Elder brother's garrison

"...So it turns out it was a good thing after all?"

"of course."

"Then why didn't Rome go for a run with them after he finished eating?"

"Rome's daily training volume is dozens or even hundreds of times that of other ship girls, and her energy consumption is enormous. This level of energy replenishment is just a piece of cake for her."

"……"noob.

"More importantly, Admiral, you suddenly called my name and told me you had something important to tell me. What is it?" Veneto put down his water glass, looked at Xiaobai with clear and serious eyes, and asked.

"Uh..." Xiaobai lowered her head, "N-nothing..."

"..." Veneto looked curiously at Xiaobai's lowered face. After a while, she looked away, then picked up a fork. "Alright then... Admiral, shall we continue eating?"

"Uh……"

Xiao Bai's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

She subconsciously looked at her rice bowl.

Saratoga had already eaten all the noodles in Xiaobai's bowl.

Even the noodles in the center of the plate on the dining table had long been devoured by the Romans and destroyers, leaving only a thick, purple liquid.

Xiaobai stared blankly at the table, her tense mood suddenly easing, and she let out a deep sigh of relief.

Oh right... Veneto originally cooked enough for three or four people today. Now that Camicia and the others have come to visit, they've already divided up a whole plate of noodles. Then Sarato joined in and took a portion, so this nightmarish plate of pasta has gloriously fulfilled its mission and been eaten up.

Great……

Xiaobai suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if she had escaped a disaster. She turned her head to look at Veneto.

Veneto seemed to finally realize that there wasn't enough food. She held her bowl, frowned at the spaghetti in the center of her plate, and showed an indescribable look of annoyance.

"...I'm sorry, Admiral, I think I misjudged the number of people dining tonight...although I did try to make as much as possible beforehand..." Veneto said apologetically to Shiro.

"It's okay! It's okay! I don't mind!" Xiaobai gave Veneto a bright smile. "After all, it's not Veneto's fault. It's more lively with more people. I'm very happy. Veneto, please don't take it to heart!"

For a novice like me, any development is good as long as I don't have to eat Veneto's spaghetti.

Well done, Camicchia!

Well done, Saratoga!

Little White was overjoyed.

"But..." Just as Xiaobai was overjoyed that she had finally escaped a disaster, Veneto looked helplessly at the dining table. She was silent for a while, sighed, and then looked up at Xiaobai, slowly uttering a sentence to her, word by word, "Then... Admiral, how about I go to the kitchen and make you another one now?"

Thump, thump, boom.

Xiao Bai's bright smile froze on the spot.

"No! Veneto, cooking is such a hassle! You've already been busy all night, you really don't need to cook anymore!"

"But, Admiral, it's rare for you to come to my house, I can't let you go hungry... It would be a disservice to my status as your married ship..."

"Really...really not..."

Xiao Bai was stammering as he tried to persuade Veneto.

Sudden.

The Deep Sea Taihou, who had been quietly sitting on the sofa with the Empire, suddenly stood up.

The movement of the Deep Sea Taihou was so sudden that both Shiro and Veneto instinctively looked over.

With a blank expression, Taihou put down Empire, took out a pillow from her ship equipment space, placed it under Empire's head, and then silently walked past the ship girls who were running around the dining table howling, heading straight out of the living room towards the kitchen.

Soon, the sounds of the stove catching fire, chopping vegetables, stir-frying vegetables, and clattering pots and pans echoed from the kitchen.

A little while later.

The sounds from the kitchen went out.

Taihou from the Deep Sea carried two plates of brightly colored spaghetti out of the living room, passed through the wailing ranks of the ship girls again, came to the dining table, sat down next to Shiro with a blank expression, placed one plate of spaghetti in front of Shiro and the other in front of herself, picked up her chopsticks, and put her hands together in prayer.

Xiaobai and Veneto stared blankly at the spaghetti placed in front of Xiaobai.

The Italian dish in front of Xiaobai was steaming hot, with vibrant colors, a mix of yellow and red, and a sweet and sour aroma that wafted over her. It was so perfect that it looked like something out of a high-end restaurant.

"Huh? Little Red? Is this for me to eat?"

Xiaobai stared blankly at the Deep Sea Taihou sitting next to her and asked.

