How do I start a romantic relationship with a ship girl?

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Especially that smell on his body...

The monarch's keen intuition told her that it was no ordinary taste.

Although what Xu Huan did was not within her jurisdiction, and given her current status, it wasn't appropriate for her to interfere...

The two hadn't made any vows or expressed any intimate feelings, and given Xu Huan's position as commander, even if they had, there was no legitimate reason to restrict his interactions with other ship girls...

But the monarch wanted to understand everything about Xu Huan.

Ever since Xu Huan moved into her house, a strange possessiveness has taken root in her heart.

Thinking this, the brain, which should have been in a state of sleep, began to become more and more awake. Finally, the monarch sat up and slowly left his room.

She paced back and forth in the hallway in her nightgown, hesitating for a long time before finally making up her mind and gently pushing open the door to Xu Huan's room.

The door was pushed open roughly to the size of a fist's gap, and through the opening, one could clearly see the young man lying on the bed, peacefully asleep...

The monarch stood outside the door, watching the young man for a long time.

She still has no tasks tomorrow, so even if she doesn't get a good rest today... there's no need to worry too much.

“Xu Huan...”

The ship girl standing outside the door ultimately did not take a step into the room.

After admiring Xu Huan's sleeping face from outside, the monarch sighed softly and then closed the door again.

Just as she was about to return to her room, a sudden thought arose in her mind and quickly filled her brain.

Xu Huan did take a shower in the shower before going to bed, and it seems he didn't put it in the washing machine...

Does that mean I can get from there—

The monarch's heart suddenly raced, and her feet began to move uncontrollably toward the shower room.

In the pitch-black living room, her eyes began to gleam faintly.

Pushing open the shower door, she found the clothes the young man had changed out of that day lying quietly in the laundry basket, just as she had expected, not yet machine-washed.

The strange smell that had been mentioned earlier seemed to emanate from the laundry basket, faint yet easily detected by the ship girl's keen nose.

The monarch walked slowly over, then gently knelt before the laundry basket and picked up the clothes Xu Huan had changed out of that day...

After hesitating for a moment, she slowly moved the clothes to the front of her nose.

"Sniff~~"

Although this seemed rather rude and perverse, the monarch's strong thirst for knowledge and possessiveness prevailed at that moment.

I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to figure out where this smell came from...

The monarch sniffed it gently for a while, but still couldn't discern its specific source.

Unfortunately, she lacked extensive knowledge outside of combat, and hadn't learned the relevant information in this relatively niche area.

The ship girl looked at Xu Huan's clothes, bit her lip, and then took them in her hand.

She remembered someone in the port area.

Perseus.

Putting everything else aside, as a doctor, she should have her own understanding of this smell...

I don't have anything else to do tomorrow, so I might as well go to Perseus and ask her to help me figure out the source of the corresponding flavor.

And she and Xu Huan must not know the real truth.

If he wanted to keep it a secret from both of them, then the clothes in his hand couldn't reveal their true appearance... otherwise Perseus would immediately recognize that their owner was Xu Huan.

After hesitating for a moment, the monarch took out a T-shirt he usually wore from his wardrobe, put it together with the shirt Xu Huan was wearing, and kneaded it vigorously for a while.

Only when he could smell a similar scent on his own clothes did the monarch put the young man's clothes back where they belonged and stuff his own T-shirt into a sealed bag...

......

the next morning.

After using the excuse that she hadn't been sleeping well lately to deflect Xu Huan's questions about the dark circles under the ship girl's eyes, Monarch took the bag she had prepared in advance and went to the port's medical room.

According to the duty roster, Perseus is on duty in the infirmary today.

Upon seeing the monarch, Perseus himself was somewhat surprised, and a slight ripple appeared on his usually calm face.

It's important to know that monarchs generally try to avoid being seen by others whenever possible...

“Your Majesty, this is a rare guest…” Perseus, seated in her chair, looked at the tall, beautiful woman before her and said with some surprise, “Were you injured during a recent mission at sea? But I didn’t see any such information in the logbook—”

“No…” The monarch shook his head decisively and placed the prepared bag on the table in front of Perseus.

"My clothes have a strange smell... Could you help me identify the source of the smell? This is quite important to me, it's really troublesome..."

"Hmm? That's a strange request..."

Perseus blinked expressionlessly and looked at the bag.

Inside were what appeared to be the monarch's clothes, which looked quite ordinary.

As the monarch requested, she untied the bag, and immediately a faint, familiar scent wafted out.

Perseus's expressionless face faltered slightly, then she looked thoughtfully at the monarch's chest...

"I heard that Lady Monarch and the Commander are already living together... but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly..."

"Hmm?" The monarch frowned slightly. "What does this mean?"

“One part of it has a milky aroma…” Perseus looked at his own chest, then at the monarch’s chest.

Her meaning was quite clear, and the monarch was stunned into place.

"And... what about the rest?"

"The rest... it's all the same flavor..." Perseus replied.

"That kind?"

"The bodily fluids that overflow during intimate moments."

Chapter 140 Don't Refuse Me Anymore

That evening, after finishing his daily work, Xu Huan returned to the monarch's home after once again declining Belfast's invitation.

When he got home, he greeted everyone as usual, but the ship girl, who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, didn't immediately pay attention to him, whether because she was focused on cooking or for some other reason.

At first, he thought the other party hadn't heard him, so he didn't pay much attention. It wasn't until the monarch brought the food to the table and didn't say a word to him with a cold face that Xu Huan realized something was wrong.

Seeing the other person sitting at the table with a rice bowl in hand, expressionless, their eyes cold and seemingly devoid of anything but food, Xu Huan felt a pang of guilt and swallowed hard.

What's wrong with the monarch today? Did he do something wrong?

Judging solely from whether my actions are right or wrong, it seems like I do almost everything wrong every day...

Or is it that I've picked up that smell the monarch mentioned last night?

But I didn't do anything today... so it shouldn't be happening.

Thinking of this, Xu Huan felt a little guilty and sniffed his own body.

Great... everything is normal.

Unable to figure out the situation, he looked at his own bowl and chopsticks still set on the dining table, hesitated for a moment, and then sat down in his seat as usual.

Upon seeing the young man sit down, the monarch's lips twitched slightly without leaving a trace, but he quickly returned to normal.

The two ate their meal in silence, without saying a word.

Xu Huan wanted to say something several times, but whenever he met the cold gaze of the ship girl opposite him, he unconsciously swallowed his words.

To be honest, this was the first time he had been completely overwhelmed in terms of presence.

Although a large part of the reason was because of what happened last night and I felt guilty...

He didn't know why he felt guilty... even though his relationship with the monarch was perfectly normal.

Halfway through the meal, the monarch remained silent for a long time before finally putting down his cutlery and sighing.

Xu Huan realized that the other party was finally about to speak, so he immediately put down his chopsticks and raised his head.

“Xu Huan.…”

The monarch spoke softly, tapping his knife and fork lightly against his plate, producing a clinking sound.

"what happened?"

"Did you go to see other ship girls last night? You mean that so-called mission..."

It really happened yesterday...

Xu Huan coughed lightly and cleared his throat.

"Yes...it happened rather suddenly, I didn't expect it either..."

"She called you over... to do that kind of thing together?" The monarch raised his eyes, his gaze towards the young man still cold.

She was waiting for Xu Huan's reply.

Having already obtained solid evidence, she wanted to see if the young man would lie about such a trivial matter.