Azur Lane Under the Stars

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"I'll hit you."

"Hehe, sorry, but your figure is just like that, a little chubby, isn't that sexy too?"

Baltimore had just finished a set of exercises, and sat there, panting, opening his water bottle and taking a sip of water.

In her opinion, Bremerton had no reason to be conflicted. The two had different body types, and she wasn't fat, but rather curvy. To be honest, Baltimore was a little envious of Bremerton.

"That's true, but... since you've said that, why doesn't the Commander come to us? We can do what the wedding ships do too."

Baltimore, who was drinking water, seemed used to Bremerton's outrageous remarks. He pursed his lips and thought to himself.

I was about to ask that too, but it's making me feel like I'm on a wedding ship...

"Hmm, do you know why? Because you won't scratch?"

Seeing that Baltimore did not answer, Bremerton then looked at Unyielding.

Bu Nao was wearing the clothes she had bought when she went shopping with her sister and the commander last time.

It was designed for exercise; the gray sports vest and pink yoga pants accentuated her already chubby figure.

Back then, Bu Nao even flirted with Ren Shuo to buy this outfit, only to realize later...

Didn't I want to see my older sister and the commander's lovey-dovey moments? Or maybe a love triangle between the other two older sisters?

How did I end up joining in out of nowhere?

Oh no, the funny guy has become the funny guy.

Getting back to the point, Bu Nao looked completely bewildered: "How would I know if you're asking me?"

"Honestly, why doesn't the Commander come looking for us? We'd be willing to accept it even without the rings."

After saying that, Bremerton cupped his face and let out a perverted "giegiegie" laugh.

“First of all, your laughter is really creepy…” Bu Nao rubbed his smooth arms. “Secondly… have you forgotten that the Commander is an Eastern Huang, a very traditional one.”

Baltimore fell into deep thought, recalling what she had gleaned from Yorktown and the others…

The commander is just like a child, he likes to suck on things at night.

The commander can't get enough to eat with just one late-night snack; he needs several.

Hmm, Commander, meals taste better when eaten together.

some type of.

Anyway, Baltimore fell into deep self-doubt. Doesn't that mean you have some misunderstanding about the word "tradition"?

Bu Nao sensed the subtle expressions on Baltimore and Bremerton's faces and immediately knew they had misunderstood.

He said irritably, "What are you thinking? I'm talking about a different kind of tradition..."

"In short, the commander generally won't touch a ship that isn't a wedding vessel. This is to respect our wishes. Or, if we end up together in a muddled way, we'll definitely exchange vow rings the very next day. It's a responsibility, understand?"

“I think I understand…” Bremerton stroked his chin, as if he had discovered a new continent, and slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

"By the way! Baltimore! Since you've said that, why don't you give it a try? Just tie up the commander and push him away, then you'll know whether it's true or not, right?"

Baltimore said irritably, "Why don't you go do it yourself? Why do you insist on making me do it?"

"I'm doing this for your own good, aren't I? Look, if we succeed, it'll become a wedding ship, won't it?" Bremerton murmured.

Baltimore sneered, "To be honest."

"I don't have confidence, but I will have confidence if you succeed."

"You..." Baltimore once again experienced Bremerton's wild imagination.

"But, Bu Nao, you've been in the port for quite a while now. What are your feelings towards the Commander now? Tell me?"

Baltimore sat cross-legged on the yoga mat and asked with a curious look.

Because she often goes out for exercise and afternoon tea with Baltimore and Bremerton, Bu Nao is considered a good friend of both of them.

These are things that can only be said in private.

"Well, personally, I still think... my brother-in-law is very charming."

Bu Nao said something extraordinary in a very serious manner.

"Wow, you Radiant-class are really something! I've noticed that all of you sisters like to call the Commander 'brother-in-law'?" Bremerton hugged himself tightly.

"Why?" Baltimore asked, puzzled.

"Are you stupid? Isn't this more exciting?" Bremerton winked at Baltimore.

Baltimore twitched his lips. You guys really know how to play games.

“Indeed, both Kewei and Shengli said things like, ‘This brother-in-law is really too charming, damn it, we have to find a way to get rid of him,’” Bu Nao said, mimicking the tone of the two men.

"...Your older sister, Glorious, must have had a tough time, right?"

"No, my sister usually doesn't interfere..."

Since the topic had already been hyped up, the three women from Baltimore started to speak freely.

"By the way, Bu Nao, I've noticed that among you sisters, only Guanghui is called 'elder sister,' while the others are called by their first names? Is this a case of different treatment?"

"Heh, if you came to live with them and found that Seungri, the older sister, likes to tease you, and that Koki likes to steal your snacks and treats, after a while, you won't think of them as older sisters anymore."

Bu Nao sneered.

Baltimore touched her hair, wondering if she felt anything at all, since her sister ships were all quite informal with each other.

"That's nice, this feeling." Bremerton started to feel envious again.

"...You also seek thrills?" Bu Nao revealed a look of kindred spirit.

Baltimore, on the contrary, felt somewhat out of place with these two guys.

“Indeed, I’ve heard that this feeling is called… a sense of immorality?” Bremerton said.

Bu Nao revealed an admiring look: "You understand very well. Let me tell you, on one side is the brother-in-law you've fallen in love with, and on the other side is your own sister whom you've always admired, who is gentle, beautiful, generous, and has been incredibly good to you..."

