My ship girl setup is off...

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"Ah, nothing much today. My classes are only two days a week now. As for the Vanguards, they're in a free period lately and don't have many commissions." After glancing at the puzzled Musashi, Masahi said directly, "It's cold now, so there aren't many commissions to post. I'm not the kind of commander who would send ship girls out to make money in the freezing cold."

Most importantly, Plymouth and the others felt they couldn't leave him, otherwise something would happen to them.

But now that Shinano and Musashi have arrived, does that mean we can go on a mission? Looking at Musashi and Shinano, Masahi unconsciously thought to himself, and the vanguard couldn't help but shudder.

"Yesterday you said there was a mission today, Commander. Lying isn't something a good kid does~" Musashi narrowed her eyes. The Commander, a good kid, had actually lied, so he needed to be corrected with love.

"Um... I think I did say that, I really did say that." Zheng Ri recalled what happened last night, but Musashi's eyes gradually turned dangerous, which immediately reminded Zheng Ri that he did say it yesterday, but he was too sleepy and she was teasing him, so he forgot.

"In return, Commander, would you be willing to go out with me to buy some ingredients?" Musashi withdrew his slightly dangerous gaze, then looked directly at Masahiro and stated his request, revealing his true intentions.

"But it's so cold... okay then." Masahi thought for a moment. Musashi must have gone to great lengths to invite him out for a meal. There was no doubt about it. Having been tricked so many times, he immediately figured out what was going on. He originally planned to refuse with other reasons, but for some reason, the refusal that was on the tip of his tongue wouldn't come out. Instead, he agreed.

"Well then, Commander, it's a deal. Anyone who fails to fulfill the agreement will have to swallow a thousand needles," Musashi said with a sly smile, uttering these terrifying words.

Humph, want to escape?

Chapter 48 Since we're going to express our gratitude, we definitely need to take action.

"Commander, yakitori is a type of Japanese cuisine in Sakura Empire. It's made by cutting chicken into chunks and slices, skewering them on bamboo sticks, dipping them in sauce, and then grilling them over a fire, just like the skewers sold on the street. However, I never imagined that over time it would gradually become a dish to accompany drinks. But if you're going to eat it, Commander, I'll pick the best for you."

Musashi and Masahiro arrived at a shop selling fresh meat. Although there was no shortage of meat in the branch port area, most of it was frozen. Despite the ample supply, Musashi insisted on buying fresh meat, even though it would be a little more expensive.

"Musashi, you really are experienced. I thought you would just get some ordinary chickens to taste." Masahi watched Musashi's eyes move quickly as he selected the breed of chicken. Although he couldn't tell the breed, he was impressed. Unlike himself, he was fine as long as the taste was good.

"Hehe, you're my commander, so naturally I'll give you the best. Boss, the second one in the third row, please cut off the head and tail, thank you." After replying to Zheng Ri, Musashi called out to the butcher. The butcher was also a Sakura Empire ship girl, and his eyes showed appreciation for Musashi's professionalism. After finishing the butcher's business and paying, he planned to go to the supermarket to buy some seasonings and sauces.

"Musashi, do you do these things often?" Masahi asked, looking at Musashi with a faint smile on his face as they walked down the street.

"Hmm, Commander, do you still remember the kimono you gave me called 'Eastern Moon Shadow'?" Musashi's smile widened at the commander's interest in her; this was a good thing.

"...I don't remember." Upon hearing the name, Zheng Ri couldn't recall it at all. If it existed in the game, it must be from that time, but that was so long ago; he had completely forgotten about it.

"...At that time, I was wearing the kimono you gave me, lying on a small wooden boat, holding a folding fan in my hand, with a sake vessel on the stern, floating on the water, hehe~" Musashi wasn't angry when she heard Masahiro say he didn't remember, after all, too many ships had been forgotten by the commander. Instead, she thought of Mainz envying her for receiving clothes from the commander as soon as she was built, while she didn't, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Oh... I remember now, I did buy you a leather... coat. Now that you mention it, I do remember." Hearing Musashi's laughter, Masahiro immediately recalled...

I did buy a skin for Musashi; I just thought it was okay, so I bought it.

