pirate steel

Chapter 29 Verifying the conjecture (seeking various votes for support~)

"Well, you really have a lot of special hobbies."

Sergeant Clay wiped his cold sweat. Although he had only just known each other for a while, Willian was always able to develop a new character, and Sergeant Clay had already fully realized it.

Willian ignored him and fiddled with the oranges to himself.

The "Dried Oranges" project is a big project, and a very wasteful big project.

Only the first bite of an orange is effective, which means that he must not eat the oranges he broke off, otherwise the oranges will be invalid!

Seeing the whole basket of oranges with their petals cut off, Willian felt a little melancholy. You can't throw away such good oranges, right?He hasn't achieved orange freedom yet.

"It's better to take it as a gift. It happens that some people like oranges very much, but I don't know if others have eaten them and I can still use them."

Thinking of this, Willian picked up the orange basket and went out the door.

Ignoring the strange gazes of the people around him, Willian ran all the way to Bermel's dormitory with the orange in his hand.

Because it was already eight o'clock in the evening, the practice time had already ended, and Belle Meyer was in her single dormitory.

"Dangdangdang."

Willian knocked on the door.

Soon, Belle Meyer opened the door. She was wearing a white vest, shorts, loose hair, and a cool body. Instead, she was more feminine and beautiful than usual, no longer as heroic as when she was wearing a military uniform. pressing.

"Villian? Why are you here?"

Seeing Willian standing at the door, Bermel was stunned for a moment, then moved away to let Willian in.

Willian was not polite and walked in directly.

Belmer's single-person dormitory is not large, it is a simple one kitchen, one bathroom, one bedroom and one living room, and the furnishings are also very simple. It can be seen that she is not a person who is extravagant.

Villian remembered that Belmer was indeed a thrifty little housekeeper.

After returning to Coco Yaxi Village, she relied on planting orange trees to support herself and two little girls. She was not financially well-off, so she became more and more thrifty to manage her family. When she was a child, Nami seemed to often wear the rest of Nuoqi high clothes. clothing.

"What's the matter? These oranges you served? Why is it all like this?"

Belmer was sitting on the sofa, looking at Willian strangely, to be precise at the oranges that Willian was holding.

"Please eat."

Willian put the orange basket on the table and said very solemnly, which made Bermel's cheeks twitch, and she had a hunch that Willian might have to work on the whole.

Sure enough, Willian took out a knife and put it on the table.

Belmer's face was stiff, she didn't quite understand what Willian meant.

"Eat, why don't you eat?"

As if he didn't notice Bermel's stiff face, Willian kept urging Bermel.

"You orange. What do you mean by breaking a piece?"

Belmer wiped his face and asked helplessly.

"Well, because I heard oranges taste better this way."

Willian looked serious, as if discussing some academic issue.

"I know Bellmer, you are the person who loves oranges the most, so I specially invited you to try this method. I haven't found any effect by eating it myself, but I think you must be better than me in this regard. authority."

Willian spoke in a long speech, very sincere and serious.

".Really? Is there such a thing as that?"

Belmer was skeptical, probably because Willian behaved very seriously, she actually believed Willian's nonsense.

However, seeing Belmer pick up an orange and break off a piece of Willian who was about to eat, he was suddenly stunned.

"Wait a moment."

Willian murmured, suddenly realizing a serious problem, he forgot which orange he was holding.

"What's wrong?"

Belmer was holding the orange, but he didn't eat it, and he didn't eat it. He was a little surprised for a while. Is there something wrong with the orange?
"It's okay, you continue."

After being stunned for a while, Willian returned to normal, he waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, and let Bermel continue to eat.

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Even if he knew that Willian would not poison the oranges, but Belmer, who was already skeptical when Willian did this, was even more nervous about eating it now.

But she still ate, and nodded with satisfaction.

贝尔梅尔确实是非常爱吃橘子的人，她甚至会揍胆敢在她面前说橘子不好吃的人。

"Although oranges are delicious, I don't think your method is of any use. Are you kidding me?"

Belmer ate the orange in his hand and gave a comment.

"No, you continue to eat and see. He said that you have to eat more to feel the difference. It may not be enough to eat only one."

Still not giving up, Willian urged Belmer to keep eating.

"Really?"

Out of her love for oranges, Belle Meyer did not resist, but she always felt that Vilian's purpose was not this.

After eating five oranges in a row, Belmer, who was still urged by Willian, finally couldn't take it anymore.

"You bastard, what is your idea?!"

Belmer's eyes widened and she stared at Willian fiercely. No matter how big her nerves were, she could be [-]% sure at this time that Willian didn't hold back any good farts and must have some special purpose.

"I'll tell you when you're done eating."

Willian picked up the knife and twirled it on his fingertips, looking like he couldn't get in. He knew that if he turned around and left without saying anything at this time, he would definitely make Bermel suffer to death, so he relaxed instead. stand up.

"You bastard."

Sure enough, Belmer's curiosity has been swayed, and now it is definitely not realistic for her to simply drive Willian out. She wants to see what Willian is going to do.

Soon, Bermel ate all the oranges.

She looked at Willian again, waiting for Willian's explanation.

"Pfft."

Willian took a knife and cut a small wound on his finger.

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Belmer's face stiffened.

She watched Willian take out a small piece of orange and put it in his mouth, and then the small wound on his fingertip instantly healed.

Willian nodded, it seems that others eating it will not affect his use of skills, and the remaining oranges from making "dried oranges" have fallen, and they can be fed to Bermel.

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation, good night, Bermel."

After verifying his conjecture, Willian simply stood up to say goodbye to Bermel, and he flexibly turned around and ran away.

And Belmer's suppressed anger finally erupted.

"Villian! You bastard! What the hell are you trying to do?!"

Belmer kicked and kicked Villian directly, and Villian flew out the door and closed the door for her.

"I will often send you oranges in the future~~~"

Leaving such a sentence, Willian walked away, leaving only Belmer, who opened the door, sulking.

　Looking for a variety of tickets ~ ~!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)