A prince from a certain American comic book

Ike snapped out of his daze, pointed to the bar counter in the restaurant, and said, "I'm thirsty, I'm going to get a glass of water."

Done.

Ike bypassed Chris, who was blocking his way, but Chris blocked his path again.

Chris said, "I'm going to get a glass of water too. You wait here, I'll bring you one too."

Before Ike could speak, Chris walked straight behind the bar.

Ike found it strange.

There are several glasses of water right there on the bar counter, so why go to the back to get them instead of going to the trouble of finding them?

Not long after.

Just as Ike thought Chris was fooling him and was actually sneaking away through the small door behind the bar, Chris came out with two glasses of cold water.

"Give."

"Thank you."

Ike took the cool water Chris handed him and said thank you.

Just as he was about to drink it all down.

Ike stopped holding the cup.

Chris sat down, feeling a little guilty, but her expression remained as cold and aloof as she asked, "What's wrong?"

Ike raised the glass to eye level and looked at it under the restaurant lights.

Some particles can be vaguely seen floating in the water glass.

Ike blinked and looked at Chris with some confusion, asking, "Where did you get this water from?"

"Where could it be?" Chris said expressionlessly. "Are you afraid I'll poison you?"

Ike really wanted to nod.

Before he could make a move, Chris snatched the cup from his hand, took a sip herself, and then handed the cup back to Ike, saying irritably, "Can you relax now?"

Ike opened his mouth and looked at the clearly visible lip print on the cup.

quite a while.

Indeed very thirsty, Ike finally looked down at the glass that was still more than half full of water, then glanced at Chris, who for some reason seemed to resemble a volcano about to erupt. After thinking for a while, Ike shrugged and drank the cold water in the glass in one gulp.

next second.

Ike smacked his lips and frowned slightly, saying, "Why does this water taste a little strange?"

Chris looked at the empty cup in front of Ike, a hint of surprise flashing deep in her eyes.

The fish has taken the bait.

Chris then got up, grabbed the empty cup, and walked toward the contaminated goods cabinet to destroy the evidence. As she did so, she said, "That's strange. We're on a ship. This fresh water might be several days old."

Ike thought about it and agreed.

Click!

As Ike was about to get up, he stared at a cup that had fallen to the ground.

Chris shrugged and said, "My hand slipped."

Ekko: "..."

Chris, with her back to Ike, bent down and picked up the large shard of glass from the ground, throwing it into the trash can.

Ike, standing behind, quietly shifted his gaze away.

quite a while.

Chris picked up the broom and swept up the debris on the floor. Then she clapped her hands and said to Ike, "Okay, let's go to sleep."

Ike snapped out of his daze and looked at Chris.

Chris was taken aback for a moment, then explained, "It's getting late, we should all go back to our rooms to rest."

Ike and Chris's bedrooms are opposite each other.

"Good night."

"Good night."

Ike felt a chill run down his spine as he watched Chris walk into his bedroom with a smile on her face. He scratched the back of his head, puzzled, and went into his room, then locked the door behind him.

A click.

Chris's door suddenly opened.

Chris, standing by the door with her arms crossed, examined the watch on her wrist.

Silently calculating the time, while in one hand he held a very magical spare key and dangled it back and forth.

She has never failed to get what she wants.

……

P.S.: Two million words omitted below. It's late, go to sleep. This story teaches us a lesson: if a woman wants something, she can get it; and men? Completely powerless… I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Prince of a Certain American Comic Book"~

Chapter 066: Freddy Takes the Blame

The next day. Ice@Fire#Chinese www.Bhzw.cC

Ike, lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.

What appeared before him was the ceiling.

In the blink of an eye.

Two blinks.

After blinking three times, Ike suddenly turned his head to look to his right.

...It was completely empty.

Ike breathed a sigh of relief. He had been terrified. Last night he had an extremely frightening nightmare in which he transformed from a great and elegant heir to a king into a beast filled with a single thought.

Jesus.

Christ.

The intensity of that nightmare was beyond what even the films he had watched on the Origin Earth could surpass.

"Thank goodness..." Ike stood up, rubbing his forehead, and muttered to himself, "Thankfully it was just a dream."

next second.

The faint sound, like a showerhead being turned on, reached Ike's ears.

Ike was immediately stunned.

Like a puppet on strings, she involuntarily turned her gaze toward the bathroom.

A beautiful figure was faintly visible in the mist inside the shower room.

Ike was dumbfounded.

Could it be that the damned dream he just had wasn't Freddy's way of bewitching him, but something that actually happened last night?

quite a while.

The bathroom door was pushed open.

Wearing a bathrobe and drying her hair with a towel, Chris walked barefoot out of the bathroom and was taken aback when she saw the empty and messy bed.

……

Inside the restaurant cabin.

As soon as Ike walked in, the students participating in the event all looked up at him.

next second.

There was thunderous applause.

Ike's face darkened, and he quickly grabbed Sean, who was closest to him, and shoved him into the storage room next door.

Sean didn't come to his senses until the storage room door was closed.

Bang!

Ike pinned Sean against the wall, staring at the bewildered Sean with eyes radiating endless murderous intent.

Sean, the captain's son and a suitor of Annie, swallowed hard and said, "Ike, I swear I know nothing."

Ike chuckled coldly: "I haven't even asked yet, how do you know you don't know?"

Sean rubbed his nose and said, "Okay, it's mainly because you guys made too much noise yesterday. You know, the soundproofing on the ship isn't very good."

Ike leaned close to Sean, staring at him with a sinister gaze. Sean, who had shaved his head and was now walking the fashion scene, said in a low voice, "What did you hear?"

Sean looked completely bewildered.

Something's not right here.

Why was he the one who got arrested? He's not Ike's best friend; he only transferred here from England two months ago.

Sean thought to himself while watching Ike's expression: "If I tell you, you swear you're wrong and I'll shove your head down the toilet."

Ike frowned and asked, "Why would I do that?"

Sean said, "I heard that's how you deal with a twelfth-grade student."

Ike remained silent.

Back then, there was a 12th-grade student who was shouting at school to let Ike know who the boss was. He even started targeting Ike's family, which is why Ike did what he did. Generally speaking, Ike is not a violent person.

Ike nodded and said, "Okay, as long as you tell the truth, I promise I won't shove your head down the toilet."

Sean breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "Actually, it wasn't anything much. It was just some stuff about God, Jesus, you being like a tireless beast, you being like a muse in a dream, and other things like that. But the whole rest area shook at the time, that's true, and..."

"Snapped!"

Before Sean could finish speaking, Ike had already closed his eyes and covered his face with a large hand.

It’s over.