white hand, pointed to the corner of the ward, and joked:

"If it weren't for Teacher Zephyr's repeated orders to prohibit visits and affect your physical recovery, it is estimated that your ward is now full of people."

Roy was taken aback, subconsciously looked towards the corner Momousagi was pointing, and then suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

Fruit baskets one by one,

Piles of nutrients,

There are also various cards full of blessings,

Piled up all over the floor,

It's like a garbage dump.

He touched his nose and smiled disapprovingly.

"I am such a weak kid, what a Marine hero..."

Momousagi is meaningful and authentic:

"Hero, it has nothing to do with strength or weakness."

She took a closer look at Roy, and suddenly smiled.

"Cultivate yourself, you will be busy later."

After speaking, he turned around.

But just as she was about to step out of the room, her footsteps paused.

It sounded calm and cold, with an imperceptible tremor.

"Don't be so impulsive next time."

"I see."

"and also….…."

"Um?"

"Don't call me Momousagi Vice Admiral anymore."

"What do you call you then?"

"... Just call my name."

"Gion?"

"….….Um."

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