Mrs. Kasahara tapped the table, producing a pleasant sound.

The waiters waiting outside brought in sukiyaki, drinks, alcohol, and a small plate with tobacco and a pipe.

"Does Mr. Fujiwara like sukiyaki?" Mrs. Hoshimi asked.

"As long as it's not the Heavenly Dog Pot, I like it." Fujiwara Reya said, trying to lighten the mood.

Mrs. Kasahara asked innocently, "Why don't you like the Heavenly Dog Pot?"

The big demon sealed his lips... Fujiwara Reya playfully kicked her under the table, about to crack a joke to explain.

"Yikes~"

Mrs. Kasahara let out a suggestive moan.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Hoshimi asked with a puzzled face.

"The little guy kicked me." Mrs. Kasahara's fair cheeks gradually turned red.

"Mr. Fujiwara?"

Mrs. Hoshimi tilted her head and gently called out to Fujiwara Reya, her breath like a fragrant breeze.

Fujiwara Reya was sweating on his forehead.

He couldn't help but feel... Mrs. Hoshimi's smile now resembled the twisted smile of a yandere just before going berserk.

"Let's eat." He quickly cracked an egg, stirred it in a bowl, then added oil to the hot iron pot and placed the thinly sliced beef in.

A lively sizzling sound immediately echoed, and an enticing aroma wafted around.

Mrs. Hoshimi watched him fry the beef with a gentle expression.

She wasn't in a hurry.

Worst case, she'd kill someone for entertainment tonight.

The beef was lightly seared on both sides, then rolled in soy sauce and in egg before being done.

"Here, Miss Hoshimi, please eat first." Fujiwara Reya offered the fried beef to Mrs. Hoshimi.

Mrs. Hoshimi elegantly picked it up with chopsticks and placed it in her mouth.

"Hmm, it's good..." she praised, as if unable to express the joy in her heart.

The second piece of cooked beef was naturally for Mrs. Kasahara.

However, she let out an "ah" and opened her mouth without lifting a hand.

"Mr. Fujiwara?"

Mrs. Hoshimi gently called him once again.

At times like this, decisiveness is needed.

The chaotic scene had already unfolded, and thinking about how to avoid it was impossible; even if it means dying like a man!

Fujiwara Reya resolutely fed the beef he had cooked himself into Mrs. Kasahara's mouth.

The beef, crispy outside and tender inside with thick sauce, complemented by the smooth texture from the egg, offered a divine culinary enjoyment with each bite. Mrs. Kasahara squinted her eyes in euphoria and leaned against Fujiwara Reya's shoulder, "Mmm, Mr. Fujiwara... it's delicious."

This time, Mrs. Hoshimi was truly angry.

Her elegance matched that of a fairy, making it impossible for her to shamelessly whine like Kasahara Hikari, so she could only watch helplessly as her best friend monopolized Fujiwara Reya.

But that's okay. Though she couldn't feign cuteness, she wasn't any less skilled in fighting than her best friend.

As it seemed Mrs. Hoshimi was about to explode, Fujiwara Reya quickly separated from Mrs. Kasahara and walked behind her to massage her shoulders, "Chairman Kasahara is too terrifying, please protect me tonight."

The chill between Mrs. Hoshimi's brows dispersed.

She covered her lips with a fan, a smile in both her voice and eyes as she spoke to her best friend, "Oh, who was it who said I was utterly defeated before?"

Mrs. Kasahara looked at Fujiwara Reya expressionlessly.

'I'm begging you, please don't play with me...' Fujiwara Reya hid behind Mrs. Hoshimi, frantically signaling with his eyes.

Mrs. Kasahara let out a chuckle.

Facing her best friend's provocation, she lifted her face, exposing her swan-like pale neck.

"As sisters, naturally a good thing can't be kept just for oneself. Letting you use it for a while is no problem." After saying this, she placed her left hand into a claw shape by her face, adorably turning to Fujiwara Reya, "Meow~"

This woman was terrifying... Fujiwara Reya's hands lost their rhythm.

Mrs. Hoshimi turned around, her face slightly red, and gave his chest a gentle punch, "You're hurting me."

"It's Aunt Himeko's fault!" Fujiwara Reya assigned the blame.

"Ignore this crazy woman, tonight you stay behind me." Mrs. Hoshimi blandly reprimanded.

Fujiwara Reya kneaded her smooth fragrant shoulders, "I'll listen to you."

"That's better." Mrs. Hoshimi smugly shot a challenging glance at her best friend.

Mrs. Kasahara let out a long "Oh."

From her expression, there was no hint of jealousy or dissatisfaction.

But Fujiwara Reya knew that if he truly spent the entire night hiding behind Mrs. Hoshimi, tonight he wouldn't have a peaceful time.

"I also want to hide behind Sister Yako for a lifetime, but as a man, I can't be so cowardly." He cleverly found an excuse for himself and sat back at the main seat, "Have both chairmen noticed the problem with this ship?"

"Do you even need to ask?" Mrs. Kasahara toyed with her glass, filling it with beer.

The rich foam bubbled up in the glass.

Fujiwara Reya ingratiatingly said, "With just this sound and smell, I could drink several glasses of beer."

"Then you drink to your heart's content; Yako and I will handle the beef."

"Huh?"

"It's settled, hahaha..."

The two ladies exchanged a glance and simultaneously broke into joyful smiles.

"Rich and succulent meat is unhealthy." Fujiwara Reya earnestly advised.

"Cows eat grass, so this isn't a beef pot, it's a grass pot. Since it's grass, we don't need to worry about fat and calories; we can eat plentifully."

"Miss Himeko, idealism is inadvisable. Besides... not many cows eat grass these days."

"Do cows grow listening to Beethoven while drinking beer?"

"If you say so, are we drinking beer while also eating beer?"

Mrs. Kasahara clapped her hands proudly, "Just like eating rice with rice; equally bizarre."

"Alright, let's get to the main topic." Mrs. Hoshimi interrupted the duo's comedic performance, "Back to the ship's problem."

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