My ship girl setup is off...

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Noticing his movement, Tirpitz pressed himself even closer, deciding that if he liked it, so be it, and explained his thoughts to him.

"Oh? That's not good. What if we can't see each other?"

Listening to Tirpitz's words, Zheng Ri felt a sense of guilt, even though he had always felt this way, he was only realizing it now.

"I told you, I would come to find you. Although I've only been coming from photos before, and the group chat is updated with things about you from time to time, it's nothing. Okay, Commander, go and get some sleep over there. I'm going to play around with Zeppelin for a bit more."

Tirpitz kissed him on the lips. It seemed she had talked too much and made him start to worry, which was not good.

After giving him a token kiss, she pulled away from his embrace. Although she wanted to stay close to him like this forever, it wasn't right or appropriate. Zeppelin, seeing that Tirpitz was making a move, also moved away.

"Alright, since you've all put it that way, there's nothing I can do. One last kiss then."

Seeing that they were determined, Jeongil kissed each of them on the cheek, then hugged them tightly before jumping off the Tirpitz fortress and heading to the shop by the sea.

"Why didn't you keep him? I was originally thinking of letting him try the lap pillow the Sakura Empire shipgirls were talking about."

Watching his retreating figure, Zeppelin looked at Tirpitz with some resentment. If she hadn't told him to let him go, she would have already pinned him down.

"Don't you already know, Zeppelin?"

Tirpitz smiled at her, then looked at the seagulls flying low over the sea and gestured for one of them to come and stand.

"I know, I know... Fine, if you say so, then so be it."

Halfway through her speech, Zeppelin stopped talking and stopped there, because given Tirpitz's personality, she must have had a deeper meaning behind her actions that she hadn't considered.

Chapter 190 Leisure Time

"Oh? You're back? I thought you'd be spending all your time with that wretched girl."

As Jeongil walked towards him, Barr couldn't help but think of the live action show he had just watched, and his face turned slightly red, but he still couldn't help but tease him.

"I can't just stay with Formidable all the time, can I? After all, there are you guys too, Gascoigne and Hermione. Haven't you gone anywhere else to play yet?"

"Commander, while I'd love to go swimming, it might be a bit lonely if I go alone."

Upon seeing Zheng Ri arrive, Hermione immediately got off the chaise lounge and stood facing him, instinctively adhering to the code of conduct for a maid. However, when he asked her a question, Hermione blinked, then slightly bent over, placing her hands behind her back as a hint.

"I came here entirely because of someone, and this maid is one of them too."

Seeing Hermione maintain her composure, Barn sat back down on the chair, arms crossed.

As she spoke, she glanced at Hermione and unhesitatingly brought up her hidden words, making Hermione somewhat embarrassed.

"Yes, I know that, but I'm a little tired now and want to rest for a bit. Hermione, how about we take a walk together at the beach later?"

Zheng Ri turned his gaze to Hermione, and seeing her somewhat frail appearance, he suddenly wanted to hold her in his arms, like a pillow.

"It's alright, Commander. Do you need my help with putting you to sleep? I actually know a little bit about that."

Sensing the commander's dependence on her, Hermione felt that as a royal maid, she was being bossed around by her master. Putting aside the little things from before, thinking of this, Hermione wanted to do some things that a maid should do for him, such as the little tricks she had learned from the Belfast head maid.

"No need for putting her to sleep...we can do that later when we have time."

Sensing Jean Bart's disapproving gaze, Jung-il subconsciously tried to salvage his shattered pride, though to no avail. But undeniably, the service was quite good.

"Understood, hey! Whoosh—, alright Master, this is fine. Please come and lie down here. By the way, would you like some coconut juice? I'll open one for you."

Hermione gave her recliner to Zheng Ri, and then pushed the empty recliner next to hers, so that they each had a seat and could communicate with him better.

"No need...right?"

Seeing Hermione with a big smile handing him a freshly opened coconut, Zheng Ri, who was about to refuse, began to doubt himself again. He couldn't help but wonder if he was becoming useless.

But then Jung-il bit the straw stuck inside the coconut. Yes, he was a useless person. With that thought in mind, Jung-il began to enjoy it with a clear conscience.

Hermione, who had been secretly observing his expression, showed a delighted look. She noticed that her commander had gone from pondering and doubting to giving up and finally accepting it, which meant that they were getting close.

"Master, please lie down here. I'll give you a massage; you must have had a long day."

Hermione pulled Zheng Ri to the recliner and made him lie down. She then came up behind him, bent down, and gently massaged his temples to help him release some stress.

"It's not that hard...it's not that bad."

Zheng Ri was drinking coconut juice through a straw when he looked up to explain to Hermione. Then he saw that because of his bent-over posture, her pair of fair breasts were affected by gravity and drooped down. But he couldn't just look at them like that, nor could he ignore them. So Zheng Ri simply followed his heart and watched her breasts politely.

However, Hermione, who was keenly aware of his gaze, did not say anything and continued to massage him properly, though a slight blush appeared on her face.

