Fang Yan: "That's really your problem."
Su Xin: "...Okay."
"Are you really planning to hold a summer festival?" Germany brought a heavy metal throne from afar. "Ha... Such lowly tastes of lower animals."
Holding the shark doll his sister gave him two days ago, Spey felt a little longing for the busy scene before him.
She wanted to help, but Germany’s main focus was on enjoyment, so she was not willing to let her sister suffer.
"Don't you want to sit? We can go over after they are done. They are still setting up the tent. We represent the supreme iron blood, there is no need to bend--"
"Well...but I want to try it too."
Germany's frivolous expression froze on his face. After a pause, he confirmed, "Are you going? But these are inferior creatures.
"Sister, if you keep talking like this, everyone will be sad..." Si Pei corrected seriously.
Germany blushed and hesitated for a moment, and finally stood up from the throne. "Just, just think of it as doing these trivial things for you... What do you want to do first?"
Spey: "Well, first..."
Baltimore: "Ah, Deutschland, Spey, you haven't picked up your tent yet? We've already finished, do you need any help?"
Germany: "Oh, no need at all—"
Spey: "My sister and I haven't chosen yet, so I might have to trouble everyone later..."
Baltimore: "Ahaha, that's okay. I'll go over there and take a look. Call me anytime, okay?"
Spey: “Yeah.”
Iron-Blooded Ship felt embarrassed and felt awkward, but his sister took his hand and said that it was her sister who had to make the decision on the choice, and his mood improved in the blink of an eye.
"Ha! Let's go and pick the biggest one. When it's done, let the servants come over and open their eyes!"
"Ah."
"Lord Veneto, Lord Veneto, is it okay to grind it like this?"
The silver-gray-haired captain turned around and looked at the brown-black powder in the transparent container. "Hmm... it should be OK. How's your sister doing?"
The southwest wind was still turning the small handle, grinding the beans with a "crunching" sound.
"Sister, it seems that you can't light a fire. You can go find the big sister in Shigekura who can perform magic later. Whoosh, the fire is lit in a flash?"
"Make a fire..."
Veneto thought about it and felt that it was not good to trouble others with such a simple matter, and it would damage the dignity of the empire.
So she simply turned around and looked for the sister ship with green hair.
At that time, Littorio was busy for others, working diligently and conscientiously. He also provided accompaniment while working, and every part of his body was idle.
"The tent is beautiful. Your taste is as good as always. Just like me who spotted you in the crowd at a glance."
"...Thanks."
"I roll up the door curtains and let the breeze blow into the tent, taking away the dullness inside. I leave my heart there, thinking of you all the time, my beautiful lady."
"Thank you for the compliment. My name is Louis IX."
I can’t tease her. I really can’t tease her.
But Littorio, who has encountered setbacks everywhere, has already mastered the art of invincibility. No matter how strong the barrier to communication is, she will not feel discouraged, but will strive forward and never give up.
Littorio: "Please be careful, the edge of the long pole may have rose-like thorns, let me do it, I am willing to be the green leaf that protects the flower, even if it withers.
Louis IX pinched the mouth of the tube and twisted it casually, scraping off the metal burrs. "Green leaves...? From dust to dust, from ashes to ashes..."
Littorio: "......Are you trying to bury me?"
Just as she had nailed up the tent and was about to get up and continue, the sound of her own destroyer suddenly came from not far away.
Southwest Wind: "Master Littorio - Master Veneto asked you to go back and cook -
Littorio: “………”
Littorio: "Yes, I would like to invite you to move to Sardinia and taste my hand -
Southwest Wind: "The fire is not yet lit, Master Littorio, you smoke... um? Is it salt?"
Littorio: “………”
Louis IX: "I will not question your hobbies, but if so, for the sake of the commander's health, please do not get too close to her."
Littorio: “???”
Southwest Wind: "Mr. Littorio
The Sardinian warship who had helped set up the tent stood up reluctantly, said goodbye with a smile, turned around and took two quick steps to catch the little destroyer who was talking nonsense.
"Smoking? You will be punished for slandering others, my lovely little lady."
"Hehe... Lady Veneto told me to yell like that. She said if I didn't, you would definitely wander around outside again."
Littorio shook his head and pinched Xi Nan Feng's cheek. "Well, where is the progress? What do you need me to do?"
"Make a fire! My sister tried to light the fire with a lighter for a long time, but she could only light the straw, and the wood still wouldn't burn..."
"Well... why not go to another house and ask for a piece of burning wood?"
"Sister Veneto said that things you make yourself are the most delicious!"
"...All right."
Littorio led the little guy back to Sardinia's tent, freed himself from the northwest wind that had smoked him into a cat, and squatted in front of the stove to sort out the combustibles.
She took out the thicker wooden strips, cut them into smaller pieces with a sharp knife, and built them into a flammable structure with larger gaps, which she then burned to block the wind.
Thin wood strips are much easier to burn than large pieces of wood. After a little trial and error, orange-yellow flames appeared on the surface of the wood strips.
