My ship girl setup is off...

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"Yes, Commander, when are you going to swear an oath with us?" Vanguard played with the end of his hair with his right hand and said shyly. If possible, let's do it tonight. We don't need anything too fancy. We just need the Commander to propose to us on one knee under the golden-orange lights.

"Hehe~, no rush, it's already in the planning stage. Have you ever seen a commander who wants to swear an oath to their ship girl the very next day? Later." Zheng Ri took a sip of milk tea from his lips and said slowly. He could now enjoy the services of the ship girl as a matter of course, and Plymouth was even more enthusiastic about it. Moreover, Plymouth's body was fragrant and soft. What a good thing.

"Alright then, I hope you can keep your promise, Commander," Vanguard said, but in his heart he felt that it was no different from the next time. In that case, it had to be done again tonight.

"Okay, it's true. Instead of that, I'm thinking about what I can do." After finishing the milk tea, Zheng Ri pondered what to do today. He had already finished studying for the day, so what else could he do besides going back to review today's knowledge?

I can't just sit around the ship girls all day doing nothing, can I? I don't know if I'll get bored, but the ship girls definitely will. But since I have so much money, why not buy a handheld console and play some games? The Switch is too expensive; I couldn't afford it before. Now that I can, why not buy one? Wait, wouldn't that be considered embezzlement?

It's alright, Commander. Even if the ship girls do nothing, they'll never get tired of being with you. As long as you don't marry a human woman, that's enough, Commander. Please forgive Plymouth's selfishness.

While holding Plymouth, he was using telepathy to listen to what the commander was saying, but he didn't say anything, because according to the commander's personality, he would definitely start building ship girls soon, and time was running out.

In the end, Zhengri still went with Qianwei and Plymouth to buy two handheld consoles and some of their formal attire. After all, they couldn't wear their ship outfits all year round, could they? When asked why they needed two handheld consoles, Qianwei insisted on buying one too, her reason being...

What?! You're not including me in the game?!

As for clothes, both the avant-garde and Plymouth families bought many sets, either long or short, because the outer garments and inner garments were different.

"Commander, could you come here for a moment? I'm stuck in my clothes."

"Coming, coming!" Upon hearing Plymouth's distress call, Zheng Ri put away his phone and headed to the locker room. However, before he could even enter, he was pulled inside. There, he saw Deck right in front of him and Plymouth's flushed face.

"Commander, could you help Plymouth change her clothes?"

Chapter 32 Activating Riding Skills

"Plymouth, are you sure you want me to help you change?" He moved the deckboard away from his face and began using it.

Are you looking at Plymouth with that expression that thinks I'm really stupid? I think it's you who has impure motives.

“I’m sorry, Commander, I won’t wear this dress.” Plymouth held up a pink and white dress that looked like it had a high waist and was tied around the waist in front of Zheng Ri. However, Plymouth herself was more alluring than the dress.

No, I can't watch anymore, or my little brother will throw up again, and if this continues, his body will become bloated.

"Your clothes... no, isn't this Hanfu?" Zheng Ri looked at the high-waisted, belted garment in front of him and wondered why it seemed like he had seen it somewhere before. It turned out to be Hanfu. This must be difficult to wear.

"Plymouth, why don't you ask a shop assistant to help you change? All the shops here are run by independent ship girls, and I really don't know how to do this..." Masahiro scratched his head in confusion. This outfit wasn't like a dress that you could just throw on; the process was extremely complicated, and most importantly...

Why would someone who doesn't even have a girlfriend bother learning how to wear these clothes? To wear them himself?

“Commander, Plymouth still hopes you can help me put on the clothes.” Plymouth held the clothes in her hands and used her advantage to inch forward, coaxing the commander. The shop assistants weren’t her sisters from her port, so that wouldn’t work. The main point was that the commander would help her put on the clothes.

“Okay, how about this, you buy Plymouth first, and I’ll check how to wear this dress tonight.” Zheng Ri hugged Plymouth’s waist with his left hand and patted her head with his right. If he didn’t really not know how to wear it, he would definitely want to see Plymouth’s alluring dress.

It's possible that while you're looking at it, you might not even recognize it as clothing anymore.

"Thank you, Commander. I hope that my new clothes will continue to please you as always." Hearing Zheng Ri's promise, Plymouth was overjoyed. If she had wings, she would probably be so happy that she would flap them.

"You are my ship girls, and you have all sacrificed so much for me. I am just doing what I can to help you." Zheng Ri's movements gradually became gentle. Thinking about how much her ship girls had done, she was deeply moved and didn't know what she could do to repay them.

