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When the gap between his toes was touched, Shokaku meowed.

The commander calmed himself and continued painting.

Next is the calf. Be a little more careful with this area.

Yes, that's right, the commander is just afraid that Shokaku's calves will get tanned, it's not a sexual fetish.

"Hmm? Ah?"

Don't make such a sexy sound!

The people around him would probably look at him with strange eyes. The commander looked around nervously. Fortunately, the surrounding ship girls all went swimming.

But isn't it worse without anyone?

It means being alone and having an accidental shooting.

"Hmm? Ahhhh?"

Shokaku made another happy sound.

Well, the commander didn't know how to describe it, but he could hear the happiness and excitement in Shokaku's voice.

"Next... do you want to continue?"

The commander paused and glanced at the area above his calf.

It's the thigh.

"Yes, please?"

Shokaku looked coquettish.

Now that I've been asked, there's nothing I can do.

The commander rubbed his hands together, and when they were almost the same temperature,

"Female donor, take this slap from me!"

"what?"

"!!!"

The thighs are soft and fleshy.

It's the one the Commander likes.

The commander felt like the last nerve of reason in his head was about to break.

It's soft and I want to rub it. It's so comfortable.

The commander went into a state of mental confusion and loss of control.

"Ah? Ah? Ah? Ah? Ah?"

"..."

Not only is it soft, it's also very elastic.

If I had a pair of thighs like this as a pillow, I would be able to sleep peacefully, right?

Use a little more force. As the female donor said before, a little more force is needed to ensure that the sunscreen can be fully and evenly applied.

"I'm going to speed up!"

“Ah ...

"..."

Shokaku's voice is a bit noisy, but even so, it's still very comfortable.

Hey, what are these two lumps of fat?

It's just like a camel's hump, so this area should also be coated properly, right?

The commander rubbed it gratefully.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh?”

"..."

Okay, I've finished painting it all. Thank you for your hospitality.

After doing all this, the commander looked at his greasy hands, feeling a little dazed.

What on earth did I just do?

He went to see Shokaku.

Shokaku was breathing heavily with his head down, and his skin was as red as a boiled octopus.

Heatstroke?

The commander reacted quickly and rushed to the air conditioner box to look for a fever-reducing patch.

The temperature must be lowered.

The commander took out a cooling patch and turned to look for Shokaku.

Shokaku hadn't gotten up from the ground yet and was still lying prone.

The commander also noticed the two elastic lumps of fat on Shokaku's upper thighs.

Like a hump.

The commander lost control again.

"give it to me!"

"Hey hey hey hey! Xiaobai, what's that look in your eyes!?"

Shokaku was startled. The commander looked at him with a look that seemed to want to kill him.

“It’s to cool down!”

The commander tore off the strip of the fever-reducing patch.

Shokaku realized something was wrong and seemed to be about to stand up, but there was no way, so in order to calm her down, the commander quickly straddled Shokaku's back.

"Hey hey hey hey! What are you doing?!"

"First the neck and ribs!"

The commander gathered up the long hair beside Shokaku's ears and then slapped the fever-reducing patch on it.

"what!?"

Next one, below the ribs.

"what!?"

Still a long way to go, next are the two lumps of fat on the upper thighs.

An ass like a hump.

The commander clapped his hands together holding the fever-reducing patch.

This is all for the purpose of saving lives and is a medical procedure.

“Ouch! It’s so cold!? Don’t get so close to me…”

Shoukaku screamed at first, but then...

As if it couldn't withstand the cooling speed of the fever-reducing patch, the pitch of the voice quickly dropped, like a deflated ball.

It's probably the normal weak state after cooling down from heat stroke.

But this is not enough.

I heard that the Jiuwei point can also relieve anxiety, so I’ll stick one there too.

But the location of the Jiuwei point is in the middle of the two fat lumps on the chest...

Do you want to continue?

The commander was thinking.

………………

The current time is 10:35.

seaside.

"It's too hot... How unfortunate."

The temperature was 34 degrees and there was not a cloud in the sky.

The sun shines directly on Shancheng's body, and if he doesn't apply sunscreen, he will definitely turn into a wheat-colored skin.

Yamashiro and everyone else had already painted themselves in the locker room, except Shokaku. I guess that's because they didn't do it in advance so that he could do it.

That’s great, Yamashiro wants that too.

"Is Shancheng okay?"

Z23 shielded the sun with his hands and said as if to say hello, "A lot of things happened this morning. Don't force yourself."

"……Thanks."

Yamashiro thought about what happened this morning.

Just as I was about to leave with my luggage, I was stopped by Fuso sister and asked to take over.

Won't sister be able to set off with the Commander tomorrow?

Shancheng complained in his heart but didn't say it out loud.

If I said it out loud, my sister's eyes would definitely turn dark and her joints would make creaking sounds.

Although I didn't say it, I was also forced into a state like my sister.

very scary……

Go to the swimming pool right away and do some gymnastics to make sure you are in good health.

So let's just go in like this?

"oops."

Shancheng suddenly thought of something.

She looked around and noticed an important problem.

Everyone was there except the Commander and Shokaku who were watching the luggage.

Only one person is not there -

Where did Aoba go?

Chapter 205: Nanhai Idol Master

The South Sea Port area is peaceful without the commander.

"Is it really okay?"

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Agano comforted An An who was following behind him.

Please introduce the current situation.

While the commander was giving Shokaku medical first aid (in another sense), Yamashiro was looking for Aoba.

Nanhai Port Area also welcomed a new guest.

Comrade An An from Nanhai TV Station.

An An, who has always appeared as a tool, also appeared as a tool this time.

"What exactly is..."

An An asked in confusion: "Why do you want me to come?"

"Didn't I tell you everything?"