"Hey, Emperor, have you seen this admiral standing in front of me?" The Duke of York swayed from side to side, and it was difficult to maintain the balance of his body. Rich alcohol continued to seep from her slightly open mouth, and her blue eyes, which had remained clear, were also covered in cloudiness at this time, and the rippling water waves in them reflected Jiqi's wry expression.

He ...... Why did he suddenly become three, obviously before...... I've only seen one of him, huh? The Duke of York, who had a few bottles of whiskey, had already begun to get confused, and the girl who had been indifferent had also become rosy under the stimulation of alcohol, and the long sword in her hand had long been withdrawn from the ship's space, like a madman who had broken free from the shackles, smirking and opening her teeth and claws, and tightly wrapping Jiqi's thin body in her arms like an octopus.

"That...... Pray that you don't ...... Don't ask me, I don't know anything. "The lion doesn't look over his head and pretends he doesn't see anything.

She thought that it would be embarrassing enough to have you, but she didn't expect that while she didn't pay attention, the Duke of York, a drunkard who likes to drink, directly revealed her true nature and found all the few wines in this town guard's mansion, and the empty wine bottles piled up on the table are the best evidence.

Big brother, I just look a little ugly, if you get drunk like this, you will simply throw the face of the Royal Town Guard Mansion on the ground and rub it. The lion looked at the shipwives who were gradually coming towards the dining room, and quietly shrunk back, posing as if he didn't know the drunk at all.

"This ...... Is this drunk? The secretary ship Lexington supported the Duke of York, who was lying in Jiqi's arms, babbling nonsense, and the pungent smell of wine made her frown slightly. I used to think that she was an unsmiling shipwreck like Bismarck, but I didn't expect it to become what she is now in just a few hours. She covered her nose and moved the clay girl to the wooden chair.

"It should be," Jiqi sighed as he cleaned up the empty bottles on the table, not knowing what to do with the already drunk girl. These wines were originally reserved for the avant-garde to taste at night before going to bed, but now they have been directly emptied of the stock all of a sudden, and I don't know how the Royal Yacht Secretary will feel. "Originally, I was just in the kitchen preparing dinner for tonight, but I didn't expect to be what I am when I came out."

"Sure enough, one is more uneasy than the other." Bismarck, who appeared at the scene, caught the lion who wanted to escape, and the hem of the noble dress was no longer recognizable in its original color, stained with oil and various food residues, and even smelled on it when he got closer. "One of the Admirals of the Royal Guard Mansion actually ate our dinner, and the secretary ship of the other Royal Town Guard Mansion was directly drunk." She lifted her forehead and sighed, and saw the figure of Tirpitz who had been disobedient at the beginning in the two of them, as if she had not grown up.

"Talent...... It's not Bismarck, you said stealing food! The lion blushed and defended loudly, she thought that she would be fine if she sneaked away, but what she didn't expect was that she was mercilessly captured by the Bismarck who had fought with her, without the slightest concern for the friendship at that time. And this is what your admiral promised to apologize, I ...... I just accepted his apology. She found a reason for her stealing food, and replied righteously.

"So that's why you're getting greasy?" Standing behind the lion from the office line, he asked coldly.

As a ship lady who has had contact with lions before, she actually knows that lions have a little habit when eating, and every time she eats, there will always be an inexplicable greasy luster on her body. I thought that she would restrain herself in this regard on behalf of the Royal Town Guard, but I didn't expect that there would be no changes at all, and there would be no more.

The avant-garde could even tell from the greasy hem of the other person's dress what food had entered her stomach.

"Only...... It's just a little bit louder when I only eat dinner. The lion explained quietly, looking down at the hem of his dress, which was already dirty, and muttered a small mouth.

"Okay," Jiqi nodded helplessly, like a cleaner cleaning up the mess, looking for measures to deal with the aftermath of the two shipwives who didn't grow up. "Madam, you take the lion to change clothes, and I'll take care of this drunken shipwreck." He pointed to the Duke of York, who was smirking on the table, and sighed deeply.

"Got it, Admiral." Lexington took the greasy lion to change clothes, and Bismarck also took out the stored tea leaves from the refrigerator and made the decanting tea.

The Duke of York, who was one of the parties involved, did not feel any shame at all, but was unwilling to lie on the table, staggering to his feet, looking for her figure of Jiqi.

"Admiral? The Admiral who just appeared in front of my eyes? She lay on Jiqi's shoulder like a fool, and the proud bust under the white robe was slightly distorted on the other's chest, revealing a tempting taste. Uh-huh, sure enough, you're still bed...... The nest was found. ”

She reached out and danced wildly on Jiqi's flushed face, causing the avant-garde and Bismarck on the side to curse shamelessly in their hearts.

"Duke of York, you are drunk, watch your behavior." Bismarck, who was a wedding ship, couldn't stand it anymore, obviously the other party was just a shipwreck who came from the Royal Town Guard's Mansion, and he didn't have such a close relationship with his admiral, but now the two of them were so unscrupulous.

Although she knew that it was not Jiji's fault, it was the drunkard's responsibility, but the possessiveness in her heart still prompted Bismarck to separate the two who were hugging each other.

"Who are you!" The Duke of York stubbornly disposed of Bismarck's outstretched hand, revealing a fierce expression like a cat. "So it's you, the Bismarck who is called the Tsundere Persian by the emperor?" She grinned and uttered Bismarck's hidden nickname, not noticing the other's increasingly ugly face.

The tsundere Persian cat is the nickname given to her by the other party after Bismarck and Lion fought in the past, which is a nickname for the loser, and it is also a black history that Bismarck has never mentioned in front of Jiqi.

"Tsundere...... Persian cat? Jiqi muttered quietly, he knew the nickname of the Persian cat, but he didn't expect the drunken Duke of York to directly say this shameful title, making Bismarck's face as gloomy as night.

"Duke of York, you really dare to say it!" Bismarck gritted his teeth and burst out angry words, his crackling fist ready to strike, and he could punch the other in the face at any moment.

Looking at the incorrect form of Jiqi, he turned around and hugged the drunk in his arms. "The avant-garde stopped Bismarck, and I took the Duke of York to leave first." As he spoke, he dragged the struggling girl out of the land of right and wrong.

"Don't go, Commander, leave that hateful drunkard behind me, and I must teach her a good lesson." Bismarck was clearly genuinely angry, struggling even in the face of the avant-garde.

"Huh? Why is the tsundere Persian cat getting farther and farther away? The drunken Duke of York continued to speak Bismarck's black historical nickname without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and his reddened face was full of doubts and smirks. She lay on Jiqi's shoulder and waved defiantly at Bismarck, who remained where she was, as if to say goodbye to her.

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