Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 35 I'm Not a Nice Guy, Claire

Claire sat leaning against the head of the bed for a while, trying to clench her fist and hit the quilt twice to relieve her embarrassment, but the tearing pain from the wound on her arm made her gasp, and she immediately let go and leaned there quietly. moving.

After a while, Claire turned her attention to the just-opened wardrobe next to the bed.

This should be Cassius' private lounge.

She glanced down at the quilt covering her body, picked up a corner and put it under the tip of her nose to sniff, there was a faint orange aroma that was almost unscented.

It was indeed his bed, and he had been to the space station quite a few times.

Then she sleeps in his bed now, where does he sleep at night?

Claire struggled with this issue for a few seconds before lying down on the bed. She thought that Cassius should disdain to do anything to a female patient with an unexpected figure. There is really no need to worry too much about her emaciated body.

She turned sideways to look at the sack of potatoes piled by the wall, her eyes gradually revealing thoughts.

Hope mom and Andrew's life now is what she saw in her dream, Andrew in uniform at school, mom sitting at home knitting, not hers.

When Cassius came back, Claire was already asleep. He went to the bed and looked at her for a while, then dimmed the lights in the lounge.

Vaguely, Claire heard the sound of water coming out of the shower head. She lay down and listened for a while, until the sound of water disappeared, and then barely opened her eyes with a vague gap.

Under the dim double shadow, a backlit figure stepped out with the warm light on in the bathroom, and he went straight to the bedside.

Claire felt that a piece of the mattress on the side was sunken, and when the quilt on the right side was lifted, a cool breeze came in, followed by a slightly strong orange aroma.

Cassius lay down beside her.

"Are you back?" She moved her lips slightly, her voice was small and lazy.

He responded with a low voice, "Hmm."

There was an extra person beside her, and Claire was not unaccustomed to it, she couldn't even detect the sound of the other person's breathing.

Squinting her eyes at the man sleeping like a coffin under the dark light, she said sleepily, "Thank you for taking the risk to save me."

Cassius, who closed his eyes and folded his hands on his stomach, replied quietly, "I am responsible for what happened to you."

"Well, but you are also the only good person I met here, and you even asked Counselor Cyril to find me sweet potato flour." Claire closed her eyes again and murmured.

"Good guy?" Cassius opened his eyes and looked at her sideways with a sarcastic expression, "I'm not a nice guy, Claire."

"Well, do you want bubble milk tea?" Claire murmured with her eyes closed, "I'll make it for you first."

She was probably already drowsy, Cassius's cold face softened slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Sleep, Claire."

The lights in the bedroom were completely turned off.

Surrounded by the refreshing orange aroma all night, Claire woke up feeling refreshed.

She sat up slowly, looked at the corner of the quilt that was thrown aside, and heard the sound of an electric shaver coming from the bathroom.

Cassius came back to sleep with her last night, and they seemed to chat a little.

She knew he wouldn't touch her. Claire pursed her lips and tried to move her feet. She didn't feel much pain anymore. Just as she lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, there was a knock on the door.

The sound of the razor disappeared, and Cassius walked out, passed by the bed and glanced at Claire, seeing that her thighs were exposed and the neckline slid to the shoulders to reveal most of the skin, he frowned and said coldly: "Go back to sleep." .”

Claire, who just wanted to say hello, saw that he was in a bad mood and her eyes were confused, but she followed suit and covered her with a quilt.

Why was he angry so early in the morning?

Cassius opened the door, and Feiji stood at the door with a bag in his hand, and glanced in with an ambiguous expression, "I got it from a female doctor, it's the smallest size, it should be able to wear."

Seeing Cassius take the bag and slam the door expressionlessly, Claire scratched her sleeping blond hair, "What do you want the doctor's clothes for?"

Cassius threw the bag to her, "Do you want to wear a hospital gown to court martial?"

Claire: "...don't want to."

She poured out the bag with one hand, a gray dress and a black lace underwear, and the tag was still there.

She silently glanced at the C-cup underwear and her B size at most.

I don't know if the smallest size Fei Ji mentioned is this or the clothes.

Cassius didn't notice her emotion, turned around and sat down behind the desk.

After Claire was rescued, she had been wearing the white hospital gown in the medical cabin. She was used to wearing white clothes, but she was still a little uncomfortable when she got the first set of colored clothes.

After touching the soft fabric, she glanced at Cassius who had already sat down behind the desk. He was writing a report on the holographic screen, with an indifferent expression and no intention of avoiding it at all.

Claire thought for a few seconds and turned her back, raised her hips, took off the large hospital gown and began to put on a skirt. One hand was injured, which made her movements a little slow.

The light blue holographic screen was translucent, and Cassius' attention quickly shifted from those characters to the smooth back.