"In order not to let down the clothes you gave me, Commander, I went to Fengxiang to learn some knowledge about izakayas and also learned some cooking, thinking that one day I can cook for you, Commander." Musashi stopped and turned to look at Masahiro, her eyes full of affection and seemingly genuine.

"Musashi... thank you, I..." Zheng Ri had already seen the emotions in Musashi's eyes at both Vanguard and Plymouth, but each time he didn't know what to say. You can sense whether someone loves you or not. If you don't say thank you, it feels like you're a jerk who neither rejects nor takes the initiative nor resists. But if you say thank you, there's a distance between you, like you've given them a friend card. But after thinking it over, taking their love for granted is the worst thing you can do.

But before he could even open his mouth, Musashi placed a finger on Masahiro's lips and shook his head at him. Some things don't need to be said.

"Commander, there's no need for words of thanks. I understand your thoughts. We can talk about it when we get back." Musashi withdrew his finger, knowing that some answers didn't need to be known now.

After entering the supermarket, Musashi went to the vegetable and sauce sections and picked out some of his favorites, after all, he wanted to give them the best. However, when Masahi saw Musashi carrying a large bag full of vegetables, sauces and fruits, he wondered if he really needed so many things, even though he had learned some complicated recipes.

"Commander, different ingredients are needed to create the most delicate flavors. Money is necessary because it can be used. Besides, the clothes you gave me were expensive, weren't they?" Musashi said to Masahiro, who was carrying a bag for him, after putting the apples and green onions into the bag.

"Actually, it's not that bad, it's... not that expensive." Masaru shut his mouth when he thought of the price of less than one red note, not to mention that it was double, which was less than half a green note, not even half the price of the bag that Musashi was holding, but he couldn't say that out loud.

After finishing her shopping at the supermarket, Musashi put the items into her ship equipment. Since she was already out, Masahi planned to buy Musashi a few formal outfits, as well as Shinano's. They couldn't wear the same clothes all the time, even though Musashi's current outfit was an extremely long version, so thick that it was almost invisible, like a long robe.

"What's wrong? Are you worried about my health? It's okay, the clothes are ship uniforms, so I won't feel cold." Noticing Masahi's gaze, Musashi said gently. She wasn't afraid of the cold; there were ship girls wearing swimsuits in the port area even in cold weather. The main thing was to cover their skin.

"It's nothing, but I don't think it's necessary for Musashi to pick the best of everything." Remembering the huge amount of things Musashi bought, Masaru subconsciously spoke with his own idea of ​​selective saving. However, before he could finish speaking, Musashi stopped him and pulled him to a secluded place.

Have you seen this scene before? Masaru looked around at the deserted area, then at Musashi standing in front of him, and thought to himself, without any sense of the situation, that if the plot were to unfold as it did, he would probably be defeated by Musashi.

However, Musashi didn't do that now. Instead, she lowered her body, trying to keep her eyes level with Masahiro's, and said in a calm tone, "Commander, no matter what, you are still my commander, Musashi's commander. I want to give you the best. This isn't something I should do, but something I want to do. Since you can accept Plymouth's care as a matter of course, why can't I? To put it another way, Commander, you're being pretentious."

"..." Zheng Ri didn't speak, because he knew that he seemed to be like this. He could just enjoy it unilaterally, but he still selectively refused. However, if he didn't ask, he suddenly felt that he was letting Musashi down.

"If Commander really wants to thank me, then let me take better care of you. You just need to enjoy it." Musashi changed from holding hands to interlocking fingers, and slowly pulled him over. After giving him a kiss, she took the initiative. Since she wanted to express her gratitude, she had to show it with actions. Then, Musashi spread out her nine big tails and wrapped herself and the Commander up.

Chapter 49 Research Progress

Amagi put away his parasol, verified his identity, and took the elevator to Akashi's underground laboratory. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a flurry of activity. Minsk and Lingmin were talking about something around a machine, while Akashi was typing on a keyboard, Yubari was writing something, and Ingraham and Reno were testing their inventions.

Amagi came to Akashi's side and looked at the string of numbers and codes on the screen. After all, he was not a professional and could not understand them at all, but that did not stop Amagi from caring for Akashi.

"Akashi, how's the progress?"

"Meow? We're almost halfway done now, meow. Next, we need to test the stability of the teleporter, the commander's location coordinates, and whether it can break through the spatial protective barrier." Akashi didn't stop typing, explaining to Amagi while looking at the string of numbers in front of her.

