It's the Commander, not the wishing lamp!

Like tying Louis to a firework, and then, boom!

Thinking of the scene of Louis praying at night, Marco Polo couldn't help laughing, which made Louis next to him frown. Marco Polo, are you out of your mind again?

...

On the other side, Bai Long slowly sat up from the bed. Thinking about what happened yesterday, she still felt a little unsatisfied.

Sent a message to Louis, but Louis didn't reply.

She remained silent, then quietly got out of bed and washed.

It's a beautiful day, but it's just begun...

206???These fireworks cannot pass the inspection??

Time soon turned to evening. Louis spent the day in fear, trembling with fear, fearing that he would be caught by Frederick the Great. Fortunately, Marco Polo was also understanding and did not make a big fuss...

Today, Louis didn't even meet Bai Long and the others for dinner. He kept avoiding them, which naturally aroused Bai Long's suspicion. Where did the commander go again?

"Marco Polo, are these the fireworks you were talking about?"

"If this isn't fireworks, then what are fireworks? Commander, do you know more than I do?"

The three people gathered in a small alley in the port area. It was dark here and no one else would come here. There were only patrolling robots.

Marco Polo brought a large box filled with many arrow-shaped objects, colorful and gaudy, similar to the fireworks in Louis's memory.

"By the way, Marco Polo, where are you going to set off the fireworks? Frederick the Great and the others are looking for me now. If you get caught, you'd better take the blame yourself..." Louis raised his eyebrows in the dark vision.

Marco Polo crossed his arms and spoke confidently, "Then we'll definitely go to the beach to set off the fireworks. It won't attract attention there, and it's quite remote..."

"After the fireworks, maybe we can do something interesting..." As he spoke, Marco Polo looked at Louis again.

There shouldn't be any problem doing something to the commander in a place where no one else can see, right?

"Commander, you seem very dissatisfied with our decision. If you have any questions, please raise them. Hehe..." Katsuragi and Marco Polo are in cahoots with each other, and the way they speak makes them deserve a beating.

Louis's gaze lingered between the two people, and finally he just let out a long sigh. Forget it, anyway, they are more normal than Frederick the Great and the others.

Katsuragi gently hit Louis' chest, "Commander, I've told you not to sigh and groan, look up and look forward, all right, all right, don't waste time, let's get down to business..."

Her smile was earnest and lively, like that of a little girl, but in Louis' eyes, this girl was very annoying.

The box was very big, but Marco Polo picked it up in one go. After all, the ship girl was very strong.

The three of them walked along the edge of the port area, but despite this, Bai Long, who was wandering in the dark, still found them. However, she did not rashly break up with them, but quietly followed them...

The moon is quite round tonight, but the port area probably won't be peaceful, because Bailong and Marco Polo are both unwilling to live in peace.

"If we're here, no one else will notice, right?"

"That's about right. This should be the most remote place in the port area. Most of the ship girls don't bother to come here."

After putting down his things, Louis took out a windproof lighter and handed it to Marco Polo and the other man.

Rummaging through the wooden box, Louis took out a firework that looked to have the least power, or what was called a fairy wand.

"Commander, why are you playing with that thing? Isn't it boring? Come and try this sky rocket!" Taking out a firework the size of an arm, Marco Polo wanted to light it, but was stopped by Louis.

Louis handed a fairy wand to Katsuragi, looking a bit disgusted at Marco Polo's attitude. "Try the fairy wand. Frederick the Great used to love playing with it. She said it was beautiful, like a bright flame..."

A fairy wand is a piece of wire half wrapped in fuel. You won't get burned if you touch it with your hands unless you're bored. This kind of thing often appears in various summer and winter festivals.

Use a lighter to light the fairy wand, and the shining fireworks reflect the girl's smile and the figure under the moonlight.

Just when Louis was lighting the fairy wand for Katsuragi, Haku also handed over her fairy wand. They looked at each other, not knowing how to start the conversation.