"It's alright, Commander. We've all gathered around you because of your existence, so please don't worry about it." Plymouth hugged the commander tightly. Some things don't need to be said; they're understood in their hearts.

I don't know why my body feels a bit hot and damp...

"...Commander, do you still want it? I'm sorry, Plymouth's body is acting strangely..." After saying that, Plymouth kept rubbing against Zheng Ri's body, and a blush gradually crept onto her face. This desire but inability to have it made Zheng Ri feel a little aroused.

"No, I really don't have a single drop left!" Zheng Ri said with a face full of refusal. Just thinking about how Qian Wei had almost sucked his soul out of him and sent him to heaven not long ago, and now he was coming again? Even a bull couldn't withstand it.

I was drained seven or eight times in less than a day, who can stand that? There's a limit to how much I enjoy sex.

"I'm sorry, Commander, Plymouth has turned into a slutty girl..." Plymouth gasped for breath, fully aware of what she was doing, but there was nothing she could do. This kind of thing was just too addictive. She hadn't even taken the final step yet, and this was already happening. If she made the vow, there would probably be a great flood.

"Alright, Plymouth, let me go first, then take a few deep breaths, yes, that's it." Zheng Ri separated himself from Plymouth and let her take a few deep breaths. She was definitely not right. No one's face turns red so easily and she's full of energy.

"Commander, thank you so much." Plymouth's face was still red even though she had cooled down quickly, and some things that had just flashed through her mind made her afraid to look the commander in the eye, such as imprisonment, drugs, and scent addiction... It was too perverted.

"Well, let's talk about it later. Since you like it, let's buy this style of Hanfu first." Zheng Ri didn't dare to touch Plymouth anymore, otherwise it wouldn't be good if he got into that awkward state again. He would have to go back and ask Akashi what was going on.

Afterwards, Masahi asked Plymouth to talk to the ship girl attendants, but there were no good designs. The main reason was that Plymouth's body was too outstanding. Even Masahi could feel the envious gazes of the ship girl attendants. However, the avant-garde who came out couldn't smile because compared to Plymouth, he himself was probably flat-chested.

After walking around for a while, Zheng Ri felt like his legs were about to break before he finally stopped. After being completely drained all day, he should have collapsed from exhaustion after walking for so long. But for some reason, Zheng Ri felt like his physical condition was better than before, and he wasn't as tired.

That's a good thing, I guess.

After returning, Zhengri didn't plan to teach Plymouth how to cook anymore. He'll definitely do it next time. Now that they've bought the Switch, they should definitely play it properly. Unfortunately, he was dragged to take a shower.

"Commander, you've been out for so long, you must be sweating a lot. Why don't you take a shower?"

"I understand the logic, so what are you doing here?" Looking at Qianwei, who had changed into a maid outfit, Zheng Ri really wanted to say, "Girl, your map of Yan is too short. All you have is a knife."

"After all, I am the commander's maid, since the real maids aren't here..."

"Then I'll definitely take over," Qianwei said proactively as he approached Zhengri, as if to say, "Leave it all to me." He then prepared to take off Zhengri's clothes one by one without saying a word.

"No, I can do it myself. You should go watch your anime... Okay." Zheng Ri wanted to kick Qian Wei out, but he gave in to her unchanging smile, as if she wouldn't act until she saw the benefit.

When Zheng Ri took off his clothes, little did he know that Qian Wei was looking at him as if he were a tender and delicious little lamb, just waiting for the big bad wolf to come on stage.

"Just help me wipe my back... Avant-garde?" Zheng Ri sensed something was wrong. He turned around and was hugged, no, he was put on top of her.

"Commander, would you like to be a Trojan horse for once?" Vanguard shoved his small deck against Zheng Ri's face, his meaning clear: he was preparing to activate the Riding A skill.

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"Sorry, Commander, I sat too hard..." Vanguard apologized to Zheng Ri, who was lying on his lap. He was about to reach out when he met Zheng Ri's expressionless face, so he silently withdrew his hand.

"Not bad, at least you know to apologize. Do you know how many times you guys have drained me in a day? I'm practically dried up." Zheng Ri turned around, facing Qian Wei's soft and sensitive abdomen. Smelling the virgin fragrance emanating from Qian Wei, Zheng Ri felt his fatigue ease a bit.

"It's all because you're too tempting, Commander..." Vanguard pinched his golden hair with his right hand, turning and playing with it somewhat guiltily. He stopped making excuses. He just wanted to seduce you. Although he had done almost everything except for the final step of penetration, and had replenished a lot of sugar before and after, he definitely wouldn't ask for more for a while. He was fine doing this, but the Commander would definitely be in trouble.