"Hmm... only halfway done?" Hearing Akashi's words, Amagi crossed his arms and pinched his chin with the other, looking at Akashi with suspicion. Although it seemed unlikely, Akashi might be slacking off, after all, it wasn't unheard of.

"Meow! Why is Lord Amagi looking at me like that?"

"Akashi, meow? I, Akashi, swear to God, meow! If I don't care about the Commander, I'll eat this computer screen!!" Noticing Amagi's gaze, Akashi began to defend herself, even abandoning her usual meowing habit.

"Hehe, I understand, Akashi. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you." Amagi took a step forward, then reached out and placed his hand on Akashi's willow-green hair, then touched the fluffy cat ears back and forth.

"Meow~ So comfortable, meow~, wait, no, meow!" Akashi's cat ears twitched as she looked on in blissful pleasure. Suddenly remembering something, she quickly took a few steps back, covered her ears with her sleeve, and explained to Amagi, "No one but the Commander is allowed to touch Akashi's head, meow! Sorry, Lord Amagi."

"It's alright, Akashi. Since you don't like it, I won't do it. I thought you wouldn't care so much about the Commander's affairs," Amagi said jokingly to Akashi as she withdrew her hand.

"Meow, how could Akashi not care about the Commander's affairs? It's just that we've mastered most of the technology in the port, but we haven't fully grasped the Sirens' technology yet. Those technologies involving too much depth are just too difficult to understand." When Amagi mentioned this, Akashi's ears drooped, and she looked dejected, thinking to herself: If it weren't for the Commander, who would stop issuing and selling time-limited notebooks? That's all money, meow!

"Since we haven't absorbed the Sirens' technology, what about the other factions'?" As a non-professional, Amagi didn't choose to talk about this, but since they had already cooperated with ship girls from other factions, their technical data should be used for the time being.

"Lord Amagi, we don't have much experience with the technologies of other factions, but we don't have a sufficient understanding of the related spatial technologies that we can work with," Yubari said, putting down his pen and explaining to Amagi.

"About this, Lord Amagi, you should discuss it with Lord Bismarck," Yubari said, glancing at the figure approaching him before continuing with his work.

"Hello, Bismarck," Amagi greeted Bismarck upon recognizing the visitor.

"Hello, Amagi. Let's get straight to the point. Akashi and I will be the main people in charge of handling this, while the Northern Alliance and White Eagle will provide relevant technical support." Bismarck approached Amagi, gave a polite greeting, and then got straight to the point. His iron-fisted prime minister aura was now on full display, something he only did when facing something extremely serious.

Bismarck led Amagi to the iron-framed corridor. Looking at the large device in front of her, Bismarck's sharp eyes softened. After all, this large device could very well send her and her sisters to the Commander's side. She had even skipped the video call with the Commander in the office for this purpose, which showed how significant it was.

"this is..."

“I remember you participated in the operation to reverse the Rainbow Tower, right, Amagi? This is the device used in that operation, but it’s a different version.” Bismarck said, a strange look in her eyes. She hadn’t expected the plot to unfold like this.

"Yes, after that operation, the BOSS was still defeated by Shinano. As for that miniature medal symbol tower, it has been taken into the back room by the commander." Bismarck's mention of the past made Amagi smile slightly. It was a rare time for him to go into battle, although he didn't contribute much.

"Although we've used Siren technology, we haven't obtained complete data. Trying and failing step by step would take a lot of time and effort. As for space technology, it's not that we haven't used it, but it needs to be refined, just like the compatibility of equipment. The right fit is more efficient, and the wrong fit is less efficient, although the commander doesn't care about these things."

“Right now, the most suitable thing to do is to use our Ironblood technology. After all, the Commander said that our German technology level is the best in the world. Of course, it was also selected by everyone involved in the matter.” Speaking of this, Bismarck remembered that the Commander was watching anime and said this sentence, which excited him. It’s a pity that he wasn’t saying it to her.

“Speaking of which, Amagi, I remember you’re not in charge of these kinds of things. If you want to know, you’ll get updates. I suppose it’s Akagi who wants to know.” Bismarck remembered that Amagi wouldn’t overinterpret this matter, so someone must need her. After thinking it over, it must be Akagi, since she’s the person in charge internally.