"Commander, good evening. Why didn't you call me to set off the fireworks? You are really abandoning me..." Bailong stuck out her tongue at Louis. Her smile was carefree and unrestrained.

Bai Long put her fairy wand close to Louis's flame, and then the fairy wand was lit...

Sizzling...

Sporadic sparks continued to fly, and several people continued to set off fireworks. Everyone just got used to the appearance of the white dragon...

"Sister Bailong, shouldn't you be sleeping in the dormitory now? Why did you come all the way to the beach?" Katsuragi held up the fairy wand and looked straight at Bailong.

Bai Long half squatted, and upon hearing that, she just sneered, "What do you know, little brat? Do I need to report to you if I want to do anything?"

Shaking the eye-catching fireworks, Louis glanced at Bailong. Compared with Marco Polo's, it was indeed better, but to be honest, they both had their own advantages.

The incandescent light was faintly visible in the moonlight. Louis looked left and right, then nodded affirmatively.

It's a very cost-effective way to set off fireworks tonight.

"When we go out to set off fireworks, we have to do something big! Commander, stop playing with your fairy wand!"

Just as Louis was enjoying the fireworks, Marco Polo took out a bigger firework from the bottom of the box, commonly known as the Rocket Monkey.

If you look closely, that thing is almost as tall as Louis. People who don’t know would think that Marco Polo wants to tie Louis on it.

Several people spontaneously distanced themselves from Marco Polo. Bai Long protected Louis behind her. Her intuition told her that Marco Polo was up to something cruel again.

Ignoring Louis's timidity, Marco Polo just stuck the rocket on the beach. She took out a lighter and her eyes flashed.

The big one is coming!

"Marco Polo... Be careful not to blow us up..."

Several people hid behind the explosion-proof shields and stuck their heads out to look at Marco Polo.

Although the black fireworks were shiny and glossy, Louis knew what was contained in them.

If you delve into it, you'll be blown to pieces...

"Tsk, what a fuss! Commander, look carefully, this is what we call fireworks!"

Marco Polo squatted down, lit the long fuse, and then quickly rushed to Louis' side.

"Marco Polo, you kid..."

"Commander, watch the fireworks and stop talking nonsense..."

"Um..."

The small shield protected several people, and while Louis was dumbfounded, fireworks shot up into the sky. I thought it was a bright firework, but who would have thought that it was a picture of fish swimming in spring water...

There is a powerful feeling that makes people silent...

"Hey... Commander, I think I got the wrong fireworks. Will you believe me?"

"Won't..."

The fireworks exploded one after another, and the patterns changed again and again.

Tonight, the ship girl and the commander were both silent...

There was a hint of contempt in the eyes of several people when they looked at Marco Polo.

They really disagree with Marco Polo's actions...

At this moment, Frederick the Great was on his way.

You want to set off these spring water fireworks? Take me with you!

207???Toast, drink milk, eat Commander, comfortable??

When the gorgeous fireworks bloomed over the port area, the ship girls walking on the street would naturally be attracted by them, and then they would flock to them...

Marco Polo got a lot of fireworks, and as long as no one else came to make trouble, he could have fun with them for a long time.

Louis looked up at the fireworks pattern in the sky. He was silent for a long time, and finally gave Marco Polo a look of contempt and disdain. What the hell are you doing?

"Marco Polo, don't tell me you know me in the future. It's so embarrassing if you tell others..." Louis turned his head to the side. The pattern of the fireworks was really embarrassing.

Marco Polo had anticipated Louis's reaction, so she simply chuckled and moved closer to him. "Commander, just tell me if you're satisfied with this pattern. If you are, I have plenty more."

She was beaming with joy as she took out one firework after another from the box. However, the patterns that followed made Louis frightened. When she was about to take the next step, Louis stopped her.

"Marco Polo, let's play some normal fireworks. You're putting me in a difficult position..." A drop of cold sweat flowed down Louis' forehead. Marco Polo's bottom line was really too low.

