I died and was reincarnated as Warship in a fantasy world

I chose several dishes, and Veronica smiled.

“To think you would eat so little~?” (V)

“Ha?”

“I had a lot of time to study you~, didn’t I~?” (V)

“I am not the richest person…” I hoped that the excuse would work.

“You really think you are allowed to pay for yourself tonight~? It would be my honor to spoon-feed you their entire stock~.” (V)

I reluctantly ordered a few dishes more.

“We have a lot of things to talk about. For example, why you invited me.” After I sat straight, Veronica stopped gazing, and straightened too.

“I heard something about the West…” (V)

“Just how much do you know…?”

“I know everything, up until the point you invited a fleet.” The girl waved a stack of files. All of them had a print ‘Segretissimo’.

“You are something…”

“Having ears everywhere is my forte. Or, maybe the forte of the entire Benezian government.” She giggled, and threw the stack to my side of the table.

“And you perfectly knew where your mother was?” The girl’s expression turned grim.

“Don’t call her like that. Ever.” (V)

[Birds of a feather… Patricia and Veronica are so similar in the fact that they hate their family.]

“That person, why do you hate her?”

“Why do you care?!” Veronica’s eyes turned dull, and she started twitching.

“Hey, easy there!” I started calming her down, before she reached for the rapier.

Veronica groaned, and hugged her legs.

‘If only…’ (V)

Seeing that the girl was ‘unstable’, I tried to spoon-feed her some chicken.

Veronica’s gaze was unfocused but she swallowed the chicken.

A few moments later she stopped dreading the waiters, who were crossing themselves by the emergency exit.

When we all thought that she finally calmed down, I saw that her eyes were dull. Like the last time I saw her.

I immediately started spoon-feeding her more food, hoping that Veronica will calm down completely.

The girl’s jaw was the only thing that moved.

I did not dare breaking the eye contact.

[Even though I know she’s ridiculously OP, it is scarier to be under such a gaze, than to be at the hair’s width away from death.]

When I was about to faint from terror, the girl’s eyes regained their focus.

“Mmm~.” Veronica smiled, as if nothing happened.

By that time the waiters were all trembling and hugging each other in relief.

When I looked back at Veronica, I saw that she was displeased.

“Don’t look at the others while I’m here~.” I fervently nodded, and continued spoon-feeding her.

Soon Veronica started telling me some gossips from the city of Benezio, asking me about my life with the pirates, and all sorts of stuff which has nothing to do with the war.

[‘This snake is up to something.’]

Patricia’s teachings were emerging here and there but I was more or less inclined towards talking to Veronica.

The more I talked to her, the more she was smiling.

I gathered the remaining cat’s courage to ask her about the family.

“Why you and Patricia are… not friends?”

Veronica frowned.

“Does it have something to do with you…?” (V)

“You said that you’re fine with her being by my side but… why are you so hostile towards each other…?”

“When did I say something like this?” Veronica shrugged her shoulders.

“Let me reformulate that… You like Patricia more than my other companion…?” Veronica frowned even more.

“A long time ago we were on better terms. Then that s* ran away.” Veronica grumbled, and threw me a glare, meaning ‘don’t pry further’.

“Which… erhm… s*…?”

“A certain ‘A’.” Veronica’s mood was close to hitting the bottom.

“Do you have an idea why the ‘A’ ran away?”

“Who knows…?” Veronica tapped on her forehead, and turned away from me.

She gestured for the head waiter to come, and started interrogating him on ‘where the hell is my little kitten’s appetizer’.

When the girl turned back to me, I raised my hand to show that I still have questions but Veronica smiled.

Smiled with her eye twitching.