Chapter 34

Sima Di shrugged at Nami and handed her the porridge in his bowl.

He hadn't expected—

Nami sniffed, then covered her nose and looked at Sima Di with obvious distaste.

"Did you come without washing up? You stink!"

Sima Di: "......"

I rushed over here in a panic to save you, and this is the attitude I get?

Sima Di silently raised his hand, and a beam of holy light poured down.

"Ah~"

"I bless you!"

"Oh~"

"Even after the illness is cured, you still need to build yourself back up."

"Mm~"

"The holy light is gazing upon you."

"Quack~"

A dozen or so minutes later,

Sima Di, thoroughly satisfied, left the girls' dormitory, leaving behind Nami with a face that looked thoroughly played-with.

How dare you look down on me?

I'll make you feel so good you'll die!

Arriving on the deck,

he saw Crocus waiting there, looking at Sima Di with a half-smile.

"With you around, it looks like this old man can finally retire." Crocus teased.

"All I can do is boost vitality. When things really get tricky, you still need a professional." Sima Di said modestly.

Crocus smiled and said, "I don't care about anything else, but Laboon—you......"

"Stop!" Sima Di quickly cut him off: "I like big ones! In every respect! And Laboon's true form......"

He left it at that.

Crocus nodded in understanding and walked away satisfied.

"Go wash up quickly. You really do stink."

Sima Di gave himself a sniff—sure enough, he reeked all over.

Although there was none of the "Marrow-Washing Scripture" black sludge from cultivation novels, three days of wind and sun could dry a salted fish into a jerky.

He immediately headed off to wash up at the bathhouse, only to bump right into Robin, who had just finished bathing.

The usually dignified older-sister type now wore her damp hair loose, her complexion positively glowing after the bath—quite a different charm.

"You're done cultivating?" Robin said, surprised. "Then I can finally get a good night's sleep tonight."

That thumping racket—ordinary people really wouldn't be able to sleep through it.

"I'm about to take a bath. Want to wash up together?" Sima Di said with a raised brow.

The last person who talked to me like that is probably still sprawled on the ground savoring the aftertaste.

But Robin's answer was......

"Sure! Consider it payment for helping me find the historical original."

Saying that,

Robin actually retreated back into the bathhouse, then turned to look at Sima Di, who was still standing in place, with a puzzled expression.

Didn't you say we should wash together?

So is Sima Di the kind of man who's afraid?

He immediately walked into the bathhouse and looked up at Robin.

I'm not afraid—I'm afraid you won't dare!

But......

Robin really did dare!

She turned on the bathwater, steam rose and enveloped the room, then she actually shed her clothes, lowered herself into the pool, and stared at Sima Di through the haze, eye to eye.

This woman really dares!

And......

"Want me to scrub your back?" Robin suggested.

So could Sima Di refuse?

"Sure!"

An hour later,

Sima Di and Robin finally emerged from the bathhouse. Although nothing ultimately came of it, Sima Di had, in return, scrubbed Robin's back.

Mm......

Too bad he didn't get to scrub the front.

One had to admit,

Robin really knew what she was doing, and her sense of limits was perfectly judged—just enough to leave Sima Di itching all over without losing much herself.

The atmosphere of flirtation was just right.

This let Sima Di quite enjoy it—the ambiguous stage before making things official is also enough to set one's heart racing.

"I'll devour you sooner or later!"

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33. The Swallow-Swallow Fruit makes everything taste like shit! You'll choke when you spit it out!

Just finished flirting with a very experienced older sister, and then there's a meal that can be called perfect, enhanced with the glowing right hand for extra flavor.

This is simply a wonderful life that even an immortal wouldn't trade for!

It's just......

There's always someone who doesn't know how to read the room and comes to disturb you at your most comfortable moment.

"There's a situation!"

"Enemy attack!"

Hearing Usopp's shout,

Sima Di hurriedly put down the last bite of steak, left the kitchen and came outside, only to be greeted by several gun barrels shoved in his face.

【Get lost!】

"Bang bang bang!"

Those few men were As If Struck Heavily, springing off the spot on the spot and flying toward the depths of the sea, whereabouts unknown.

The commotion here immediately drew everyone's attention, and the soldiers' Mao Sui long spears throughout the field were all aimed at Sima Di.

This made Sima Di raise an eyebrow!

Why is there always someone who wants to challenge his temper?

【Hold your breath!】

The next moment,

all the soldiers aiming at him panicked and clutched their own throats, opening their mouths wide and trying desperately to breathe, only to find they simply couldn't do it at all.

Some who realized it was caused by Sima Di's words immediately raised their guns to shoot, wanting to eliminate the problem at its source!

But without Sima Di needing to lift a finger,

Luffy jumped up and inflated into a balloon; the lead-ball bullets simply couldn't harm him, and all of them bounced back, shooting and killing quite a few soldiers.

However......

"Thud!"

Sima Di landed a dark punch on Luffy's head, giving him a big bump.