"That feeling of entanglement, that struggle, and the guilt, surprise, happiness, and secret thrill after achieving the goal... I feel that I can't describe how wonderful it is."

Bu Nao's eyes revealed excitement as he spoke.

Bremerton immediately turned his gaze to Baltimore: "So, I'm ordering you to quickly take down the Commander, and then..."

She cupped her face in her hands, her expression radiant: "And then I was able to have a similar feeling, hehehehe..."

Baltimore is already numb. I've told this guy to watch less TV, but he just won't listen.

Look, this is yet another girl poisoned by TV dramas...

Baltimore is tired; it doesn't want to be verbally abused by its sister ship anymore.

Chapter 654 Girls Drifting on the Sea

Another day of exploring the sea. The weather was cloudy with a light breeze, and the sun felt quite warm on my skin.

But I still came up empty-handed, and I wanted to go home... even though this was only my first day out.

Ayanami, a destroyer from Sakura Empire, accompanied Fusō and Yamashiro, along with Dreamweaver...

Speaking of which, Ayanami finds it quite magical.

What kind of squad is this?

She is a game addict, a Japanese woman, a shrine maiden who writes, but in reality, she is the nanny of the goddess and the commander.

Then there's Yamashiro, the unlucky one. In the port area, she's basically the cute shrine maiden, and she gets petted by the commander like a cat from time to time.

Dreamweaver, one of the biggest sleep gods in the port, basically just closes her eyes, hugs her favorite pillow or doll, and curls up in her ship equipment that looks like a bed.

I feel like there's no one reliable on this team.

Ah, I really want to play games.

Ayanami looked distressed... though it wasn't visible on her expressionless face.

"What about this area? Is there any Desu?"

With a casual flick of the back of her sword, Ayanami slapped a great white shark that had charged out to attack them back into the sea...

Then I stared intently at the shark underwater and said, "If you dare to surface again, we'll have shark for dinner. It won't taste very good, but you asked for it."

Besides, I have Fusang here, she'll definitely be able to handle this smell well.

Fortunately, the shark chickened out and swam away, much to Ayanami's disappointment. She had wanted to play with the great white shark to relieve her boredom, but now it seemed impossible.

"Ayanami, I'm sorry, we still haven't found it... There's a small island ahead, should we take a break? We've been looking all morning, it should be lunchtime now."

Fusang checked the time and made a suggestion.

“Well, that’s fine. Anyway, it’s not a particularly urgent mission. The commander said to do our best…” Ayanami agreed.

The four-person team arrived at the island, a deserted island with lush vegetation.

Since it was only a short rest, they did not choose to venture deep into the rainforest. Instead, they found a flat beach, laid out a picnic blanket, and prepared to eat.

Fusang, as if by magic, produced matcha, flower tea, juice, as well as sandwiches, sushi, daifuku, and other foods. Of course, there was also some sashimi kept fresh in the ship's equipment space.

Rather than saying that the Fusō's ship equipment space was used to store supplies, it would be more accurate to say that it was used to keep food fresh.

Everyone enjoyed the meal immensely, and Shancheng looked blissfully happy.

Ayanami was quite satisfied; this was the only thing she wanted to eat after coming out.

"Coming out with you was absolutely the right decision; at least it satisfies my appetite."

Although she had no expression, the slightly glowing eyes and the blissful pink hue emanating from her pale skin made it clear that the Dream Weaver was extremely satisfied with Fusang's craftsmanship.

"You flatter me. I'm glad you're satisfied."

Fusang smiled slightly, pursing her lips.

"Speaking of which, we are able to sit down and eat together peacefully thanks to our little master."

"That's what the dream weaver said."

"Indeed, if it weren't for the fact that you're a retainer of the commander, I might have killed you the moment we met."

The honest Ayanami said honestly.

"A retainer? You could say that." Upon hearing the term "sakura Empire," the Dream Weaver remained noncommittal.

"Hmm, I wonder what the other sisters are eating at this time."

With sushi in his mouth, Yamashiro mumbled something indistinctly.

On a deserted island in another part of the sea at this time.

Richelieu was grilling fish here, looking quite uncomfortable.

This fish was caught on the spot.

"Is it almost ready? I'm hungry."

The Purifier stared motionless at the grilled fish, its mouth slightly open, saliva welling up at the corner of its lips.

"Can't you show a little respect? You've completely disgraced the Sirens." The observer said, exasperated.

"Huh? Do we Sirens still have any shame? Doesn't everyone in the port know what kind of persona we have?" The Purifier looked at the Observer strangely.

This silenced the observers.

It seems so. What kind of monsters and demons are the sirens in the port area now?

The brainless glutton purifier, the fun-loving person himself, the dream weaver of sleep, the grumpy older sister corporate slave builder, the tavern maid Empres, and the brick-moving miner Strencus.

It seems that before the young master returned, the villainous and mastermind personas that he and the Sirens had painstakingly built up had been almost completely ruined.

The observer thought for a long time but couldn't figure out which part of the process went wrong.

"The fish is grilled. Do you want some? If not, give it to me."

The Purifiers set their sights on the fish that the Observers hadn't yet obtained.

"Who said you wouldn't eat? Eat!"

After the observer decided to return, he set the Purifier on fire.

When indecision arises, that's the work of the Purifiers.