The Sealer of the Sword

But this is painful.

Well, if you say this, you will be beaten to death. After all, Yan Ye is the most comfortable.

Fire and ice in every sense.

The sound is warm, while the wo sauce is icy cold.

That's it.

In the end, after completing the first time in his life, the double-flying journey of ice and fire, Yan Ye felt as if his body had been hollowed out.

So much so that by the next morning, Yan Ye was still lying on the chuang, unable to move. After a long time, he dragged his extremely tired body and sat up.

He couldn't help but yawned loudly, with sleepy eyes, when he turned his head to look at both sides of his body, he found that, besides him, both Hibiki and Wo-chan had already gotten up.

Then, just like that, I sat on the floor for a while, turned my head to look out the window, and found that the sun had already risen from the horizon, the night had already been dispelled, and outside the window, I could clearly hear the voices of the ship girls. After the noise, Yan Ye turned his head again.

Then, as if to wake up, he slowly turned his head and looked around the entire admiral's room, and found that the clothes and underwear that Wo Jiang and Xiang had left aside yesterday, and when they were cleaned up, Yan Ye again Turning to look at the admiral's table.

then.

At a glance, he caught sight of the pile of documents to be processed on the Admiral's desk.

Just at the moment when the sight just touched, Yan Ye moved his sight to another place as if ignoring it.

Ignore it, ignore it, ignore it all.

I had forgotten all about it, but when I saw it just now, I remembered it all.

Last night, Dadian came over and handed him the documents to be processed. With the mentality of "I will finish it tonight," he watched as Dadian left——

But completely forgot.

At that time, I only remembered and slapped, and then there was the double world of sizzling and wo sauce, and completely forgot about the things on the file.

Ahhh...

forgive me……

Now Yan Ye, who doesn't even want to lift his hand, asks him to sort out the mountain of documents. It is better to stab him to death directly.

Then, when Yan Ye was thinking about whether to run for another day—

"No way, Commander."

From the direction of the admiral's room door, there was a voice with a chuckle.

After hearing Yan, she turned her head to look at Yan Ye at the door of the admiral's room, and saw Xiang wearing a cute apron over the sailor's suit, completely in the hands of a housewife, holding what seemed to be breakfast. food.

If it looks like this, although I don't know where Wo-chan ran to, but Hibiki is definitely going to get breakfast.

And when Yan Ye looked towards Xiang, Xiang also came over with the breakfast.

Finally, when he stopped in front of the floor where Yan Ye was sitting, he squatted down slightly, put the breakfast in his hand on the table beside him, then turned his head to look at Yan Ye with a chuckle, and said: " Escape is impossible, Commander."

"I don't seem to have said anything yet..."

"Ring, I know everything, everything about the Commander."

"Although I'm glad you said that, Hibiki, but if you think about it, doesn't it feel too intrusive? And knowing everything, isn't that Aoba's specialty?"

"Oh no."

Regarding Yan Ye's appearance that he still hasn't forgotten to complain, when he showed an expression like he was used to it, he sat in front of Yan Ye with a chuckle and said, "I only know about the commander. , I just want to know about the Commander."

The words that sounded, the way they sounded, made Yan Ye feel moved in a split second—

"So, the documents still have to be processed."

"..."

Well, Bai was happy.

But even though it is said, those documents, Yan Ye really has to deal with it.

After all, the few people in charge of the guard house are all waiting for the results of their own side. Only after the results of their own side's processing are down, they will move on to the next project.

Yan Ye, who knew this clearly, could only accept his fate after sighing uncontrollably.

After seeing that Yan Ye seemed to finally have the determination to deal with those documents, Xiang smiled and said, "Okay, Commander is up, I'll prepare breakfast for you."

"Oh? Ring you made it yourself?"

"Ah."

"Oh! That's something to look forward to—but, before that, I still have a question."

"Ok?"

"Why is there a bottle of vodka over there?"

"?"

"No, no, it's useless even if you tilt your head and show a puzzled expression, although it's cute, but—ah, forget it."

It is estimated that Xiang is bringing the habit of Maozi's side here, right?

Although in Xiang's heart, there is nothing strange about the food she prepared, but on Yan Ye's side, her face is tangled.