"Okay, next just be careful not to put too much firewood in at once."
"How amazing..." The two sisters, Northwest Wind and Southwest Wind, squatted beside the stove, one on each side, and were amazed at the dancing flames inside.
Veneto came slowly with a kettle and put it on the stove to roast. "She is actually very charming when she is serious. It's a pity that this side of her is always shown to others."
"This is unavoidable." Littorio lifted his bangs, "After all... there are so many places in the world that need my light."
"Yes, yes... You should fix the lighting in the tent first."
"Hmm? What about the meal? Didn't you ask me to come back and cook?"
Veneto was stunned. "Rice? I haven't started preparing it yet. I just need to light the fire."
Littorio glared at the tongue-sticking Southwest Wind and said, "If you're not going to cook, why are you in such a hurry to light a fire? Miss Louis IX still needs me."
"Boil water for coffee."
"...
“These are freshly ground beans. You can have a cup later.
"Ms. Louis IX, I'm just going to—
"Come back here!"
The blonde destroyer quickly shuttled between countless tents, her beautiful red cloak fluttering.
I walked past the Sardinians who were leisurely sitting on lounge chairs drinking coffee, walked lightly past the tent with a black skull logo, and finally arrived at my own camp.
"Sister Louis IX, I'm back~"
"Kaixuan, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard, not hard. I also took the opportunity to walk around the mountain and picked up a lot of fruits. They should be delicious. What do you think?"
In Bai Shengsheng's hands were clenched a few red round fruits. It was unclear what they were, but they looked quite tempting.
Louis IX took it and put it aside, then helped to brush off the grass debris on his cloak, and said in a gentle voice:
"Well, sit down and rest first. Did you bring the branches back?"
"Of course, I picked up a lot!"
Kaixuan sat on the small stool, took out dead branches of different lengths from the space, and piled them aside.
Then she clapped her hands and looked at the neatly arranged tent behind the heavy cruiser. "Wow... It's already been set up so quickly? You're amazing."
"It was Littorio who helped."
"Sister Littorio from Sardinia? I just saw her drinking coffee there."
"Well, it looks like you don't need my help. Bring some food over later."
Kaixuan responded obediently, looked left and right, and seeing nothing to do, he opened his hands like a calyx and held his soft cheeks.
"Well….."
"What's wrong?" Louis IX asked seriously.
The blonde Iris Knight cast his eyes towards the large tent with a skull printed on it not far away, "I want to play with the evil sister..."
Louis IX paused for a moment, then resumed his movements as before, skillfully repairing the firewood that Triumphantly had retrieved.
"You can go."
"Really?" Kaixuan's eyes lit up, "What about you? Are you going with us? My sister must have brought some snacks, I'll act cute and ask her to share some with us!"
"As for me...she may not welcome it very much."
"How could a vicious sister...ah..."
Thinking of the stern warship, Kaixuan gradually lost his spirit.
She could sense that because of their factions, Louis IX did not like her.
If I go alone, I will undoubtedly be welcomed by several sisters.
But if Louis IX was brought along, the scene might not be so harmonious.
After all, there are differences between children and adults, which can be experienced from living together in the same house.
"Then let's not go..." Kaixuan pouted, very loyal, "If it really doesn't work, let my sister come over to play, but she may be too lazy to move..."
Louis IX folded the branches and put them into the stove one by one. "...You're not going? It's okay with me."
"Don't go.
The decisive and childish tone of the little fellow sounded very pleasant to his ears. Louis IX smiled rarely and was about to speak when he caught a glimpse of the white-haired man with a stinky face popping up not far away.
"Hmm? What are you looking at?" Kaixuan looked over, "Ah, Evil Sister? Why are you here?!"
He approached slowly at a turtle-like pace, then unceremoniously pulled over a stool and sat down. He then let out a long sigh and complained in an extremely sad tone:
"She thinks we are too much trouble..."
"us?"
"Sister Dunkirk is packing up, and sister Gascogne is still starting up."
Kaixuan obviously hasn't gotten over the loss just now, he said in a daze, "Eh? Are you all coming over...? Sister Jean Bart..."
Vicious: "There is a tendency to evolve into a tsundere."
Kaixuan: “Huh?!”
Dunkirk, who had packed up his things, arrived by chance. After putting down the folding chair, he smiled at Louis IX and said, "She thinks we can't help her, so she may have to bother you for a while."
"...Is that what she meant?"
"Yes, I took the initiative to bring it up."
Louis IX thought about it, took a few wild fruits, washed them in a basin of clean water, then stood up and walked towards the tent with the pirate flag printed on it.
Going around the obstruction, I saw Jean Bart assembling a folding bed and Gascoigne sitting next to him scanning the instructions.
She walked forward without hesitation and handed over the fruit in her hand, "...Thank you."
Jean Bart frowned. "What is it?"
"fruit."
"Put it down, you can go now."
"Well, let's eat together later. We don't have enough ingredients."
"...Okay, just don't make noises like that evil guy."
