[comprehensive] red tide

Which soul Dan swears that the generals of the Navy headquarters never eat grass?

stand out!Guaranteed not to kill you!

———by. Nicole. Baozi (pseudo). Out of morality. Robin.

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Looking at the pies of various flavors on the table again during the meal, I personally said... a little stomachache.

"Hey~ It's pie again—" Amy complained in a very helpless tone, "what's the matter with the boss these days? Three meals, midnight snacks, pies, pies...although the taste is good, but It can't be like this~"

"Could it be that the desserts made every day in the kitchen can't be sold?" Jasmine, who was also surrounded by the table, had a depressed expression on her face.

"The craftsmanship of the old thing has regressed? Or..." Lilian held the knife and fork in her hand, cutting up her portion of food for a while, resting her chin with one hand, "he finally took in an apprentice, so the three meals served Is it a test product for practicing hands?"

The girls chattered and stared at the meal, and those who were interested were very unappetizing.

Squeezed among them, I silently raised my hand and raised my forehead. While no one was paying attention, the corners of my eyes twitched violently. It was my fault. I shouldn’t have said that I liked fruit pie that day.

Pie pie pie pie for days to come, I'm going to have a tantrum, not to mention the hard-sell girls.

But how did I know that the Lieutenant General Ghost Spider, who looks very stable and reliable, is actually such an inconspicuous thing?In other words, the lieutenant general's brain circuit is really... I can't agree with it.

Who is like this?No matter how coveted the food is, I can't resist eating it all the time! Hundan!High sugar content and high calories, is it intended to let us get high blood pressure and diabetes in advance? !

I complained so much in my heart, but I still didn’t dare to show any strangeness on my face. There was no other reason. It was because the girls around me who were worried about their figure curves and health were raging. I didn’t have the guts to make people angry, so I had to secretly By default, the grievances were passed on to the restaurant owner, and I was really sorry for him when I said it.

The restaurateur is a good guy, in the true sense of the word.

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On the night of the Peace Festival, at Lieutenant General Ghost Spider's house, I was dragged into the room after drinking. At that time, I almost thought that something rampant was going to happen, but fortunately there was nothing in the end.

Lieutenant General Ghost Spider just stared at me for a while, then asked nonchalantly if he needed his help to solve some things that were not easy to explain clearly; he asked very cryptically, but I knew exactly what it was thing.

After all, I stopped him at first because of the matter of 'Anna' and the adopter. Although I used the spell card to force Old John to forget that abnormal relationship, the person who knew about it must not be the only one involved.

When drinking the last bottle of wine, the ghost spider asked me about my favorite food. I blurted out fruit pie, and he thought of Anna’s adoptive person. It developed into that weird situation.

It's just... If you want to deal with the old John who always likes to use hands and feet, for me personally, even ordinary people who can press into the wall without any effort, don't need to bother a vice admiral to use his power; for Baozi Anna I... I'm not her, so I can't make decisions for her.

So, the answer is naturally no.

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After stuttering and refusing the lieutenant general's suggestion, I felt that the development seemed a little derailed, so I didn't dare to stay any longer, and then ran back to the restaurant overnight.

Then things came.

Early in the morning, before dawn, someone delivered hot freshly baked cherry pie, and specified that the surname was General Ghost Spider and gave it to Miss Anna, ╮(╯﹏╰)╭.

Fortunately, it was still early, only the owner of the restaurant present and I who was called downstairs heard the message, otherwise...hehehe~

Alright~ off topic, let’s get down to business.

Sending away the Haijun who knocked on the door, the owner of the restaurant had a distorted face, and asked me what I was thinking without talking nonsense. After getting the answer of my bun-style rejection with my face covered, he sat in the kitchen with his head in his hands and thought about it. After a long time, in the end, let me give him the 'tip' sent by Lieutenant General Ghost Spider.

That morning, the restaurant owner prepared a generous gift and took it to the Navy headquarters together with the hair ornament.

After returning, the boss told me that accompanied by Brigadier General Newlandton, he visited Mr. Matthew, the adjutant of Lieutenant General Ghost Spider, and only said that the girl in the store was young and ignorant, please forgive me.

So, the boss is a good person, although sometimes he would let the girl in the store drink a few glasses of wine with him to ease the atmosphere, if he really encountered a customer who was out of tune, he would come forward to stop him.

The little people belong to the little people, but the bottom line in their hearts has never been lost.

The boss declined, and I thought that was the end of the matter. Unexpectedly, Mr. Matthew came to the store again at noon that day, not to mention the same fruit pies, and there were all kinds of them, (==).