"Yes, that's right. My sister Akagi... she's alright." Amagi thought of Akagi and then thought about what she had been doing recently, and suddenly didn't want to talk anymore. For example, she had seen the Commander playing games before, and now she had started playing them too. Every day after finishing her work, she would play games with Kaga, saying that she was honing her skills, but in Amagi's opinion, it was just a waste of time.

"...Sister, come help me!"

"My lovely little sister, watch me solo kill!" After saying that, Akagi's hands on the keyboard made a series of operations and instantly killed the enemy character hiding in the bushes. Looking at herself in control of the whole field, Akagi felt that video games were wonderful. No wonder the commander was so addicted.

"Kaga, next game."

After saying "Okay," Akagi and Kaga teamed up for a match, while the mackerel senbei behind them couldn't understand them. Could the commander really like this?

Chapter 50 Flavored Fish

"Here you go, Commander, have a taste." Musashi placed a freshly cooked skewer of braised chicken with scallions on Masahiro's plate. The latter picked up the skewer and ate the top part of the meat, savoring the taste. As soon as he swallowed it, Masahiro thought it was great, and his eyes widened.

"how?"

"I personally think this is very delicious, very tasty," Masaru said, giving Musashi a thumbs up. However, Musashi couldn't help but smile after hearing this.

"Does the Commander only feel comfortable using those so-called stale jokes?" Musashi said with dissatisfaction.

"...I'm sorry, Musashi, I didn't expect you to know this. I certainly won't tell you, but the taste is indeed very good. I thought you would make it a bit bland." Seeing Musashi's face darken, Masahi immediately admitted his mistake and vowed never to mention it in front of Musashi again. After taking another bite, he found it to be very good.

"We're not stubborn. Whether it's people or ship girls, we always need to learn new knowledge. Of course, it's also because of those strange things you say, Commander, that's why I'm trying to understand them." Musashi smiled again in response to Masahiro's apology. Honesty is a virtue, and most importantly, she didn't want the Commander to lie to the ship girls.

"Um, did I say anything strange? Musashi, tell me, I didn't even notice." After finishing the skewer in his hand, Masahi asked Musashi, "There are some things I didn't notice, can you tell me?"

"Commander, I always hear you say things like... artificially flavored fish, no lychees, don't eat eggs laid by clucking, and other incomprehensible things... Ah, thank you, Musashi." Sitting next to Masahiro, Shinano thought about the strange things her commander said while playing games, and then said them out loud. After looking at the skewer of chicken breast that Musashi gave her, she slowly ate it.

"Um, then I'd better not say it. I'll try not to say these things in the future." Zheng Ri took the chicken wings that Musashi handed him, savoring the delicious taste while thinking that he should not say these things again in the future. What if he corrupts them?

"Commander, I think you should just say what you want to say. You don't have to give up your own preferences for the sake of us. Ah, thank you, Musashi." The vanguard who had been observing Zheng Ri obtained Musashi's thymus chicken skewers. After eating this super delicious food that could make him betray the royal family, he declared that getting along was a compromise between the two sides, but not a one-sided concession.

"...It's okay, it's not really about liking it, I'm just following the trend. After all, it was pretty tough when I came here. Before I came, things weren't over, and I didn't have anything to do, so I just had some fun and that was it." He took a bite of a meat skewer and drank a beverage. While thinking about the past, he was also wondering if criticizing others could be considered a hobby.

"Commander, were you having a hard time before?" Plymouth, who had been silently enjoying the delicious food Musashi offered, stopped eating. Upon hearing that her commander was suffering, she suddenly lost her appetite. After all, Plymouth was kind and couldn't bear to see her commander suffer.

"Well, it's not that special. After all, I'm debt-free and have no family to worry about. I have family members to take care of me and we don't lack money, so it's nothing." Feeling the gaze of his ship girl, Masaru thought for a moment and decided to let it go. Compared to others, it's nothing. Besides, he's not someone who recounts suffering and is carrying a burden of pain. He was just happily eating skewers, so why did he have to talk about this?

