This was not what Sheffield thought. She thought the little conductor should be more careless and accidentally dirty the floor when she was mopping. Then Sheffield could say naturally:
"Watch your step, Commander. I just mopped the floor there."
Or she would not clean up her desk after reviewing documents, leaving them in a messy pile so that she could start talking while sorting them out:
"Dear Master, if you could sort out these documents that are as messy as the socks under your bed, I can rest earlier."
But unfortunately, there were no pillows under the little commander's bed, and the documents on his desk were not properly classified.
This made Sheffield very dissatisfied. She had no chance to show off her sharp tongue and had to be on guard against by her little master all the time.
For some reason, the little master seemed to be very afraid of her. Although he would call her sister, he was always very well-behaved when she was present.
This made Sheffield somewhat frustrated. He could only occasionally draw his gun and shoot the mosquitoes that came in at some point. Then he explained to the little master's frightened expression:
"It's a maid's job to ensure the master's working environment... Why do you use a pistol? It's to make it easier to clean up the damage someday... Um... Excuse me."
Sheffield looked at the profile of her little master as she lowered her head again to process documents, then turned around and picked up the rubber bullet that had fallen to the ground, sighing silently. She had nothing to do and was beginning to worry.
Today's work is almost over, but the most thing Sheffield did was to stand still beside the young commander and refill his thermos cup after he drank water. He did nothing else.
Looking at the little conductor sitting upright in front of him with exquisite handwriting, Sheffield once again felt bored because he had nothing to do.
Just as she was considering whether to take over the cleaning work of the entire dormitory building tomorrow, the little master put on the pen cap, breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to pack up.
But as if she suddenly thought of something, Su Xin paused, then slightly messed up the document, then glanced back, and happened to meet Sheffield's golden eyes.
"Um... that... Sister Sheffield, I'm very tired... so... could you please help me clean up these?"
Sheffield was stunned for a moment, then uttered a "hmm", "It is my job to help the master, but if the master can be more independent in the future, my work will be much less."
"Eh? Uh... excuse me?"
Sheffield chuckled softly, then quickly returned to his indifference, "Besides, just call me Sheffield, my master."
ps: Note 1: The reason for changing the material is to save money or something. I saw it on wiki. I am not sure about its authenticity. Just take it as a joke. When I am a rookie, the work is more complicated, so I don’t update it often.
Stable, please forgive me (>people<；)
Chapter 289 Vicious Viciousness
"Ah... Today's weather is really nice..."
The evil girl with white hair, white skirt and white stockings raised her hands to cover her forehead, stood in the shadow of the dormitory door, and looked outside where the sun was shining brightly.
"Alas... It's a pity that I have to train again... It's so troublesome..." Vicious muttered weakly, but was unwilling to move his feet and take a step into the sunshine.
She took out the Coke she had just taken from the refrigerator, tilted her head back and took two big gulps, then sighed like an old man, "What a pity, Coke tastes best when you drink it in your room..."
"..."
"How about I say I'm sick today and take a day off? Hmm... what excuse can you think of?" Evil seemed to have made a decision, turned around and started walking towards the dormitory stairs, "Hmm... turn the air conditioner to 16 degrees, and then say I have a cold?
Just cough twice and it will be fine."
He checked the time on his phone and it was already half past nine. Evil Devil exclaimed in surprise, "Wow... I'm late..." Then he opened the door of his house naturally and walked in slowly.
The decoration style of the vicious rooms is very unified, that is, simplicity.
Whether it was the curtains, tablecloths or carpets, there were no complicated patterns, only light solid colors, making the whole room look very monotonous. For this reason, Evil specially added some decorations to her own room.
For example, the drooping skirt and wilted stockings on the sofa, the crumpled air-conditioned quilt on the bed, the small cola stain on the carpet, and the sealed garbage bags piled in the corner.
All of this shows that Evil is a smart girl who is good at using the things she has at hand to improve the comfort of her living space.
Well, she's just lazy.
Evil is too lazy to clean up. Compared with Laffi's messy and hygienic style, her style is more like that of a fearless lazy person.
Clothes? Just leave them there first and then gather them into a basket to wash.
Stockings? Well... they are consumables anyway. I have so much pocket money, so I might as well throw them away after wearing them.
Quilt? How inconvenient is it to fold a quilt? After I lie down, I have to unfold it before I can cover myself with it. Now it’s much better not to fold it, I can just pull it up and sleep.
