Azur Lane Under the Stars

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"Really? Then never mind. Commander, is there anything you'd like to eat?"

"I want to eat noodles..."

Louis IX opened the refrigerator and stared into thought at the pasta and some raw meat inside.

Where are my things? I bought so many groceries yesterday, where are they? Who stole them?

At that moment, Jean Bart, who was carrying large and small bags on the beach, sneezed.

Finally, thanks to Louis IX's meddling, the perfectly good ingredients for spaghetti bolognese were transformed into noodles with minced meat sauce.

Looking at this fusion of Chinese and Western noodles, Ren Shuo suddenly wondered if this could be considered a double success.

"Commander, please make do with this..." Louis IX said apologetically, "Somehow, all the things we bought yesterday are left..."

"Could it be that Yuudachi and George V stole some food from your place?" Ren Shuo joked.

King George V's image as a foodie was, in short, transformed from a dashing knight commander into a glutton who loved to steal food in just a few days... a disillusionment.

Louis IX smiled, which, combined with his nun's habit, made him appear very dignified and serene.

"Maybe so, but it's nothing serious, they're all family."

But inside, things were starting to get savage.

If I find out who's stealing from my place, I'll twist their head off!

After lunch, Louis IX saw Ren Shuo yawning and asked, "Commander, are you sleepy? Would you like to take a nap?"

Ren Shuo rubbed his cheeks and said, "No need, no need. If we finish our work sooner, we can rest sooner."

Inside the church of the Free Iris, the mornings are usually busier, while the afternoons are spent cleaning and finishing up the day's tasks.

Perhaps it's because people in the Free Iris area get off work earlier.

"Alright then..." Seeing that Ren Shuo wasn't particularly tired, Louis IX didn't try to persuade him further. Instead, he introduced the afternoon's work, "Commander, this afternoon, we'll trim the flowers behind the church and sweep up the fallen leaves. However, Richelieu and the others finished this morning, so we only need to trim the flowers."

"Since we're taking a break from gardening, there will definitely be fallen leaves and pruned branches, right? So why sweep up the fallen leaves in the morning? Wouldn't it be better to do it all in the afternoon?"

Ren Shuo raised his own doubts.

Louis IX didn't know how to answer. Should he tell the commander that he finished some work in the morning because he didn't want him to get tired?

Richelieu was thinking that after finishing all the tasks in the afternoon, he might propose or something... After cleaning the church all afternoon, he would be exhausted and probably still sweaty, so there wouldn't be any atmosphere.

"...Anyway, this was Richelieu's arrangement, and I don't know anything about it." Louis IX chose to play dumb.

"Alright, alright, let's go get the tools and then start our afternoon work."

Ren Shuo, who had acquired both large and small shears, busied himself among the flowers.

Louis IX, who was beside Ren Shuo, was pruning the flowers while giving him various explanations.

"Louis IX, why is it trimmed like this?"

"This is to prevent the flowers from growing too wildly. If they grow too lushly, it will affect the opening of the flowers and the overall aesthetic appeal of the flowers."

Louis IX patiently answered Ren Shuo's questions.

"Speaking of which, why don't your roses have thorns?" Ren Shuo asked, somewhat puzzled.

"That's not a rose, that's a Chinese rose..."

Louis IX was shocked. "No, Commander, can't you even tell the difference between a rose and a Chinese rose?"

Ren Shuo blushed: "Isn't it because we haven't specifically studied this?"

Louis IX sensed something was amiss: "Wait a minute, Commander, didn't you buy flowers when you went out with your married ships or on dates?"

Ren Shuo put his hands on his hips and said, "Of course I've bought them."

"It's fake, isn't it? You can't even tell the difference?"

"The main thing is that when I go to buy flowers, I just ask the shopkeeper what kind of flowers are suitable for my wife, and then I ask her to wrap them up..."

Ren Shuo scratched his cheek and said.

"You really make things easy for me," Louis IX said, speechless.

Ren Shuo raised his head: "Actually, I do know a little about it."

"Then tell me what you know."

Ren Shuo thought for a moment and said, "For example, your name, Louis IX, is also a kind of blue rose, right? It seems to be quite expensive."

Louis IX was utterly speechless: "That's called Louis XIV!"

"Is that so?" Ren Shuo was even more embarrassed.

"Alright, Commander, I'll teach you a little, like how to recognize flowers and stuff..."

"This is a rose..."

"This is a rose..."

"This is a peony..."

"This is a plum blossom..."

Just as Louis IX began to explain things to Ren Shuo one by one, Ren Shuo finally realized that something was wrong.

"Wait, wait, although Irving doesn't know about these things, it's obvious that some of these flowers aren't from the same season, right?"

"Commander, don't you know? Because Richelieu has Nagato's blessing, no matter what kind of flower it is, it can bloom in our port all year round."

Louis IX looked at Ren Shuo with great delight: "This is a wonderful thing for those of us who love flowers."

Ren Shuo thought of the cherry blossom trees in the Chongying Garden that never wintered and whose blossoms were in full bloom all year round, and he felt relieved.

Anything can happen when it comes to ship girls.

"Then let's continue the lesson, Commander."

Louis IX continued to educate Ren Shuo on science.

The two men drew closer and closer, and when Louis IX was teaching Ren Shuo how to prune flowers, he simply put his own large and small scissors aside and taught him how to prune by hand.

The two bodies were pressed tightly together, appearing perfectly harmonious under the afternoon sun.

