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Chapter 477 The Clash Between Hood and Bismarck
"Bismarck, where's my coffee?"
"Bismarck? Where's my dessert?"
Inside the Ironblood shop, a woman with shoulder-length golden wavy hair and wearing a white dress sat elegantly and gracefully, every movement exuding a ladylike aura.
Beside her was a tall, mature woman who looked reluctant but had no choice but to do as this lady instructed.
The girls from the port area were covering their mouths, trying not to laugh, and they were all watching the scene unfold with great interest.
"Has Hu De finished all his work?" the girls nearby whispered among themselves.
"Of course! You wouldn't believe it, but a few days ago, Hu De, who usually loves to slack off, worked like crazy and even completed a lot of arrangements ahead of schedule... supposedly so he could come here in the next few days."
"Is she no longer concerned about the Royal Navy? She's the Royal Navy's flagship, so why is she contributing revenue to Iron Blood?"
"You don't know this, do you? The story between Bismarck and Hood could probably fill a book of millions of words."
"I almost forgot... Bismarck is over here."
"But poor Bismarck, being bossed around by Hood."
"But Germany was happy. Hood was generous, and the two had already reached some agreements, so Bismarck had no choice but to accept it."
The ship girls were buzzing with discussion, while U556, biting her handkerchief, looked utterly indignant: "That despicable old hag from the Royal Navy, how dare she treat our Bismarck like that..."
"I'm going to teach her a lesson!" U556 shouted.
U47 glanced at U556 and said, "But you can't beat her..."
U556 retorted, "I'm a submarine! How could a battlecruiser possibly have anti-submarine capabilities? If she doesn't, I can wear her down!"
U556 was very confident. Ever since Akashi and Reno developed the underwater oxygen converter, their submarines could stay submerged for as long as they wanted without coming up to breathe.
It can truly be described as an underwater ghost.
U47 was even more confused: "You don't actually think our submarine has been modified, do you?"
"Huh?" U556 was stunned.
U47 patiently explained, "Because now when we go out to take on missions, we don't go out in one squadron at a time. So, in order to prevent encountering mass-produced Siren submarines or mass-produced humanoids, Reno and the others directly added anti-submarine capabilities to the sisters who originally didn't have them."
In other words, if she wanted to mess with you, U556, it would be a piece of cake.
U556 was furious: "This is cheating!"
“This is progress for the port area…” U47 said.
U556 was deflated for a moment, then suddenly suppressed a laugh and asked, "So now can Little Jiajia also perform anti-submarine warfare?"
U47 thought for a moment: "It seems so."
U556 immediately burst into laughter, clutching his stomach: "That really is a mini-Canada destroyer, pfft hahahaha!"
U47 tilted his head in confusion, wondering what this idiot was laughing at.
“You’re really full of energy, aren’t you, Bismarck?” Hood held his coffee cup, a smile and a look of satisfaction on his face.
Bismarck looked at him with disdain: "How should I know?"
Hood immediately said, "This won't do. How can a maid have such an expression?"
With a hint of amusement and satisfaction, Hood felt that all the hard work he had done in the past few days was well worth it, seeing Bismarck's disgusted expression but her inability to obey his orders...
No, this feeling is addictive.
Bismarck retorted, "But I'm not a maid, just a head waiter. And in your maid troupe, isn't Gloucester always wearing a stern face? Not to mention Sheffield."
"Ah, those two children?" Hood felt it necessary to explain. "Gloucester, with his serious face, can keep the mischievous Prince and Her Majesty in check. As for Sheffield, if she didn't always have a gloomy face and sometimes be quite sarcastic, who knows how many times those lively children would have dirtied the place she was cleaning."
Sheffield had painstakingly cleaned the Royal Dormitory spotless, but then the kids, like the big blue mackerel, ignored the dry ground and rolled around everywhere, leaving mud and grass all over the Royal Gardens.
Then Sheffield grabbed one of them by the arm and dragged them into a small, dark room, where the screams that emanated from inside were enough to send chills down your spine.
