Azur Lane Under the Stars

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"I'm currently working as a maid, so it's okay for me to call you master, right? Master~" Hu Teng smiled casually and then left.

Ren Shuo asked the monarch in a daze, "Befa is too amazing! It's only been a few days, and he's already trained Hutten to be like this?"

The monarch seemed to recall some memory, and inexplicably shuddered, saying with lingering fear, "Belfa... in some ways, is indeed quite terrifying."

"Can we add someone over here?" A seductive voice joined the conversation.

The monarch replied without hesitation, "No."

"Ha, is this how your royal family behaves? I'm not some unwelcome guest... But Your Majesty, you just fired a cannon at me directly, and I haven't settled that score with you yet." Egil finished washing off the grime and came straight to find someone.

"Fire?" Ren Shuo gave the monarch a strange look.

"Tsk...please sit down." The monarch was still somewhat in the wrong, so he could only say that.

So the round table where Ren Shuo and the monarch faced each other was transformed into a round table with a triangular seating arrangement, which is quite stable.

“This way~ I want the same thing as the Commander~” Egil said.

Looking at the menu on the table, Egil asked in confusion, "Commander, why are you eating this? Isn't this what we usually have?"

"Hu Teng recommended it... but why haven't any Ironblood ship girls come here to support Hu Teng yet?" Ren Shuo asked.

“Because Hu Teng usually gives people a sense of distance, he hasn’t come yet. It’s okay, he’ll come once word gets out about his performance here. Besides, isn’t it normal for each faction to support their own store first?” Egil explained.

“Indeed… but I plan to have all my meals here for the next few days, so I can try out the menus you’ve prepared,” Ren Shuo said.

“Hmm, I heard Eugen has even come up with some improved version of pork knuckle. Commander, you can try it out sometime… There’s no time like the present, let’s do it tonight,” Egil invited. “It’s on me.”

“I will go too,” the monarch said.

Egil didn't object: "Then this meal is on you."

The monarch said, "No problem."

Soon, Shoku and Curaçao had prepared all three people's orders, and the ship girls around them were glancing over intentionally or unintentionally.

The three were chatting quietly when Egil suddenly called out, "Huten, don't you have some maid games here? We want to play!"

Then the surrounding ship girls became even more restless.

Chapter 472 This commander is trash!

Maid games, as everyone knows, are games created by maid cafes or teahouses to attract customers, or as a perk for customers.

These items were not originally available in the Royal Maids' Tea House, but Queen Elizabeth II brought them out in order to defeat the Iron Blood.

However, the response doesn't seem to be very good. Apart from a few ship girls who are interested, the other ship girls don't seem to be interested at all.

The main problem is that the truth or dare games here are boring, and it's all girls, and none of them are lesbians.

Simple flirting and playful banter are fine, but if it involves something serious like eating Pocky sticks mouth-to-mouth, then let's skip that.

But things are different now. The only male in the port area, the Commander, is here, and he says he wants to play games.

Shouldn't we quickly find a table together?

Unfortunately, with the monarch and Egil already by their side, and pressured by the marriage of these two older sisters, not many dared to become the warrior who would eat meat.

But if we can't eat the meat, can't we at least have some soup? At least we can have a good look and enjoy it.

As a result of Ren Shuo's influence, the Royal side was packed, with some even suggesting buying standing tickets, while the Iron Blood side was relatively quiet.

"Hmph! As expected of me! Such a brilliant idea to attract my personal guard captain and even bring me customers! Truly impressive!"

Backstage, Queen Elizabeth was beaming with pride. Although she had dressed in a petite maid outfit to match the event, she showed no intention of working. Instead, she was enjoying a cup of tea and some snacks, appearing quite content.

On the other hand, Warspite, who was also forced to change into a maid outfit, put on glasses with a miserable expression and was doing financial work.

Warspite thought to herself, "Isn't the Commander doing this because he wants to check both sides, but only came to our Royal Navy first? He'll probably be heading to Sangvis Ferri tonight, right?"

Ren Shuo and Jun Jun chose a board game similar to Monopoly, but with some unique elements added compared to the regular Monopoly.