You mean garbage? I have sealed them up well, so there is no smell. When there are more, I can just use the space to take them out all at once. This way I only need to make one trip, which is very convenient.
If the commander hadn't asked her to buy more clothes, her closet would even be empty. Anyway, she had the ship uniform on, so wouldn't it be clean if she just refreshed it? This was much faster than changing clothes.
It would be more appropriate to change the name to "Laziness". After entering the room, Vicious picked up the air conditioner remote control on the table, casually adjusted the temperature to 16, and threw herself on the soft sofa in her short dress.
She was enjoying the cool breeze and drinking cold drinks, sighing from time to time: "Haha... it's still comfortable at home... um... I feel a little sleepy... good night..."
"Bang!"
"Ah!" Evil was frightened by the sound of the door opening and woke up from his hazy sleep. Before he could recover, he heard a lively voice coming from behind him.
"Ahhh——Just as the commander said, Vicious is lazing around at home again..."
The vicious little girl rolled around on the sofa and looked at Javelin, who was standing with his hands on his hips and looking down at her. After thinking for a while, she opened her mouth to speak, but Javelin beat her to the punch.
"Are you trying to say you're sick?"
"...Ah? Ah...Yes, how did you know..."
Javelin glanced at the air conditioner that was pumping out cool air. "Hmm... you have a cold, right? Why aren't you coughing?"
"Ah... ahem... how did you know I had a cold?"
"Hehe... Commander has seen through you a long time ago." Javelin's expression was so bright that it seemed as if he was the powerful one. "You'd better stop being lazy and come with me to train!"
After saying that, Javelin stepped forward and grabbed the arm of Evil who was lying on the sofa, trying to lift her up. He thought that Evil would resist, but unexpectedly the process was surprisingly smooth.
"Hmm? Strange, why are you so cooperative with me...
Viciously raised her hand to cover her mouth slightly, then yawned loudly, and muttered with tears in the corners of her eyes: "...I'm too lazy."
"Wow... You can't do that." Javelin suddenly advised seriously, "No girl comic's heroine would be someone like you."
"Um... Izumi Sagiri?"
"Ah... that's just an example!"
Vicious thought for a moment, "...Umi no Umi?"
Javelin habitually put his hands on his hips, very dissatisfied with the vicious rebuttal, "He is also a good kid in both character and study, okay!"
Without anyone to hold him back, Evil fell back onto the sofa with a plop. He rubbed his chubby face against the comfortable touch of the sofa and gradually began to feel sleepy.
"Well...let me go...it's so hot outside...
"You can't do that!" Javelin bent down to pull, and at the same time taught: "A real heroine will definitely bump into her Mr. Right at the corner, and then meet him again under the cherry tree, and finally live happily together."
Together!”
"...What do you want to say?"
Javelin was stunned for a moment, then answered as a matter of course: "So we need to go out more often."
Vicious was completely defeated by Javelin, "Didn't you realize that our commander is a girl..."
Javelin paused, then realized, "...Yeah."
Seeing that Javelin was thinking, Evil breathed a sigh of relief and lay back down, "So it's impossible for us to become the heroine of a girl's comic. You should let me sleep a little longer...
Javelin thought for a long time, then suddenly tapped his palm, "This isn't a problem."
vicious:?
"Well... actually yuri manga... is also fine..." Javelin held her face with both hands and said shyly, "And the commander looks pretty too, it's very suitable for her to be another heroine!"
"...You're too fast." Evil took out the Coke and took a sip, then a plan came to his mind, "Well... Although I really want to go out for training with you, you see, I have a lot of things to do."
Javelin woke up from his fantasy, looked around the room with the vicious finger, and was not fooled: "You can come back and clean up? It's already too late!"
"Eh - but if I come back to clean up, I'll have to go out again..." Evil lay on the sofa, almost melting into a puddle of water, "Okay Javelin... Can you help me? We'll go together after you've packed up."
"Well... I can't really do anything with you..." Javelin put his spear in the corner and began to help Vicious clean up the room. "After I'm done, you must come with me to the training ground, okay?"
"Hmm..." Vicious yawned, and while feeling sleepy, he did not forget to tell Javelin a few words, "And the garbage in the corner needs to be taken away...?"
"I know, I know..." Then Javelin started working hard.
She folded the clothes, sorted out the socks, took away the trash, and made the bed. When everything was ready, she put her hands on her waist, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Huh... We're finally done cleaning up, Vicious? We should--Vicious? Don't sleep, Vicious, we're already late for a long time!"