The mackerel and the cannonball, having been punished, were incredibly well-behaved for the next few days, even for nearly half a month... It was nothing short of a miracle.
As a result, Sheffield became famous overnight.
Bismarck sighed, "Do you really have nothing better to do than come here?"
Hood covered his mouth and chuckled: "Ah? What? Can't I spend money here?"
"So you specifically asked me to wait here? Honestly, that German guy is really giving me something to do."
Bismarck was very dissatisfied.
Hood picked up his teacup: "Where's my coffee?"
Bismarck sighed, then poured Hood a full glass, and said fiercely, "You've already had three drinks this morning. If you don't drink yourself to death, let's see if you can sleep tonight."
Hood wasn't angry: "You don't need to worry about that. Just run the ship's equipment."
Bismarck sneered: "It seems that Yatsen, Belfast, and the Commander have given such an order: it's okay to eat a lot, but you can't use the ship's equipment to digest it. That would be a pure waste of food."
How could you, as a flagship and secretary ship, knowingly break the law?
Hu De chuckled and said, "But how can I not just get some exercise?"
Bismarck looked at him with disbelief: "You're like this, and you still exercise?"
I'm afraid she'll be panting heavily while running, and her contact lenses will fall out—what a useless lady!
In terms of naval combat, Bismarck could barely suppress Hood, but in terms of movement alone, 100 Hoods wouldn't be enough for Bismarck to fight with one hand.
Hood, however, touched his cheek with longing in his eyes: "Of course, it's at night, when I can do some aerobic exercise with the Commander~ Maybe we can even do it until the early hours of the morning."
Bismarck opened her mouth, but finally managed to utter, "You, a lady, are really provocative now that you've broken your vows."
"How dare you talk to me, a temporary client, like that?" Hood revealed a dangerous smile. "Come on, do my latte art..."
Bismarck, resigned, figured this was part of the job, so she picked up the latte art supplies and asked, "What do you want?"
Let's get a Mona Lisa smile!
“…Why don’t you just die?” Bismarck exclaimed angrily.
While the two on this side are still locked in a love-hate relationship, Tirpitz and Ren Shuo on the other side are secretly observing.
"Waaah, your sister is really pitiful, being bullied by Hood." Ren Shuo leaned on the back of the sofa, somewhat gloating.
Tirpitz glanced at the two people who looked so different from usual, and took a sip of ice water: "There's nothing I can do. Just like how my sister is easily vulnerable when it comes to Hood, Hood also likes to tease my sister."
"These are the two people who love and hate each other," Ren Shuo added.
Tirpitz looked at the farce with a puzzled expression, then asked, "How is it a love-hate relationship? I can see the hate... but I can't see any love in it at all."
Ren Shuo said with a wicked smile, "If you see Hu De coming over when your sister comes to my place, you'll understand why it's called a love-hate relationship."
Both men compare themselves to see who is more attractive to them as the commander, so in the end, Ren Shuo himself is the one who gets the most satisfaction.
“Commander, you really are…” A blush crept onto Tirpitz’s usually cool face.
Tirpitz was the kind of person who, even though they were an old married couple, was still very reserved, even innocent. When she was deeply in love, she would only whimper like a kitten, biting the sheets to suppress her voice.
Back then, Ren Shuo loved making Tirpitz unable to suppress his voice; it was absolutely adorable.
Therefore, among all the married ships, Ren Shuo's favorite to tease was Tirpitz, whose reactions were truly hilarious.
Previously, it was a business, but perhaps it was over-educated by the goddess of the hearth, or perhaps it was made so ashamed by its sister Yorktown that it has almost lost its sense of shame, and now it is gradually becoming more extroverted like the White Eagle.
So, having a wife who's always this shy, no matter how many years have passed, is just wonderful!
"Aren't you going to do anything about it? I feel like my sister is about to smash a coffee cup over Hood's head." Tirpitz forcibly changed the subject.
Ren Shuo merely glanced at it and didn't pay any more attention: "It's alright, it's impossible."
"Aren't you afraid that your sister will really get angry and then go after Hood and tear the tavern down?"