"...Thank you for your hard work all this time, Commander." Musashi placed a plate of chicken meatballs on the day's waiting plate and wanted to reach out and touch the Commander's head, but then suddenly remembered that she was still a chef, so she stopped. Even Shinano wrapped her nine big white tails around the Commander's body, telling him not to be sad, that everything was over.

"I'm really fine... Let's not talk about this. Actually, I think we should pair this with some drinks or something?" Zheng Ri, holding a Green Luo Beer, was wondering if he should drink some alcohol to appear so-called elegant, since he hadn't finished eating yet and another skewer had already been placed on his plate.

"Commander, would you like some wine? I have a Western wine called champagne. It has a low alcohol content and should be suitable." Hearing Masaharu say that she wanted to drink, Shinano became a little more sober. However, considering the commander's alcohol tolerance, Shinano took out an unopened bottle of champagne from her ship's equipment. It wouldn't be fun for her to drink it alone, so she might as well give it to the commander.

"No need, I'm still planning to drink this Green Ivy Beer. Champagne has a higher alcohol content than wine, right?" Masahiro waved his hand, refusing the temptation offered by Shinano. What champagne? I still prefer my wine.

"Commander, here's a little-known fact: Champagne has a lower alcohol content than wine, so remember that!" The avant-garde immediately saw through the commander's pretense of knowledge, and was then met with a direct stare from Zheng Ri.

"Hey, you seem pretty knowledgeable. Come on, let me see."

"No...we'll talk about this later." It would be very shameful for Zheng Ri to flee without a fight, but running away is the best of the thirty-six stratagems.

"Speaking of champagne, isn't champagne like the free iris?"

The topic of conversation shifted from the name of the wine to his own ship girl, and he began to point fingers and gossip behind her back.

“Yes, she’s in Richelieu’s camp, but she’s quiet by nature and doesn’t like to talk. Like Gascoigne of Vichy, she’s not good with words. I’ve only met these two once.” Musashi put several skewers on an extra serving plate and placed them in front of Masahiro, explaining to him that they had only met once.

"I still remember Gascoigne, you know, Gascoigne, but I feel like the way she said 'good' was like AI." Zheng Ri wanted to say robot, but that didn't seem quite right, so he changed it to AI.

“Commander, did you know that Gascoigne and Champagne are called Miss Demon and Miss Doll? This is a nickname from a certain troublemaker... Musashi, Yakitori?” Shinano was about to explain to Masahiro about the non-faction ship girls in the port, but when he saw that his plate was empty, he looked at Musashi, who shook her head and handed the last string to the commander.

Upon seeing this, Shinano's dazed expression vanished, and his eyes gradually widened.

"How can you be considered a sister to someone like this?"

Chapter 51 Give and Take

"What are the Commander's plans for the future?" After cleaning up the leftovers, Musashi sat on Masahiro's lap, stroking the Commander's face with one hand and touching his body with the other. Masahiro seemed to be enjoying it, but the Vanguard sitting next to him cursed under his breath as a sly fox. After all, it wasn't time yet, and he couldn't suck out the Commander's bitterness.

"What else can I plan? I don't have any plans. Right now, I'm just learning while waiting for all the ship girls in the port to come. And after a while, it'll be time to assign them to the ports." He stopped scrolling through his phone and then grabbed Musashi's wandering hand to stop her from moving around. Musashi must be thinking about sex now that she's had enough to eat and wear. That won't do. We just kissed today, didn't we?

"However, the port I've assigned might be built in a low-risk area, which could be much more dangerous in the future. Also, it seems the new port won't be able to accommodate so many ship girls." Musashi's words reminded Masahiro of something he had to face, and he frowned. His own port had nearly 600 ship girls. Where would he find so many places and facilities for them to use?

"About this, Akashi will surely handle it. Most of the facilities in the port area are related to Akashi." Musashi countered with an attack, pulling her from a tug-of-war to a clasp of fingers, then slowly caressing her cheek. This series of actions made Avant-garde's blood pressure rise, and he ended up watching anime instead, thinking about how much he needed to learn.

"This green-headed cat knows so much! I thought her main job was being a shopkeeper, the kind who just tries to rip me off all day." Zheng Ri selectively abandoned his left hand, which he already controlled, and let his right hand strike automatically, starting by touching Musashi's face, slowly moving to her fair neck, and then to her delicate collarbone. Looking at that alluring skin, Zheng Ri warned:

"Musashi, if you keep this up, I won't be so polite!" Having already learned the principle that a kind person is bullied and a good horse is ridden, Masaru chose to take the initiative, but unfortunately, his skill level was too low, and he had the will but not the strength.

