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

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From the royal perspective, if we disregard economic and logistical considerations, Xu Huan undoubtedly intended to transform the royal headquarters into a solid fortress, meticulously crafted inside and out. If the requirements hadn't been slightly relaxed at the end, it would have looked almost identical to an army.

Putting aside other factors, at the very least, the overall alert level and safety level of the port area can be improved by following a set of procedures.

After Belfast left, it was getting late, and the young man, who was already feeling a little hungry, prepared to start looking for food.

His original plan was to go to Aurora's place next door for a meal, but then he thought that it wouldn't be appropriate to go there again today after he had just been there yesterday, so he opened the refrigerator in the house instead.

Belfast made excellent arrangements; the refrigerator was fully stocked with meat, vegetables, dairy, and eggs, all neatly arranged, and there were also plenty of alcoholic beverages prepared for a relaxing drink.

Normally, Xu Huan is basically a teetotaler. Besides the corresponding regulations in the army, the most important reason is that he himself is not very good at drinking.

He won't give himself any chance to relax or slack off unless he's in a safe environment.

"Psionic energy can certainly protect the body and mind from the harmful effects of alcohol, but drinking isn't really fun if you don't crave a slightly tipsy state..." Xu Huan picked up one of the bottles and muttered to himself.

I have no other plans for tonight, and I'm gradually recovering...

He suddenly wanted to take a break.

That kind of fake feeling where you can empty your mind and not have to think about anything.

I don't want to think about human alliances, land alliances, ship girls, sirens, or anything like that. I just want to be able to stop and rest for a while, even if it's just for one night.

Since joining the army, he has lost the corresponding understanding of the word "vacation".

An endless swarm of killer bees, starfish harboring malice towards humans, and bird-men who never utter a word except for taunts and profanities...

Star Wars, Holy Lands, Cavemen, Omnic Rebellion...

He is a sharp blade for humanity, and he must go wherever he is needed.

Running back and forth, exhausted from dealing with everything...

Xu Huan took the wine, walked to the window, and looked at the fiery red clouds in the sky, with fine rays of light constantly shining through the branches onto his face.

“Boss, you said you’d send me to a vacation planet for a while… I think this place is pretty good…” he said, removing the mental energy’s protection over his consciousness, opening the bottle, and taking a small sip.

A refreshing sweetness instantly filled his brain, and the young man squinted his eyes in comfort.

"Ha—it's been so long since I've had any... I don't even know what kind of wine this is, it's a complete waste... cough cough cough..." The aftereffects hit his head, and Xu Huan coughed twice, choking on the alcohol.

"This is Ironblood's liquor... It's normal if you don't like it the first time." A familiar voice suddenly appeared beside him. Xu Huan turned his head and saw that Hu Teng had arrived in front of his house at some point, holding a bag and looking at him.

She watched Xu Huan choke, her yellowish eyes narrowing slightly, as if she had discovered something new and interesting.

"Looks like I've arrived just in time? Won't you invite me in for a seat?"

The ship girl raised the bag in her hand.

Inside were slippers I'd just bought at the supermarket, with a cute wolf head sticker on top that was particularly eye-catching.

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"What?!!!!"

A girl's exclamation echoed from inside the luxurious palace.

Elizabeth sat on her throne, looking at the two ship girls standing below with disbelief.

Her two most trusted ship girls in the port are Warspite and Belfast.

The two were in charge of every aspect of the port, from the inside out. Elizabeth was able to do what she wanted every day without having to work, largely thanks to their efforts.

But today, Elizabeth suddenly felt betrayed.

Just a short while ago, the two of them suddenly came to the palace together, saying they had something to explain to her.

At first, Elizabeth thought the two of them were trying to persuade her because she felt that she had been playing around and being lazy lately, not doing anything serious. She had prepared a good excuse in her mind.

But things were far more serious than she had imagined.

“Commander??!! No, that... that commoner?! When did this happen? Why haven’t I heard a word about it?” Elizabeth’s lips parted slightly, her face filled with disbelief.

How could the flagship of the Royal Navy be unaware that the Commander was actually in its own port?!

"Your Majesty, I've actually written all of this down in the port's daily reports, but you haven't really read them, have you?" Warspite explained helplessly, "It's been about two days now..."

Warspite and Belfast had long anticipated that Elizabeth would not touch the so-called daily report, so their explanation was quite firm.

"Uh...you should remind me of this, I'm so busy with state affairs, how would I know so much..." Elizabeth still looked very angry, but her tone had unconsciously softened a lot.

"His Majesty is still the same as always..." Belfast said with a hint of helplessness.