For example, truth or dare, or similar games.

When it came to choosing a maid to accompany her, Hu Teng was the obvious choice.

Ren Shuo was lucky today, far ahead of the three monarchs. He had bought up almost a third of the territory on the map.

Egil looked surprised: "The commander is quite lucky."

"Commander, impressive," the monarch said.

Hu Teng clicked his tongue: "That's a bit outrageous."

Ren Shuo humbly replied, "Luck, it's all luck... It's my turn!"

I cast a three.

“…Truth or dare card.” Ren Shuo sighed.

I drew the truth card in this round of the game, but I don't know what kind of questions are in this game. I hope it's not some weird question.

"Who helped me with the question?" Ren Shuo asked.

The monarch said, "Let me do it... May I ask, Commander, where do you hide your secret stash of money?"

Ren Shuo breathed a sigh of relief; this was still normal: "My secret stash of money? I don't have any secret stash of money. If I had to say, it would be my salary card, which is all kept with Belfast."

"So the head maid is the real savior!" The surrounding ship girls were very excited.

However, some ship girls said: "That's not right. It's probably because the commander doesn't like to spend money, so he keeps the card with Belfast, right? And when does the commander go out without the sisters from the port? The commander doesn't have to pay for anything."

"That's true..." the crowd murmured.

Ren Shuo felt relieved upon seeing the question; it was good that there were no strange issues.

Perhaps Ren Shuo set a precedent for this event card, because the remaining people also drew these cards one after another.

The monarch said, "Commander, you draw the numbers for me, and then just ask me questions."

Ren Shuo nodded, drew a card, and then froze just as he was about to ask a question.

"What does it say?" Egil asked curiously, then leaned over... and burst out laughing.

"How...how could there be such a problem? Hahahaha!"

Egil laughed so hard he covered his flat stomach, and almost laughed until tears streamed down his face.

The monarch frowned: "What's the problem... It's alright, Commander, please ask."

Ren Shuo forced a smile and asked, "Do you scratch your feet when you wash them?"

Who invented this thing? Why would they ask a girl this question...?

The crowd erupted in uproar, and then all looked at the monarch with expectant eyes.

To everyone's surprise, the monarch didn't buy it at all and calmly replied, "There's nothing wrong with that... We ship girls don't have calluses or dead skin, so there's no need to pick our feet. The answer is no."

Look at that, that's what composure and magnanimity are all about. The monarch didn't hide anything at all, answering this embarrassing question with a very common-sense answer.

Egil and Hutten seemed thoughtful as well, it seemed that this type of question could be answered in this way... but the game's developers are really tacky.

Next, Egil drew a card of the "Great Adventure" type.

Ren Shuo still drew the numbers and read them out aloud.

"Playing Pocky with the opposite sex in the game." Ren Shuo realized, wasn't that just him?

And there's nothing to be shy about; Egil is a wedding ship, so this should be a piece of cake.

Egil said decisively, "That's it? Isn't this a normal game? Commander, come on! Or are you shy, Commander?"

Egil continued her banter: "Ah, no wonder the Commander is shy, after all, it's in front of so many sisters. It's alright, let your big sister teach you, okay?"

Ren Shuo narrowed his eyes, and the monarch also looked at Egil with suspicion.

She remembered... Egil was the kind of guy who was all talk and no action, but whose heart was as pure as a dumpling, right?

It seems like he just likes to talk big, and every time I hear about it, he gets dealt with pretty badly by the commander.

Ren Shuo glanced at Egil, then without saying a word, picked up the Pocky Hu Teng handed him and put it in his mouth without saying a word.

Egil was somewhat taken aback. The commander's reaction was strange. Shouldn't he be a little shy and obediently accept his teasing again in front of so many people?

Something's wrong; this script is really off. Egil was starting to panic.

Ren Shuo sneered inwardly. They're all family, why be shy? Let me tell you, Egil, you're definitely playing with fire.

Ren Shuo saw Egil standing there dumbfounded and couldn't help but snort: "Hurry up, I'm waiting for the mature older sister to teach me a lesson."

