Twenty thousand leagues under the sea doujinshi

Anka, who has been looming in my mind this week, I think I should miss her, but due to memory loss, I don't have much emotion for this person.The reason why I remember so scratchingly is because if there is a missing piece in the puzzle, people always want to find it and put it together. This is just a compulsive psychological feeling at work!

Like me, Conseil searched every corner of his memory for the missing piece of the puzzle, which made him often in a daze.

You see, he is in a daze again, holding my belt in one hand and my socks in the other, wandering away.

I had to call him: "Conseil, will you put my socks in the suitcase? We're leaving in half an hour."

"Please forgive me, sir." Conseil bowed to me, "I was just thinking that we should write a letter to Netherlands and ask if he still remembers Anka?"

"That's a good idea," I said, "especially since we're going to New York and we might see him."

"We should ask him to pick us up, and check if he's getting fat again." Conseil smiled, and hurriedly packed my luggage.

I smiled and said, "Sure, I should see him. With a lady like that, he must be fatter!"

The Netherlands got married three months ago. His wife is also a Canadian. She is plump, beautiful and generous. The most important thing is that she is very good at cooking, and she satisfies his always hungry stomach 100%.Last month Netherlands sent us a picture of him and his wife, the Harpooner's waist rounded out.

Speaking of the Netherlands, I remembered a lot of things on the Nautilus. Without this guy, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to return to land. We escaped from the Nautilus in the whirlpool, and the ten months of life and death established our unbreakable friendship.

But what about Anka?

Well, she jumped into my mind again, thinking about her these days is annoying, but I can't restrain my thoughts, if the puzzle is completed, I don't have to think about it, I hope this weird incident can be solved Finished one day earlier.

Anka, like the Netherlands, loves land and food very much. On the Nautilus, they became fellow land food lovers. Even the cooks on the ship would turn a blind eye and let them cook various dishes in his kitchen. to improve the food.By the way, Anka's popularity among the crew seems to be pretty good. The evidence is that she has more and more clothes to wear, and there is also a diving suit specially tailored for her. Even the deaf and indifferent The waiters are very nice to her.

She obediently helped him set the plates and put away the cutlery, and looked at him with a smile after finishing all these.As the saying goes, don't stretch out your hand to hit a smiling face, so the indifferent waiter smiled at her too.

I told Conseil what I saw that day, and Conseil said, "It's probably because they don't speak, so it's easier to communicate."

I choked and said, "It seems to be fine."

However, Anka was not completely unable to speak. When she was in a good mood, she would hum some unknown little songs. If she was in a particularly good mood, she would call me Mr. and Conseil’s name, that’s all.

Speaking of the terrestrial delicacies of the Netherlands and Anka, I still think of one detail.

When the Nautilus ran aground in Papua, we encountered the natives.I called them savages, but the captain didn't care about them. He pitied them, but he also admitted that they were uncivilized and uneducated savages.

When we boarded the ship, Anka was probably included in the ranks of barbarians by Captain Nemo because of her lack of decent clothes. It was obvious that he didn't like Anka, but he insisted on letting her sleep on his side. room, as if to put her under his watchful eye.I have always been baffled by the captain's behavior.

A group of four of us went to explore Papua Island together. As soon as the boat docked, Anka jumped out of the boat and ran along the beach. Seeing this, Nedland also jumped out of the boat and chased her. The two of them laughed while running, like The wild horse, which had just let go of the rein, rushed into the woods and disappeared in a while.Although I was also very excited to set foot on land, it was not as exaggerated as the two of them.Not long after, the two came out of the forest with a dozen bananas and a few mangoes in their arms. They searched for food so quickly that it was amazing.

During those two days on land, Anka was undoubtedly happy. She hummed a ditty while picking breadfruit. Seeing this, Conseil said to her, "Sing it! Anka, sing it!"

She opened her mouth, I thought she would break through her psychological barrier and speak, but unfortunately she still couldn't speak.

Captain Nemo asked me about Anka's situation. When I talked about how we rescued her and her unfortunate attitude at that time, the captain cast a sympathetic look on her.Thinking about it now, that was probably the starting point for Captain Nemo to change his attitude towards Anka!

Of course, the change in attitude is two-way. When Captain Nemo shows kindness, Anka is less nervous about him.After more than two months of running-in, Anka would not leave me to go to Conseil when the captain was talking to me. She watched us do experiments with great interest, observing seawater, measuring water temperature, density, and color spectrum. Captain Mo showed a lot of ideas and talents in these experiments, and she was attracted by him.

I noticed that when Captain Nemo uttered his aria-style meditations to the sea, Anka was standing aside, watching him with eyes like admiring works of art, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and her mouth was smiling, as if the captain said It was as if she had expected the words.She is a loyal listener of Captain Nemo, not limited to listening to him talk, but also listening to him playing the piano. When the captain is immersed in his music world, Anka opens the door of the library to let the sound of the piano flow in from the hall, and she sits At the desk, listen while drawing.Anka's way of doing this can easily win the favor of the captain, after all, no one likes to have someone staring at their back when they are concentrating on one thing.

I don't think that's a good sign.We should not get too involved with such a eccentric as Captain Nemo, especially since he himself refuses to be intimate with him.I don't want Anka to focus too much on the captain, especially since they are not in the same world at all, and they are not the same kind of people. They will only ask for trouble in the end.

So I held Anka's hand again like an old mother, and educated her earnestly, asking her to lock the door at night, and not to be opened by anyone who knocks, and it is best to plug her ears when she sleeps. Nothing will bother you.

Anka looked at me, blinking her big eyes, trying to digest what I said, only to see that she opened her mouth, as if she wanted to ask a question.

I stared into her eyes and repeated what I just said, asking her to promise me.

Anka said in confusion: "But... Captain Nemo doesn't snore at night."

I couldn't laugh or cry when Anka finally spoke, and her first long sentence was that Captain Nemo doesn't snore at night.