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

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"Thanks..."

After spending a long time together, Frederick understood Zibuli's personality and wondered if he should go to the supermarket to buy some sweets as a thank you. He then turned and left the laboratory.

Shortly after she left the laboratory, another ship girl in military uniform with long blonde hair happened to pass by the laboratory entrance.

The ship girl has a delicate face and a heroic spirit between her brows. She has no makeup and no face powder. Just by looking at her, she has a cold and aloof temperament that is very much in line with Ironblood.

"It's this late... are the lab lights still on?"

The ship girl noticed that the laboratory lights were still on and muttered to herself in confusion.

The ship girls in the port area are basically familiar with Zibuli's schedule. If there are no major projects that need to be rushed, the laboratory at this time should normally be empty.

The ship girls aren't worried about outsiders sneaking into the laboratory in the port area. As of now, no enemy has been born who would dare to do such a thing in Ironblood.

After confirming once again that there were no projects in the port area that required Zibuli's assistance, the ship girl stopped her journey back to her residence and instead gently pushed open the door to the laboratory.

My eyes swept around, and the laboratory was just like always—disorganized instruments and whiteboards covered with various research materials were piled up everywhere, and there was nothing different about it.

Looking at the somewhat messy laboratory, the ship girl frowned slightly, then relaxed.

Zibuli specifically mentioned that she didn't need help tidying up or arranging things. Although the huge pile of things in front of her looked messy, she, who had been in the lab all the time, could always find the instrument she needed immediately. If someone moved things easily, then it would be a real mess for her.

Many people have this habit.

The ship girl walked through the somewhat messy corridor and looked towards the inside of the laboratory, where a petite figure was gently fiddling with something at a workbench.

With a hint of curiosity, she slowly approached.

Although Zibuli usually seems a bit frivolous, once she gets into work mode, her level of concentration is much higher than most people. Therefore, it wasn't until the ship girl got very close that she twitched her ears slightly and heard the sound.

However, Zibuli thought that Frederick, who had just left, had returned. Without stopping what she was doing, she muttered, "Don't worry, Sister Frederick, this is nothing to me!"

Frederick? Was it she who came to ask Zibuli for help?

What kind of emergency could occur at this time? Why haven't I seen the corresponding report in the port log?

The ship girl standing behind him frowned.

She moved a little closer.

As the distance between them gradually closed, she began to sense a different kind of mental energy emanating from the table in the purple cloth, gradually filling the air above the laboratory.

This aura...

The ship girl's pupils contracted slightly as she looked at the crystal in Zi Buli's hand with considerable disbelief.

Silently memorizing the appearance of the crystal, the ship girl hesitated for a moment, but instead of directly asking Zi Buli about her doubts, she turned around and slowly walked away towards the door.

Frederick... and Hutten, who has been missing for some time.

These sister ships... they're really up to something big behind the scenes...

Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Day After Tomorrow?

Xu Huan opened his eyes.

Before him was a still somewhat dim ceiling, with streaks of dawn sunlight filtering through the curtains and falling on his face and the smooth, clean back of the ship girl beside him.

The clock on the table was pointing exactly to six o'clock.

Gently lifting the blanket, Xu Huan looked at the bite marks and bright red lip prints left on his body from last night, and recalled the madness of the clingy little wildcat beside him last night.

This time, Hu Teng seemed to be stronger than before, but even so, in the middle of the night, due to exhaustion, she was forced to hand over the initiative to herself, and then turned into a pillow princess who could only babble.

Like fish on a chopping board, at their mercy.

Xu Huan sensed the active mental energy within his body and felt that he was more energetic than ever before, and even his body seemed to feel much lighter.

The benefits of the fusion of their mental energies seem to be much greater than imagined...

but--

Xu Huan glanced at Hu Teng, who was still fast asleep beside him.

It seems like I get more benefits from the ship girls than they get from me...

If this trend continues, shouldn't I be more proactive?

Xu Huan thought about it and immediately shook his head.

While this does provide a certain boost to one's psionic abilities, it would be a bit too utilitarian to seek out ship girls to do those things just for that.