"You're really living a comfortable life, enjoying the care of royal maids and drinking coconut juice personally prepared for you. In that case, why don't you take Gascoigne with you too? Wouldn't that be even better?"

Seeing Jeanbart looking so content, I felt inexplicably annoyed. So I picked up Gascoigne, who was wandering around on his own, and put him in his arms. Only then did I feel relieved.

"It's good, but I feel like I no longer belong to the 'dancing class.' I'm enjoying a bourgeois lifestyle now, and I have a strange sense of betrayal, even though it started a long time ago."

He held Gascoigne close in his arms, looking at her exceptionally docile appearance. He couldn't resist the urge to playfully tease her. He cupped her in one hand and placed it against her chin. Gascoigne's pupils dilated in shock before she slowly closed her eyes, a slight blush creeping onto her cheeks, and she murmured:

"The master's interests are being recorded, signifying submission..."

"Tsk, what's with all this class stuff? Do whatever you want, why are you thinking about all this? This lounge chair is no better than a hammock."

Jeanbart casually grabbed a deck chair from the side, placed it to Zheng Ri's left, and lay down directly. Feeling the firmness, he began to frown.

"If you say so, then so be it, Hermione. No need to press anymore, I want to sleep for a while."

Zheng Ri didn't argue with Jean Bart. Instead, he put down the coconut juice he had almost finished drinking, then put his arms around Da Jiajia, one hand on her soft waist and the other on her fair, long legs. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the warm weather and the comfortable sea breeze.

"Commander, I'll let go once you're asleep. Now, please enjoy yourself~"

Hermione smiled and politely declined his request, instead using a different massage technique to help him fall asleep more easily.

"Go to sleep, I'll protect your safety."

Seeing his gradually calming expression, Jang Baal spoke firmly, but Jang Ri, who had already begun to enter a light sleep, nodded slightly and then fell silent.

Despite saying that, when Jean Bart saw that Jeong-il had already fallen into a baby-like sleep, he couldn't help but yawn and felt sleepy.

"Being next to you makes me want to sleep... Hmm, I'll just sleep for a little while."

Jean Bart gently moved to his side, then slowly leaned against him, feeling the reassuring warmth emanating from his shoulder.

I closed my eyes and started to take a short nap.

Seeing that her master had fallen asleep, Hermione let go of his hands and joined in, enjoying the leisurely time.

Chapter 191 Holding an Event

"Hmm~, it's good that I fell asleep, but he's still asleep."

As Jean Bart gradually regained consciousness, he stretched and yawned for a moment before realizing that he had fallen asleep. He quickly turned his head and saw that she was curled up asleep in Hermione's arms, with Gascoigne, who had her eyes closed, also in the middle. Judging from her slightly trembling eyebrows, she was not asleep.

Sitting up, Jean Bart noticed that quite a few ship girls had arrived around him. Some of them hadn't come before and were only arriving now. What they all had in common was that they were looking at Masaharu with all sorts of different eyes, but they all spoke very softly, as if afraid of disturbing his sleep.

"Miss Jeanbart, are you awake?"

Hermione covered Zheng Ri's ears with her hand and greeted her in an even softer voice than usual, but judging from her satisfied smile, the Commander's unconscious behavior while sleeping must have made her very happy.

"Okay, let's just wait for him to wake up."

Jean Bart turned around, propped his chin up with one hand, and looked at half of his sleeping face. Although he could often see some of his daily updates in the port area chat group, he rarely saw him sleeping peacefully like this.

With this thought in mind, Baal gradually became stunned, and her gaze towards him gradually became gentler. She reached out and placed her hand on his arm, but was afraid that she would wake him up.

So, with slow and gentle movements, she pressed her hand against his skin without saying a word.

"Hermione, you've been taking care of Master for a long time. Isn't it a bit tiring to keep doing that? Would you like me to do it?"

While all the ship girls were waiting for the main day to wake up, Sirius, who had already changed into a swimsuit and arrived, came to Hermione's side carrying a picnic cooler. Seeing that her master was still asleep, Sirius lowered her voice and spoke to her.

"Hehe, no need, Sirius. Taking care of our master is our duty, there's no such thing as being tired. Don't worry, if I were really tired, I would have asked you to come."

Noticing that Sirius's gaze wasn't on her, but rather fixed on the Commander, Hermione couldn't help but chuckle. She still didn't understand what it meant to "protest too much."

"I understand. This is... food, drinks, magazines, and sunscreen that I got from the head maid. It's afternoon tea time now, and it's perfect that Master can have a fresh afternoon tea after waking up."

Sirius had just opened the lid of the insulated box and was explaining when he felt Hermione's particularly attentive gaze. He organized his thoughts slightly before continuing his explanation.

"Okay, Master will be very happy when he wakes up~"

Looking at the sandwiches and tempura shrimp in the insulated box, Hermione said happily, "This way, we won't have to feed the Commander sausages all the time. I wouldn't say it's unhygienic, but eating too much of it is still not good."

