Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

"Don't move! I'll be fine like this. I'll take care of myself."

Veneto raised his hand and put it on Yamato's face, righteously refusing Yamato to get close to him.

She really couldn't handle Yamato's enthusiasm, it was too much.

It is estimated that she will die on the way before she even meets the big boss, Gangwan Qiji.

"Ok?"

Deep Sea Wales couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

She had never seen a deep-sea creature other than a big sister-level advanced deep-sea creature like her being so presumptuous in front of the Deep-sea Yamato.

Even though Veneto is an advanced deep-sea destroyer, it is just a deep-sea destroyer. How could it be so rude to the Deep-sea Yamato?

"???"

Fukayama didn't understand at all.

She saw Gangwan Qiji holding Little Beifang like this.

Why couldn't Veneto handle it when it came to her?

"My feet are numb."

Veneto looked at Fukukai Yamato's eyes flashing with curiosity and explained helplessly.

She knew that it didn't matter if she directly contradicted Fukagawa, but if she couldn't explain why, she would probably die miserably.

Some leaders are like this. You can contradict them, but you must have a valid reason.

Of course, more often than not, such leaders will settle the score later.

Veneto didn't care about the revenge anymore. The numbness in his feet went all the way up his spine to the back of his head.

"Giggle!"

She trembled all over, and her teeth made a sound of chattering.

"Oh, oh, oh, what's going on?"

Yamato saw Veneto trembling with his own eyes, and he jumped up from his chair in fear.

"My feet are numb! My feet are numb! My feet are numb!"

Veneto steadied herself, not daring to move, but Fukukai Yamato's words forced her to raise her voice, which caused her feet to feel a tingling pain.

"What's wrong with my feet being numb?"

Fukamiya tilted her head, and her ankle-length white hair slid down to one shoulder as she moved.

"It's because you strangled my stomach for a long time, which caused me to feel uncomfortable and my feet were uncomfortable. That's it."

When Veneto heard Fukukai Yamato's question, he immediately realized that this was a guy who had never experienced numbness in his feet.

She was too lazy to say more to the other party. Anyway, the point was that she, Fukukai Yamato, made her, Veneto, uncomfortable, and it was enough for the other party to know this.

"I think you have something else in mind."

Deep Sea Yamato was a bit relentless.

"Just squat down and stand up an hour later, and you'll know."

Veneto gritted his teeth and said, since you insist on getting to the bottom of this, don't blame her for using practical teaching.

Practice makes perfect. Let Shenhai Yamato experience firsthand what it means to have numb feet, and she will naturally understand.

"Then I'll try."

It didn't sound like it was a difficult task, nor did it seem like there would be any problems, so Yamato got up from the chair and squatted to the side.

Veneto was too lazy to care about the process of a deep-sea ship girl verifying the truth, and just tried to hold on to the table and sit on the empty chair.

"I've only seen the way you two get along with each other in Bismarck and Tirpitz... but that cat doesn't talk as much as Yamato. It's more like a pantomime between the two of them."

Deep Sea Wales picked up the teapot that he had taken out at some point and added black tea to his exquisite teacup, while commenting on the interaction between Deep Sea Yamato and Bismarck at this moment.

"That's still different. In fact, I'd rather have a relationship like that between Princess Harbor and Princess North."

Fukayama Yamato's chin was parallel to the table, so she rested her chin on the table.

Before he uttered a word, his head moved up and down.

"Sniff...what is this?"

But suddenly, Deep Sea Yamato moved his nose and turned his head.

"Coffee, it's not good."

Veneto put the coffee cup back on the tray on the table.

This was the coffee she took out from her own ship space, along with a coffee pot and coffee cup.

"Let me try it, ah..."

Fukayama didn't care what Veneto said. Whether it tasted good or not couldn't stop her from having a taste.

Besides, you, Veneto, drink it so comfortably, so she, Shenhai Yamato, doesn’t believe that stuff can be that bad to drink.

You know, the drink that Veneto took out last was a pretty strong white wine.

"I'll give you some first, so you can taste it."

Veneto looked at the Deep Sea Yamato who opened his mouth wide at her and negotiated with some helplessness.

She didn't feel sorry for the liquor at all and would just give it all to Yamato to drink, since she didn't like it very much anyway.

But not coffee.

If Fukamiya Yamato continued to snatch coffee from her, she wouldn't even have enough for herself.

"Okay, quick, ah..."