The greatest comfort comes from both emotional and physical satisfaction.

A union without an emotional foundation is merely a simple release of desire...

We should just let nature take its course.

The young man got out of bed and went into the shower to wash up. As he was washing his face, he heard the pattering sound of bare feet on the floor behind him.

Hu Teng, still half-asleep, came up behind Xu Huan. Without saying anything, he wrapped his arms around Xu Huan's waist, embracing him completely.

Two soft touches came from behind, and upon closer inspection, one could even detect two dangerously protruding curves above them.

"You're up? Did I just wake you up? And why aren't you dressed?"

"I think you'd prefer not to wear clothes..." the ship girl murmured indistinctly.

"Really?"

"No...it's just that the clothes seem to have been torn last night..."

Xu Huan recalled how Hu Teng had torn his clothes apart last night because they were in the way, and laughed, "You tore them yourself, it has nothing to do with me."

"Um...."

Hu Teng nodded noncommittally, then tightened his grip on Xu Huan's waist.

Noticing the ship girl's movements, Xu Huan stopped wringing out the towel and asked:

"Would you like to do it again?"

"...Um."

After agreeing, Hu Teng gently bit the young man's back and said, "Be gentle this time..."

......

after an hour.

After lending one of his clothes to Hu Teng to wear temporarily back to his residence, Xu Huan changed into clean clothes and went out for a morning run in the surrounding small garden.

The intensity of his morning run no longer provides much exercise for his current body. He does it to extinguish the fire that Hu Teng had recently stirred up within him.

As the saying goes, "They not only kill, they also bury."

But after a night of fighting, Hu Teng's body was clearly unable to keep up with his pace, and all that remained of his being was his mouth.

Having no other option, Xu Huan had to find another way to relieve his excess energy.

After running a few laps, the silver-haired head maid arrived nearby on time, pushing her cart, just like always.

"Hmm? Master... why did Master suddenly decide to do morning exercise today?" Belfast was also a little surprised to see Xu Huan jogging.

But since Xu Huan was here, she, as a maid, naturally did not intend to leave. So she pushed the cart and stood by the garden, watching the young man run around the small garden, while silently counting in her mind.

Finally, after running for about half an hour and twenty-six laps, Xu Huan stopped, his forehead slightly sweaty, and the energy he had been holding back was somewhat relieved.

Seeing this, Belfast also took out a wet wipe and stepped forward.

She wanted to wipe the sweat from Xu Huan's forehead, but as soon as she reached out, Xu Huan misunderstood her intention.

"Good morning, Belfast, thank you..."

When the young man saw Belfast hand out a wet wipe, he reached out and took it directly, causing the head maid's hand to freeze in mid-air.

Belfast paused for a moment, a barely perceptible hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes, but she quickly composed herself and replied, "Good morning, Master... Are you in such high spirits today?"

"Hmm... I'm full of energy, I need to find a place to vent."

"It seems that Master's health has basically recovered... What are Master's plans for today?"

"What are your plans for today?"

Xu Huan thought of the materials in his storage space and the few branches and weeds he had collected: "Take me to see Kimbulee today? Isn't she in charge of scientific research in the port area? I need her help with something..."

“Jinbuli? Yes, Master.”

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Soon after, in front of a magnificent, golden palace.

Xu Huan looked at the palace, which looked exactly the same as other royal buildings, and with great effort, he finally found the words "Royal Research Laboratory" in a corner.

To be honest, if Belfast hadn't led the way and he hadn't had an accurate map, probably no one would have guessed that the palace in front of him was actually the royal laboratory.

“Master…” Belfast noticed Xu Huan’s confusion and explained, “The buildings in the port area are generally very consistent in style, basically all designed according to Her Majesty Elizabeth’s ideas…”

“Elizabeth...? If it’s her, then it’s not surprising.” Xu Huan was relieved to hear this.

Kids really do like shiny gold things, but does she have OCD?

The buildings closer to the center of the port area all seem to look pretty much the same...

However, from another perspective, such uniform and orderly buildings also have certain advantages; at least the enemy will have a hard time finding important targets when bombing.