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"Damn it! When I'm stronger than him someday, I'll beat him to a pulp!"

Shiono quietly looked at her exasperated younger sister and whispered, "Don't bother Father. He has his own private matters to attend to."

Ziwan gritted her teeth: "What private matter could it be? Isn't it just that you want to give me another younger brother or sister?"

She turned her head and looked at her sister, who was as quiet as ever.

"Are you just going to let him keep having these babies? Don't you even understand? The more children he has, the more people he'll have to take care of! And the less we'll get to take care of!"

"what?"

Shiono looked at her younger sister, her eyes flickering with emotion.

That seems to make sense?

The family business doesn't really matter; the main issue is that my father's time is limited each day.

......

"I'll take Shiono there tomorrow. Don't worry, she's quite popular."

Nomiyama smoothed the hair of the person in front of him.

Yukinoshita Miyami said softly, "It's up to you. As for Shino, she seems to really like being with Haruno and Yukino as well."

“Alright then. Shino follows my lead when it comes to breakfast choices. Perfect, I’ll try out all the noodle soups I’ve been working on lately and see which one she prefers.” Nomiyama grinned.

"She likes everything, Kazehaya. Shino has a 100% admiration for you, and she'll like everything you do for her," Yukinoshita Miyami smiled.

Then she turned around, smoothed her hair, and said in a weak voice, "Kazehaya, my pigtails are tied up."

Nomiyama licked his lips, picked her up from where she was sitting at the dressing table, tossed her onto the bed, and then pounced on her.

Rolling, demanding, and each other's undisguised greed.

Until a certain moment, Nomiyama leaned against the headboard, feeling the intense yet subsiding movements of Miyami in his arms amidst the continuous bursts of pleasure in his body and mind.

He continued working until he had handed everything over to her.

Carefully setting down Gong Yu, whose thoughts had already broken, he turned his head and looked at the villa not far away.

The butterfly just finished making milk tea.

The next second, their eyes met.

Sawamura Sayuri glanced at the man with burning eyes who was about to pounce on her, then at the limp, fair-skinned Miyami.

With a grin, she lifted her red and white kimono, first pressing her lips against Gong Yu's, then opening her arms to welcome him.

"Hehe, hurry up and come before she wakes up."

Nomiyama pounced on the butterfly, knocking her away from Miyabi, pinning her down, and greedily kissing her.

The object was poked into Gong Yu's face, which was gradually recovering.

Chapter 294 The heart's desire isn't always about adventure.

"Where have you been, Little Cat Sailor?! The enemy is attacking! The captain needs your help!"

"Captain! I've set up the lifeboats! Let's escape!"

"Little Cat Sailors! We are the proudest pirates in the Caribbean! We can die burning, killing, and looting; we can die in front of treasure chests; we can go to the Royal Navy's gallows; but we can never escape!"

Ziwan sat on his neck, grabbing his hair with one hand and raising the other high: "Little Cat Sailor! Draw your sword! Let's charge together! Let those Royal Navy sailors taste our might!"

Nomiyama drew his sword in the same motion, raising one hand forward: "Yes, Captain!"

Shino watched them jog and charge through the streets quietly, choosing not to follow them immediately.

Running together helps deepen my father's love, but it felt so embarrassing... Maybe next time...

They'll wait for me anyway, and besides, I just had breakfast; strenuous exercise isn't good for me.

After walking for a while, at a roadside corner, Shiono stopped and continued to look at her father and sister.

As if pulling something down from the void, Ziwan placed her hands around her neck and said sadly, "Little Cat Sailor, it was the captain who dragged you down. In the next life, let's be brothers again."

Her voice grew increasingly strained, and she eventually began to roll her eyes.

Nomiyama also pulled down the rope in the void, his voice filled with both sorrow and peace: "Captain Dog, the proudest thing I've ever done in my life is to be a pirate with you. In the next life, I, I still want to follow Captain Dog."

After saying that, he closed his eyes, let go, and his eyes began to turn white.

Shino walked over to them, waiting for the pirate show to end, for the gallows performance to conclude.

"First Mate, why are you only arriving now? We've already been wiped out by the Royal Navy."

Ziwan turned her head, clearly showing some resentment.

