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Even the cat bullies me! And it’s my own cat!

Hood pursed his lips, feeling that his luck had been terrible recently.

The screen window was broken by the wind, bullied by the admiral, caught by his sister Ansen, laughed at by the admiral, and even ginger and fish cakes turned against him. It seemed as if the whole world was against him.

Lucky Hood selectively forgot his usual luck and fell into a state of self-pity.

"Okay, don't be unhappy." Xue Cheng stretched out his finger and flicked the tuft of hair on Hood's head, which attracted the girl's annoyed look. He smiled and said, "The weather is a bit hot. I'll go get some ice cream. Do you want some, Hood?"

"Yes!" Hu De gritted his teeth and glared at Xue Cheng hatefully.

Xue Cheng had just returned to the living room after taking out two boxes of ice cream from the refrigerator when he suddenly discovered that there was an extra person in the living room, and he was staring at Hood.

"Bismarck?" Xue Cheng took a look and decisively retreated to the kitchen. When he came back again, he had a box of ice cream in his hand.

Xue Cheng casually placed the ice cream on the coffee table and looked at Bismarck, who was wearing hot pants that showed off his long, beautiful legs. He asked curiously, "Bismarck, is there something going on here? Did Tirpitz leave something here?"

Bismarck rubbed her legs together and turned slightly to the side, as if she was not used to being stared at like this by Xue Cheng. She pretended to adjust her hair and said, "It's not like that. I made a pot of chicken soup according to the recipe today and wanted the admiral to help me taste it."

Hood grabbed a box of his favorite strawberry ice cream and ate it quickly with a spoon, sneering, "Hey, thief, if you want to see the admiral, just say so directly. Making excuses is lame, isn't it? If you just want to taste it, don't you have two nerdy sisters at home?"

Bismarck glanced at her, not taking Hood's ridicule to heart at all: "I learned this dish to nourish the admiral, so of course I have to base it on the admiral's taste."

As he spoke, Bismarck took out a thermos from behind him and gently unscrewed the lid. Immediately, an enticing aroma spread out. Even though Xue Cheng had just eaten, he couldn't help but drool.

Looking at Hood's expression, he was also slightly tempted, but he forced himself to suppress the desire in his heart, focusing his attention on the ice cream, pretending to be disdainful.

As for the two cats, Ginger and Fishcake, they had already started meowing. Regardless of the hostile stance between Bismarck and their owner, they came to Bismarck and kept circling around her, rubbing their bodies against her calves.

"Two little greedy cats." A smile flashed across Bismarck's calm face. She was also a cat lover and had a ship cat, Oscar, at home. Although she had some complaints about Hood, she would not lose her temper with her pet.

She put down the thermos, went to the kitchen to get the tableware, and divided the chicken soup in the bucket.

"Admiral, try it quickly." Bismarck handed the heaviest bowl to Xue Cheng and said softly, "Chicken soup tastes better when it's hot."

Seeing Xue Cheng take it, Bismarck thought for a moment and simply placed the entire thermos in front of Hood: "This is yours."

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Hood's eyes widened in surprise, and his hands stopped digging into his ice cream. He looked at the chicken soup in front of him, which was lightly covered with oil and exuded a fresh and fragrant aroma. He said in disbelief, "Me, me too?"

"You have to wait a while after eating the ice cream before drinking it. Be careful not to upset your stomach." Bismarck nodded. Seeing Hood take it blankly, he placed the small bowl of chicken in front of the ginger and fish cakes who had been impatient for a long time. "This is yours."

"Meow!" The two cats started fighting without any dignity.

Although it is a ship girl's chicken soup, Bismarck's chicken soup is obviously made in Chinese style. The chicken is cut into pieces, and some yam, carrots, and green onions are added to the soup. The seasoning is just some pepper and salt, but it is already fresh and delicious enough.

Xue Cheng ate a full bowl, then put down his bowl and chopsticks with a satisfied look on his face. He gave Bismarck a thumbs-up and said, "Very impressive! Bismarck's cooking skills are much better than mine."

"Nothing." Bismarck smiled faintly, picked up a piece of chicken from the bowl and handed it to Xue Cheng: "Admiral, have another piece."

"Okay." Xue Cheng opened his mouth and bit it.

Hood sat aside, looking at the ginger and fish cakes that were huddled together and gnawing on boneless chicken, and then at Xue Cheng who was being fed by Bismarck, and suddenly felt that he was a little redundant.

After eating, Bismarck took the initiative to clean up the dishes and took them to the kitchen to wash them. Then he cut a plate of fruit and brought it back. The three of them sat in the living room, turned on the TV, and chatted while watching.

