“Use the bridge…”

“Is it still the bridge? Haha~ I thought the commander would change his service.”

“…No, there’s nothing I can do, because I haven’t encountered anyone as big as you in the worlds I’ve been to since…”

“Thank you for the compliment – and please let me admire your dazed face for a while longer.”

46. ​​Violent Inhalation

“Wow, Sora, you look so disgusting right now!”

Paimon actually made a sound of disdain towards Sora, which showed that Sora’s expression management was indeed out of control.

“I’m drooling – hurry up and adjust your condition, I have to report to Ji Zi!”

“…I’m sorry, it’s mainly because I haven’t recovered yet.”

When Kong heard Paimon’s reminder, he quickly wiped his mouth.

It is considered healthy to get up once before going to bed. Befa also remembers some little fun things between herself and her master, and in the morning she also adds a meal to herself according to her old habit on weekdays.

However, what they usually eat in the morning is not a full meal. It is to make it easier for her to take care of it and to prevent Sora from being exhausted. It is more of an insurance to prevent Sora from being unable to control himself because of being surrounded by too many gorgeous ship girls.

There weren’t many women around Sora right now, at least compared to the situation in Minato, the situation could be described as “calm”.

It’s not that Belfa likes to eat alone. The work in the port is quite heavy, and Sora really needs extra willpower to fight back against all the outrageous funding applications and battle requests from the ship girls. As for outside of working hours – Belfa never cares who Sora goes to have a tryst with.

“Please leave the cooking to me. Although there isn’t much, I have some ingredients brought from the port stored in my ship’s equipment.”

“Hey, it’s delicious!”

The empty emergency food was immediately attracted away by the aroma of Befa’s cooking.

“Is there a share for me?”

“Of course. But I’m sorry, I’m not sure how much I should prepare for you. Do you have a specific intake for me to refer to?”

Befa smiled gently at Paimon who was floating over.

“Just prepare her a normal adult man’s breakfast.”

Kong sat down at the table with his chin in his hand, and pulled Paimon down with him. But as soon as he landed, he realized something was wrong, because Befa had prepared a cup of drink that looked like milk for him.

“…Befa, is this the milk powder you made for me?”

“Master’s new body is still developing. If you want to grow taller, you should take in more nutrients that are easy to absorb.”

It seems that Befa was also very concerned about some of the problems exposed by Kong’s body becoming shorter last night.

The commander’s body is now very easy to control and cute enough, and on this basis it also has explosive power – I can even understand Frederick’s woman’s preferences to a certain extent.

But she was also afraid that the commander would gradually become autistic because he could not reproduce his former strong and powerful image.

“No, actually… the development of this body is fixed. No matter how much nutrition I take in from food, I can’t get taller, and my face won’t change. If I want to grow taller or change my appearance, I can only absorb more violent energy and transform it, which is basically equivalent to reshaping my body.”

Kong held up his cheeks and drank the drink in one gulp.

“You’re being too considerate, but I prefer to just drink some milk coffee in the morning… I’ve been wearing this face for more than three years anyway, I don’t care at all.”

“Yes.”

Befa chuckled again. As long as her master didn’t feel embarrassed, she actually quite liked him the way he was now.

A compact room has its advantages. After the living room and dining room are integrated, the table is next to the kitchen. You only need to raise your head slightly to smell the fragrance of Belfa’s hair… Of course, there is also the aroma of bacon and Yorkshire pudding. It is a very wonderful and doubly reassuring aroma.

“It will take about five minutes.”

Befa felt Sora’s gaze, and then felt a little regretful that since it was not a private occasion, she could not serve Sora in a vacuum apron.

“Eula and Haiya haven’t come out yet… I’ll go see how they’re sleeping. If they don’t wake up because they’re tired, don’t disturb them.”

“Yes.”

Maybe it was because he had regained some of his habits as a commander, Kong was not as submissive when speaking to Belfa as he was to the other two.

But this subtle confidence disappeared the moment he entered Eula’s room.

“Such a strong smell of alcohol… How much did you drink last night…”

Eula’s room was full of the smell of beer, and there was also a strange aroma of her body odor mixed with malt. It wasn’t unpleasant, but it was very appropriate for the occasion.

She half kicked the quilt away, her white soles pressed against the sheets, her toes pinched a corner, and stretched out as if she was about to crush the fabric, looking like she was sleeping very lightly.

“… twelve cans…”

“Twice? You’re really good.”

“Otherwise I won’t be able to sleep… Even though I let you go and have fun with that woman…”

After Kong entered the room, Eula woke up, muttered, got up with disheveled hair, and moved to the bathroom.