Ren Shuo, however, was drinking his milk when he casually said, "Don't worry, I've already used my mental network to slightly restrict them. They can't even summon their ship equipment, so how can they fight?"
Tirpitz suddenly remembered what was being said outside: "But aren't women also very good at fighting?"
Pulling each other's hair... It's hard to imagine that the dignified and elegant Lady Hood and the serious and earnest Chancellor Bismarck would do such a thing.
Ren Shuo comforted them, "Relax, relax. I've already told the two of them that if a fight breaks out, they can just fish up the streetlights and flagpoles... Since everyone's already lost face, let's just make it all worthwhile."
Tirpitz looked at Ren Shuo with the devil's expression. This method... was very simple and crude, but extremely effective.
At least look at Bismarck, he smashed several coffee pots in anger, but he didn't pour coffee directly on Hood's head.
“Bismarck, do you know how to mix drinks?” Hood asked.
"Drinking so early in the morning?" Bismarck frowned. "That's not like you."
Hu De laughed: "Today I'm going to break the rules a little and have some fun."
Hmph, if I didn't break the rules, how could I let you do this and that?
Bismarck could only nod: "What would you like to drink?"
"100 cups of water-cut whiskey, oh right, no using the power of the ship girls, okay?" Hood grinned mischievously.
Bismarck gritted his teeth, his face contorted with humiliation: "Don't go too far!"
Hu De feigned surprise and covered his mouth: "How did I go too far? I just promised to treat others to drinks, so I bought a little more. Don't you run a business?"
But if you don't let me use the power of the ship girls, let alone 100 trophies, even 10 trophies would probably be too much for my hands.
Bismarck had reached her limit, but forced by her commander's orders, she could only shout, "Commander! Look at this scoundrel! This is outrageous!"
Ren Shuo echoed, "Yes, yes, that's going too far, that's going too far."
You're persecuting someone, and you've gone straight to physical punishment. No wonder Bismarck was driven to shouting.
Hu De coughed and said, "Then I'll have one."
"Hmph, just you wait!" Bismarck glared at her, then stormed off in a huff.
Ren Shuo also sat down next to Hood with Tirpitz: "Hood, aren't you going too far? I'm not saying you're going too far, but aren't you afraid that Bismarck will beat you up after these events are over?"
Hood gave Ren Shuo a strange look: "Commander, let me ask you this: if I stop now, will Bismarck let me go?"
"Uh, no."
"That's settled then, I'll enjoy myself first." Hu De said calmly.
Her idea was good. After having a good time these past few days, she immediately handed over the work of the secretary ship to Belfast, and then went out to run quests for ten days or half a month. When she came back, Bismarck was angry, but she would only give her a sour face or be sarcastic.
But the idea of hanging him up and beating him was no longer mentioned.
The plan is in place.
Ren Shuo and Tirpitz exchanged glances, realizing that, in a sense, Hud's logic was impeccable.
"Just be aware of your own limitations," Ren Shuo said.
Tirpitz opened her mouth, wanting to remind Hood of something, but then thought that Bismarck was her sister after all, so she let it go.
Hood, you must understand, during the day, even though you were a customer and specifically requested Bismarck to serve you, but...
Have you forgotten that she gets off work at night? You've been messing with her all day, but when it's time for her to get off work, Bismarck will probably do something to kill you.
But looking at the cheerful royal lady before him, Tirpitz could only pray silently in his heart.
"Commander, I drank too much coffee... I probably won't be able to sleep tonight," Hood said, distressed.
"Who told you to drink so much?" Ren Shuo said irritably. "Even if it's a rare opportunity, you can't..."
"So, Commander, let me exercise tonight, just to burn off some energy," Hood suggested.
Ren Shuo nodded decisively: "Okay."
Tirpitz silently mourned for Hood, wondering what kind of trouble Hood would suffer tonight, as the commander had said.
Chapter 478 The Emperor Gradually Becoming a Sister-Complex
The next day, for some reason, Hood, who had previously declared that he would have Bismarck follow him for the next few days, did not appear by Bismarck's side.
On the contrary, Ren Shuo and Bismarck both looked radiant.