"..."

The deep-sea giant phoenix gave a thumbs-up and nodded obediently to Shiro.

“…Little…Little Red…” Little White stared blankly at Deep Sea Taihou. After a few seconds, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes. As if clutching a lifeline, Little White quickly hugged Deep Sea Taihou tightly, her face full of emotion. “Waaah… Thank you! Thank you, Little Red! You’re the best!”

Steamed Egg Custard

Chapter 1787 Luck and Misfortune, Separated by Only One Prerequisite

Veneto just told Xiaobai.

Maid-type Deep Sea Taihou doesn't usually eat with the Veneto family, but that doesn't mean she doesn't need to eat. In fact, when she gets hungry, she will naturally go to the kitchen to feed herself.

As for the maid-type deep-sea phoenix's cooking skills, where did she learn them from...?

Back in the spiritual world, the Deep Sea Will had frequently ordered around the Deep Sea Phoenix's split forms. Not to mention small tasks like cooking, washing clothes, sweeping, growing flowers, raising grass, and cutting down trees, they had also done a lot of large-scale civil engineering projects in the spiritual world, such as building skyscrapers, creating wonders, and constructing canals to sever dragon veins.

Although the deep-sea giants are hundreds or thousands of individuals, they share a common thought network. Their personal experiences and skills can be uploaded to the cloud and shared synchronously anytime and anywhere within this thought network, so they can learn anything very quickly.

“Veneto, since Xiao Hong has already made something for me to eat, I’ll just have this plate. You don’t need to bother making anything else for me.” Xiao Bai picked up the spaghetti that Deep Sea Phoenix had made for her and smiled at Veneto. “Veneto, you’ve been busy all day. It’s rare for me to sit here. Why don’t you sit down and rest too?”

“…Since the Admiral has said so…” Veneto wasn’t the kind of person to be pretentious. Seeing that Xiaobai’s explanation was reasonable, Veneto, though somewhat regretful, quickly nodded and said to Xiaobai, “Then I’ll cook for you again next time, Admiral.”

“…Um…I…I’ll look forward to it.” Little White didn’t dare to look Veneto in the eye. She picked up the spaghetti and slurped a few bites.

The noodles of the deep-sea giant phoenix.

It has a rich, savory flavor.

It has a sweet and sour taste.

It has a springy and chewy texture.

Excellent taste.

Chewing on his pasta, Xiaobai showed a genuine expression of gratitude.

Every bite of noodles I eat is hard-earned.

After what just happened, Xiaobai began to cherish normal food even more.

This peculiar dinner ended amidst the sounds of the surrounding ship girls running.

Half an hour later.

Just as Xiaobai finished the last bite of noodles and put down her chopsticks, the ship girls who had been running around the table finally released all the excess energy in their bodies. Their swift figures finally slowed down, and they gradually stopped, panting heavily.

"I...I can't go on, I can't run anymore...I can't run another step..."

"Sister... your breasts... they feel so heavy..."

"I...I've reached my limit too..."

"...Smack!"

The destroyers, panting heavily, stopped one by one and collapsed onto the floor like bowling pins. Their faces were flushed from the high-intensity exercise, and their small mouths were wide open, panting, revealing their pink tongues and white teeth. They couldn't close their mouths for a while.

"Little...Little White...Little White..."

Saratoga wasn't in much better shape than the destroyers. Gasping for breath, she stumbled to Little White's side, her steps faltering, and collapsed against his lap.

"I...I can't take it anymore...I'm completely drained..."

"Ah... Saratoga!" Little White quickly caught Saratoga as she fell towards her chair, but when her hands touched Saratoga's soft, slender waist, she murmured in amazement, "Wow... Wow..."

Perhaps because of the intense sweating from her recent run, Saratoga's body felt incredibly hot to the touch—not the kind of heat you feel when you have a fever or a cold, but a healthy, radiant heat.

"Saratoga, how many laps did you guys run?" Little White couldn't help but ask Saratoga.

"I...I don't know..." Saratoga shook her head, looking completely exhausted. "I just...I just ran until I was too tired to run anymore and then I stopped..."

"It's fine if you're out of strength, but didn't you guys even use the power of your ship equipment just now?"

