Robin, wearing an apron, pushed open the cabin door and called out to Dongze.
Dongze looked up. Robin wore a skimpy bikini with an apron over it—the same outfit she had worn when he'd had his first nosebleed.
Seeing her dressed like that stirred a strange feeling in him. She had rarely worn anything like it since that day. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen, though he had no idea why.
He glanced at her. "Are you all right?"
"I'm fine~"
I Still Need a Ticket Aboard
Inside the cabin, Dongze looked at the lavish spread on the table and felt a touch of wonder. Over the course of their travels, Robin's cooking had only grown better.
"Dongze~ Have a taste!"
Robin spoke as soon as they sat down, as naturally as could be.
Dongze had thought she was acting a little strange earlier, but once they sat down, she grew quiet. The odd feeling in his chest gradually faded.
"Mm. It's good!"
Robin brought out a bottle of red wine, slowly worked the cork free, then poured the wine into a decanter.
She turned back, sat down, propped her cheek on one hand, and stared openly at Dongze.
She looked as though she had spotted a flower blooming on his face.
"What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Busy devouring his food, Dongze felt the heat of Robin's gaze and looked up at her.
"It's nothing! It's just been so long since we've spent time together like this."
Dongze considered her words. She was right. Ever since Enel had come aboard, the guy had hardly given them a moment's peace.
Robin had started dressing more conservatively, too. She almost never wore anything so breezy anymore.
It really had been