Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

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Don't say things that could be misunderstood!

Gard gave Temimi a disapproving look.

She only took off her top and skirt; underneath were her panties and bralette. How could she be so easily exposed?

"Anyway, if you have nothing to do, you can wash our clothes."

Gavial stood with his hands on his hips and chest out, giving the order.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Gard sighed.

He touched Gavial's thin shirt, then touched his own underwear.

When will he be able to have a decent set of clothes?

Thinking that his brain was no different from that of a crocodile, and looking at Gavial, who, apart from having a tail, was almost exactly the same as an ordinary human girl.

Gard couldn't help but shiver with anger and cold.

Will the other world ever get better?

Why is it that, despite being of the same race, all the women of the Adakles are beautiful young girls, while all the men are crocodiles?

Garville's clothes, which he had just taken off, were still damp with sweat.

Gard suddenly felt like a pervert for washing girls' clothes.

Hurry up.

We can't let anyone else see this!

Things didn't go as planned.

A voice rang out.

"Hey, Mr. Crocodile, why are you holding girls' clothes?"

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(Disclaimer: This is Arknights featuring Crocodiles; no other alliance characters will appear. Don't get the wrong idea.)

Chapter Two: The Girl Named Laurentina

The sound suddenly rang out without any warning.

While washing clothes, Gard panicked and the clothes in his hands were immediately swept away by the river.

Seeing this, Gard's heart skipped a beat.

When Gavial comes back and sees that his clothes are gone, he'll definitely beat him up.

Beating him up is one thing, but if you wash your clothes and they get lost, what if people misunderstand?

Thinking of this, Gard ran into the water without saying a word.

The river isn't deep; it's not too late to chase after it now.

However, before he could fall into the water, all the clothes that had floated away were pulled up.

"Clang, Mr. Crocodile, did you drop this boot or this stocking?"

The clothes disappeared, and instead a boot and a stocking appeared before Gard.

The white-haired female river goddess parted the river water and stood on the surface.

She held her boots in her left hand and her stockings in her right.

Her crimson eyes gazed seductively at Gard.

Blinking.

But Gard clearly saw that the clothes that were about to be washed away by the water were being stepped on by the white-haired girl and were drifting along with the direction the river was flowing.

Gard immediately felt relieved.

"Lauren Tina, what brings you here? Doesn't your home live far from here?" Gard asked.

Standing on the river was a white-haired, red-eyed girl, dressed in a form-fitting dress that perfectly accentuated her curves. Her long white hair was draped over her back, scattering dewdrops from the water.

"Mr. Crocodile, you haven't answered my question yet."

Laurentina gave Gard a reproachful look, as if blaming him for being too rude and lacking manners.

Can I have both?

Gard muttered to himself, staring at the boots and stockings in Laurentina's hands.

The boots and socks were clearly just taken off.

You can tell this just by looking at Laurentina's bare foot.

Standing on the surface of the rushing river, the girl danced gracefully. The river not only failed to move her body, but seemed to tinkle rhythmically with her dance.

“My teacher always told me, ‘Lauren Tina, Laurentina, when you dance, you have to keep to the rhythm and take light steps, and you must not throw your partner off.’”

“But I will not become a dancer in the future, nor will I ever become one. However, one of my clansmen loves to dance and often invites me to dance.”

"She is my boss."

he?

It must be her.

The girl dancing on the water looks like a well-bred young lady.

A girl like this can't be raised in the humid rainforest.

So the girl came from a very, very far place. Gard knew that the south of the rainforest was the sea, separated by vast rift valleys and cliffs.

No one living in the rainforest has ever seen the sea.

But Laurentina said she came from the south, from the sea.

Gard asked, "How long is your vacation this time?"

Gard sat on the water, his tall figure looking like a mountain.

In comparison, Lauren Tina's figure is really petite.

It was as if Laurentina could dance on Gard's open palm.

Although Lauren Tina is not actually short, she is just the right height for an average girl.

"That's outrageous! Don't you even have a moment's doubt?"

It was rare for the young woman to complain like this; she couldn't recall ever saying whether her boss was male or female.