Egil's eyes darted around: "I think the Commander has already graduated..."

Ren Shuo, with a chocolate bar in his mouth, mumbled, "I want what you think, I want what I think, hurry up, or I'll go for it."

Seeing Ren Shuo approaching, Egil panicked: "Wait, wait, Commander!"

But Ren Shuo grabbed Egil's shoulder without saying a word, then lowered his head and tried to put the other end into Egil's mouth.

Egil had no choice but to open his mouth. It was such a long piece, right? He could just pretend to break it off accidentally, and that would end the game, right?

Feeling Ren Shuo's breath, Egil felt his cheeks getting hotter and hotter.

With a determined look in his heart, he thought he would tilt his head slightly and break the chocolate bar, but unexpectedly, Ren Shuo seemed to have foreseen this and immediately sped up his pace.

Amidst gasps and excited cheers, Ren Shuo kissed Egil's red lips.

Whether I play games or not is secondary; the main thing is that I want to kiss my wife.

Egil's beautiful eyes widened, and it seemed as if smoke was rising from the top of her head. She felt lightheaded and unsteady.

Caught off guard, Egil could only watch helplessly as Ren Shuo wreaked havoc in his mouth. Perhaps because there were people watching, Egil felt it was much more stimulating than usual.

Ren Shuo, disregarding martial ethics, kissed Egil before he could react, and then ended the kiss before Egil could react either.

"Thank you for the treat... Let's continue." Ren Shuo acted as if nothing had happened, and continued to arrange for the game to be completed.

Egil was rather confused. No, you kissed me, and then you just acted like nothing happened? I felt...so angry.

Egil sat down angrily, feeling the eager gazes behind him. He felt uncomfortable all over, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. So angry!

The monarch glanced at Egil with a hint of envy, but said nothing. Hutten himself didn't realize that he was pursing his lips in displeasure, and his gaze towards Egil was filled with nothing but displeasure and...sourness.

After Egil's turn came Hutten's turn. Hutten's luck was only so-so, but this time he rolled a six.

Ren Shuo said, "Take six steps forward... and then throw again."

Hu Teng placed his chess piece in the question-and-answer square, and then, without bothering Ren Shuo, drew a card himself.

"Who do you get along with the least? Why?" Hu Teng read aloud softly.

She breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, it wasn't anything strange.

The ship girls around them also pricked up their ears to listen, all of them curious about who Hu Teng disliked the most.

Without any hesitation, Hutten said, "Of course it's Frederick the Great."

The surrounding ship girls were in an uproar. Logically speaking, Frederick the Great should be considered Hutten's sister ship, right? How could they dislike Frederick the Great?

At one of the tables, Peter looked at Frederick the Great with great interest: "So, how does it feel to be considered the least compatible ship girl?"

Odin also glanced at Frederick the Great, awaiting her opinion.

Frederick the Great, however, was not annoyed. Instead, he chuckled and said, "I know why this child said we don't get along... I don't mind."

While the two women were wondering, Egil seemed to have composed himself and asked Hutten, "What do you mean?"

Hu Teng was a little annoyed: "I'm just asking you guys, am I a small ship girl or a big ship girl?"

Everyone looked at Hu Teng's tall figure, mature face, and calm, serious personality...

Who else could it be but a giant ship girl?

Egil also said, "Of course you're a big ship girl."

Hutten was even more annoyed and explained, "But Frederick the Great keeps calling me 'child' all the time. Tell me, of course I'm annoyed."

Egil wholeheartedly agreed: "Indeed, I sometimes find it a bit awkward too... but why do you feel like she's the one you don't get along with the most? Wouldn't it be fine if you just avoided her a little?"

Hutten sighed: "It's mainly because we're sister ships, so we can't avoid it... You didn't know that Frederick the Great has even moved in with me on his own initiative?"

Egil suddenly remembered: "Oh, I think so..."

"So, I still think Frederick the Great is the one I can't get along with the most." Hutten pouted unhappily. "According to the old history, I am the blueprint ship, and she is the one who is imagined based on my blueprints... she doesn't even have blueprints."