While Sirius and Hermione were talking, the continuous sound woke Zheng Ri. He smelled a warm fragrance and felt a soft touch, and opened his eyes.

"Ah, the Commander is awake!"

Some of the ship girls who had been keeping an eye on Masaharu noticed his movements and started talking to their sisters around them.

"Master, are you awake? Good afternoon. It's afternoon tea time. Sirius has prepared some food from the head maid. I can feed you if you'd like."

Hearing their conversation and feeling the movement in her arms, Hermione knew her commander had woken up. She gently helped him sit up.

Gascoigne, who was being held in his arms, opened her eyes and looked at him with a slightly blushing gaze. This gun is very hard; it will go numb if held for too long.

"No, no need. By the way, you've all gathered here?"

After waking up in Hermione's arms, he helped her sit up. Looking back, she saw a large group of ship girls in swimsuits. Although some of them were leaning against the counter or sitting down, almost without exception, they all looked over when she looked over.

"Commander, since you're here, we'd come anyway, it's a rare opportunity. By the way, Commander, just sitting here like this is so boring, can you play with us for a bit?"

Atago slowly walked to the back of his chair, bent down and placed her hands on his shoulders, suggesting that although everyone was here to see the Commander, they couldn't just look; they needed to find some fun.

"Playing? Sure, Atago, what kind of games do you want to play? I'm open to anything."

At Atago's mention, Masaharu realized that the ship girls seemed to just wander around him, which wouldn't do. If they were just being affectionate, there wouldn't be much fun in it.

"Hmm~, it seems the Commander hasn't tried any summer beach activities yet~, beach volleyball, watermelon cutting, sandcastle building, human sand bathing, bonfire dancing, sword dance festival... these are activities that are a must for every member of our Sakura Empire~"

Atago nodded, then immediately pulled a form from her soft cleavage, reading aloud the not-so-numerous activities listed, leaving it to him to decide.

Choose.

"Let's start with beach volleyball. I've seen it a lot in anime, but I've never actually played it in real life."

Listening to Atago's reading, Masahi chose the first option without hesitation. Although it wasn't really summer, who wouldn't enjoy watching the energetic ship girls sweating freely on the beach?

The main point is to promote civilized viewing of the game.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ri couldn't help but look at Atago's swimsuit. Hmm, big and white, round and smooth.

"Then it's settled. Commander, you can't go back on your word~ I'm sure you'll look forward to it."

Seeing that Masaharu was completely unaware, Atago lowered her head and kissed him on the cheek, then stuffed the sheet back into her chest.

"It's alright, there's no need to back out on something like this. I just hope you'll go easy on me."

Zheng Ri nodded. There was no need to go back on his word, right? He just hoped he wouldn't get completely thrashed by the ship girls.

With that thought in mind, I took the sandwich Sirius offered and took a bite, unable to stop thinking...

"What an idiot, he has no idea what's going to happen next."

Watching Zheng Ri leisurely and carefree enjoy the services of the ship girls, completely oblivious, Haman blushed and couldn't help but say, thinking about the reward for the beach volleyball event, but he himself had to come.

In other words, if you lose, the other ship girls will make that condition three times!

Chapter 192 Full of Tricks

"My proud master, please allow me to stay by your side. As a maid, it is my duty to remain by your side at all times to protect your safety."

"Sirius, that's enough. Now it's time for me and the Commander to go out together. Or is it that I'm unable to protect my master?"

"Of course not, I just think my master needs my company more when he goes out."

After waking up and eating, it was natural to go out for a stroll and then spend some time with Hermione. However, since Sirius only planned to go out with her, he also came over to try and take her place, and naturally, they started arguing.

"Alright, if you keep arguing like this, the other ship girls will laugh at you."

Seeing that they were already pressed together, their large, soft breasts squeezed into a flat shape, which was not good for their health, Zheng Ri stepped forward and gently pulled the two apart. Fortunately, they weren't arguing loudly, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to be separated.

"I'm so sorry, my proud master, for causing you trouble."

Noticing the watching gazes of the other ship girls not far away, Sirius first bowed deeply to the Japanese-style apology, showing her sincerity. Seeing this large and white sincerity, Masahiro had no choice but to nod and accept it.

Sincerity is enough; there's no need to bow.

"I'm sorry, Master, this happened because of my argument with Sirius."

Hermione placed her hands on her stomach and bowed slightly, also making an apologetic gesture, but her sincerity was not as strong as Sirius's, after all, the latter had started the trouble first.

"It's alright. Instead of apologizing, let's resolve this. Sirius will spend some time with you today, or Hermione, you can ask Sirius to come along. You two make a decision."

Zheng Ri helped them up. There was no point in arguing about this. Although Sirius was in the wrong, why did they suddenly start fighting over it? He didn't quite understand.

"...Let Sirius accompany them too, after all, we're all maids."

Hermione exchanged a glance with Sirius and chose to step back, avoiding any further conflict.

Thank you, Hermione.