The small building next to the old house in the downtown area of the centaur is still decorated in the middle of the world, the LCD TV plays all kinds of discount advertisements, the toaster can also pop the slices of bread baked until golden brown, the soy milk machine can also pulp the beans with water, and in the microwave, the processed pig's trotters are turning in glass trays, smeared with the girls' favorite honey, peanuts and nuts.

In the oven, neatly arranged cookies are waiting for the temperature to sublimate them, on the heater, the steaming chocolate liquid is churning, on another machine next to it, the jasmine tea in a small pot is exuding the fragrance, Marceau skillfully turns the meatloaf in the pot, and on the electric stove there is one cake in each of the sixteen pans, from the selection of ingredients to chopping, from dough to beating, the whole process is done by the kitten cub himself.

The slight sound of footsteps from the other side of the stairs didn't interrupt Marceau's work until a pair of hands wrapped their way around the kitten's waist.

"It smells so good. Behind him, Flame sighed, "Marceau, your cooking skills have improved." ”

"Of course, I'm going to give you a good show today. Marceau raised her eyebrows, turned her head, and kissed the girl on the forehead.

"Like last night. Flame asked with a smile.

"Of course, this cat isn't just proficient in night combat. The kitten replied proudly.

"It's so annoying, praise you and you're still gasping. Flame said as she took a cup of hot chocolate that Marceau had served her.

The cat girl took a small sip, then nodded very contentedly: "You are the only male cat I have seen in all these years who can cook." ”

"Because I'm a different Marceau, put it in, a high-quality male cat like me is a proper male protagonist. The kitten said triumphantly, and began to flip the cakes in the pot in order.

Flame stepped aside and tapped the old tape recorder embedded in the wall, which was using a small record and then a piano solo began to play, then a violin joined.

"Take the mountains as the side, carry a thousand years to the sea, burn the people at that time, and use the time for a flower to bloom. A shrill male voice sang.

"Voices I haven't heard before...... But unexpectedly good-sounding. Marceau looked at the old-fashioned tape recorder, he had heard the song, but not the voice, the cat-man's ears would not make mistakes.

"It's the original song, an earth man named Chang Shilei in the Middle Ages. Flame picks up the topic.

Marceau listened, and the first reaction of this song to the cat cub was that the lyrics were extremely beautiful: "The earth of the medieval world, if you don't read the history books, will give us descendants a sense of paradise, full of classics, full of beautiful things." The cat cub glanced at the flames: "The first thirty-year human-insect war destroyed almost all the good, if there are no warriors who have not given up, I am afraid that we, the descendants, will not have the opportunity to see those classics found in the civilization inheritance fleet." ”

"Any civilization that is not civilized is fundamentally hell, because there justice is a virtue so rare that it cannot be admired, justice is a good that is too scarce to be reproduced, and conscience and morality are so precious that their possession does not bring happiness to their owners...... This is what the history teacher of Tershan said to me, in fact, he also said that even if you are civilized, if you go the wrong way, it will not only be your own hell, but a natural disaster that will move, but the latter has nothing to do with uncivilization. With that, Flame came to Marceau's side, and the cat girl kissed the kitten cub on the cheek, and the next moment, he touched her tail with a heartfelt touch.

"Teachers don't say that to us at the academy. Marceau smiled, instinctively feeling that the teacher of the flame was not wrong.

Because of this, the veterans who volunteered to board the E-class ship regiment, the armored assault soldiers who volunteered to transform the exclusive squadron of the war group into the armored assault of the nursery ship regiment, the rich man who added the cruise ship that was originally used for his family's escape to the ship regiment in exchange for more young children's escape, and those who originally had the opportunity to escape, but finally chose to die on the track, at that moment, virtue bloomed in their bodies, their conscience was dazzling, and their sacrifice and dedication were now flying again over the manned cities of the entire solar system and radiating to the new federal flag。

As sung in this song, this is the most expansive thought, engraved with the name of the promise, here, there, the same thoughts, this is the most splendid writing, with the years of the spring and autumn volumes, the wind and clouds as inkstones, a stroke of the sky.

"I'm going to wake everyone up. Flame patted the kitten's flurry tail, then ran up to the second floor with a smile.

Marceau finally flipped through the bread and began to wait, and the waiting protagonists began to appear on the first floor.

First of all, Jiuye, this girl has a really good figure, the three-flavor mermaid line, refreshed the kitten's cognition of pointed ears and square ears - before seeing Jiuye's abs, which can be called perfect, the only idea of the catcub's abdomen for the girls is a monoblock abs...... You must know that even Sister Mo has a little soft fat in her abdomen.

This is also the only sharp-eared girl other than Sister Mo who can get out of danger with her mouth and even have the strength to fight back once...... Of course, it was just that once, and then the hunt was completed by the cat cub who couldn't run out of energy.

In the end, only the cat girl and the kitten cub in the same mermaid line rolled around all night, and Marceau could only say that it was amazing.

"Ah, I feel like I'm a little out of strength. The girl leaned against the door: "My waist is a little sore, Marceau, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine. "When the cat cub said that he didn't need to move on his own, he still had to worry about the lumbar muscle strain.

Jiuye rolled his eyes and entered the bathroom.

Then there was Anne, the girl who stood at the door of the kitchen: "Everyone said they were too tired to come, so let me bring the food." The girl's face was a little bad, and considering the prosthetic body she used, it was obviously not a physical problem.

It must be a physical problem, the cat cub raised his eyebrows a little proudly: "I have prepared a small cake and your favorite meatloaf for you." ”

Hearing that there was her favorite food, Anne came back to life on the spot and entered the bathroom with a happy face.

………………

Delivering food to the second floor with Jiuye and Annie, as soon as Marceau pushed the door open, he saw Akemi and Mingen nestled in the corner of the big bed, and the two sisters hugged each other, as if they were back asleep.

Sister Mo was leaning against the head of the bed, operating the laptop to carry out the necessary remote work, and Yang yawned and was falling into the arms of the flame who had gone upstairs before...... Hey, that's Benmeow's mermaid line.

After distributing the food, Marceau clapped his hands: "After breakfast, what program do we have." ”

"Of course, there are allies in the game who want us to do us a favor, so hurry up and finish it and go live. Putting away the notebook, Sister Mo stretched out her hand and woke up Mingmei and Mingen under the sheet: "Girls, don't sleep." ”

The two sisters squinted together, looked at the kitten together, and then yawned together: "Can we not participate." ”

"There's a pretty little girl on the friendly side. Mo whispered to pick up the topic.

"Wait a minute, let's go wash our faces. The two sisters got up quickly, put on their dressing gowns quickly, and ran downstairs as quickly as possible.

Marceau watched them go downstairs, and then looked at Sister Mo's eyes full of innocence.

"To be a man, you always have to be motivated, otherwise there is no difference between it and salted fish. Sister Mo ignored the innocence in the eyes of the cat cub and said very seriously.

…… Come on, what's this?