"No...no...if we use the power of the ship's equipment, how would we consume the excess energy..." Saratoga replied in a disjointed manner.

Done.

Saratoga clung tightly to Xiaobai's arm, holding him close, and then pressed his burning upper body skin against Xiaobai's body as much as possible. After feeling the coolness coming from Xiaobai's body, Saratoga couldn't help but let out a comfortable groan.

"Hmm...good...it feels so cool...Xiao Bai, let me rest for a bit..."

Saratoga finished speaking.

He lowered his head.

Then the sound of his breathing gradually became steady and peaceful.

Veneto carefully got off the chair, reached out and touched Saratoga's forehead, then looked up and smiled slightly at Little White.

"Hmm, she had a great workout just now, and Saratoga should be asleep from exhaustion now." Veneto said with experience, gently picking Saratoga up from Shiro's arms and laying her flat on the sofa not far away. "Although a shower after exercise would make her feel even better... well, ship girls don't get dirty anyway, so let them rest for a while."

Veneto then picked up the several destroyers that had fallen to the ground one by one, and amidst the strange background noise of the destroyers constantly murmuring "Big Sister, Big Sister," she slowly placed the destroyers next to Saratoga.

—Looking at these exhausted ship girls, it felt like the room temperature had suddenly risen several degrees...

Xiao Bai smiled wryly.

Visiting Veneto's house today was full of surprises...

After carefully settling the exhausted destroyer and Saratoga, Veneto took out an apron and tied it around her neck. Then she took away the pile of empty plates from the dining table and returned to the kitchen to do the post-meal cleaning.

Xiao Bai, left in the living room, breathed a deep sigh of relief, holding the cup of tea that Veneto had poured for him before leaving, and looked around at the scene in the living room.

On the sofa, the destroyers, half asleep, clung to Saratoga's arms. In just a short while, they rolled over, like hugging pillows, and one by one, they pressed themselves against Saratoga's body.

"Uh uh..."

Saratoga, who was asleep, first furrowed her brows tremblingly, but soon relaxed and smoothed out as the destroyers quieted down, and her expression gradually became peaceful.

Xiao Bai looked away with relief.

"Oh my... the Admiral really hit the jackpot by coming to my house today! I haven't had a meal cooked by Big Sister in ages." Roma nestled contentedly in her chair, chewing on a toothpick and patting her belly, thanking Little White with a blissful expression. "Today's experience was simply heavenly..."

"Rome...you really like Veneto's cooking?" Little White stared at Rome in surprise after hearing her words. "Veneto's cooking...is it delicious?"

"Huh? The taste?" Roma was taken aback. She sucked on her toothpick for a moment, then said somewhat uncertainly, "I don't know if it tastes good or not... but I do know that every time I eat Big Sister's cooking, I'm always full of energy and have a lot of strength during training the next day!"

"……"noob.

Ok.

Although I don't know the specifics of the situation.

However, I can make a preliminary judgment that Rome is a culinary idiot.

"Rome, try this." Xiaobai took out a lollipop from the ship's equipment space and handed it to Rome.

"Eh? Thank you, Admiral!" Roma took the lollipop from Xiaobai with both hands, then tore open the wrapper in front of Xiaobai and put it in his mouth.

"What flavor is this lollipop?" Xiaobai asked Roma.

"It's sweet and sour! Delicious!" Roma nodded, replying happily.

"Huh? Not a taste bud?" Xiaobai was taken aback.

"Huh? What's this 'taste idiot'?" Rome looked at Xiaobai curiously.

"Ah...no, no." Xiaobai took out another piece of Coincidence Force from the ship's equipment space and handed it to Rome. "Rome, try this one."

"Is this also for me? Thank you, Admiral!" Rome took advantage of the coincidence, popped it into his mouth, and chewed it with relish.

"What does it smell like?"

"Mmm...bitter, yet sweet! Delicious!"

"Try the cookies too."

"Crispy and crunchy, oily and fragrant, delicious!"

"...Try this one again..."

Xiao Bai pulled out several snacks from her ship's equipment space and pushed them to Rome. Rome accepted them all without hesitation, and whenever Xiao Bai asked about the taste of the snacks, Rome could give a precise answer about the flavor.