355. NTR in progress!
If there's one thing that's more meaningful than eating. No matter what kind of life or state, only the ** for food is the real struggle. No one can stop a living creature from eating. For any life, eating is a necessary ritual to make up for its lost energy.
Of course, perhaps the energy intake alone is no longer enough for the higher beings to meet their needs, and for the more complex thinking creatures, there are even more complex desires. That's what food is all about. Because ordinary eating can no longer satisfy their **.
However, even high-end cuisine is divided into high and low. Although the score may vary depending on the taste of the person, there are always some delicacies that can conquer the vast majority of people unconditionally.
For example, barbecue is a very typical example.
"Roast beef! Roast beef! β
"Isn't this just baking for you? Children don't be so annoying all the time......"
"We're going to drink! We're living in a miserable life! Bring us wine! β
"Ruifeng, can you stop making trouble? Didn't you just drink it when you came? β
A group of five people sat noisily on the table, constantly sandwiching the barbecue around the steaming barbecue plate.
Although it is said that the guest is blowing snow, but the price of the barbecue is really not cheap, and the admiral is not embarrassed to let blowing snow do it all the way, but takes out half of the money himself to pay in advance. So it doesn't matter if you eat too hard this time.
What is more surprising is that Yamato, a girl who looks like Sven, has an unexpectedly good amount of food, and she has already roasted several pieces of meat quickly with her hands and feet, and quickly dipped the ingredients in her mouth and put them in her mouth. The momentum of opening the bow left and right and wanting to use both hands and feet suddenly made everyone look sideways.
"You don't have to be in such a hurry to eat, right? We're just getting started, so we don't have to think so hard. β
"I'm sorry, I'm just feeling very hungry."
Yamato, who stuffed three slices of meat into his mouth, looked at everyone's cheeks bulging. An embarrassed smile was revealed.
"I haven't had much food since I was in the fleet before, so I have such a bad habit, you don't have to worry about it, I will work hard to compensate you when the time comes."
"I didn't say I wouldn't let you eat it, and I don't have to compensate for anything, it's just a few pieces of meat......"
And how scathing was your former admiral?
Looking at Yamato smiled shyly. Immediately like a starving ghost reincarnated, he began to fight on a large scale, and Fuxue shook his head helplessly.
As for the admiral on the other side, he is completely caught in the chaotic hell of young girls and schoolchildren.
"Admiral! I'm going to eat barbecue! Eat snowflake beef! β
"Won't you clip yourself? Do it yourself. β
"People want to be admiralized!"
"You bear kid is really ......"
Finally reached out to feed Akula, the bear child, and Ruifeng, who looked like life was worse than death, began to call loudly again.
"We're going to drink! We want to drink anyway! Even if it's beer, don't want those famous wines! We're going to drink! β
"It's all said no, it's not okay, didn't you just drink it? Why do you want to make trouble again? β
"It's just now! It's now! We're going to drink! β
"No, you can't drink whatever you say."
"We're going to drink! We're going to drink! We're going to drink! Drink drink
"I'll give it to you, can't I buy it for you?! The owner has two draft beers! β
ββ¦β¦β
The boss looked at the Admiral with disdain and brought two draft beers.
Ruifeng suddenly raised his glass with a happy expression and drank it, in exchange for a helpless expression on the Admiral's face.
And just when everyone was eating. But I heard a call from the table next to me.
ββ¦β¦ Yamato? β
"Huh?"
And Yamato, who was dressed in white, was also shocked when he heard this slightly familiar call, raised his head in confusion, and saw at a glance that the table next to him was also a mixed table where the admiral had brought the ship's wife to eat.
The one who had just called to him was a dark-skinned shipwreck sitting at the table opposite.
The white-haired ship lady with eyes and a wrap cloth raised her glasses in disbelief, looked at Yamato sitting in the innermost part in surprise, and asked tentatively:
"You, are you really Yamato?"
ββ¦β¦ Musashi. It's me. β
Facing the question of the black-haired ship girl, Yamato, who was sitting in the innermost, smiled slightly awkwardly.
"A month has passed. Musashi, you're doing well. β
"The same goes for you."
Looking at the crowd around Yamato, especially a certain man sitting in a chair drinking beer. Musashi's expression changed slightly.
"I thought you'd have a bad time, but I didn't expect you to have a good life...... Has the life of a wandering ship lady always been so luxurious? β
"No, this time it's just a senior treat, but Musashi is okay with you?"
"The Admiral said there was no problem, just to relax."
"Yes......"
"Yes."
ββ¦β¦β
The two shipwresses looked at each other speechlessly.
Oops, I'll go! This is the royal road lily unfolding!
As soon as they heard this bloody conversation, the eyes of the remaining three ship girls and a human at the table suddenly lit up. looked at the two confronting each other with anticipation.
But in general, when this kind of lily unfolds, there will always be a little problem.
"What's wrong? Musashi? Who are you having such a good time talking to? β
A deep middle-aged man's voice rang out from behind everyone.
Musashi's original nostalgic expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously stood in place and saluted with a serious expression.
"Yes, Admiral. The subordinate is chatting with Yamato. β
"Oh? Yamato? β
Walking slowly was a middle-aged man.
You can see that. This man is already a certain age. His face was covered in weathered bronz, and his palms were calluses from his work. The eyes are deep and unmistakably powerful.
The middle-aged man stood in the middle of the aisle, looked indifferently at Yamato, who was pinning his head to the side at the dining table, and ordered in a tone that could not be refused:
"If you come back now, I will still be able to tolerate your rebellion, Yamato. Now back to the team. β
ββ¦β¦ No. β
Don't turn your head and don't dare to face the angry gaze of your own admiral, the white-clothed Yamato voice was low but extremely determined.
"I'm not going back, Admiral. I've seen the excitement of the outside world, and it's impossible for me to go back to my old team. β
"You don't seem to be able to hear what I'm saying."
Looking at Yamato standing in place, the middle-aged man frowned slightly.
"If some little white face cheats you, I'll tear him apart with my own hands. I promise you. It's too late for me to come back now. β
"I think you should trust your ship, not personal speculation."
"I didn't allow you to speak, little ghost."
Looking at the shrugging of the young man sitting in the chair, a nameless fire rose in the middle-aged man's heart, and he glared angrily at the resolute Yamato.
"Repeat, Yamato. If you come back now, I can forgive you for your rebellious behavior. Even if you think I'm doing something wrong, I can give in a little bit. β
"I don't want to marry you, is that okay?"
Yamato, who was sitting in the chair, showed a pleading expression and said sincerely:
"My subordinates only treat you as a commander and a father, so my subordinates believe that the person who can accompany you all your life is definitely not me. Pleaseβ"
"Looks like you're a ghost."
Without hesitation, interrupting Yamato's words, the middle-aged man took a deep breath and glanced at the young man sitting on the chair drinking beer with a gloomy expression.
"Then I'll send this young man to court and sentence him to twenty years, and then you can give me a good month in the confinement cell."
"Huh? Why?! β
Looking at the middle-aged admiral's unquestionable expression, Yamato exclaimed in disbelief:
"Admiral, why did you arrest a completely innocent person! It has nothing to do with him! β
"Good protection, huh? The relationship is so good. β
The middle-aged man looked at Yamato with a surprised face and sneered, turned to look at the young man sitting in the chair without being surprised, and smiled hideously.
"Want to kidnap my family's Yamato? You have a kind of little stray hair, huh? Now, do you little bastard have any last words to say? In the last free time of your life. (To be continued......)