"That's why you littered? Even Quincy remembers to put the trash in the trash can. I didn't expect you to be inferior to Quincy." Aoba sat on the lawn and looked at Naka speechlessly while resting.

"..."

Nake raised her eyebrows and looked at Quincy, who was packing the dinner plate in front of him, but Quincy, who stumbled on his left foot and smashed the plate on the ground, fell into silence.

After a while, looking at Quincy who was "invited" by Lexington to pick up the trash, Naka's mouth twitched.

"It always feels as if I have been greatly ridiculed? Is it an illusion?"

"Please don't insult Quincy. Although she is all arranged to pick up garbage, she is much more well-behaved than her predecessors."

Aoba hit Naka with her emotionless voice, completely ignoring Naka's increasingly dark face.

"Forget about it!"

Naka threw a few bamboo sticks into the trash can, sat on the lawn, looked around, and found that no one was paying attention to it, then carefully leaned over to Aoba and whispered.

"You poured that thing into beer, right?"

"Eh?!" Aoba froze for a moment, her face paled slightly, she turned her head subconsciously, looked at Yu who was lying on the wooden table and couldn't see her face, then glanced at Lexington, who was packing tableware beside him When Xianghe and the others found that no one was paying attention, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, all the doses in your hand have been poured into the beer separately, but senior, you actually poured all of them into the Admiral's belly, will there be no accident?"

Aoba sighed and looked down at the lawn with regret. She wondered if she was crazy, but she promised Naka to pour that kind of excitement-type drug into the beer.

But then again, who knew that Naka would pour it all into Yuu's mouth, completely catching her off guard.

"Relax, didn't Mamiya say that the Admiral can even eat the food of the ship's mother. That dose is drizzling. Besides, in the juice before, didn't you try a small dose and it didn't work?"

"Even so..."

"Don't worry about it so much, it's already down anyway, so the next thing is to take the opportunity to run away with the Admiral!" Nake spread his hands and said nonchalantly.

"Yeah, yes, that's the next step." Nake nodded, then turned around, put his hands on Qingye's shoulders, and said righteously. "Aoba will ask you to cover me later!!"

"...I will, senior." Aoba hesitated and struggled for a while, then said solemnly waving a small fist.

"But before I do, I have to pick up all this garbage, ah~~~! I knew I wouldn't litter it."

Looking at Naka who was complaining while walking away, Aoba picked up the beer bottle beside him and put it in the basket, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"With seniors as the culprit, even if the Admiral and them get angry again, they won't blame me, right? Hehehe~!!"

"Commander? Wake up? You'll catch a cold if you sleep here."

Kouki pushed Yuu, who was lying on the table, and said a little worriedly.

Glancing at the empty bottles scattered around the table, just a cursory scan of the brilliance came up with more than 30 bottles, she frowned, and looked a little displeased to the side of Naka who was cleaning up the mess.

"Really, Naka has gone too far, actually pouring so much alcohol into the commander."

Complaining in his mouth, Guanghui Xiaobu approached Yuu, hugged one of his arms, and tried to lift him up.

"Guanghui, the charcoal fire in the grill doesn't seem to be finished, right?"

The cold words caused Guanghui's movements to stagnate, and he almost smashed Yuu, who had just been lifted up, onto the table.

Guanghui turned his head, a trace of embarrassment flashed on his face, and then it was fleeting. He looked at Xianghe, who was smiling and squinting, and said sincerely.

"Commander seems to be drunk, so I'll take him back to rest first."

"Just leave this kind of trivial matter to me, Guanghui, you should go and clean up the grill first."

Xiang He approached with a gentle expression on his face, and directly wrapped his arms around Yuu's other free arm, looking at Guanghui with a sweet smile, those amber eyes that were clear and natural and harmonious.

Guanghui's face froze slightly, but before she could respond, Lexington's voice with a faint smile came over.

"You two, what are you doing standing here?"

Xianghe and Guanghui's expressions changed slightly, and they turned their heads to look at the gentle woman who caressed her flaxen hair.

"Guanghui, I remember you haven't finished cleaning up your grill, and Shōkaku. Now that the plates have been put away, I'll leave the table to you too."

Lexington smiled and stepped on the soft lawn to step by step in front of the two of them. After approaching, it seemed that he had just noticed Yu's abnormality, and said in surprise.

"Ah, the commander seems to be drunk."

"Yes, so it's up to me to send the Admiral back to the room." Xianghe hugged Yuu's arm reluctantly, cast a glance at Guanghui, and motioned her to let go quickly.

Guanghui took a peek at Lexington, who was smiling, and she knew that she couldn't do anything, so she could only sigh and let go of Yuu's arm.

"Sarah, then I'll..."

Before Shokaku could finish speaking, Lexington spoke softly. "Don't be so troublesome, just let Eugen and Quincy help send the commander back, and Shokaku should clean up the table."

Shokaku looked at Lexington calmly with a face that had lost his smile.

"What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied with my arrangement?" Lexington tilted his head and looked at Xiang He with some doubts. His tone was so gentle that there was no reason for Xiang He to lose his temper.

If Lexington wasn't a secretary ship, if it wasn't a secretary ship... Unfortunately not if.

Looking at Yu who was lifted up by Quincy and Eugen, Xianghe and Guanghui looked at each other, and then smiled helplessly at the same time, faintly, the two seemed to be at the same enemy.

Lexington shook his head, walked over to Quincy, who was struggling a bit, and helped Yu up.

After the three helped Yu up, before the two left holding Yu, Lexington sighed softly and whispered in Yu's ear.

"The reason for drinking can only be used once!"

Yuu's ears moved unnaturally.

Chapter 353 This is different from what I thought!

"Big mistake!!!"

On the stairs on the second floor of the Verse Synagogue, Naka, who seemed to be gray, pressed his hands against the wall, propped himself up, and his face was full of unrequited expressions.

"What happened? Senior?" Aoba, who was beside him, pinched his shoulders, which had been slightly sore from labor, with a trace of doubt on his face.

"I forgot to pay attention before, but now I don't know that the admiral was brought to that room by Eugen and the others..." Naka pressed her head against the wall in despair, with a salted fish-like expression on her face.

Aoba: "..."

Being too surprised, Aoba's eyelids couldn't help twitching a few times, and she looked at Nake in front of her with a speechless face. She was now wondering if she wanted to put Quincy's stupid name on Nake's head.

"That, senior?"

"There's no way, even if there are 120 rooms, it's just a piece of cake for idols." Nake patted his face, clenched his fists, and his eyes were burning with fire.