Hearing him say this, Marco Polo was quite obedient, but there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world...

"I set off fireworks just to have fun, Commander. If you don't set off fireworks for me, then you have to find something else to entertain me, right?" Marco Polo and Louis huddled together, and she whispered softly, but the greed in her eyes could not be concealed.

Marco Polo's hand was on Louis' shoulder. In the dim moonlight, he could see the woman's expectant eyes and her graceful figure.

Louis pondered for a few seconds and finally agreed to her reluctantly. Frederick the Great and the others would be here soon, and if they continued to make trouble, Louis himself would not survive.

After that, Marco Polo's fireworks became more restrained, at least not as bold and grand as before. Looking at the scene, those who didn't know would think Marco Polo was setting off yellow fireworks...

Louis and his companions took their belongings and left in a hurry. Before Frederick the Great and his companions arrived, they escaped.

Arriving at the deserted beach, Frederick the Great and Ron looked at each other in bewilderment. A question mark popped up over their heads: where had all the people gone?

There was still some ashes on the ground, which proved that Louis and his men had just left not long ago. Frederick the Great crossed his arms over his chest, and in the end he was just furious for a while, and then left...

"Commander, it's time to go to bed. Do you want to sleep in my dormitory? I recently changed to a new blanket!"

"Eh... No need, I'm used to being alone, go to sleep, I have some things to deal with tomorrow..."

Bailong came close to Louis and nudged him deliberately, and then Louis flatly rejected this guy's request. After the pillow fight in the dormitory before, Louis was still a little overwhelmed.

The fear in his heart made Louis take a step forward and rushed back to his dormitory. I'm afraid someone will not be able to sleep tonight...

"The commander ran away, aren't you going to chase him? What if he is caught by others?" Marco Polo asked Bailong.

"Don't worry, there is still a long way to go. Commander, you can't escape from my grasp. Let's go have breakfast with the Commander tomorrow morning, hehe..."

Bailong didn't chase after him, but Louis staggered back to his room. He didn't feel relieved until he locked the door.

The next day, Louis woke up very early. He touched his dizzy head and began to think about what to cook this morning...

There is still some time before the ship girls come to find him, so in that case, he might as well make some bread. Anyway, he made the dough last night and let it ferment for later use.

I walked out of the dormitory quietly and tiptoed towards the cafeteria.

Louis didn't notice that there was a cold gaze in the corner. He was full of thoughts and his stomach began to growl.

"Well... let's make some garlic bread. It's easy to make anyway." Louis closed the cookbook and nodded, an idea suddenly coming to his mind.

The port area was still a little groggy at five or six in the morning, but by this time, the lights in the cafeteria's kitchen had already been turned on.

Click.

Louis took out the fermented dough from the glass cabinet. There was a lot of it, enough for them to consume...

Just as Louis was shaping the dough and preparing the seasoning, Frederick the Great appeared behind him.

Frederick the Great drank his milk, as if nothing had happened, and looked at Louis with interest.

Her eyes were very indifferent and her words were very straightforward. "Commander, why didn't I see you last night? Did you run away?"

"Eh..."

Louis froze, he slowly turned his head and met Frederick the Great's sharp gaze. Oops, Frederick the Great caught him...

The woman was looking down at him. She was currently wearing a white chef's uniform, but the size of the uniform was a little small and looked very tight.

"Commander, just do your thing and don't worry about me. I'm just watching from the side. I don't mean to blame you..." Taking a sip of milk from the carton, Frederick the Great spoke indifferently, but her eyes swept across Louis.

Louise is very serious about her work and she doesn't have the habit of spoiling other people's fun.

The stoves in the kitchen are of different heights, because the commander is so short.

"Frederick the Great, I'm a little scared that you've been standing next to me like this..."

"What are you afraid of? Am I going to eat you here, Commander?"

"Hey... just ignore what I said, as long as you are happy."

Suck, suck.