"Hehe, no need to be polite. Why say such things if you want close contact? Come on, isn't this what you like? Or do you need me to take the initiative?" Musashi didn't care about the commander's threat. On the contrary, she gently guided him, revealing who was the sheep and who was the wolf at a glance.

"Or... is the Commander trying to play hard to get? What a naughty boy~" Musashi said in a slightly coquettish tone, but the smile on her face did not change. Instead, she pushed her soft body closer and closer to Masahiro. Faced with the facts, all sophistry was no different from a girl's last remaining fig leaf, which could be pulled off at will. The Commander was like that girl with nowhere to run, about to face the malice from others.

This shows that in the face of diamonds, there is no difference between iron and scrap iron.

"I didn't, Musashi, you should get off me. This is bad for Plymouth and the others." Masaharu noticed his pants moving. Damn it, I'm done. I can't take this.

"Commander, they are your marriage ships, you know in your heart whether they are good or not, but Commander is a bad boy now and needs to be educated." Musashi grabbed Masahiro's other hand, their fingers intertwined, and the desire in his eyes gradually became obvious. Now there was no way to escape. Committing a crime in front of one's wife was quite interesting.

"Musashi, I think you've revealed your true nature. Why are you changing so much all of a sudden?" Musashi pressed his hands to his sides, their noses touching, but the emotion in his eyes seemed to want to devour him. It was unfathomable yet very obvious, as gentle and lovely as a mother, yet as cunning as a fox.

"Hehe, Commander, have you ever heard that a woman should be like a fox—cunning, mysterious, and seductive?" Musashi stopped their noses touching, lowered his mouth, and gently kissed her, savoring the intoxicating sensation.

"For example, hiding your strength and showing tenderness is how you become obsessed; that's cunning." After saying this, Musashi continued to kiss her lightly, knowing in her heart what she liked best.

"I think you were pretty assertive, you were just short of getting physical," Zheng Ri said, raising an eyebrow after successfully breaking free, but he was met with Musashi's forceful deep kiss.

"Commander, true strength isn't shown to those you love. The strength you see is my unique tenderness towards you." Musashi smiled only after kissing the commander until he was speechless.

Mimi explained that, from the commander's perspective, she herself was the hunter.

"Mystery, maintaining your dignity while employing subtle tactics, will make you take the initiative," she said slowly, no longer kissing the commander, but whispering in his ear, her warm, moist breath tickling his ear canal, incredibly seductive.

"As for seduction, let my gentleness make you unable to escape and become addicted to me. I will take care of everything for you, Commander. Do you like me?" Musashi swayed her body, and the physical feedback was not just simple pleasure.

"Hmm..." Hearing Musashi's words, Masahi felt his composure wavering again and nodded in response.

"Wouldn't it be beautiful to have a moonlit night, Commander? In front of the vanguard," Musashi wrapped Masahi's body completely, while Shinano, who was watching from the side, felt something was wrong.

"Musashi, you've gone too far," Shinano warned, looking at the vanguard with a gloomy expression who was about to draw his sword. "If a fight breaks out, it'll be all over."

"Musashi, do you want to dance too?" The vanguard stood up. If the commander hadn't been right in front of him, he would have already drawn his sword and attacked. Everyone knows what's going on, but you're the one doing the dancing.

What are you barking at?

"Alright, Musashi, if you're just trying to provoke me, fine. But tell me what you're up to." Now that he'd regained his senses, Masahi looked at the suddenly acting up Musashi and suddenly thought of the saying, "The squeaky wheel gets the grease." Musashi must have a deeper meaning behind what she's doing.

"Hehe, Commander, what bad intentions could a fox have? I just want you to give me a small gift." Looking at Masaharu, who finally understood his intentions, Musashi subtly touched the ring finger of his right hand.

"Commander, I'm missing something. Can you get it for me?"

"Musashi, I think this is too fast," Masahi said earnestly, taking Musashi's hand. And who said this big fox didn't have any bad intentions? She has plenty! She's already trying to win me over in less than two days? Does she think I'm that easy?