You're Cold in Such Hot Weather

Amira slowly stepped onto the deck of the luxurious ship.

Just then, Charlos released Amina's ankle and landed steadily on the deck, his clothes still damp with seawater.

Seeing how soaked he was, Amira hurried over, her face full of concern.

"Charlos, why are your clothes so wet? You'll catch a cold. Take them off quickly."

As she spoke, she reached out to help Charlos undo his clothes.

"Hey, no, no, no! I'll change by myself, I'll change by myself!" Charlos hurriedly dodged away.

"Be good, Charlos. The clothes you pick out yourself never look nice. I'll help you choose."

Amina lightly landed on the deck and spoke up to interrupt them.

"Big Sister."

Amira turned back with a gentle smile. "You're back."

"I'm back."

Amira asked curiously, "What were you doing just now?"

"Charlos and I went to destroy a pirate ship."

"Wow, little sister, you're amazing."

Amira then looked at the soaking-wet Charlos again.

"Did you fall into the sea?"

"I voluntarily dove into the sea."

"No wonder your clothes are wet. Come on, I'll take you to change."

Amina quickly stepped forward and silently separated their hands. "Big Sister, how can you trouble yourself with something like this? I'll do it."

Charlos promptly raised a hand and pointed at the densely packed crowd on the shore, changing the subject.

"Um, Amira, can I ask what's going on with all those people outside?"

Amira looked in the direction he pointed and explained casually.

"It seems to be the king of this country. He came here specifically to welcome you."

"Welcome me? His information network is pretty efficient."

Charlos wore a puzzled expression as he muttered to himself.

"And I didn't reveal that I was a Celestial Dragon this time, so how did he know?"

Amina leaned close to his ear and softly reminded him.

"Did you forget? You let it slip yourself last time."

"Huh? Ah! Oh, right! I let it slip last time. I forgot, I forgot!"

Charlos yanked off his coat and casually threw it onto the deck, then pointed at Rukia.

"Go wash this for me."

Rukia rubbed at her tear-streaked eyes and complained softly, "I just got on this ship, and you're already ordering me around."

"Yeah, I only told you to go back. I never said you weren't part of this ship."

"You're so unreasonable."

"Who said I was going to reason with you?"

After saying that, Charlos swaggered toward the changing room.

Amira walked over, bent down to pick up Charlos's coat, and softly told Rukia, "All right, go rest for a while. I'll wash the clothes."

Rukia looked at the two sisters in confusion. "Do you always spoil him like this?"

Amina and Amira exchanged a glance and smiled faintly together.

"That's a secret."

"Huh?"

On the shore outside the ship, the old king turned to Colonel Doka.

"Colonel Doka, are you sure that girl can really invite a Celestial Dragon here?"

"Yes. They're very close."

"Oh, that's good, that's good."

The sunlight grew harsher and harsher, drawing sweat from the old king's forehead.

"Colonel Doka, why don't you contact Li Yuan and ask about the situation? Or perhaps you could board the ship and take a look?"

Colonel Doka looked at the old king speechlessly.

"This is a Celestial Dragon's ship. Me, board it? How much nerve do you think I have, to dare set foot on it?"

"Then why don't you go up? Send your soldiers up there."

"Hey, no, no, no! What if they decide our country attacked a Celestial Dragon's ship? Then we'll be completely finished."

"Hmph!"

Inside the ship's changing room, Charlos called out at the mirror, "Hey, have you picked something yet?"

Amina came over carrying a set of clothes. "This one would look best. A black outer coat with white underneath—elegant and sophisticated."

Amira shook her head. "No, no, no. For an occasion like this, he should wear the bubble helmet, along with the Celestial Dragon ceremonial robes."

Charlos slowly raised a hand to interrupt them.

"I don't think that outfit is called Celestial Dragon ceremonial robes."

Amira paused slightly. "Huh? Isn't it?"

"No, but I forgot what it's actually called."

Amina smiled helplessly. "Then let's wear this black-and-white set."

Charlos frowned and grumbled, "But I don't want to wear the bubble helmet. It feels so awkward."

"No." Amira's tone was serious. "This time, you're appearing before people as a Celestial Dragon. You still need to follow the rules."

Charlos thought for two seconds, then waved a hand. "Mm, forget it. I won't wear any special outfit. I'll just go out like this."

Amina immediately burst out laughing and deliberately teased him. "That works too. Go out naked, then let the world get a good look at just how uninhibited Celestial Dragons really are."

"Wait!" Charlos instantly panicked and immediately changed his mind. "I'd better get properly dressed before going out!"

Amira stepped forward.

"Since you don't want to wear the outfit with the bubble helmet, then don't. I'll put together something more casual for you."

Amina suggested, "Big Sister, are you really not considering the black coat with the white underneath? It looks especially elegant."

Amira shot Amina a glance. "That outfit makes him look like a waiter no matter how you wear it."

Amina thought about it. "That's true."

Amira picked up some clothes and handed them to Charlos. "Here, wear this floral shirt, and pair it with these blue shorts."

Charlos raised an eyebrow. "Should I also wear flip-flops?"

"Yes, change into them. Add a pair of sunglasses too. You'll look very handsome."

Charlos joked, "Should I add a big gold chain or something too?"

"No need. This way, you'll have that relaxed vacation feeling."

"All right, let's go out now."

Charlos kicked at the flip-flops on his feet and followed Amira out of the changing room.

Rukia was standing at the door, her face so red it looked ready to burn.

Amira softened her voice and asked, "What's wrong?"

Rukia stammered before speaking quietly. "Um, Big Sister, I wanted to ask... he was changing clothes just now, and the two of you went in, so you..."

Amina leaned forward, lightly tapped Rukia on the head, and said with a giggle, "Hehe, what are you thinking? We're inseparable partners. We've seen everything there is to see."

"Ahhh!"

Rukia's cheeks turned even redder. She hurriedly backed away two steps, turned around, and ran off.

Amira looked at Amina and sighed helplessly. "Little sister, you're too mischievous. How can you say anything that comes to mind?"

Amina answered with an unconcerned expression, "It was bound to happen sooner or later."

Charlos looked at the bickering sisters and interrupted them. "All right, come with me to meet the king."

The exquisite gangway slowly lowered onto the shore. Charlos, wearing flip-flops, walked down it step by step. Seeing this, the old king quickly bowed deeply.

Charlos slowly walked up to the old king.

"You've been waiting for me here for a long time, haven't you?"

The old king hurriedly replied, "Ah, no, not very long." As he spoke, he raised a hand to wipe away the sweat that kept pouring from his forehead.

Charlos tilted his head. "Huh? Are you very hot?"

"Ah, no, no, no. I'm not hot at all."

"Not hot? I can tell you didn't train properly when you were young. Now that you're old, your body is so weak."

Charlos waved a hand and turned to instruct Amina, "Amina, later, tell the local Marine branch to send this old king two sets of clothes. In weather this hot, he says he isn't hot. His body is too weak—don't let him catch a chill."

Amina covered her mouth and snickered. "Yes, understood."

The old king hurriedly waved his hands. "No, no, no, I-I'm not cold!"

"Hey, how could you not be cold?" Charlos reached out and patted the old king's shoulder. "I just asked whether you were hot, and you said you weren't. If you aren't hot, then you must be cold."

"Ah, no, I'm not hot, and I'm not cold either."

Charlos raised his brows. "Are you questioning my judgment?"

"I-I'm not!"

Charlos caught sight of Doka standing nearby.

"Colonel Doka, lend me your cape. The king is cold, so wrap him up tightly."