Why it never ends

Agnes glanced at the crew members at the service desk, "...What were you arguing about just now?"

"The gentleman would like a muffin," replied the crew.

"Out of muffins?" Agnes asked.

"Uh...yes," the crew member nodded, "but he already ordered two muffins this morning."

"Your muffin limit here?"

"It's not limited, but..."

Meyer was puzzled, "Then give it to him."

"But he not only ordered two muffins, but also an egg, and a cup of yogurt—"

Agnes frowned, "He's such a big man, isn't it normal to eat these things...and it's not up to you to care what he eats for breakfast, right?"

The crew looked at the two sisters and smiled politely, "...Yes, you two are right."

Under the joint gaze of several people, the crew left the service desk and began to pick up food for Bernhard himself.

Meyer and Agnes followed behind the crew, and they also took the plate and began to choose breakfast. Seeing Bernhard's hesitation, Agnes couldn't help but look at the crew, "That... he wants to Let him pick up whatever he eats, without your help here."

"...Okay." The crew handed the plate back to Bernhard.

Bernhard's expression was subtle. He glanced at the two sisters and said in a very low voice, "Thank you."

The three of them sat by the window, and the sunlight from outside shone through the glass window just in front of their hands. Bernhard devoured his food, and Meyer was a little surprised to see it.

If it’s because there’s nothing to eat on board right now, and the buffet tray over there is particularly rich…

"Did you not eat last night, General?" Mayer asked.

"Eat." Bernhard swallowed, and the words were not very clear, "you eat too, all of you..."

"You still need to be polite to the crew here," Agnes slowly ate the sausage Meyer had cut for her, "Don't dictate everything, so you won't be embarrassed by the crew."

Bernhard choked when he heard it, he held his heart with difficulty, Meyer quickly pushed the water glass in front of him, and he didn't care to clink the glasses, but just focused on feeling the big ball of food crossing the throat and slowly toward the stomach The process of falling.

After about half a minute, Bernhard finally recovered.

"You don't understand..." He drank half a glass of water, "It's not about my attitude—"

"It's about your attitude." Agnes frowned. "We had a good talk with her just now, didn't she give you the plate right away? It can be seen that she is not unreasonable at all..."

"No!" Bernhard slammed the water glass on the table, and the remaining water shook the table. He stood up immediately, and Meyer instinctively raised his hand to protect his head, but the expected violent scene did not happen. occur--

Bernhard snatched four or five napkins from the edge of the table and began to dab the water awkwardly.

Both Agnes and Meyer froze.

His hands were shaking all the time, the veins on his neck and forehead and his heavy breathing already showed his anger, but Bernhard never looked up at them, just kept his head down and worked.

"I didn't do it on purpose, I was not careful," he said to himself, wiping off all the water on the table and then raised his head, "Would it not affect you?"

Meyer shook her head again and again, "...it doesn't matter."

Agnes stared at him dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing? You scared Meyer just now!"

"It's because the cup wasn't held firmly..." Bernhard sat down again. He was a little nervous and glanced at the direction where the crew gathered not far away, "I didn't sleep well last night."

"It's not about sleep, is it? We've been sleeping well these days," Agnes looked at him hesitantly, "Can you be more emotionally stable, don't be so surprised."

"As I said, you don't understand—"

"We're all on the same boat, why don't you understand," Agnes interrupted Bernhard, "Do you know how we have come here these days? This boat is dangerous, and it's not just for You alone!"

Bernhard clenched his teeth tightly, and forced his gaze back to the dinner plate, "...you are right."

The atmosphere on the small wooden table of the three of them froze, and Agnes looked at the reaction of the person in front of her with some surprise.

"...My tone was a bit aggressive. Just now," she withdrew her gaze, "I recognize you and respect you. After all, you are always with Mr. Gobelin. By the way, Mr. Gobelin, he How are you doing recently?"

"I haven't seen him much lately, but he should be okay."

"I haven't seen him much...how come you haven't seen him much?" Agnes opened her eyes wide. "Isn't he always protecting everyone's safety?"

Looking at Agnes, Bernhard suddenly let out a strange laugh. The sound made the two sisters feel a little creepy, but the man in front of him quickly lowered his head and continued to stuff the food on the plate into his mouth.

"It's been changed," Bernhard said in a muddy voice, "Hesta was in charge before, and maybe he will be replaced again today."

"Who?"

"Fionce, Adams... After all, they are those people." Bernhard whispered, "Go to Bishop's restaurant, don't you know?"

"Okay," Agnes looked at Meyer, "Then let's eat fast and go up together later—"

"I won't go up with you," Bernhard said suddenly.

"why?"

"Don't ask too many questions," Bernhard stuffed four strips of bacon into his mouth, "Eat well."

……

Grace Playhouse.

Fayence sat on the back of a chair in the middle of the theater, only his eyes were bright in the darkness.Both Tasia and Philip were under the stage lights, Tasia standing and Philip lying on the ground, both of them with their eyes closed to avoid the hot white light.

"Have you considered it, Tasia?"

"I refuse!" Tasia's voice trembled slightly, "Your behavior last night was too outrageous——"

"I don't even know what is so difficult about asking you to go to Hesta's room. It can make you stand in a stalemate with us all night..."

"Does it still make sense?" Tasia gasped, "With such a violent explosion, the entire fifth-floor cabin—"

"How many times do I need to tell you that the apartment Hesta and the others live in is still good, and it has hardly been affected." Fiance took a deep breath, "Tasia, you are almost our brothers. We really don't want to force you when you grow up... But this matter is up to you, don't delay any longer, changes may happen at any time."

"I refuse, I refuse!" Tasia yelled loudly, "No matter how many times you ask me, I will always answer this way, I refuse! If you want to find something, you can do it yourself, don't expect me to join you!"

"Okay." Fayence stood up, "I really don't want to go this far, but."