Liang Jian: I have a canteen

The sunlight was a bit dazzling. Xu San opened his palms and held his forehead with his hands, gazing into the distance. "The ship's course has changed. Huan-chan, take a look and see if this is the direction to Kyushu."

Huanji walked to Xu San's side and also pressed her hand against her forehead.

Having just emerged from the dimly lit cabin, the midday sun still felt a bit too bright.

After watching for a while, Huanji sighed softly, "This is not my forte. I can tell that I can only judge the general direction at present."

"And her?" Xu San was referring to Himiko.

"She," Huan Ji narrowed her eyes, paused, and said, "She said she didn't know the direction of the voyage, but she said she could feel that she was getting closer and closer to her palace."

After saying that, Huanji gazed into the distance for a moment, then leaned closer to Xu San.

Xu San reached out and put his hand on her shoulder. "Your communication with her seems to be getting smoother and smoother?"

“We’ve both let our guard down a bit.” Huanji tilted her head and leaned towards Xu San. “I saw more fragments of her memories.”

“Memory can be faked,” Xu San reminded Huan Ji. “Sometimes, people fabricate false memories to numb themselves.”

"Can you?" Huanji asked.

"Yes!" Xu San answered readily. "Actually, I often do this. After all, reality is cruel, and it's really better to create a set of memories so that I can live more comfortably."

Huanji nodded and leaned closer to Xu San, so that she was completely nestled in Xu San's arms.

She's petite and delicate, and looks a lot like the girl next door.

The huge cruise ship sailed smoothly, with white waves gently gliding along both sides of the hull.

The waves rolled and crashed, making a splashing sound.

A sailor passed by and glanced at the two of them before going about his business.

"What should we do now? Go back to the cabin?" Huanji asked softly. Xu San gazed into the distance. "Yes, let's go back. After all, Lisa is still in the cabin; the effects of the anesthesia should have worn off by now."

"She's interested in you."

"I'm not interested in little kids."

“She’s not a little kid. Her age…” Huanji pondered for a moment, “She should be about the same age as your concubine.”

"Xiao Hong?" Xu San gave a wry smile. "Even if she's eighteen, I'm not interested in Xiao Doubao."

"She also has secrets."

"That's her business, it has nothing to do with me, and I have no interest in knowing her secrets. Besides, the more secrets you know, the faster you'll die."

"Let's go back. If the captain searches the cabins, our secrets will probably be exposed."

"Yes! That's right, my gold!" Xu San's face darkened, because his wealth was basically all in the bunker. If it were really searched and stolen, or if a thief came, he would really be devastated.

"Hehe~" Huanji chuckled softly, "You're still as greedy as ever."

“That’s all my family’s wealth. If I lose it, I’ll have no face to see my wife.”

“Miyako?” Genki suddenly realized, “I’d forgotten. She’s your official wife.”

"What a lovely woman. If all the women in your island nation were like her, that would be wonderful."

"Actually, most of us women have similar personalities to Miyako."

"Perhaps it is precisely because of these things that militarism was born." (End of Chapter)