Under the messy golden curly hair, the spine from the tailbone all the way up when Claire bent her body, the shape of her skin was clearly visible, and the shoulder blades on both sides were like fleshy butterflies flapping their wings when she moved her arms.

"M5 leukemia treatment costs are very low, you can get pregnant, why didn't the human race give you treatment." Cassius' deep voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Claire paused for pulling the zipper of her skirt, she didn't know if she should tell the truth.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Cassius stared at her back with deep black eyes, "Have you been avoiding hospital inspection since birth?"

In fact, on the contrary, she died entirely because she had no money and no life to treat her illness.

Claire nodded slightly following his words. She pulled up the skirt with one hand, and when she was putting on her underwear, she suddenly became embarrassed.

"That. Commander." She turned her face and looked at him cautiously, "Can you help me, I can't clasp one hand."

Originally thought that he would let her figure out her own way with a cold face, but Cassius stood up after she spoke, walked around the table and walked to the bed.

Claire let go, and the two underwear straps were caught in her arms and hung down. Cassius stood behind her and bent slightly.

Feeling the cold fingertips pick up the tape and touch her back, she flinched, her face was hot.

"Okay." Cassius took two steps back, lowered his hand and squeezed his fingers, his eyes dimmed.

It was the first time for a man to wear underwear, and Claire felt that she had lost all face in this life on the commander. She lowered her head and hurriedly put on her shirt and got off the bed.

The wound on the sole of the foot was not very serious, and a thin layer of scab had formed after the special medicine. She tried to focus on the front as much as possible, and walked slowly into the bathroom to wash.

The gray dress and C-size underwear are a little too big for her, but they have something to do today, so they can't be casual.

Claire was also very satisfied with the clothes that could show her calves. She touched her narrow and sharp chin in the mirror and commented on herself, "It seems to be a little fatter."

About half an hour later, she sat in the wheelchair again, and the robot carried the potatoes and pushed her onto the frigate with one hand.

Pushed into the crew cabin where Cassius was, Claire saw him wearing a military cap and military uniform, standing there with a serious face and listening to the crew report on the situation of the ship.

The orcs are doing their final checks to leave the space station.

"The cockpit inspection is complete."

"The route calibration is complete."

"Commander, you can go."

Cassius: "Agreed."

As soon as Claire's wheelchair was secured, the entire ship unlocked and flew out of the space station.

The lights in the cabin dimmed, and the air conditioner gradually blew out the cold air.

In front of her was a steaming serving of mashed potatoes and vegetable salad.

"The commander left it for you." Feiji turned the chair and said, "Potatoes are rarely eaten on the main star."

Claire looked at the man sitting with his back to her, and whispered thank you.

The frigate returned to its home port of Selaville after performing two jumps.

On the ground, many nobles and guards in uniform gathered.

Seeing the pile of scrap metal dragged down from the boat, Duke Pulan at the front of the line had a serious expression on his face.

The female replacement transaction with the human race failed, and the Human Indoctrination Institute issued more than 20 charges against Cassius' entire fleet. The military court accepted the case, which was related to reproduction. The emperor and several dukes will attend.

That's all Claire knows so far, and Figge tells her, "You'll be the last witness."

Before getting off the spaceship, she stopped Cassius, "Commander, will my presence make Doris suffer?"

He stopped, turned and walked in front of her, bent down, put his hands on the handle of her wheelchair, looked at her with his deep black eyes, "Claire, you can kill her."

"She is your childhood sweetheart, is it really okay?" She blinked.

Cassius frowned, his voice was cold, "To be honest, the crime is enough for her to be sentenced to death."

Seeing him leave, Claire pursed her lips, thinking that Doris' so-called childhood sweetheart might be different from what she thought.

Fei Ji followed behind him and glanced back at Claire, with a smirk on his face, "Commander, it seems that your little female thought you were having an affair with Doris."

After receiving Cassius' cold stare, he immediately shut up.

Claire was pushed off the boat by the robot, and the strong wind made her squint her eyes uncomfortably, and she soon heard a sharp sound not far away.

"Oh Claire! You're actually on the boat!" Ms. Eva yelled in disbelief, "Who the hell brought you up!"

At a glance, Claire saw a dazzling white where the nobles and guards gathered together.

Surrounded by unfamiliar orc guards, she was pushed to the side of a military vehicle, and Cassius stood by the door talking to an orc wearing the same uniform as him.

She heard a familiar name.

Landon.

It turned out that the slender orc with a yellow cropped head in front of him was Alice's master.

"This is your female?" Langdon glanced at her and said with disgust, "Such a malnourished body was sent to you by the indoctrination center? Can it give birth to children?"

　It is still three thousand, waiting for the results tomorrow.

　　ah, bless you
　　ε=(ο｀*))) alas

　　
　
(End of this chapter)