Although she looked like she was hungover, for an old alcoholic, this little bit of alcohol really couldn’t give her a hangover. As she said, it was just a sleep aid:

“These tins have a strange smell… like they’ve been spiced with something strange…”

“As for industrial products, they certainly can’t compare to the craftsmanship of the Leggenfend family.”

“…Come and help me check if I am losing my hair——”

Leaning against the dressing mirror in the bathroom, Eula pulled open her hair and carefully examined the part where she had pulled her hair last night.

“How can your hair fall out so easily? How old are you?”

Sora leaned over unhappily and hugged her from behind.

Eula glanced at Sora behind her, and her charming appearance was reflected in Sora’s eyes through the mirror.

“You really like this pose.”

The vengeful knight’s worries and anxieties all dissipated after a good sleep, and she had already accepted the fact that Sora was now “having the best of both worlds”…or rather, he had always been like this before, and she shouldn’t have had unrealistic expectations of him.

…It was good. At least being with Sora every day made her feel quite fulfilled, not to mention that life here was much more interesting than that in the Knights.

“Apparently you need me to lower my body a little bit…it’s very demanding on my waist, okay?”

“Because your back is too raised. Uh, no, I have a lot of important things to do today, I can’t…”

“I didn’t plan on doing that so early in the morning… Just hold it in.”

Eula turned around and snorted twice at the air:

“Sniff, hmm, very clean, without the peculiar smell of Belfast.”

“How could there be–Okay, you should clean up too. Befa has made breakfast for you.”

“You’re really planning on trying to please me? I thought it was just a courtesy.”

“Her view on love is different from that of normal people. She really works with the mentality of taking care of all of us.”

Sora shook his head: “In a high-pressure environment, with a group of women around but only one man, you have to use the man as a public resource… This is probably the situation in Minato, so she is very adaptable to the environment here.”

“…It sounds like I still need to pity you?”

Eula snorted.

“You really should pity me.”

However, although Eula’s original intention was just to complain, it seemed to have triggered a flood of unbearable memories, and the boy’s eyes suddenly became a little empty.

47. The little tangle of March

“Teacher Dan Heng, do you think there really are people who are often surrounded by beautiful girls, but blush at the slightest benefit from them?”

Is that beautiful girl talking about you?

Dan Heng, who was about to make himself coffee, turned around and glanced at Sanyue with some surprise when he heard this.

This guy stayed up late as usual, but got up quite early today, apparently because Holhaiya asked her to go out together.

She half-lay on the table, fiddling with her camera while waiting for Pam to prepare breakfast, with a hint of confusion and bewilderment in her eyes.

It doesn’t look like it was caused by lack of rest.

“I do not know.”

Dan Heng thought that you should ask Ji Zi about this kind of question.

“I just hope you can help me analyze it from a male perspective. How can a man like a love saint have such a big reaction to the slightest physical contact from the opposite sex?”

Putting away the camera, Sanyue held the photo of Sora and herself, lost in thought.

“March, you’ve already made it clear.”

“Hey! Did I reveal the secret again?!”

“After all, there are only a few people in the car. It is impossible for Uncle Yang to have that kind of interaction with you.”

Dan Heng adhered to his low-carbon lifestyle. He didn’t say much, but turned towards the dormitory room with his arms folded.

“Have you ever considered that you are the target of my hint?” March looked unwilling.

She thought she was being very reserved, but of course, she only thought…

“…” Dan Heng turned sideways and glanced down at Sanyue, then revealed a look that was a combination of “caring for a fool” and “kind as an old man”.

“Don’t, don’t look at me like that, Danheng, you are obviously very young, why do you always give me the illusion that you have lived for a long time?”

Sanyue began to mutter, “Although he is a handsome guy, he never gave me the same heart-pounding feeling as Sora did.”

After confirming that someone hadn’t left, Dan Heng sighed and continued to analyze the previous topic: “…There are three possibilities. First, either the popularity is just an appearance, and he actually has no experience. Second, he wants to show a false appearance of being inexperienced in front of the prey he is about to catch. Third, he may like the person he contacts very much, and even if he is very experienced, he still can’t help himself.”

“Are there so many versions?” March’s eyes widened instantly.

“I’m just giving a simple analysis. I haven’t encountered a more complicated situation yet.”

Then Danheng seemed to no longer be interested in this and turned back to continue processing the coffee.

He didn’t want to wait for Ji Zi to go out and see that they hadn’t prepared drinks yet, so he volunteered to take out her collection and share.

“No conclusion?” March wanted to ask further.

“Only you know the conclusion. Ji Zi said that love is not prohibited on the train. Also, the real owner is here, so let’s not discuss it anymore.”

However, another aroma, softer than Ji Zi’s poisonous coffee, drifted into his nostrils before Dan Heng finished brewing.