"..." Zheng Ri glanced at Qian Wei, not wanting to speak anymore. He thought to himself that something was wrong with how things were going. Logically speaking, after meeting a ship girl, shouldn't it be about getting to know each other, having a period of mutual longing and reluctance, and finally falling in love gradually through everyday interactions, exchanging rings and making vows before finally getting to know each other?

Why did they cut out this middle part? It's like they're just jumping straight to sex. On the first day, she reveals her true nature and starts kissing at noon. In the afternoon, she meets with the ship girls in the port, and then there's another round in the evening. And today, she's either being exploited or on her way to being exploited. Is there something wrong with this? Is this reasonable?

Thinking of this, Zheng Ri closed his eyes, ceasing to think about it, and instead focused on his recovering body. For some reason, it seemed that his physical condition had gradually improved over the past two days, and his body, which had been very tired before, was not so tired now.

Buddha, I make a wish upon you: I want to become a Commander of the Ancient Gods. Thank you for your great support. Amen.

After making this potentially controversial request to Buddha, Zheng Ri left the lap pillow of the wicked avant-garde woman and turned to the lap pillow of the gentle little angel Plymouth. Under Plymouth's gentle massage, Zheng Ri felt it was about time, so he sat up, tore open the packaging of the NS handheld console he had bought, read the instruction manual, inserted the game cartridge, turned it on, and entered Cybernetic.

Women only disturb my resolve; only games are true love. With no woman in my heart, drawing my sword is effortless. The first page of the sword manual: forget your beloved.

Zheng Ri silently recited it in his heart, then lay back down on Plymouth's lap pillow, once again enjoying Plymouth's service. Plymouth and Qianwei, who had activated their telepathic connection, exchanged a glance and laughed in unison.

It seems the commander is unaware that everything he eats, drinks, uses, and buys is being paid for with our money.

But, Lord Vanguard, isn't this what we wanted to see? Commander, just being by our side like this is enough.

Well, that's the gist of it, and as long as the plan is proceeding smoothly, that's fine. But personally, I don't think it's necessary; the commander can't go anywhere anyway.

It's obvious that Zheng Ri has forgotten what Plymouth said. If he really does that, he'll probably be heading to the basement soon.

“Commander, would you like a drink? Plymouth just made you a hand-squeezed hot orange juice. If you would like some, the Vanguard will bring it to you.” Plymouth stopped massaging the commander and then glanced at the Vanguard, who knew exactly what was going on.

After squeezing so much, we definitely need to replenish it; it's unacceptable to go beyond what we're taking in.

"Hmm," Zheng Ri, engrossed in picking up trash at the start, didn't notice what Plymouth was saying. Rather, he had already implicitly accepted his trust in Plymouth.

The avant-garde who received the signal went to the kitchen and brought out three glasses of heated orange juice, thinking to himself, "As expected of Plymouth, they really thought of everything."

After placing the orange juice on the table, the Vanguard inserted a straw into one of the glasses, then changed out of her formal attire from the store into a maid outfit. She then knelt down, placed the orange juice next to the Commander, held the straw to his lips, and said apologetically:

"I'm so sorry, Master. I, your maid, have made some...mistakes, and I humbly beg your forgiveness." Vanguard tried her best to keep her tone gentle, because she knew that if she thought of anything else, her tone might sound off, like she was about to vomit.

It wouldn't be good if the crane acted so strangely.

"Hoo... Master forgives your mistake, Vanguard." After taking a big gulp, Zheng Ri issued a proclamation. He wasn't really angry to begin with. Who would hold a grudge against their own ship girl? However, Vanguard didn't leave immediately.

Why aren't you leaving yet?

"After you finish drinking, my dear master~, do you need me to feed you? I can feed you mouth to mouth." Qianwei made what he thought was a very handsome smile.

"No, let me stay here for a while, my dear Avant-garde." Just thinking about how Avant-garde was always lusting after her body, Zheng Ri immediately refused, even though refusing might not make much of a difference.

When Qianwei heard Zheng Ri call him "darling," his mood brightened considerably. After Zheng Ri finished his drink, Qianwei stood up and returned to the sofa. However, instead of going back to his original seat, he sat down where Zheng Ri's lap was, placing his lap on his own. He then turned on the phone the Commander had bought for him, switched to an anime he was interested in, and began fulfilling his maid duties while sipping his hot drink, even though he wasn't actually a maid.