"Our first mate, Little Fish, usually helps us deal with sharks underwater. She can't come on the boat with us; she'll die of thirst."

Nomiyama made a gesture to his eldest daughter, then turned and continued walking towards home.

“We’ve all been cut down by the Royal Navy,” Ziwan sighed. “At this rate, First Mate Little Fish will be left wandering alone around the island where we were hanged, with no one to take her aboard.”

Upon hearing this, Shiono's eyes flickered slightly with unease.

Was Ziwan complaining that she didn't join in the fun, or was she worried that she wouldn't fit in?

Nomiyama reached out and rubbed his youngest daughter's leg, not worried: "It's alright, I recently built a new pirate ship, the Black Pearl. As long as Captain Dog and First Mate Little Fish want it, the Black Pearl will come to pick you up, no matter where you are."

He walked slowly forward, opened his mouth and bit off a cherry blossom petal offered by the little hand: "As long as you have a place in your heart that you want to go, the Black Pearl will take you there. No matter where it is, it will come to pick you up."

Ziwan reached out and scattered the last cherry blossom petal to her sister beside her: "Pirate ship? Is that the travel ship you mentioned preparing for yourself and the others?"

Nomiyama smiled and said, "Yes, don't you like adventure? This ship is perfect for adventure. Even in the vast sea of ​​stars, it can break through space and take you through."

Ziwan subconsciously reached out and hugged his head, as if throwing a tantrum: "Let it come here, otherwise how will I know if you're lying to us?"

Nomiyama looked up at the sky, where several clouds of different colors were clearly visible in the morning sun.

Shiono Aster looked up and followed his gaze.

The sea of ​​clouds rippled, as if a strong wind was blowing in the middle. As the sea of ​​clouds opened up the space, the three-masted sailboat, which was mostly black, was revealed. It looked like the gray sails were taking shape in the wind, like a pool of spring water being rippled.

"Wow!" Ziwan exclaimed, "It looks like a real pirate ship."

"It is a real pirate ship, and it is the best pirate ship. It can go wherever you want to go. I have given it power. When you want something, it will get it for you. In a sense, it is also a weapon of fighting and plundering." Nomiyama sighed as he looked at the ship he had worked so hard to build.

"How do we rob it?" Ziwan looked up at the sky, her eyes wide with curiosity. "It doesn't look like it's equipped with cannons."

“They are cables, those cables hanging on the ship. They are weapons I specially prepared to help catch prey,” Nomiyama explained.

The next second, the cable was tied to his body.

In a daze, Nomiyama looked up at the tiny figure standing at the bow of the ship thousands of meters in the sky.

Little cotton-padded jacket, why are you grabbing me?

The cables loosened, and Shiono returned to his side, tugging at his clothes, her voice soft: "I wanted to know how to use these cables. So, they can break through space."

Nomiyama shrugged: "I put in a lot of effort to give them enough power."

"Are you an idiot?" Ziwan looked at the rope, which was almost as thick as her arm, and complained, "This kind of rope is impossible to use to pick up anything delicate. It can only be used to catch prey. Besides, it's about where you want to go and what you want to get. If all I want is an apple, this ship can't help you with this rope to tie up a small apple."

"So I've prepared other things for you."

Nomiyama chuckled, freeing one hand and spreading it out.

White mist filled his palm, condensed and shaped, and finally, three watches appeared in his palm.

One piece disappeared, and he handed the other two pieces to the people around his neck and beside him: "Here, the pointer."

"The pointer will show you where your heart leads; it understands your thoughts better than your hearts do. This is the magic I give to the human heart."

Ziwan lay on his head, looking at the watch-like hands, the inner pointer indicating direction was spinning wildly. Suspiciously, she looked down at the large head below.

Shino glanced at the pointer following his movement, her expression barely changing. She simply looked at her father silently, then thought of something rather unexpected.

She spoke softly, as if to confirm, "Father, the Black Pearl is not a passenger ship you built for yourself and the people you love, but an adventure ship prepared for us."

Nomiyama remained silent for a while before looking at the ship in the sky and saying, "I always want to go on adventures, but I'm not that old anymore. I understand a lot of things, and I have many people I like. Adventures are fun, but when I hold that pointer, it spins around and always points to them. I have no one else in my heart besides them."

