First, the four shipwives went to wash together, and then let the admiral wash alone. In this way, there is no major incident.

After all, the bathroom of Fuxue's house is also large, and it can be fully fitted by four people. Under the eyes of the four shipwives watching each other, even if the bear child Akula wanted to toss something, they were suppressed on the spot.

And the Admiral is not the kind of 'nice guy' who pretends to be desperate to run out of the bathroom door and open it when he hears a scream. Even if it was called the same as Mars hitting the earth, he knew that there would be no problems with the ship's mother, and he drank tea and read the newspaper in the living room with an indifferent face.

In the end, it was the three of them who carried the bear child Akula and honestly apologized to the admiral. Because at that time in the bathroom, I was ready to bet on whether the Admiral was a really good person. As for the ending, of course, it was a big victory, and the three shipwives who felt that the admiral was not a good person expressed their shame to the admiral quite embarrassed.

By the time the Admiral went to take a shower, there were no accidents like the original DDG-1000.

After all, there are two prototype ships and two evolution ships in this room, plus they are watching each other, so it's really a ghost to have any big problems.

Even if Fuyuki and Zuifeng Akulari should be together, but now there is a Yamato-type outsider with a sip of tea, and he is embarrassed to do something.

So the Admiral took a very normal hot bath for the first time in a long time, washed his face slowly, and changed into a clean and tidy naval uniform. Although there is no way to shave and brush your teeth, I am now going out to buy these household utensils. It doesn't have to be too formal, just a normal look.

In the end, there was no commotion that deserved to make people blush and heartbeat, and the group quickly washed up. I changed into clean clothes and got ready to go out and rub my shoulders.

Although it is said that because of the problems of appearance and strange behavior, this group of people have been pointed at for a long time on the road, but none of the people present care about the mentality of ordinary people. Just do your own thing and let others watch.

"Eat barbecue! Eat barbecue! People want to eat barbecue! ”

Completely forgot about what was happening inside and outside the bathroom. Akula changed into another complicated dress, and jumped up and down the street with an excited face, completely ignoring the strange stares of the others, and shouted at the people behind her.

"Blowing snow! Blowing snow! People want to eat barbecue! We're going to barbecue now, right? Right! ”

"Ah, I've said it several times, it's barbecue."

The kid died of a quarrel......

Wear a familiar black hoodie and hot pants. Blowing Snow has an annoyed expression on her face.

And just behind the blowing snow, Ruifeng was wearing a yellow shirt and shorts with a gloomy face, with inappropriate slippers on his feet, and slowly rubbed forward without any interest.

"Why can't you drink...... Our lives are meaningless......"

"Because of drinking, I made a mistake."

The admiral who followed behind patted Ruifeng's head with a serious face, indicating that this matter could not be discussed.

"I always felt like there was something wrong with yesterday, so I don't drink for the next few days. It's not bad these days, isn't it? Bear with me. ”

"Just drink a little bit, let's just drink a little bit......"

"Not at all."

“…… Then we won't go out. ”

"No, either."

Seeing Ruifeng's expression that it was better to die than boring, the Admiral sighed slightly, and pointed to the Yamato holding a parasol a few steps behind him.

"Yamato over there shouldn't mind you drinking secretly. Go and ask Yamato if you're allowed to drink around. I'll take care of Akula, and you'll judge the rest. ”

"Oh!"

Ruifeng suddenly felt like he had been pardoned, and ran to Yamato's side in a panic.

After a brief inquiry, Ruifeng, who was sure that he could drink, suddenly leaned against Yamato's side, took out a small bottle of wine from the subspace, and took a cherished sip.

I don't know what happened yesterday, almost all the drinks in stock have been reimbursed, and now all that can be drunk is these small bottles of fine products. It is a sip to be able to drink. If it's gone, it's gone. If you want to add it in the future, you can only go back to Guam.

"Your Admiral is a good man."

Yamato, who was holding a parasol, looked at the back of the Admiral calling Akula, and said to Zuiho, who was standing behind the umbrella and hiding from the sun and secretly drinking.

"Your fleet must be a good one, right? After all, with such a good admiral. You all deserve to live in peace, right? ”

"Huh?"

Looking at Yamato with a look of hope, Ruifeng was slightly stunned.

Thinking back to the changes in the terrain caused by the Guam Civil War, I thought about the continuous factional struggles, and finally I thought about the internal strategy of bombing the world at every turn.

"-yes, probably."

Ruifeng secretly poured a sip of wine and said without changing his face.

It's really quite flat. At least no one died, did they? As for the topographical changes. The mountain smashed by the warhead was deformed, countless people were seriously injured, and each of them collected troops to rebuild their homes, this is a trivial matter. It's all the peace that everyone has worked hard to achieve, and it's all sweat and laughter. How can it be said that it is not peaceful?

Whoever says that there is no peace will smash his dog's head. The internal factions attacked and joined the vertical and horizontal or something, Ruifeng saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart. In a situation where the Admiral is completely laissez-faire, everyone's thoughts and actions are simply rushing in unpredictable directions like loose POIs. As for whether it's good or not? That's fine, of course. Peace or not? Peace, of course.

Peace is based on mutual recognition that we can destroy each other.

Ruifeng squinted his eyes and took a sip of wine, suppressing his shock.

"I think so, with such a tolerant admiral, we must have a very good relationship. If only my admiral had seen ours that way. ”

Completely unaware of the bloody storm inside, Yamato sighed, but then said a little strangely:

"But wouldn't that lead to a lack of motivation and instability in battle?"

"That's true, but we think it's ...... to be self-motivated."

Ruifeng said with some subtlety.

If you are not motivated, you can't eat hot rice, and the dean who lacks one of the three plays mahjong, who can stand it?

Mother's dear, when grabbing the meal, the deep-sea group was simply a trinity all the way, and all the delicious and fun things were picked up for the first time.

If it weren't for the fact that they looked at them quite unpleasantly, and if they were all hard topped by their two factions, it is estimated that no one would be able to eat a good meal, right?

Although it is strange to say that there is a fight during meals......

Then again, why do you have to grab a meal?

Thinking of these and nos, the group walked noisily on the streets of New Zealand under the watchful eyes of many aborigines, and slowly advanced to a restaurant recommended by Blowing Snow. (To be continued......)