Perhaps it was because he was grateful for the favor, Hood rarely contradicted Bismarck. He even took the initiative to chat with Bismarck using the TV program as an introduction. The atmosphere was so peaceful that Xue Cheng thought he was dreaming.

However, as time slowly passed and the sky outside the window gradually darkened, Hood gradually realized that something was wrong: Why didn't this thief cat leave?

At 9:30 in the evening, as a popular variety show on TV ended, Bismarck stood up and stretched. His tall and slender figure was even more graceful than the female star in the show.

"It's getting late." Bismarck turned off the TV and said calmly, "Go back and rest."

On the sofa, Hood, holding Fat Orange Ginger in his arms, slowly opened his eyes, a drowsy expression on his face. "Ah? Is it over?"

Xue Cheng reached out his hand, scratched Hu De's nose, and said, "If you're tired, go back and rest early. Why are you still hanging on here?"

Hu De curled her lips. She would never leave the thief cat and the admiral alone. She pretended to bite Xue Cheng's finger, which scared him so much that he quickly retracted his hand.

Putting down the snoring Fat Orange, Hood stretched out like Bismarck had just done and said with a smile, "It's so late, Bismarck. The Admiral and I won't see you off."

"What nonsense!" Bismarck glanced at her and said calmly, "Did I ever say I was leaving?"

Hood immediately became alert: "What do you want to do?"

"Isn't there a guest room?" Bismarck's answer dispelled Hood's doubts. The three of them simply cleaned the living room and went upstairs together.

Hood walked slowly and fell behind the three. When she saw Bismarck following Xue Cheng's footsteps into the bedroom, her heart suddenly tightened and she hurriedly took two steps, but unfortunately she was still a little late. Bismarck, who had just entered the room, turned around suddenly and looked at her with a cold expression.

"What are you doing here?"

"I, I..." Hood's eyes widened. Bismarck's momentum was shocking. Those sharp eyes seemed to carry some kind of magic, making her dare not take another step forward. She just moved her lips and whispered, "Didn't you say you wanted to sleep in the guest room?"

Bismarck tilted his head, looking thoughtful. "When did I...when did I say I wanted to sleep in the guest room?"

"But..." Hu De argued, "I was here first. Are you a thief? Don't you understand the first-come, first-served rule?"

"You've already called me a thief, but how can I possibly follow the rules?" Bismarck held the door handle with one hand and held the door frame with the other to prevent Hood from forcing his way in. He sneered, "Besides, I was the first one to enter the room. So, if we really talk about first come first served, I was the first one!"

"You, you are unreasonable!" Hood was so angry that she almost cried. She wanted to use force, but no matter whether she was a woman or a ship girl, she could not defeat Bismarck in a one-on-one battle. She could only look at Xue Cheng standing behind Bismarck with grievance: "Admiral! You thief bullied me!"

Xue Cheng touched his nose and was about to speak when Bismarck suddenly turned around and gave him a cold look.

Immediately, Xue Cheng, who was about to say a few words of advice, fell silent.

After suppressing Xue Cheng, Bismarck turned around again, looked at Hood and said calmly: "I've already checked. The guest room over there has been cleaned up and is ready for you to move in at any time. Of course, you can leave if you don't want to."

"Good night then."

"Bang!" Hood looked at the tightly closed door, wanting to cry but unable to.

She thought of the bowl of chicken soup and the fruit that Bismarck had handed her while she was watching TV, and suddenly she felt as if she had suddenly realized something.

No wonder Bismarck was so kind to me tonight. It turned out that all his gifts had already been implicitly marked with a price...

"Ah... really." After closing the door, Bismarck leaned against it, pressing one hand to his forehead, pretending to have a headache. "Even though the target was Hood, this feeling of bullying the weak is really... pretty terrible."

Xue Cheng said helplessly: "If that's the case, Bismarck should stop bullying others."

"No," Bismarck answered decisively. She turned around and locked the door, then put her ear to it to make sure the footsteps outside were gradually fading away. Then she turned around and said, "If I don't do this, someone else will get there before me, right?"

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Xue Cheng's eyes flickered, and he turned his head to look out the window: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Admiral, do you think I don't know?" Bismarck slowly approached. Although he was slightly shorter than Xue Cheng, he exuded a terrifying aura and a heavy pressure that made people breathless. "Admiral and Hood did that kind of thing, didn't they?"

"No." Xue Cheng's denial seemed unconvinced, and he slowly retreated as Bismarck approached.