He bent down and hugged the little girl in his arms: "But you are different. You still have a world of curiosity. The wonders of your childhood will bring you joy and surprises. You have a lot of unknowns waiting for you to explore. So I built this ship. It will take you to experience those interesting and novel stories. That is what adventure is all about."

"Oh, I see."

Ziwan grinned, then grabbed his hair hard: "Yojian Yamazaki, as your father, you'd better take responsibility. When your daughter sets sail, you should be on the ship with her. Otherwise, I won't let Mom cook for you."

Nomiyama thought about the breakfast table in the morning. He made breakfast for five people himself. He thought that his mother hadn't cooked for him much since she got married.

"Father, I want to go on an adventure with you. I feel safe when you're here." Shiono buried her face in his chest and nuzzled against him.

But when I'm there, I don't feel at ease; it's completely devoid of challenge.

Nomiyama thought about it and didn't refuse; they would naturally change their minds when they grew up and didn't want to be constrained anymore.

He simply gave a different answer.

"For me, I have completed the adventure of my life, and the treasures I have truly longed for are now all around me."

Shino listened quietly to his heartbeat, quietly thinking about many years later.

The father's power was too great, and it continued to grow stronger. There was nothing in the world that could restrain him, which made the idea of ​​locking him in the basement of the house with chains a pipe dream.

But it wasn't hopeless. Emotions gave her father tenderness and also gave him an opening to exploit. Although she couldn't make him abandon those people, she could find the gaps they exposed and use his love for her and her mother to seize control of him.

In her father's eyes, she had to be number one, her mother second, and Ziwan third.

......

Nomiyama sat on the sofa with his hands resting properly on his lap. He lowered his head, his eyes drooping, and he was far from being relaxed.

Shino looked over there, blinked, and then continued watching.

Ziwan raised the corners of her mouth and opened her little mouth to imitate his whistling.

"Frosty Aster, would you like a cup of milk tea?"

Kato Megumi carried a tray out of the kitchen and first placed a cup on each of the two little girls sitting on the sofa.

"Thank you, Sister Hui." Shiono smiled faintly.

"Hehe." Ziwan took the bowl, sipping it while watching the person being scolded.

"What? You've been gone for almost ten days and haven't said a word?"

Mai Sakurajima's lips curled into a slight smile, revealing a hint of coldness as she looked at him: "I was hoping to finally finish filming and take a proper vacation, you scumbag husband, what do you say?"

Nomiyama looked up at her standing beside him and whispered, "Um, I love you?"

Mai Sakurajima raised her foot and stomped on his thigh, rubbing her small foot together: "You scumbag husband, is all you can say is this kind of boring nonsense?"

“Mai, this won’t work.” Kasumigaoka Utaha leaned against the side, turned a page of her book, and looked at him with a smile. “This will only make this person think you are very gentle, and he won’t even be able to bear to hit him.”

Nomiyama looked at her reproachfully: "I was sincere, how could you think of me like that?"

"Hehe." Kasumigaoka Utaha laughed, continuing to watch the show.

“You seem to be really enjoying it.” Mai Sakurajima bent down and stared into his eyes.

“But Mai is touching me skin to skin, so it’s only right that I’m happy,” Nomiyama muttered.

Mai Sakurajima shifted her gaze and began to stare at his face.

"Okay, let's have some milk tea first."

Kato Megumi calmly placed three cups of milk tea on the coffee table.

Nomiyama immediately brought over a cup.

Then he handed it to the person standing on the sofa: "Mai, drink first."

Sakurajima Mai looked at him for a while, then sat down with a calm expression and picked up the milk tea: "What, are you trying to please me?"

Nomiyama said in a serious tone: "It's love. My love for Mai made me unconsciously offer the first drink."

Mai Sakurajima nodded: "I understand, it's love that has vanished without a trace."

Nomiyama scratched his head, carefully moved closer to her, and leaned against her: "Didn't I explain when I left?"

Mai Sakurajima pushed his head: "'I went to become a pirate,' is that the interpretation you mean?"

Nomiyama held her hand, his expression serious: "'I robbed for our home,' that's what I said at the time."

Mai Sakurajima put down her milk tea, rolled over, and straddled him, pinching his cheeks with both hands: "Oh? Where's the treasure? Where's the treasure you robbed?"