Elizabeth is fine in every way, but as a flagship, she's a bit too childish, or rather, she's no different from a child at all.

Even its size is the same; it's a battleship, but it's almost comparable to a certain aircraft carrier from the White Eagles.

"Fine, I'll let this matter slide for now... But why do I also have to go on patrol?! Who came up with this idea?!"

"This is the master's will, Your Majesty."

Elizabeth was even more embarrassed and annoyed upon hearing this:

"What?! Cricket, a mere commoner, has only been in the port area for a few days and already dares to step on my head? He's just a human. Next time I see him, I'll make sure he knows the power of the Royal Navy flagship!"

“Your Majesty… the Commander is no ordinary person…” Fearing that Elizabeth might say something outrageous, Warspite quickly added, “Judging from the strength he has shown so far, he is at least on par with Bismarck.”

“Bismarck…? Cricket Bismarck, so what?! I won’t let him off so easily!” The girl’s voice suddenly became much softer.

"Furthermore, the master has volunteered to be on the same duty shift as Your Majesty."

After a long silence, Elizabeth whispered:

"...I understand. You may all leave."

Chapter Forty-Two: Kiss

"I heard from Belfast that you were supposed to arrive tomorrow, right? How come you're here tonight?"

Xu Huan sat in a chair, holding a wine bottle, watching the figures constantly moving back and forth in the kitchen and the 'bang bang' sounds coming from chopping vegetables, and asked curiously.

His cooking skills weren't very good, and neither was Hu Teng's.

However, according to the ship girl, she had her own insights into what to make as snacks to go with drinks, so Xu Huan felt at ease handing over the kitchen to her.

At this moment, he was wearing slippers embroidered with wolf heads, his toes slightly raised, which made the wolf heads twist and look even more ferocious.

Upon hearing Xu Huan's question, the sounds from the kitchen paused noticeably before a slow, deliberate explanation came through.

"That's what Belfast thinks, and that's what you think, Commander. Many people subconsciously assume I won't be visiting until tomorrow, so no one will know what happened tonight..."

Unlike the Royal Fortune, Hutten wouldn't sit in his hotel room eating snacks and obediently waiting for the next day to arrive.

She prefers to take the initiative.

"Uh... your statement makes it sound like we have some kind of improper relationship..."

"Ready, Commander."

"Cough cough cough... Don't joke like that." Xu Huan almost choked on the wine in his throat when Hu Teng said that.

“This is no joke…” After quickly preparing the appetizers, Hu Teng carried the plate to the dining room: “I really have this plan in mind… and I don’t intend to ask for your opinion, Commander.”

After putting down the plate, Hu Teng opened the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of beer for himself.

"We don't have enough time, so let's keep our snacks simple..."

"As long as there's something to eat, that's fine."

The plate contained Ironblood's signature sausages, cut into small pieces and sprinkled with what was said to be Ironblood's secret seasoning. It had a unique flavor when eaten with drinks.

"Sit next to you?"

Although Hu Teng asked the question, his body movements showed no sign of stopping. Before Xu Huan could answer, he directly chose a seat next to Xu Huan and sat down right next to him.

"casual."

As soon as Xu Huan finished speaking, a pleasant fragrance wafted from beside him. Unlike Hu Teng's usual light fragrance, this scent was richer and more intense, yet still quite different from those pungent perfumes.

"you...."

"I took a shower before coming here." Hu Teng's lips curled into a subtle smile.

"Otherwise, wouldn't it be very inconvenient to wash here with the commander?"

"It seems even more inconvenient to come here after taking a shower..." Xu Huan picked up a piece of sausage and took another swig of wine.

Taking a shower, at night, a lonely woman, drinking.

It's impossible to say that there's no ambiguity in these words when they're put together.

What's more, it was washed in advance...

There's a feeling that something was premeditated.

Xu Huan glanced at Hu Teng and noticed that the other man was also sizing him up.

His eyes were dangerous, as if he were looking at a very delicious meal.

Sensing the young man's gaze, the ship girl, just like before, not only showed no sign of backing down, but instead slightly opened her mouth, extended her pink tongue, and gently scraped against his full, glossy, and alluring lips.

Hu Teng's action was rather ambiguous, or rather, full of some kind of pink implication. Xu Huan felt as if some kind of heat was constantly surging out of his body, so he had to quickly look away.

Seeing this, the ship girl smiled slightly, moved closer to him again, and leaned her entire body weight slightly, almost touching him as she half-rested against Xu Huan.

A delicate fragrance lingered around my nose, and I could feel a soft touch brushing against my hand. I could even feel the ship girl's warm breath on my face.