Abandoned Pit Admiral Unveiled Coffin

In a small department store, South Dakota is holding a tube-shaped contraption solemnly and asking Allen for his opinion.

"..."

Hairline: Dangerous!

Touching his forehead, An Lun quickly pressed Nan Dakota's hand, and put the hair removal cream back.

He really couldn't understand why this girl wanted to buy hair removal cream.

First of all, this thing is definitely not painted on the head.

Secondly...

An Lun looked down.

Indians like to use feathers as decorations. South Dakota wouldn't want to turn its big bird into a vulture, would it?

Or……

South Dakota is actually a fake white tiger with artificial hair removal! ?

"Commander, aren't you thinking of something strange?"

"I'm not me without you, don't talk nonsense!"

With his hands gesticulating, An Lun said seriously: "Your body is hairy and skinny, you owe it to your parents! I think it's better not to use the depilatory cream."

"Eh? Commander, have you finally changed your bad habit of tickling people with armpit hair?"

"???"

While the pupils shrank, the nostrils dilated slightly. At this moment, An Lun suddenly recalled some unbearable past events.

On that day, An Lun was lying on the mat holding his beloved Azur Lane.

Because the weather was hot and he was reluctant to turn on the air conditioner, An Lun, who felt hot all over, subconsciously grabbed his creaking nest.

As a result, several armpit hairs were torn off at once.

It is often difficult to understand a man's bad taste. For example, some people, when they are alone at home, will take advantage of the smell after digging out their crotch.

An Lun, on the other hand, likes to observe the hair that falls off his body.

Whether it is hair, armpit hair or bird feathers, he will carefully observe it before throwing it away.

On that day, the girls on the screen were hanging on to self-discipline.

An Lun, who had nothing to do, placed his torn armpit hair neatly on the screen and observed it carefully.

'I'm just on the screen, you can actually feel that I'm tickling you through the screen! ? '

At this moment, An Lun's heart seemed to be dead.

He vaguely remembered that when he was staring at the neatly arranged armpit hairs, he said insanely: Do you want to collect the armpit hairs and weave them into a badminton as a souvenir?

However, this is just a mustache that came when you opened your mouth at the beginning, no one of the girls should remember, right?

"Well, South Dakota, I'm pretty much done scratching my armpits now."

"So Commander is concentrating on knitting badminton?"

"..." Hey, you really remember!

Thinking that all the things he did in his previous life might have a corresponding impact on this world, An Lun suddenly had an urge to destroy himself humanely.

This is not the first time this has happened.

This is also thanks to the fact that An Lun didn't have the problem of punching the girl.

Otherwise, I'm afraid those stains will never be washed away in a lifetime.

"B-over all, I don't have any thoughts about armpit hair right now! Not even the slightest bit! South Dakota, get out of the cream!"

"OK then."

After An Lun said that, South Dakota obediently put the depilatory cream back on the shelf.

However, the corners of An Lun's eyes twitched violently.

For some reason, he always felt that there seemed to be a flash of disappointment on South Dakota's face just now.

He hurriedly pulled South Dakota away from the damn counter where the depilatory cream was placed, and after pulling the girl to the shampoo and body wash display rack, An Lun asked with a sigh of relief:

"Nan Fatty, is there enough shower gel at home?"

"???"

Hearing the sudden silence around him, An Lun turned his head suspiciously.

Then, he saw South Dakota pinching his waist with a pitiful expression.

Looking at An Lun aggrievedly, the current South Dakota is completely full of a stormy expression: "Commander, am I really fat?"

"..."

Bad, bad!

At this moment, An Lun realized that he seemed to have done something stupid unintentionally.