To Bucky.
Pirates, navy, franchised countries, non-franchised countries, revolutionary army, world government...
This and that.
In fact, there is no difference to him.
He just expected these toys to bring him some happiness just like he did when he traveled through time.
So that my heart, which has become a little lacking after losing my best friend, can be filled again.
Just at this moment, the Navy and the World Government appeared in front of him.
Like a giant who has lost his footing but is still trying to walk fast, he keeps shouting justice on his lips, but desperately takes out money in his hands.
So things get interesting.
One of his lone eyes narrowed.
White mist also slowly climbed up on the deck of the warship. The night quietly left without knowing when, and the sun didn't have time to fill in the gap.
Therefore, the scenery is a morning fog that is neither thick nor light, white with gray in it.
The long, dark sills appear and disappear in the fog.
In the middle of the black threshold.
The pink-haired woman was still hugging her knees, with her head half buried. Her original intellectual beauty was mixed with a bit of helplessness and confusion, and her pretty and cold face was a little lifeless.
Her long hair fell on the cold deck.
"Good morning, Miss Hina."
Bucky finally found his mouth and managed to force out a quarter of his body.
It's just not very coherent.
It looked like it had been shot randomly and half of it cut off.
But he still had a bright smile on his face.
This should be the first time he said this on a certain morning, it was very heart-warming.
The results are clear.
The Navy guys were going crazy and he was fine.
So he wins.
"you win."
Hina feels the same way.
Of course, she had a strong urge to go up and cut the clown into eighteen pieces, and then hang the Shanghai Tower stone handcuffs on him and sink him into the 10,000-meter trench.
But now, she is not so cold as to ignore her subordinates.
"win?"
"Hina-san, do you think our game is over?"
Bucky found a relatively smooth spot in the black sill, sat on it, and said hello to the soldier whose body was locked by the black sill.
Hina raised her head, her face stained with blood and her eyes filled with anger.
"So, do you just treat this as a game? Do you treat their lives and our lives as a game?"
"life?"
Bucky raised his head and looked at the white fog in the sky, watching the battle between Dauberman and Virgo on the other side of his mind.
Hey hey hey, let two navy colleagues face each other to the death.
However, he is still looking forward to how far Dauberman's concept of absolute justice, which he has magnified to a great extent, can be achieved.
"I'm not interested in this thing."
His tone was neither urgent nor slow, and he did not put any emphasis on the word life.
It seems that this word in Bucky is no different from thousands of other words.
"Then what happened to them!"
Hina had already stood up, with a black stripe forming on her wrist.
I felt a little regretful that I didn't have a weapon made of seastone like my friend Smoker from the same period.
But that didn't stop her from venting.
"Qiao Yu Qi!" A fence-like black fence extended from her hands, surrounding Bucky's semi-mutilated body.
"You mean these cute soldiers?"
Bucky had no intention of dodging and allowed the black sill to trap him.
"Of course it's because they really have justice and passion in their hearts."
The black sill cracked his pieced-together body into several pieces, but Bucky was still talking to himself, with bright eyes.
"You don't really think I have any ability to confuse people, do you?"
"No, no, no, I just lifted off the black cloth covering their hearts, revealing their bright red and hot hearts."
As he spoke, he tapped the freckled boy beside him for a while with his split fingers.
The freckled boy's body slowly split open, revealing the still-beating heart on his chest.
"So, kid!"
Bucky's eyes turned to the boy, "The reason why your heart is in pain is because your heart longs for justice, but in reality you are trampling on justice!"
"Because you have not truly realized the justice in your heart!"
His words seemed to have some kind of bewitching quality, and the freckled boy opened his mouth again and again.
When he saw his heart floating out, he thought he should go see his family.
But after what Bucky said.
My heart doesn't seem to hurt so much anymore.
"Then what should I do?" He looked at the man aimlessly. His superficial experience prevented him from judging the truth of the other man's words, but he instinctively felt that they made sense.
At least I feel a lot more comfortable.
"Go and realize the true justice in your heart."
Freckled boy: "What is justice?"
"Justice is explosion." Bucky looked like a coward.
"Justice...is an explosion?"
"madman!"
Hina's face darkened, she was actually a little fascinated just now.
Why is it painful?
Because the behavior is different from what the heart desires.
There is nothing wrong with this.
But justice is what the hell is explosion!
"It turns out that justice is an explosion." A few tears streaked down the face of the freckled boy, and he murmured a few times. This explanation made him feel comfortable.
The look of conviction made Hina have the urge to throw this guy into the sea.
"Of course, of course." Bucky grinned, calming the boy's heart.
"Explode the things you don't like, and you will naturally feel better, and your justice will naturally be achieved."
"But I suggest you try to enjoy the extremely frightened and terrified look on other people's faces before detonating."
"That's really interesting hehehe."
The freckled boy turned his head, with the same bright smile on his face as Bucky.
"Miss Hina, I understand, I don't want to die!"
"Justice is explosion, that's what!"
His eyes were bright, taking Bucky's ridiculous words as a guideline.
Because he had a strong desire to express his emotions and found a practical outlet.
Justice is an explosion!
Does the freckled boy have justice in his heart?
Of course there was, and Bucky could see it clearly. The faint white light group was still a little immature at first, but it did fill about a quarter of the space in his heart.
But when Bucky helped him split away all other useless emotions, justice took over everything.
All justice.
This sudden and extremely strong sense of justice made the boy feel disgusted and guilty about himself. The news agency's reports directly turned this justice into a castle in the air, unable to find a place to place it.
So I just kept him in a state where he strongly wanted to do something but didn't dare to do anything.
There is only escape.
And Bucky gave him such an outlet.
Justice is explosion.
No matter how absurd it is, as long as it is more real than the justice of the Navy, as long as it can place the strong justice in his heart...
Teenagers will accept it unconditionally.
"So you understand?"
Bucky turned around and looked directly at Hina's slightly evasive gaze.
"It's not that I'm deceiving you, but that you are distorted by your own justice."
