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In a way, the Fleet Girls are obedient to the Admiral, but they are not entirely submissive, as they have their own thoughts and preferences. Although if Chuyang insists, no one can shake Lexington's position as Secretary Ship, when there are more opponents, the Admiral has to consider carefully. Moreover, he does not want to create a dictatorship at the Naval Base. So right now, Chuyang is preoccupied with legal matters and did not catch what Veneto said in the end.
Just because Chuyang didn’t hear it doesn’t mean that Prince of Wales can remain indifferent.
“Stop! What are you doing?”
“Making breakfast!” Veneto replied as if it were obvious.
Veneto has two great loves in life: coffee and cooking. However, asking her to cook every day is impossible; she is not a professional chef. It’s just a hobby that she indulges in when the mood strikes her, and now that the Admiral is back, Veneto is in a good mood and feels a bit restless.
“That’s great!” Hearing their conversation, Chuyang looked up and praised. However, seeing that Veneto is only about one meter thirty tall, he felt a bit confused; isn’t the stove about that height too? Is Veneto standing on a chair to make breakfast? Regardless, Veneto’s actions deserve recognition.
“Admiral, are you sure?” Prince of Wales looked at Chuyang with pity.
Back when they were at the Naval Base, Akagi had two things she wouldn’t eat: London’s Stargazing and the Italian dishes made by Veneto. Just think about it; if even the foodie Akagi refused to eat something, you can imagine how terrible Veneto's cooking must be.
However, their Admiral had never been present at the Naval Base and seemed unaware of this situation. But it didn’t matter; she had already given her warning. Whether the Admiral understood or not was not her concern; after all, that food wouldn’t kill anyone.
“Hmm? What’s wrong?” Chuyang asked in confusion.
Wait, he seemed to have forgotten something.
Veneto hails from the culinary kingdom of Italy and should be a good cook, but what kind of expression does Prince of Wales have? No, thinking back on Veneto's setting in the game made Chuyang's face turn pale. The White-Haired Loli is known for her dark culinary skills; although one cannot measure real-life Fleet Girls by game standards—God forbid!—the heartfelt breakfast prepared by Richelieu had already left him wanting more. So he would rather believe it than doubt it; he did not want to try again because that could truly be deadly.
However, before Chuyang could take any action, Prince of Wales had already taken the initiative to pull Veneto back from the kitchen door.
They are Fleet Girls; even if they drink pesticide, it wouldn’t matter. But for an ordinary person like the Admiral, it would be strange if he could withstand the toxic dishes made by Veneto.
"One-eyed Dragon, let me down! I won't let this go!" Veneto shouted.
There was no way around it; the Prince of Wales really had pulled Veneto back. He held Veneto by the collar with one hand, lifting her off the ground as if she were an object, and then brought her back.
But that wasn't the end of it. To make a lasting impression on Chuyang, the Prince of Wales completely ignored Veneto's struggles beneath him and had no intention of letting her down. Instead, he lifted Veneto right in front of Chuyang and said in an extremely serious tone, "Admiral, remember this: you can eat any food made in the Naval Base, except for her cooking. To be honest, her dishes are poisonous, and I don't want to see you die young. Do you understand?"
"I understand."
"Since you understand, today's breakfast will be made by you, Admiral. By the way, can you cook breakfast?"
"I can."
"Then hurry up."
"......"
At this moment, the one who was single-handedly suppressing Veneto and showing no courtesy to the Admiral looked truly imposing and authoritative—this must be the real Prince of Wales! The earlier image of a delicate woman must have been his illusion.
Once Chuyang entered the kitchen, a series of loud noises erupted from the living room, accompanied by Veneto's furious shouts.
"One-eyed Dragon, let me down!"
"Sure."
"What are you doing pulling down my pants?"
"Smack!"
"Hey! Prince of Wales, what gives you the right to hit me?"
"Smack!"
"Try hitting my butt again."
"Smack!"
"Prince of Wales, this isn't over."
"Smack!"
"I've already improved the recipe; it won't kill anyone."
"Smack!"
"I saw a dead dog in front of your house when I was running the other morning."
"That was an accident."
"Smack!"
"If you dare to cook for Admiral again, do you believe I'll take apart your ship and sell it for scrap?"
"Oh. I won't do it anymore."
Big Brother vs. Big Sister, Big Brother wins.
The sky was already bright, and the snow that had fallen all night showed no signs of stopping. Large, pure white snowflakes fluttered down from the sky, blanketing the ground, creating a world dressed in silver.
Amidst the swirling snowflakes, the once upright pine trees outside were bent under the weight of thick snow. As a gust of icy wind blew through, clumps of snow fell from the branches, splattering large amounts of snow foam onto the ground.
Inside the house, however, it was a warm and cozy scene.
“Admiral, your breakfast is much better than what Sister Kayo makes,” said Carmicia, who had been groggy and was dragged out of bed by the Prince of Wales to eat breakfast. After taking a bite of scrambled eggs, her eyes suddenly lit up.
“Carmicia, that was actually made by your Sister Kayo,” Chuyang replied.
In fact, today’s breakfast was prepared by the three of them together. Shortly after Chuyang entered the kitchen, Kayo and Aviere also arrived since the two girls were responsible for everyone's meals.
“No way.”
“Really, it was Sister Kayo who made it,” Aviere tugged at Carmicia's sleeve and quickly glanced at Chuyang before lowering her head again and weakly added, “It was Admiral who taught us how to make it.”
“I knew it! The food you and Sister Kayo make is always terrible,” Carmicia exclaimed with a look of realization.
But was there really such a sister who belittled her own younger sister?
However, neither Aviere nor Kayo refuted Carmicia's words. On one hand, their cooking skills were indeed lacking; if Chuyang hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would have found it hard to believe that an Italy Ship Girl could be such a poor cook. After all, they hailed from the Old World known for its cuisine but seemed to lack any talent in cooking. On the other hand, both girls had relatively timid and shy personalities. According to their game settings, Aviere and Kayo were portrayed as poor little sisters oppressed by their elder sister. Yet in terms of height and development, both easily surpassed Andrea Doria and Carmicia, fitting the role of an elder sister perfectly. Moreover, with Veneto's younger sister Roma yet to arrive, one could only say that these Italy Lolis were truly a remarkable existence.
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