Chapter 28 This isn't a vacation.
She glanced at the bag he was carrying and was about to reach out to take it off for him, but before she could reach the bag, the boy had already hugged the cat-shaped bag to his chest and curled up on his side.
This is a sleeping position that reflects an extreme lack of security.
Bourbon was taken aback for a moment, sighed silently, pulled the blanket over him, closed the door, and left.
01 glanced at the closed door, then looked at the sleeping Bertrand, chuckled, and crawled into bed, squeezing between the cat-shaped bag and Bertrand with a perverted grin before closing her eyes.
A few hours later, Bertrand woke up. He lingered in bed for a while before sitting up with a yawn. His sleepy eyes stared at the dark room, like someone who had been forcibly turned on but hadn't fully booted up yet.
After standing there stunned for a while, Bertrand lifted the covers and got out of bed. This big movement caused 01, who was clutching his clothes with its two little paws, to fall to the ground with a thud.
Bertrand looked down in confusion, then rubbed his eyes, bent down, picked it up, and stuffed it into his bag.
After putting on his shoes, he walked to the hall where Bourbon and the newcomer were. He stood at the door and yawned again, then rubbed his other eye with his other hand.
Good morning, both of you...
Xiaocang Chunhui:......
It's still early morning.
Of course, Bertrand didn't care about their reactions. He staggered over and sat down next to Bourbon, propping his chin up with his hands and staring at him with wide eyes.
Since Boss and Gin forbid him from making a move on Junke Kosaka, he'll make a move on Bourbon.
Dark-skinned beauties are pretty good too...
Looking at the boy whose eyes were getting brighter and brighter, Bourbon inexplicably felt that he was not thinking anything good.
"Bourbon~ Can you cook? I'm hungry~"
Bourbon glanced at him, then at the time. "We're almost at Moonshadow Island. You...can you bear with it?"
Bertrand pursed his lips. "No, I'm hungry. If all else fails, I'll go tell the guy in charge to stop the boat."
Bourbon: "...There's no food on the ship, so let's cook it when we get to Moonshadow Island?"
Bertrand sighed. "Fine."
Then he muttered to himself, "Who prepared this boat? They're so careless."
Upon hearing his muttered remark, both Bourbon and Junke Kosaki couldn't help but twitch their lips.
We're not here on vacation...
Bourbon said they were almost at Moonshadow Island, and that was indeed very fast.
The boat docked in less than ten minutes.
However, the area near the shore is sparsely populated.
It was the middle of the night, after all.
Bertrand jumped off the ship, not at all like someone who was hungry.
Seeing his curious look, Bourbon grabbed the back of his collar as if possessed. The boy turned around, his light green eyes full of doubt.
"Don't run around."
The boy, whose thoughts had been touched upon, immediately wilted.
"oh……"
Bourbon: "..." So he really did plan to run around?
With that thought in mind, he simply kept grabbing Bertrand's collar and wouldn't let go.
With that tug, a section of the boy's fair neck was exposed, with faint traces of needle marks visible on it...
Upon catching a glimpse of the purplish-blue needle mark, Bourbon's pupils contracted sharply, his grip loosened involuntarily, and he straightened his collar, which he had twisted out of shape.
A big question mark appeared on the forehead of the boy who was spreading his arms and legs to move in step with him.
What's wrong now? It keeps pulling and loosening.
Meeting his questioning gaze, Bourbon smiled. "Let's go."
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