At last, it became so that, for several days, there was nothing on the table but pies.

The mind of Lieutenant General Ghost Spider... is really hard to figure out~ (far eye).

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After eating the last piece of food on the plate, I stood up clutching my stomach, gave the girl next door a sorry look, and hurried upstairs.

Today is also a busy day, and now it is hard to close, before eating and resting...there is still a personal maid who has not finished her daily routine~

Old John's room needs to be tidied up. Besides, he didn't go out to have fun tonight. I just saw him muttering something to the handyman and chef in the kitchen. Anyway, his face is not particularly good-looking...

Walking out of the restaurant where the employees eat, I turned to the storage room before going upstairs, took out the washed sheets and quilts from the cabinet, hugged them in my arms, and then went upstairs.

The daily necessities of the restaurant staff are changed and washed by themselves. The set in the cabinet belongs to Old John. When I passed in the morning, he cursed and said that the sheets were dirty.

Tonight, I can only continue to work hard in a virtuous shell, (#‵′) convex.

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Sheets, quilts, bedspreads, pillowcases, all of them together covered half of my sight. I went upstairs crookedly, with my arms full, so I didn’t have to hold on to the handrails of the stairs. groping.

Old John lives on the top floor. There are twelve stairs on each floor, and the corner space is cramped. In addition, the line of sight is blocked, which makes my movements slow and blind. Or maybe... I have a premonition that something is about to happen, so I deliberately don’t be on guard.

When I stepped on the third-to-last step of the stairs leading to the top floor, half of my sight was blocked by the light yellow cloth, and a shadow suddenly hit me. With the strength from above, I took off all the self-protection of the conditioned reflex, and walked along the person pushing Pushing the trajectory, one fell back and fell straight down.

The back hit the right angle of each floor of the stairs, and then slid down heavily along the gravity.

The world was spinning for a while, and then the back of the head hit the wooden floor. After a few seconds, the dull impact pierced the humming cochlea.

Finally, through the gaps in the scattered objects, I saw Old John's distorted silhouette flashing away.

He really did it...

Not long after, the footsteps came one after another, mixed with the screams of the girls, and I curled up in a ball dizzy.

"Anna?"

"Anna!"

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Everyone who heard the noise rushed over, and I was hurriedly carried back to the room, followed by chaos; the owner of the restaurant appeared soon, and after a while, the doctor was also invited.

After the examination, the doctor's diagnosis was that there was nothing serious, except for a few soft tissue contusions, a dislocated left ankle, and a possible concussion. Basically, he would be fine after lying down for a few days.

I held my breath and curled up under the quilt, and when asked by everyone, I just shook my head desperately and said that I didn't see the road clearly and stepped on the ground... By the way, I grabbed the boss's sleeve, and said that I would not deduct my salary for two days off, and I would not go to the hospital, because Anna The girl has a psychological shadow on the place full of disinfectant and strangers, o(>﹏<)o.

Although the boss had a headache on his face, he still agreed softly.

I put a splint on my left foot, left a note and some medicines, and the military doctor who was pulled over temporarily shook his head and left with an expression of being overqualified.

It was already too late to make such a fuss. I told Amy and the others who were going to take care of me to go back to rest, and whispered that I could hop on one foot to solve life problems such as taking medicine and washing. Everyone is very busy tomorrow, let me Just fend for yourself.

The girls couldn't resist my persistence, so in the end they could only tell me to lock the doors and windows and call out if something happened.

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Amy, who was the last one to leave, closed the door very intimately, and then I, who was waiting by the door, buckled the latch and screwed the bull's head lock. When I heard the footsteps outside the door fading away, I turned around and jumped back to the bed carefully. side.

Putting myself flat and covering my head with the quilt, I opened my eyes, and facing the dark field of vision, I pursed the corners of my mouth slightly; I fell down the stairs on purpose, because I wanted to buy time for myself, so that I could leave Marin temporarily Verde.

Today is the tenth day. After dawn, I have to go back to Area 13 of the Chambord Islands. The wife of the deputy captain, Xia Qi, said that the supernova may arrive in Chambord. According to the agreement, I will go back.

But...the matter on Marineford's side has just gotten a little clue, and Baozi Anna's identity can't be revealed yet, so I have no choice but to use this low-level method.

I am injured and asked for leave to rest. I will sneak out tomorrow. If I am lucky, I may not be found.

After the Peace Festival, apart from the inexplicable lieutenant general's ghost spider, the navy should not have noticed anything wrong. These days, I have not sensed that there is any surveillance nearby. Presumably the two generals were confused by the incident of falling into the sea.

