Chapter 20 Kuzan Being Led Astray
After being given various juices by the cafeteria for several days, Ion couldn't help but secretly hinted that the uncle Navy in the cafeteria was an adult, and he didn't have any responsibilities on weekdays for the time being, and drinking too much juice is not good.
Ion's original intention was to express that he was an adult and didn't need to give him juice every day like a child.
And on weekdays, he didn't hold a position on the warship, and he was embarrassed to enjoy this special treatment. Drinking too much juice would be bad for his health.
The uncle Navy in the cafeteria, who only thought for a moment, showed a look of sudden realization on his face. "I understand."
Then, the navy uncle snatched the kettle from Ion's hand and walked to the back kitchen surreptitiously.
This scene made Ian's head full of question marks.
Could it be... Uncle Navy thought I meant to let him be a little sneaky, don't be so aboveboard?
However, Ion didn't know it was, the uncle of the navy with the kettle slipped into the warehouse in the back kitchen, quietly took out the sealed wine and poured it into Ion's kettle.
Immediately, the uncle navy handed the full water bottle to Ion, and said with a wink.
"Brother Yan, this is a good thing, don't let other colleagues see it."
In this regard, Ion could only helplessly thank him, and continued to walk back to his room with a seasick appearance.
Afterwards, Ion, who had hardly touched alcohol since crossing the road, subconsciously took a big sip like drinking juice.
"Why is this smell a little... above? It's a little familiar..."
Ion, who was deeply puzzled, took another sip in order to find out, swallowing and smashing his mouth, feeling more and more that the smell was a bit familiar.
It wasn't until... Ian inexplicably felt that he was a little flirtatious, and his slightly confused brain suddenly woke up for a moment and muttered.
"Oh, it's over, it's the feeling of alcohol..."
It's just that Ion was completely overwhelmed at this moment, and he couldn't hold back the urge to continue drinking, and even under the drive of drunkenness, Ion sang aloud.
"Life...life..."
"Life is short for a few autumns, don't give up if you don't get drunk..."
And this song also attracted Kuzan, who was not far away, looking at Ion's somewhat rambunctious appearance, he couldn't help asking.
"Yon, you actually drink in the daytime? The wine you got there?"
In response, Ion, who was in a drunken state, waved his hand casually, tilted his head, and said with a smile.
"Brother Kuzan, don't pay attention to such... such details. As the so-called drunkenness relieves a thousand sorrows, I am also depressed. This feeling of complete relaxation is really great."
"Really?" Kuzan frowned slightly and said.
"Want some?" Ion invited.
Immediately, just when Kuzan was a little moved, but hesitant and silent because of the military discipline he had always followed in the past, Ion pulled Kuzan who was standing at the door in, and then closed the door.
"drink!"
Ion casually found a glass in the room and poured Kuzan a full glass.
"Forget it, the military discipline has a clear rule that you can't drink during non-break times. This is inappropriate." Kuzan hesitated, shook his head and refused.
"What's this?"
Ian opened his drunk eyes and persuaded the wine.
"Isn't Mr. Garp sleeping every day? He is still a naval hero. So, Brother Kuzan, having a few flaws will only make it easier to accept."
Kuzan, who also seldom drank, thought for a moment, but was moved by Yon's words, frowned and drank a glass of wine directly.
For a time, the atmosphere on the scene became harmonious and relaxed a lot in an instant.
Kuzan also asked casually.
"Ian, I'll forget it, what source of trouble can you have?"
"Ha, my troubles? It's naturally from the navy, but also from this sea, and even this era."
Fortunately, Ian still has some sense of reason, knowing to hide some important key words, but speaking vaguely.
"Don't Brother Kuzan think the navy is not pure enough? Don't you think this sea is too chaotic? Don't you think this era is simply terrible?"
Hearing this, Kuzan looked at Ion with a bit of surprise.
In Kuzan's impression, Ion has always resisted meritorious service, thinking that he is just a kind-hearted, but extremely lack of self-motivated second generation of the army.
"It seems, Ian, you are not as simple as you seem," Kuzan said.
"Sure, who doesn't hide six, seven, eight or ninety hands of trump cards secretly in normal people?" Ian replied with a natural expression.
...
Kuzan.
Hearing this sentence, Kuzan somehow felt that he was not a normal person.
Immediately after, Kuzan subconsciously took another sip of the fine wine and asked inexplicably. "Why are you hiding so many trump cards?"
"Of course for... leather..."
Ian tilted his head and turned to speak.
"For justice, after all, everyone's justice is different. Perhaps given the many restrictions and the justice of others, I can't insist on it on the surface, but hiding cards allows me to fulfill my justice secretly."
This sentence made Kuzan, who was confused and self-doubt during this time, fall into deep thought.
Yeah?
Indeed, because everyone has different thoughts and positions, justice will naturally be different.
Just like there is a great conflict with Sakaski's ideas, it is obviously inappropriate if I conflict with Sakaski every time.
Especially in the future, if there is a civil war between the admirals who are the "highest combat power of the navy", it is afraid that it will greatly affect the prestige of the navy, causing the pirates on this sea to become more and more riotous and rampant.
But what's the point of all that I stand for as a navy if the things that my justice cannot tolerate are allowed to happen?
Ion is right, it's better than that...
"Hey……"
At this moment, Ion shook the empty jug and said. "Brother Kuzan, go get some wine."
Kuzan thought for a moment, his tense face seemed to be relieved a lot, and he agreed and walked towards the door.
"By the way, don't forget to get some peanuts, kelp, etc..." Behind Kuzan, Ian shouted and reminded.
"Got it!" Kuzan replied.
Soon, as Kuzanzhe returned, there were several navies behind him, each holding a large jar of fine wine and a large number of various side dishes.
"I……"
Seeing this, Ion, who was in a drunken state, tilted his head and muttered vaguely. "Did you take Kuzan out of the way?"