These people eat nothing but fried food, meat, sweets, and beer. I can't find a single green vegetable anywhere on this ship. It feels like the only green thing aboard the Hornet is Camille...
"Don't you get déjà vu when you eat fries, Palos?"
I look at his hair, then at his eyes, narrowed into silent slits.
"So... what kind of medicine did your Lordship, Gardeiros, take? Why are you talking to me like this?"
"...Red somehow got his hands on something called Honest Red Bean Buns... Lord Gardeiros ate them for breakfast..."
...Did I hear that right? Can something like Honest Red Bean Buns really exist...?
"What's wrong, Gardeiros? Never seen a beauty before? Keep staring and I'll lose my appetite."
"That's right. I've never seen a piece of trash prettier than you. As the flower of trash, I permit you to be proud!"
...For fuck's sake.
My mouth hangs open, and the food falls out. He even catches it with his bare hand...
"Don't waste food, flower of trash..."
He says that, then stuffs the food back into my mouth and casually closes my jaw...
After hearing that bizarre nickname and having him hand-feed me, I reflexively spit the food back into my bowl. I hold back the urge to roll my eyes right out of my head, turn to Zima, and tell her...
"Quick, find the antidote to those Honest Red Bean Buns for your lord! Hurry...!!"
At this rate, my three meals a day are going to turn into a one-way ticket to starvation!
**Reader warning: The characters may be out of character, and canon may get face-slapped, but I'll try not to stray too far. Focus on the main points and don't nitpick the details. This is a work for fun, updated irregularly. It contains self-insert romance, otome elements, and a little teasing. No pairing at first, but Gardeiros is the endgame. Please steer clear if that's not your thing. I write this because I love every character, so if something gives you the wrong idea, don't doubt yourself: it definitely is a misunderstanding. I started this story because I love Aotu. It'll be more fun if you read it casually. That's all. I hope you enjoy!
Premise: Updates whenever inspiration strikes. This is a work with no commitments.
Abba Abba, the ferocious Thunder Meow Meow
I found out that the teacher was still stuck in the trap after 18 months of discontinuing updates. He wrote so well, and one person wrote in blood, begging not to discontinue updates.
It's been a year? Where's Mr. Nora???
Happy New Year! Happy New Year~
As for the Thunder Lion Pirates, they like Camille
Wow wow wow, I really want to catch Da Da and press him in front of the computer desk to update the article (bushi)
It looks great, when was it updated?
Update, (=^▽^=)
Come on, I hope you can see a new chapter tomorrow morning, it's the best?
Happy New Year, Cat!!!!