The only trouble left is the ghost spider...

Accidentally recalling the table full of pies again, I silently twitched the corners of my mouth, thought about it, turned over again, and closed my eyes.

So what, in short, before going out tomorrow, get a... imitation goddess wrapped in a quilt, of course, you need to tell the girls first, take medicine and sleep like a pig for a day and don't bother.

Besides... I always feel that the situation here in Marineford has become more and more tense in the past two days.

Perhaps the preparations for the navy have entered an important stage. Even the number of people going to restaurants has dropped sharply. Martial law has been imposed around the barracks, and curfews have also been imposed on civilians and commercial areas. The lieutenant generals who want to take care of everything in the future cannot devote their energy to personal affairs... Bar?

It doesn't matter, in short, it's man-made~ Sleep first to recharge your batteries.

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Perhaps the medicine prescribed by the doctor contained sedative ingredients. When I closed my eyes, all the fatigue seemed to surge up in one breath. It was as if my eyelids were covered with glue, and my mind was in a daze, but my eyes could not be opened.

I don't know how long it has passed, half asleep and half awake, I vaguely feel that there is an extra presence in front of the bed.

Mixed alcohol and tobacco smell, shallow sea tide and gunpowder smoke taste.

I heard a sigh in a trance, and the quilt covering my body seemed to be lifted... In the middle of the night, the cold mist seeped into my pajamas with malicious intentions, I shivered slightly, but my arms were as heavy as lead, and I wanted to pull up the quilt to get back Some warmth is powerless.

The splinted ankle was raised, and the wrapped bandages were loosened layer by layer. Then, a strange temperature was attached to the dislocated joints. The palm was wide and the joints were distinct, and the fingertips were covered with thick calluses. Comfortable.

who... who...?

Consciousness struggling between lucidity and coma, I tried to open my eyes... It was at this time that my half-submerged and half-floating mind suddenly searched out a fatal thing from the depths of my memory.

I... or should I say that Nicole Robin is allergic to a certain structural component of the sedative drug, once used it will cause drunkenness.

Because the Meteor Street people themselves are rarely healed, I would know that the allergens are a coincidence, but... a hundred secrets, I did not count among the medicines used in this world, there may be substances that make me drowsy.

Just now I shouldn’t have done a fake show and asked the doctor to give an injection...I noticed that the temperature at the ankle was moving upwards, and it gave me a thin layer of goose bumps in an instant. I was shocked and angry at once, and used it Do your best to open your eyes.

'…who? '

I yelled loudly, but... even I didn't know if I made a sound or not.

After a while, the strength stopped at the ankles retreated, and before I could breathe a sigh of relief, my eyelids suddenly darkened, and someone's dry palm covered my eyes that couldn't be opened at all.

In an instant, the aggressive kiss of alcohol and tobacco was pressed against the corner of the mouth, and it stopped just like a superficial touch.

But in an instant, the sense of existence disappeared without warning, leaving me half-awake and half-awake, and I couldn't tell whether I was hallucinating or not.

The weight of the quilt on Floating Float's body is well pressed, and the ankles are still numb, and the corners of the mouth can't taste anything special...so...

Sure enough, it's the allergies that burn out the brain... right?

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The fingertips moved slowly along the pinna, and the scorching breath spit on the cheeks, making people tremble unconsciously, and the feeling of danger wrapped around the whole body instantly.

Who lowered his voice in the ear and said something, the volume of whispering, it was impossible to distinguish through the fog like a dream.

Or someone laying on the side carefully, the slightly cold temperature is densely wrapped, I feel someone kissed the center of the brow, and then kissed again, the back was covered with a palm, with a coaxing rhythm, once, once, slowly Pat slowly.

Is it a dream, or maybe it's not... my anxious heart has settled down like this, and I am no longer frightened and angry, slow down my breathing, and let myself fall into an illusion that is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

In the long memory, when I was a child, I was also loved by others in this way. Whenever I was upset or frightened, the woman whose face had become blurred would always hug and kiss me. After that, I would be loved by others. appease.

Being pampered like a child... It's been many years ago, so long that I almost forgot.

A life that has long been discarded, a home in that world... a woman with silver hair and blue eyes who was reborn, blood relatives who disappeared in the sea of ​​fire... a fellow countryman who was left in a land abandoned by gods, who was crazy but raised me...

All of them, I tried my best to keep but was forcibly taken away by fate... In the end, there was only one word that would blurt out when I was drunk:

'…Mother…'