Hancock's First Signs of Love-Brained Behavior

As the afterglow of the setting sun streamed through the gaps in the portholes like golden ribbons, illuminating the restaurant's polished floor, tempting aromas began wafting from the kitchen, making everyone's mouths water.

Dawn manipulated gravity to steadily carry the finished dishes onto the long dining table.

Before long, the once-empty tabletop was covered with a dazzling array of food:

A hot pot bubbling with rich bone broth and brimming with ingredients;

Steaming baskets of thin-skinned, generously filled soup dumplings;

Large chunks of braised meat carefully prepared from the most tender cuts of precious Sea Kings;

Apple pie fragrant with the sweet scent of cinnamon and apples;

Refreshing orange jelly cake;

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Whether Eastern classics or Western flavors, the table had nearly everything one could want.

These dishes shared one common trait—they almost perfectly catered to every girl present's dietary preferences.

Nojiko immediately suggested calling the others aboard to enjoy this lavish dinner as well.

Dawn did not refuse and simply nodded. Nojiko opened an Air Door again and went to call the other crew members.

Before long, everyone aboard the Herman Revenge had gathered in the restaurant.

When the other girls saw the food on the table, not only plentiful but clearly tailored to their own tastes, expressions of surprise and confusion appeared on their faces.

When they learned that this entire table of delicacies had been personally prepared by Dawn, their mouths fell open wide enough to fit an egg.

They had never imagined he had such a side to him.

Dawn invited everyone to sit down, a gentle smile on his face as he signaled for them to begin.

The girls collected themselves from their shock and took their seats one after another, reaching in perfect unspoken coordination for their favorite foods.

They were somewhat restrained at