"No?" Bismarck sneered, his sharp eyes staring straight at Xue Cheng, as if he could see deep into his soul:

"Given that flat-chested woman's personality, if she hadn't had a very close relationship with the Admiral, she definitely wouldn't have posted a selfie showing off her affection in the group chat like she did today, and she certainly wouldn't have openly expressed her desire to share a room with the Admiral."

“…” Xue Cheng remained silent.

Is it because he knows Hood too well, or does Bismarck really have detective potential? But the detective persona is obviously 16, right? Can you not be so clever?

"Even so..." Xue Cheng sighed, and seemed still unwilling to give up his defense. Seeing this, Bismarck smiled triumphantly.

"Even so, Bismarck could have just told me directly." The words that came out of Xue Cheng's mouth left Bismarck stunned.

A shadow slowly approached. Bismarck looked at Xue Cheng who was walking in front of him with blank eyes, and his feet involuntarily stepped back.

Soon, he felt a cold and hard touch behind him. Bismarck looked at Xue Cheng, who seemed to have suddenly become a different person, and felt a little at a loss.

Success! I finally turned the tables and got rid of the passive situation. From today on, no one can take a strong attitude towards me anymore!

Xue Cheng roared to the heavens in his heart. He looked at Bismarck with a smile, lowered his head slightly, and blew into the girl's ear. Seeing the white earlobe quickly turn bright red, he whispered:

"As long as Bismarck wants, she can do it anytime, because Bismarck is also my wife."

A warm feeling came from his lips, and Bismarck slowly closed his eyes.

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Hood was having trouble sleeping.

It wasn't because he was in a new room and was unfamiliar with the environment, but because of Xue Cheng and Bismarck next door.

It's not that she heard any noisy noises. Xue Cheng's room was well soundproofed. Even if Hood was eavesdropping by lying on the wall, or using a cup to gain external force, she wouldn't hear any sound. Normally, it wouldn't affect her sleep at all.

But this silence gave her too much room for imagination.

What are the admiral and Bismarck doing on the other side of the wall?

Hood thought of what he and the admiral had done during the day. His cheeks flushed and he covered his face with the quilt tightly. Like a caterpillar, he kept rolling in the quilt. After a while, he finally emerged from the quilt with messy hair.

"That damn thief! Stinky cat!" Hood gritted his teeth. If she hadn't interfered, tonight would have been a wonderful night.

Come to think of it, it’s my fault for being too proud of myself. If I hadn’t sent those photos to the group, Bismarck probably wouldn’t have come here specially, right?

As expected, when you have good things, you should hide away and enjoy them secretly. In this garrison full of dangers, you must never trust anyone except yourself.

He tossed and turned all night long. He once heard the admiral's door open, and then there was a slight sound of water coming from the direction of the bathroom. The annoyed Hood once thought about running out to question the couple, but finally gave up and lay drowsy in bed until dawn when he fell into a light sleep.

Hood slept very uncomfortably that night. She had many dreams, and the white-haired thief cat appeared in every dream. Just when she wanted to summon the naval gun to fire a heavy shot at that hateful face, she heard a rhythmic knock on the door.

"Eh?" Hood slowly opened his eyes. The ceiling was unfamiliar, and the chandelier that he had forgotten to turn off before going to bed was emitting a faint light. It was already bright outside the window, and fresh air blew into the room through the gauze window. The curtains fluttered in the wind, and a faint fragrance of flowers drifted in.

"It was... a dream." Hood took the glasses from the bedside table and put them on. The arrogant and hateful face in the dream was still vivid in her mind. However, even if she returned to the real world, the situation she faced was still not much better.

The knocking continued. Hood tidied his messy long hair with his fingers and slowly opened the door in his slippers.

Standing outside the door was Bismarck, who was also wearing pajamas, but had been cleaned up and looked radiant.

"What are you doing here?" Hood said angrily, puffing up his cheeks.

"The Admiral is preparing breakfast." Bismarck's tone remained cold, but her demeanor seemed softer than usual, fitting the Admiral's description of her as a "soft cat." She crossed her arms and said calmly, "If you want to eat, you'd better go clean up now."

"Hmph, tell the admiral I know." Hood snorted and closed the door.

After a brief silence, Hood opened the door a crack again. Through the crack, he could see that Bismarck, who had just been standing at the door, had disappeared.

"You annoying thief." Hood muttered and walked out.

The atmosphere at breakfast was quite harmonious. Although Hood always gritted his teeth while eating, he did not have a head-on conflict with Bismarck.

As for Bismarck, perhaps he felt a little sorry for snatching Xue Cheng away last night. When he sat down, he took the initiative to give up the seat near Xue Cheng to Hood, and did not do anything overly intimate with Xue Cheng in front of her.