Plymouth watched the Commander playing games on her lap and the Vanguard watching the anime he wanted to watch, and wondered if this was the scene the Belfast Head Maid hoped to see. Indeed, it was truly wonderful.

For ship girls, nothing is more important than having their commander by their side and their sisters doing what they want to do safely. Plymouth thought to herself, and picked up a cup of hot drink she had made and took a sip.

很甜

Later, when it was almost time to eat dinner, Zheng Ri did not let Plymouth cook alone. Instead, he planned to teach Plymouth some dishes that he knew how to cook.

"Commander, would you like to teach Plymouth some of the dishes you know how to cook?"

“Yes, didn’t you go to some supermarkets to buy some meat, vegetables and seasonings on the way back? Let me teach you some.” Zheng Ri patted Plymouth’s head, thinking that he planned to give the royal lady a little Eastern shock.

Chapter 34: More Important Than Destroying the World, Intimacy

"After marinating the ribs with seasonings, set them aside to let them absorb the flavor. When cooking rice, place a high rack on top and put the ribs on it. They'll be ready when the rice is cooked. The braised lion's head meatballs need to be prepared in advance, but we don't have much time now, so we'll make them for tomorrow in advance..." Zheng Ri was teaching Plymouth some of his own dishes, such as steamed ribs with black bean sauce and steamed sea bass, while the latter was frantically absorbing the knowledge.

"As expected of the Commander, you easily accomplished what Plymouth couldn't. But Plymouth will study even harder." Smelling the gradually wafting aroma and the dishes in front of him, Plymouth couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. As for Zheng Ri, he didn't think much of it. It was just that it was the first time he had cooked for the girl he liked, and the feeling was indeed different.

It's probably the feeling of having someone waiting for you when you get home.

"What's the big deal? Come on, take these dishes out. I bet Qianwei is already impatient." He turned on the rice cooker, then used tongs to pick up a plate of ribs and put it on the counter. All he had to do next was scoop up the rice.

“Commander, please let Plymouth handle this. You’ve had a long journey today. Please leave the rest to me.” Plymouth stopped Zheng Ri, took the rice scoop back from his hand, and prepared to expel him. Even his commander couldn’t take away his authority in the kitchen.

"Alright, then I'll leave it to you, Plymouth, my little angel." Zheng Ri reached out and hugged the sweet and soft Plymouth, thinking that his little angel would care about the commander, unlike some bad woman who only exploited him.

In Zheng Ri's mind, the knight Qianwei was no longer good; she had been labeled as a bad woman. Plymouth was much better.

"Yes, Commander." Plymouth felt her body getting hot again. This wouldn't do; if this continued, she would feel aroused again.

Finally, the meal included steamed pork ribs, braised eggplant, boiled lettuce with soy sauce, boiled shrimp, and the unchanging fried fish and chips. However, faced with these dishes, Vanguard wondered if his commander had some special fondness for soy sauce.

"Commander, you're just a bystander... is there something you're particularly obsessed with?"

“You don’t understand, Qianwei. Such fresh shrimp and lettuce without soy sauce are soulless. You should try it. I guarantee you’ll find it incredibly delicious. People will call you handsome on the street.” As soon as Qianwei mentioned this, his southern accent, which he had been using to eat Fujianese, came out. However, Qianwei didn’t understand the joke Zheng Ri was talking about. Instead, he felt that his commander made sense.

Having even tasted food from their own faction, what else is there that they can't try? However, if Yi Xian were here, she would probably know what her commander was talking about.

Afterwards, Vanguard and Plymouth tried it and found it to be very good, especially Vanguard. Suddenly, they realized what they had been eating in the camp. For example, Stargazing, Haggis, eel jelly and black pudding, were these for ship girls?

The Vanguard has decided to replace the royal cuisine with Eastern dishes to save the royal palate—a duty you cannot shirk! Plymouth, on the other hand, is determined to practice the new dishes more, hoping to improve his skills and ensure his commander lives a better life.

In one person two

After finishing their meal on the boat, Plymouth cleaned up the dishes and put them in the dishwasher. After cleaning up the rest, she sat idly on the sofa with Zheng Ri in the middle and Qianwei and Plymouth on either side. However, their posture was not good. Qianwei put her black-stockinged legs on Zheng Ri's thighs, while Plymouth leaned against Zheng Ri and played with her phone. Zheng Ri continued playing his game.

However, after playing for a while, Zheng Ri's attention turned to the trendy black stockings. Sure enough, there's an old saying: "When you're warm and well-fed, you think of..."

