Chapter 178 Chapter 178: Slurping Noodles
Chapter 178: Slurping Noodles
"Huu~ haa~"
Slender, pale arms tightly wrapped around his arm and waist, a delicate and charming face pressed against Kevin's chest.
Her breathing rhythm was steady, carrying a warm heat.
A blissfully happy smile graced her face, as if she had fallen into a wonderful dream.
Kevin moved with extreme gentleness to undo the "restraint." Whether it was due to his carefulness or Pozëmka being too exhausted, she didn't wake up.
Pozëmka wasn't disturbed; her cute, high-bridged nose let out a soft "mmph," and she continued sleeping soundly.
......
Outside, the courtyard had long been bathed in sunlight, occupying every inch of the corners.
The air still faintly carried a lingering festive atmosphere from yesterday's celebration that hadn't yet dissipated.
Xi and Ling were engaged in a sword-and-staff dance in the central courtyard. For them, even this warm-up exercise was enough to make W's eyes spin.
The swords gleamed with lethal intent, each staff swing carried a fierce momentum. If Nian hadn't been standing by without intervening, W might have genuinely thought these two were mortal enemies.
Kevin walked through the courtyard, carrying a basin and towel.
A bit of white toothpaste foam still clung to the corner of his mouth as he glanced at the battle in the courtyard.
Hmm, just a simple warm-up, nothing special.
He pressed the towel soaked in hot water against his face, scrubbing meticulously.
Although given his physique, he basically no longer produced "waste" in the mundane sense,
Pozëmka had still stubbornly helped him cultivate this habit.
Clang!
While washing his face, he could still spare time to watch the show.
"Boss Kevin, you're up?"
W shifted her position, grinning as she handed over a steaming hot bun.
"Here, one for you."
Well, what could she do? Pozëmka and Kevin, who usually handled the cooking, woke up late.
She could only go out and buy some herself.
But these Gou Wu buns were delicious. Though they couldn't compare to breakfast made by Kevin himself, they were definitely much better than Kazdel's frozen potatoes.
Many of the Sarkaz conscripted there still thought Kazdel was some kind of paradise.
Only W, who had experienced everything, knew that place was far from a good destination.
She was just a mercenary before, not someone like Theresa who held strong racial ideologies.
As an ordinary person with no special abilities, this place was her paradise.
"Mhm."
Kevin dried his hands, took it, and held the bun in his mouth. He was about to pick up the basin to change the water.
"Hey hey hey, Boss, let me! You rest properly."
"What trouble have you gotten into now?"
W snatched the basin away, her eagerness making Kevin suspicious.
"What kind of talk is that? As the boss's little sister, isn't this what I should do?"
"Hmph."
Kevin wanted to see what trick she was really up to.
He let her happily go dump the water, wash the basin efficiently, and hang it up.
"Boss, are you tired?"
"That question, perhaps you should be more concerned about Pozëmka."
He sipped hot tea, his expression calm and indifferent.
There probably wasn't a physique in the world that could match Kevin's; he always had to accommodate the other party.
"You see, I have nothing to do day after day. How about you train me a bit?"
W rubbed her hands together, smiling awkwardly as she negotiated.
She knew that FrostNova was taught by Kevin.
Nowadays, the Snow Monster "Princess" could probably take on half the guerrilla force single-handedly.
If she learned a few moves from him, wouldn't she easily beat Ines if they met?
"Sure. How far do you want to go?"
Kevin's straightforwardness almost made W want to give her boss two big bear hugs.
But considering the main person from last night was in the room behind them, she restrained her impulse.
"How far? Uh, about like—"
W stretched out a hand, pointing directly at Ling and Xi who were sparring!
"—like them."
"You little girl, not much skill, but quite the big talker."
The two were also attracted by her "bold statement," stopping their swords and halting the fight.
Xi prided herself on her sword skills; though usually lazy, the time she'd spent on them far exceeded an ordinary person's entire lifetime.
W was just an ordinary Sarkaz.
"Want to learn? I can teach you."
Ling laughed, taking a swig of wine. Drinking on an empty stomach so early in the morning... well, who said she was human?
Having the capital to indulge always made one so unrestrained.
"You... are you stronger than Boss Kevin?"
W asked doubtfully. If you want to surpass someone, wouldn't it be simpler to learn from someone stronger than them?
"..."
A simple sentence sank both of them.
Even with Ling's boldness, she stumbled over this question.
"I'll do it."
In the end, Kevin took on this task himself.
Creak—
"Haa~? What 'you do it, I do it'?"
A sleepy-eyed Pozëmka pushed open the door, her lazy tone tinged with confusion.
So early in the morning... well, actually not that early anymore.
She observed the sun's position in the sky and stretched lazily.
Her sharp eyes quickly locked onto her target.
"Hug~"
Kevin quickly stuffed the bun into his mouth before being embraced by a certain Lupo.
"Yuck—"
Everyone made the same expression simultaneously.
Especially the three sisters of Sui who had been waiting for Kevin to make breakfast. Well, now they were full just standing there. It was so sudden; no one needed to eat anymore.
"You weren't actually that tired, right?"
"Yeah. It's strange; it's nothing like what the books say."
It didn't hurt; it was comfortable. There wasn't even any morning soreness or weakness—it felt like soaking in warm water.
"Thank you, Kevin."
She wasn't so presumptuous as to think her physique was extraordinary.
It must have been something Kevin did that made her first night's experience so perfect.
"No need for thanks between us."
"Okay then, husband~ That's how they say it in Yan, right?"
Without giving him a chance to refute, Pozëmka planted a fragrant kiss and disappeared in a whirl of scent to wash up.
Seeing that the "Stigmata" had taken effect, Kevin's eyes visibly relaxed considerably.
Unlike FrostNova's version,
Pozëmka didn't have as strong a physique. Authority wasn't omnipotent; it had its limits.
Whether it was Reason or anything else, it was all the same.
Kevin was willing to stake his life and everything for even a zero percent chance of success,
but for her safety, he couldn't bear even a one percent chance of failure.
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"Let's eat breakfast first."
The family of six sat neatly around the dining table.
Husband and wife, three sisters... seemed like something was missing?
Oh right, their silly daughter too.
"Didn't you already eat?"
"Boss Kevin, I have a big appetite; it's fine."
"Haha, if you can eat more, then eat more. Do you want more noodles?"
"Yes yes yes! Thank you, Sister Fiammetta."
Soon, a small mound piled up in her bowl.
"I remember you really like noodles. I don't know why, but if I use my chopsticks, will it taste different?"
Chewy noodles coated in clear broth were brought to his mouth by Pozëmka using her chopsticks.
Slurp!
While slurping the noodles, Kevin and Pozëmka exchanged a smile.
This is life.
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