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At lunch time, because of the addition of the energetic and vibrant Rappa, the restaurant became exceptionally lively.
This Galaxy Ninja didn't seem to think of herself as an outsider at all, while stuffing the delicacies carefully prepared by Lingsha into her mouth, she was introducing various "Ultimate" names she had recently learned (such as things like "Cherry Blossom Dance," "Destruction/Dazzling Slash" that sounded powerful but had no idea what they were) to March 7th, who was eating with relish next to her, as well as various legendary stories and anecdotes about the "Galaxy Ninja World" she heard from gossip.
March 7th, who was originally defenseless against various comics and fantasy stories, was tricked into a daze by her, her eyes shining as she listened, and from time to time made admiring exclamations: "Wow! Miss Rappa, you are so amazing!" "So the ninja world is so cool?!"
Silver Wolf sitting opposite was still in the posture of burying her head and showing off, as if she was going to sweep the whole table of food into her stomach.
However, her peripheral vision was obviously always focusing on Rappa and March 7th who were excitedly communicating like two primary school students, her mouth occasionally curling with a trace of disdain, and she also muttered in a volume that only I could hear: "Tch... How old are you still so secondary-school... really can't bear to look..."
And Sister Himeko and Ms. Black Swan still maintained their elegance and calm.
They enjoyed their lunch quietly, occasionally casting their gaze toward Rappa and March 7th, with gentle, helpless smiles like elders watching their juniors messing around, talking in low voices, seeming not intending to intervene in the "children's" communication here.
As for the other few... Director Topaz usually handles company affairs during the day and only returns at night.
Jingliu seemed to be a long-lived species and didn't need to eat as frequently as us, and it was estimated that she was currently practicing in some quiet corner of the villa or in her own room.
And I, was currently sitting in the main seat exhausted both physically and mentally.
I fought all night with Black Swan last night, and accompanied Rappa to dismantle traps all morning today, feeling like my body had been hollowed out, and even didn't have enough strength to pick up chopsticks.
It was the careful Lingsha who saw my poor condition.
She didn't say much, just sat gently beside me, picked up a bowl of medicinal porridge that she specially prepared for me, which looked nutritious, and then picked up a spoon, feeding it to my mouth patiently, one spoon after another, as if taking care of a patient.
The warm medicinal meal entered my mouth, carrying a faint herbal fragrance and the deliciousness of the ingredients, and the warmth instantly flowed through my whole body, dispelling a lot of fatigue.
I enjoyed Lingsha's attentive service while looking at her gentle and beautiful profile, my heart full of gratitude, and couldn't help but say softly: "Lingsha... you are so kind..."
Lunch ended in such a strange atmosphere full of energy (Rappa and March 7th), complaining (Silver Wolf), calmness (Himeko and Black Swan), and warmth (Lingsha and me).
After the meal, I cleaned up the tableware with Lingsha.
By the sink in the kitchen, the two of us stood side by side, washing plates.
Listening to the clattering of the water, I looked at the gentle and virtuous profile of Lingsha beside me, and couldn't help but murmur in a low voice: "Sigh... This girl Rappa... is really full of energy... The house suddenly has such a ninja full of 'sense of justice', what should I do? Really afraid she doesn't know when she will cause some trouble again..."
Lingsha heard my worry, she stopped the movement in her hands, turned her head to look at me with those gentle-as-water agate eyes, and said softly: "Master Trailblazer doesn't need to be too worried. I think... why not find a suitable opportunity to confess the real situation here to little sister Rappa?"
She paused, and continued in her unique tone with a bit of transparent wisdom: "Little sister Rappa's personality is a bit... um... strange, but I feel her heart is not bad, full of pure sense of justice. If we tell the truth and explain the situation, perhaps... she can understand, right?"
Confess?
I hesitated in my heart.
Confess the complex "harem" relationship in the villa to Rappa?
And the secret about Path research?
This is not impossible... only... the group of Galaxy Rangers has always had a subtle relationship with the Interastral Peace Corporation and the Genius Society, and it can even be said to be not very good.
Would confessing directly worsen the contradiction?
In the afternoon, the restless Rappa really started roaming around in the yard again, surveying her "battlefield."
While walking, she was also taking a small notebook to write and draw, constantly muttering about "fortifications," "cultivation waterfalls," "hidden weapon launch points," and other transformation plans, and even wanted to add some training tools like wooden dummies and plum blossom stakes for "ninja training" in the courtyard.
Seeing she was about to start "magic modification" on our elegant Xianzhou courtyard, I hurried to follow.
"Ahem, Ninja Rappa!" I stopped her behind her back, "I think... if we change the appearance of the courtyard at will, adding wooden piles or digging pits, the movement is too big. What if that cunning 'Evil Ninja' is monitoring in the dark, seeing the courtyard suddenly change appearance, doesn't he know we already have people stationed here? Wouldn't that beat the grass to scare the snake, and make them have precautions? Absolutely not!"
"Hmm...?" Rappa stopped, tilted her head and thought for a while, "Makes sense! Master Bat Ninja is indeed thoughtful! It was Rappa who was negligent! In order not to disturb the enemy, we should indeed maintain the original appearance of this place and lay out a killing machine in silence!"
Finally tricked her again... I secretly let out a sigh of relief.
Just like that, I accompanied (or rather, was keeping an eye on) this secondary-school-level Galaxy Ninja who might "set up work" at any time, and continued to "patrol" in the yard.