"By the way, Qianwei, didn't I tell you about that thing at noon today? What's your thought about it?" Zheng Ri put down the handheld game console and then wrapped his hands around Qianwei's black stockings. He wasn't a lecherous person, he was just a little curious, really not a lecher.

Sensing the commander's self-sufficiency, Vanguard smiled slightly. Sure enough, the commander couldn't escape his charm. He said that games were his true love, but when he put on black stockings, he obediently got to work.

“Commander, you’re not short of money now, so there’s no need for me to spar with them. Besides, I’d rather be by your side than practice with them. And they’re so weak, I can take them down one by one with just my sword without even using my ship equipment. If I used my equipment, they wouldn’t be able to fight back at all and would just be crushed by me.” As she spoke, Vanguard moved her feet, trying to seduce her commander. The thought of using her feet to seduce her master when she was a knight maid made Vanguard feel unusually excited.

What is this? Is this called insubordination? No, it's rebelling against tyranny and becoming masters of one's own destiny!

It has a bit of a Marco Polo feel to it.

"Is that so? Then they can still train. Following a master who is so much more advanced than them, they will definitely grow quickly." Noticing the slightly teasing smile from Qianwei, Zhengri, still feeling embarrassed, withdrew his hands that were out of his control. Besides, he was just interested, not really that lewd. He wasn't that kind of lewd person.

"...Commander, you have a misconception. Actually, Plymouth and I are extremely powerful. To put it bluntly, those weaklings can only be turned into dust under my devastating artillery fire." With that, Vanguard withdrew her feet, which were no longer being toyed with, and came to stand in front of Zheng Ri. She spread her legs and sat on Zheng Ri's lap like a duck, holding his shoulders with both hands, saying things that should not come out of a ship girl's mouth.

Zheng Ri, who happened to meet Qian Wei's gaze, felt a sense of panic, though he didn't know what he was afraid of.

"Commander, do you think it's troublesome or laborious to crush an ant?"

"Won't..."

"Those new ship girls are like ants to Plymouth and me. And I asked that ship girl instructor named Roya what her name is. The strongest ship girl in this maritime branch is only level 104, not even level 105 yet, and her gold equipment isn't even maxed out." Just thinking about this makes me want to laugh. With that kind of combat power, she can only last a little longer. It's just a matter of two of my shells.

"So compared to that, as long as you give the order, Commander, Plymouth and I can destroy this place. Ship girls who haven't even experienced the Great World have practically no combat power."

"And if you really want to, Commander... I'll be on top, you can have my mouth and my back." Vanguard slowly traced his finger across Zheng Ri's face, speaking in seductive language. After all, compared to the laborious, time-consuming, and unnecessary task of destroying the world, wouldn't it be better to be intimate with the person in front of him?

This chapter has not been reviewed

Chapter 35, "Preparing the Oath," has been revised.

As the days passed, more than half a month had gone by. Zheng Ri had learned a lot about what it takes to be a commander, and the branch office had also allowed the new generation of ship girls to take on missions. Moreover, Vanguard and Plymouth's feigned weakness had earned them a lot of resources, which was a good thing.

At the same time, Masahi felt that his ship girl was getting incredibly close to him. From keeping her distance at the beginning, to being clingy now, and feeling uncomfortable if she didn't stick close to her on the last day, it was a double blessing, but it was a bit lawless.

"What are you doing~ Ah, ouch~" Zheng Ri had almost finished playing his game, and then Qian Wei sat on his lap, and his character was beaten to death, forcing him to reload.

"Commander, you can't just play games all day long in broad daylight. Are you messing with me?" Vanguard wrapped her arms around the commander's neck and then touched her nose to the commander's, looking incredibly intimate.

"Do you want to hear what you're saying? Is it appropriate to say such things in broad daylight?" After putting down the handheld game console, Zheng Ri naturally put his left arm around Qian Wei's slender waist. It has to be said that Qian Wei really has a slender waist, which is much better than Plymouth's prominent figure.

"Commander, would you like some hot orange juice? Plymouth has brought it over for you, and here's one for you, Vanguard." Plymouth placed three glasses of orange juice on the table, then came to the sofa and naturally hugged Zheng Ri next to her. Zheng Ri also subconsciously hugged Plymouth back, then encouraged her by withdrawing his hand and stroking the angel's soft, light purple hair.

"Thank you so much, Plymouth. You always take care of so much. I'm so pampered by you every day, I don't have to do anything. I feel like I can't live without you two anymore." Zheng Ri felt like he was being pampered by these two. Except for the time when he had to go to class, they were always by his side.