The only downside was that summer had just ended and the weather was still very hot, so both of them sweated a bit.

Fortunately, there weren't many places to work, and the two of them quickly finished their work, cleaning up the fallen leaves and branches. Then they went back to take a shower and change their clothes.

As everyone knows, boys always take shorter showers than girls. When Louis IX changed out of his nun's habit and into a white dress, and was drying his gray hair, Ren Shuo's hair was already dry.

"Commander, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

In the dormitory area of ​​the Free Iris, Louis IX sat down next to Ren Shuo, wiping his long hair.

Ren Shuo placed a glass of ice water in front of her, then took the towel from Louis IX: "Let me do it, you have some water."

Louis IX was happy to have the commander wipe his hair, so he picked up the ice water and sipped it.

Louis IX's hair was very smooth, and he usually wore it down to his shoulders, which Ren Shuo found quite endearing.

A faint, pleasant fragrance emanated from his hair; it was unclear whether it was the scent of the shampoo or Louis IX's own personal fragrance.

Ren Shuo liked it very much; it was like the fragrance of flowers, making people linger.

"Do you need a hair dryer?" Ren Shuo asked.

Louis IX shook his head: "No need, just let it air dry. Hair dryers damage hair."

"Do you ship girls need to be afraid of this?" Ren Shuo laughed.

Louis IX said, "After all, it's never wrong for a girl to take good care of her hair."

“By the way, Louis IX…” Ren Shuo put the towel aside and wrapped his arms around Louis IX’s neck, which was as elegant as a swan’s.

"I've thought about what happened this morning..."

Ren Shuo whispered in Louis IX's ear.

Louis IX felt waves of heat on his ears, making him feel slightly uncomfortable. He shifted awkwardly and stammered, "..."

"So, what is the commander's answer?"

Chapter 543 Louis IX: I Won!

Ren Shuo smiled with satisfaction as he watched Louis IX's face gradually flush red.

What kind of answer do you want?

Ren Shuo joked.

Louis IX, embarrassed and annoyed, said, "What do you think!"

Ren Shuo chuckled: "It seems that even the dashing Temple Knights have such a shy side."

"commander!"

Louis IX felt like he was about to explode.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore..."

Ren Shuo chuckled, released his arms, placed them on Louis IX's waist, and then suddenly exerted force.

Amidst Louis IX's gasp, he flipped her over so she was facing him and straddling his lap.

Due to the brief feeling of weightlessness, Louis IX instinctively wrapped his arms around Ren Shuo's neck, and Ren Shuo comfortably rested his chin on the softness of Louis IX's chest.

"commander!"

Louis IX seemed somewhat annoyed by Ren Shuo's sudden attack.

"Close your eyes," Ren Shuo said.

Louis IX, with a mixture of anticipation and confusion, obediently closed his eyes.

As his heart pounded faster, Louis IX seemed to feel something on his fingers, something that seemed to carry the warmth of Ren Shuo's body.

As a possibility came to mind, Louis IX felt his body temperature gradually rise, his heart pounding, and his thoughts becoming chaotic.

"Alright, you can open your eyes now," Ren Shuo's voice rang out with a smile.

Louis IX cautiously opened his eyes, then looked at his fingers with a conflicted expression of wanting to look but not daring to.

Seeing Louis IX showing such an adorable side, Ren Shuo tightened his arms around her slender waist and said, "What? Even a Templar Knight like you can be so conflicted?"

Louis IX glared at Ren Shuo, then carefully raised his hand, looking at the gleaming Oath Ring, and revealed a blissful, beautiful smile.

“I haven’t agreed yet,” Louis IX said with a huff.

Ren Shuo joked, "So, you don't agree? If you don't agree, give me the ring. It's my wife's ring."

Louis IX clutched his vow ring, saying, "Don't even think about it; this is my ring."

"And the reason I said I didn't agree was because you didn't ask me. You just put the ring on my finger without proposing. I'll remember this grudge."

Ren Shuo gently kissed Louis IX's collarbone, causing Louis IX's previously tense waist to go limp and collapse into Ren Shuo's arms.

"So, beautiful Miss Louis IX, would you like to be my wife?"

Louis IX squinted his eyes happily, gently shifted his body downwards, and nestled into Ren Shuo's arms, speaking in a voice as tender as spring water:

“Commander, I told you long ago... Your side will be my home, your victory will be my glory, and your joy will be my only motivation. Thank God for sending me to you, my prophet, my love, my... light.”

The two fell silent, leaning against each other, enjoying the tranquil moment. After a long while, Louis IX slowly opened his eyes and suddenly asked, "Commander, I'm a married ship now, right?"

Ren Shuo hummed in response.

"Then tell me... if I take care of Jeanbart, wouldn't that be considered a younger sister taking care of her older sister?"

The younger sister who joined the family later takes care of the older sister who joined earlier and is emotionally hopeless. Thinking about it this way, it's actually quite interesting.

Ren Shuo lowered his head: "You are the legendary Louis IX, the X-class Richelieu-class destroyer?"

“It’s not impossible,” Louis IX said.

"I'll stay here tonight?" Ren Shuo's expression shifted.

Louis IX blushed slightly, turned his head away, avoiding Ren Shuo's slightly fiery gaze, and softly replied, "As you wish..."

Seeing Louis IX's rare display of coquettishness, Ren Shuo felt a sudden urge to eat. He deliberately breathed into her ear and said, "I want to have afternoon tea, what should I do?"