"This is just a stopover for rest and recuperation. My captain and teammates are still waiting for me."

Laurentina waded through the water with her bare feet, which had come off their boots. Her flawless white soles touched the water's surface without resistance, and her shirt was immediately swept away by the river.

"Just passing by for a break?"

Having anticipated this, Gard scooped up the clothes and placed them on the large rock where the man had just been sleeping.

"I thought you came here specifically to ask me for wood for carving."

"That's just one of the reasons."

Laurentina took off her belt, removed the boot from her other foot, and while putting on her stockings, asked, "My Mr. Crocodile, do you really not want my stockings?"

Sometimes, Gard really wondered if it was because his appearance was completely unlike that of a human that the girls around him never avoided him, no matter what they did.

From toes to ankles to calves to popliteal foss to thighs and then to pert buttocks, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the flesh-colored black stockings climbed up little by little, as if ascending a treacherous peak.

Every centimeter the hem of her stockings moved up felt like something shifting a centimeter in Gard's heart, her rationality stretched to its limit like a rubber band.

Gard had no choice but to flee.

But as soon as I stopped, the image of Lauren Tina putting on stockings involuntarily popped into my mind again.

Gard quickly grabbed the box he had placed behind the stone.

"Laurentina, this is what we agreed on last time."

According to Laurentina, finding suitable wood for carving is not an easy task in their area.

That's why when they parted last time, he said that when they met again, he would prepare some wood for her to practice with.

As soon as he turned around, Gard saw Laurentina's movement in its final step.

The girl bent over and pulled the hem of her stockings over her hips.

With a "thud," it hit my waist.

"Thank you, Mr. Crocodile, no, I should say Professor Gard."

I took the waterproof box from Gard. It wasn't heavy, and carrying it around wouldn't hinder my movements. Gard must have considered this, so he deliberately reduced the weight of the wood.

For Lauren Tina, wood carving was a novel thing.

Because the majority of the sculptures in the sea are made of stone, followed by jade and clay.

As a child, I dreamed of becoming a sculptor, but later I was called upon to become a deep-sea hunter.

I thought I would never be able to work with sculpture in my life.

Laurentina never imagined that a hunting trip, a storm, would lead to her being separated from her team.

She saw a crocodile dozing against a rock.

Laurentina thought about it; she had initially thought of the crocodile as a land animal and planned to kill it to make food and replenish her strength.

Unexpectedly, the crocodile was not an animal, but an intelligent creature like her!

Do all people on land look like this?

One year, two years, three years... the stranded boy has grown into a young woman, but the young crocodile has also grown up, and now she can't even reach his chin when she stands on tiptoe.

“I’ve accepted the gift, Mr. Crocodile. I’m sure I’ll be able to create a sculpture that I’m satisfied with when we meet again.”

You're leaving already?

"Oh, are you reluctant to see me go? I never expected to see you in the first place. If you hadn't deliberately waited for me here, then our meeting would have been a destined coincidence. Isn't that romantic?"

Laurentina retreated step by step into the depths of the river, smiling and revealing a few small canine teeth.

"My captain is still waiting for me, and I'm not lying."

“Swimming from hundreds of kilometers away is very tiring, especially when swimming upstream against the waterfall. Every time I think I’m going to fall and die.”

"Sometimes I wonder, why is it always me who comes to find you, Mr. Crocodile, and not you who comes to find me? Haha, Mr. Crocodile, you don't even know where I live."

No, I know.

Seeing Laurentina retreat to the depths of the river and wave goodbye, Gard raised his hand in farewell.

Laurentina's figure disappeared into the water.

Gard felt inexplicably empty inside.

Gard patted his crocodile face, not thinking too much about it.

I would say I'm friends with Laurentina. It's been three years since we first met, but to be honest, we haven't met that many times.

Laurentina never stayed for more than half a day, and sometimes, like this time, she would just meet briefly and then leave.

When will we meet again, in a month or two?

Who knows?

Turning to walk towards the shore, Gard did not notice a figure quietly approaching in the water.

And then later.

"boom!"