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No! !
This track already has professional Miyu and Illya-chan, and at her age, she'll just become a magical old lady!!
Realizing that rescue was unlikely in the short term, Iori decided to start a fire first, since the air at the beach was still a bit chilly at night.
Looking at the blazing fire before him, Kudo silently turned to Kohei: "By the way, why did you bring a lighter?"
Kohei replied matter-of-factly, "It's used to identify whether it's water or not."
Kudo gave a speechless twitch of the corner of his mouth: "Who would use that for something like that?"
Just then, Iori and Otoya, who had gone to find food nearby, returned with a considerable amount of supplies. Although resources were scarce on this deserted island, they had still managed to find quite a few good things.
"We found the yam beans."
"And wild shiitake mushrooms."
“And wild whiskey.”
"What the hell is this wild whiskey? Do you think this is Viridian Forest? Do wild Pokémon spawn here, you bastard?!"
"To find whiskey in this desolate wilderness, Bear Grylls must be crying in the bathroom. This is sci-fi, absolutely sci-fi..."
Seeing Iori solemnly pull out two bottles of whiskey, everyone's lips twitched with black lines on their faces, and the world audience suffered an unprecedented blow.
Wild whiskey...
May I ask, if I may? Who is its mother?
Baka and Test: Summoning World
"Whisky... there's even wild whiskey?!" Yuuji stared dumbfounded at the two bottles of whiskey in Iori's hands, feeling as if his common sense was being repeatedly rubbed into the ground.
"Using a lighter to identify whether a water source is alcohol or water—I can barely understand such an absurd operation..." (Read thrilling novels on Feilu Novel Network!)
"Wild shiitake mushrooms and yam beans—I can tolerate them since this is a deserted island..."
Yuuji clutched his head, his voice trembling as he uttered a question that seemed to come from the depths of his soul: "But isn't this wild whiskey a bit too much? Just how wild is it?"
Did it grow on a tree? Or was it dug out of the ground?
Are there any wild wineries nearby?
“To be honest…” Hideyoshi’s eyes were empty, and his tone was numb as if he had seen through the world: “Even if he could find a wild doctor or policeman, I would believe him.”
After witnessing so many absurdities, the addition of wild whiskey doesn't seem so unacceptable now.
"Hey! What are you doing running off to, you idiot?!" Just then, Yuuji caught a glimpse of Akihisa rushing out the door out of the corner of his eye and quickly reached out and shouted.
Without turning his head, Mingjiu's voice was filled with the excitement and eagerness of someone who had discovered a new continent: "I'll go outside and see if there's any wild bread—!"
Yuji stared at the rapidly shrinking figure, remained silent for a moment, as if undergoing a fierce internal struggle, and finally gave up thinking.
Turning around, he quickly shouted, "While you're at it, see if there's any wild soda nearby, bring me a bottle..."
Hideyoshi looked at his companion, who had been completely poisoned, and silently moved to the side.
As it turns out, stupidity is indeed contagious.
Asking for flowers
With the addition of wild whiskey, the group spent most of the time chatting idly, until finally, a reliable senior colleague found them.
The following day, after one last diving experience, our day-and-night trip to the deserted island came to an end.
[After learning from Kudo last night that her seniors were about to retire in their third year, Iori seemed preoccupied: "Last night was filled with all sorts of things."]
"It seems we can't maintain the current situation."
"!!" Chisa, who thought they were talking about being seen naked last night, widened her eyes and her heart pounded: "Could it be... that Iori... "
Back at the dive shop, Chisa was still unable to calm down and deal with the incident.
Even while the two were cooking, Chisa wrapped herself up completely and kept her distance from Iori at all times.
"I have to say, they really are sisters. This overly defensive reaction is exactly like Nana-chan's when she was so wary of her..."
"Goodness, with your strength, Chisa, which allows you to fight the Land War God to a standstill, there's really no need to be so vigilant!"
Seeing Chisa wrapped up tightly in the sweltering kitchen, everyone was both amused and exasperated.
Wearing so much clothing to cook in this sweltering heat, you'd better be cooked through before the food in the pot is even done, Chisa!
Moreover--
Although Iori is a bit of a psychopath, has virtually no morals, and her IQ is consistently offline, she is still a logical genius who can drive the living to their deaths and the dead back to life...
But in front of his family, this guy still retains a shred of humanity, I suppose.
Because she was so concerned about Iori, Chisa was even a little distracted while diving, and even made the basic mistake of forgetting to bring her weight belt.
Even Iori noticed something amiss with Chisa's series of unusual behaviors, and after repeated questioning, she finally understood what was going on.
"I...like you?" Iori grabbed Chisa's small hand, looking puzzled. "Why are you suddenly bringing this up..."
Chisa nodded shyly: "It was... in the tent last time... that time..."
"Speaking of this, Iori released Chisa's hand and sighed deeply: 'If I would change my mind based on this alone, you would have seen me naked countless times already.'"
"But this is the first time someone has ever seen me!"
"That's right, the shape is quite nice, I didn't expect it to be so good."
The moment the words left her lips, a muffled thud was heard, and Iori collapsed to the ground, her face bruised and swollen, her body still twitching slightly uncontrollably.
After venting her emotions, Chisa let out a long sigh of relief, feeling much better and regaining her usual calm.
"The shape is quite good... I really can't believe that a human being could be so abstract. You're truly amazing!"
"Iori, a language artist who practices sincerity as his ultimate weapon with his life, his will to survive is as unpredictable as his clothes!"
Seeing Iori collapse to the ground in an instant, the onlookers' gazes became somewhat subtle, and a chilling guess involuntarily surfaced in their minds.
This guy……
Could it be that he deliberately said something that would invite a beating in order to ease the awkward atmosphere and Chisa's uneasy mood?
The problem is, saying something like "the shape is nice" sounds like something he'd say without thinking!
Last time I thanked them for their hospitality.
Thinking of this, everyone's expressions became somewhat conflicted. Could there really be such a thing as a highly emotionally intelligent... idiot in this world?
P.S.: That's all for Azur Lane. Next time I've decided to write about Dr. Stone; that series was actually quite amazing!