Fukayama opened and closed his mouth a few times, then agreed to Veneto.

The latter helplessly used a stirring spoon to feed Yamato a spoonful.

"Pfft, this thing is poisonous?"

Fukayama wanted to vomit, but the amount was too little, so instead of vomiting it out, it melted in his mouth.

Suddenly her mouth was filled with a bitter taste.

“Yes, this thing is bitter.”

Veneto breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from the look on Fukukai Yamato's face, he probably wasn't interested in coffee anymore.

"No, it must be a small amount. Your cup belongs to me."

After hearing Veneto's words, Fukukai Yamato thought for a while, and suddenly took action and brought the coffee cup that Veneto had placed on the tray directly in front of him.

She saw that even though the Veneto was bitter, she drank it without changing her expression, and even had a look of enjoyment on her face.

Deep Sea Yamato thought this must be a good thing.

The bitterness must be because she didn't know how to taste it, or she drank too little.

"Hey……"

Veneto's outstretched hand was not able to grab the coffee in time, so she could only helplessly take out another cup from the ship's space.

NO.306 Coffee and Poison

Compared to the shaking destroyers, battleships of a certain tonnage sail very smoothly.

The black liquid in the coffee cup in Veneto's hand didn't even shake.

"How did you... do that?"

Yamato put down the half-full cup of coffee in his hand and stared at Veneto in disbelief.

"what?"

Veneto frowned.

Yamato now looked at her with a look of seeing a ghost.

It was as if she was not a ship girl, but a double agent serving chicken soup.

"There's still half a cup left, why don't you drink it?"

Glancing at the half cup of coffee left in Fukukai Yamato's coffee cup, Veneto hesitated and asked.

"I don't dare drink it. It's black and bitter, like it's poisoned..."

Deep-sea Yamato had a bitter face. She had seen deep-sea ship girls drink coffee before.

But those ship girls can only drink coffee and can’t cook delicious meals.

Now I meet Veneto, who can cook, that’s amazing!

She even wanted to try the coffee that she had never cared about.

Of course, try the coffee brewed by Veneto. Maybe this coffee is different in Veneto?

Even though she didn't know what coffee tasted like.

But you can do the comparison afterwards. Just remember that they all taste the same, and just remember to compare them later.

"Yamato, you really like to joke around. Drink it while it's hot. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Veneto did not poison anyone. In this situation where she was surrounded by enemies, she was not as stupid as a man in armor to resort to poison.

"Look, I'm fine even if I drink... Why are you looking at me? Drink it, drink it while it's hot."

This is only half a cup, what a waste of coffee.

In Veneto's eyes, this half cup of coffee is just like half a cup of white wine in Jiumaozi's eyes, both are treasures.

She felt very bad that Yamato wasted the food she herself was reluctant to drink.

"for you."

Yamato stretched out his long arm and placed half a cup of coffee in front of Veneto.

"I really don't understand why you like to drink this."

Shenhai Yamato felt that he would never forget the bitter taste of this thing.

"I can't really explain it. I didn't care much for coffee before. Later I found it delicious."

Veneto thought about it and found that she couldn't explain the question of whether it tasted good or not.

For her, after becoming Veneto, it seemed that she naturally fell in love with drinking coffee.

But even in the past, during those decades when people didn’t care about the handle on coffee, this black liquid with a roasted aroma wasn’t actually that bad to drink.

Occasionally, when I need to refresh myself, I will have a glass of Veneto.

For example, when he was still processing documents in the port area in the middle of the night, he got a cup of coffee from the gray-haired Veneto, the secretary ship.

But at that time, she also liked the espresso in Yamato's hand, which was mixed with milk and topped with milk cap.

Oh, it should be called American latte.

But now, she was holding a pure espresso without milk, because there was no milk...

"And the one I gave you was mixed with milk..."

If she gave the coffee in her hand to Fukamiya, that guy would probably jump up and fire at Veneto.

For Fukayama, this is concentrated bitterness, concentrated bitterness!

She couldn't even stand Veneto mixed with milk, so how could she stand the original Minute Maid?

"It's bitter and not tasty."

Deep Sea Yamato smacked his lips, savored the taste, and his mouth was still bitter.

Even if the coffee has milk flavor, it cannot stop the bitterness from spreading in the mouth.

"Good, bitter."

Veneto didn't want to talk about coffee anymore.

It would be better if Shenhai Yamato didn't drink it, so as to save her from wasting more coffee resources.