"Hmm... so noisy...
"Didn't you promise? I'll leave with you after I pack up!" Javelin felt very aggrieved, but at this moment her cell phone rang. She had to let go of her hand that was shaking the vicious body and answered the call from the little commander.
"Hello, Commander?"
"Eh...eh? Have we eaten yet?! Is it so late?!"
"Ah...I...I'm still in the vicious room...
"I didn't skip class on purpose...it was just the vicious her--" Javelin was about to explain, but suddenly a slightly warm body came up from behind, making Javelin speechless.
Taking advantage of Javelin's daze, Vicious pushed the other person's head away and leaned over to the phone to complain: "Javelin kept talking to me about comics and heroines, which took up a lot of time, so I was late.
"Huh? I...I didn't!" Javelin quickly took two steps back and stammered to explain to the commander. After a long while, he hung up the phone.
Evil was lying on the sofa, slumped over, "What did the commander say?"
Javelin wrinkled his face: "She said it's okay, let's eat first, just remember to be on time tomorrow...
Hearing this, Evil nodded with satisfaction, "You go first, I'll sleep for a while, um... remember to sort the garbage when you throw it away, haha——good night...
When Javelin thought of the piles of garbage in his space, he became furious and threw himself on the sofa to start a fight with Evil.
"Ah... I need to sleep... If I spill the Coke, you'll have to clean it up again...
"vicious!"
Chapter 290: Small Achievements
Helena has been in a bad mood recently. She can't tell what the problem is, but she just feels a little upset, as if everyone is happy except her.
I feel like I'm excluded by everyone. I stand alone, watching others laugh and have fun, but I can only feel sad.
You ask who is it?
Helena didn't want to say it, but from the look in her eyes from time to time, she could tell that this other person was probably Cleveland who was sitting diagonally opposite.
Ever since Cleveland's sister came to the port area, Cleveland seems to be very busy every day, but he is very happy every day, always smiling, sunny and confident.
When she was with Cleveland before, she had never seen Cleveland laugh so happily, let alone talk so much.
"Oh..." Helena supported her chin with one hand and poked the moist and plump rice grains in the bowl with chopsticks. She felt that she had no appetite. Occasionally, she looked up and saw the two sisters across from her, and her mood became even worse.
"What? You're so happy when you're talking to others, but you're so quiet when you're talking to me..."
Helena felt a little aggrieved as she thought about it, but she couldn't tell anyone else about such a small matter. After all, there was no reason for her to be in a bad mood.
But Helena felt uncomfortable keeping it in her heart, so she could only puff her cheeks and poke the food in the bowl intermittently, using small movements to vent her dissatisfaction. As a result, she became distracted while poking.
At some point, Helena suddenly heard a slightly apologetic voice in her ears: "Well... is it that today's food is not to Helena's taste?"
Helena came back to her senses and looked at Yixian who had not attracted anyone's attention and only asked her in a low voice. Helena suddenly felt a little embarrassed and shook her head hurriedly:
"No...no, the food is delicious, but...I'm not in a good mood."
"Really..." Yixian thought for a moment, pulled out the chair next to Helena, stroked the hem of her cheongsam along her waist and hips, then sat down and began to eat quietly.
Helena was a little nervous, but her appetite was not very good, so she ate two bites and stopped.
Yixian has always understood the ways of the world. Seeing Helena always glancing towards Cleveland from time to time, he roughly knew the reason for her bad mood.
She chewed the food slowly and swallowed it, then took a sip of water. Then she spoke softly, as if casually exclaiming, "Cleveland and her sister... have a really good relationship."
"Eh? Ah... yes." Helena pursed her lips and bit her chopsticks, "What a good relationship..."
"Well... after all, they are sisters. Ninghai and Pinghai have a very good relationship." Yixian quietly pointed to the left with her slender index finger. Ninghai, who was sitting there, was helping Pinghai remove the goose skin.
"Alas... once conditions improve, you become picky about food. If we were like before, how could we afford to eat chicken skin?" Ning Hai had a look of deep sorrow on his face, but his body was very honest as he used chopsticks to help Ping Hai clean the skin off the chicken leg.
"Hmm... It's slippery and weird. Pinghai doesn't like it..."
"Okay." Ning Hai put the skin off the chicken into his own bowl and handed the chicken leg with only meat left to Ping Hai. "This is just the first time. Don't do it again, okay?"
"Yeah! Thank you, sister~"
"...will say nice things."
