Marine Headquarters Appointment

The fierce questioning took place in the kitchen that morning.

"What is this?"

"Breakfast I made for you, Commodore. Fried eggs and bacon..."

"Where are the eggs?"

"...The oil swallowed them."

"Where's the bacon?"

"The pan ate it."

"Then what's this black lump that's left?"

"It's heart-shaped. Doesn't it look like my love for you, Commodore?"

"..."

The little rabbit, who had just woken up, was instantly speechless with anger.

"Is your love black, then?"

She reached out with her fair, slender fingers and pinched Noah's cheek, but when she saw his innocent expression, her heart softened again, and she could not bring herself to use any force.

Was it just her imagination...?

Why did this guy somehow seem even more handsome after one night's sleep?

"With your cooking skills, I have no idea where you got the confidence to make me breakfast..."

In the end, she shook her head slightly, withdrew her right hand, took an apron from the nearby hook, and tied it around herself with a sigh. "I'll do it. Just sit obediently by the dining table and wait."

The apron was white, decorated with strawberry patterns and trimmed with lace.

After Momousagi put it on, she had a little more of a homemaker's charm. When she turned around, her loose skirt still could not conceal that round, perky curve. Noah's heart stirred at the sight, and he inexplicably recalled last night's fierce battle.

"Quit staring, idiot." Momousagi kicked him in embarrassment and annoyance. "If you're really that idle, get your ass over there and clean up the bedsheets."

"Yes, Commodore."

Noah immediately turned with a sharp snap, marched in step, and left the kitchen.

When he entered the bedroom and saw the disheveled bedding, his scalp instantly tingled.

Great. He had thought it would be an