Azur Lane Under the Stars

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Belfast continued patiently, "But your affection is a bit too intense; the master isn't used to it. Shouldn't we take it step by step?"

New Jersey's mouth formed a ω shape, and then she said to Belfast with feigned coyness, "Belfast, how did you know my love for the Commander is so deep? Did you see it? Ah! H!"

A vein bulged on Belfast's forehead, and he forced a smile, "Miss New Jersey, you've made up your mind not to come down, haven't you?"

New Jersey turned her head and said, "No."

Belfast was still smiling, but her aura gradually grew stronger: "Very good... Master, please practice with Miss Georgia."

Ren Shuo silently mourned for New Jersey for a moment, then used his free hand to make a phone call.

Belfast walked step by step toward New Jersey, and New Jersey sensed something was wrong: "Wait! Don't come any closer!"

At that moment, Hu Teng, who was changing clothes in the room, suddenly heard screams outside. His hand trembled involuntarily, and he almost tore the clothes in his hand.

He looked suspiciously at the door of the room. What terrible thing had happened outside?

However… Hu Teng looked at the maid outfit in his hand and blushed a little. Should he really wear this maid outfit? It felt a bit different from the maid outfits in Belfast.

Well, since we're already here, I might as well put it on.

Hu Teng gritted his teeth and began to change his clothes.

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"Do you realize your mistake?"

"knew?"

"Now you understand, stop watching those trashy TV dramas?"

"knew?"

Why is it a question?

"Because I don't know if I know or not."

Ren Shuo and Belfast watched the scene unfold.

The New Jersey girl in front of him was kneeling obediently, while the one lecturing him was Georgia, who had been called over by Ren Shuo.

Georgia glared at New Jersey: "You stay here and reflect on your actions!"

Then he turned to Ren Shuo and Belfast and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Commander, this guy has been watching too many soap operas lately, those mindless, mindless shows... so he's had a bit of a brain problem."

Ren Shuo thought to himself, no, no, no, New Jersey is usually just like this, but today it's just especially excessive.

But they still said, "It's okay, we understand. This thing really does cause a lot of harm."

"I'm glad you understand... I'm sorry for troubling you. I'll take this silly rabbit back and discipline him properly..." Georgia felt her face burning.

As the caretaker of this silly rabbit in New Jersey (just kidding), Georgia feels it's really bad that her pet rabbit is causing trouble for others.

New Jersey immediately retorted with dissatisfaction, "What silly rabbit? I'm the Black Flame Dragon! Awooo!"

Georgia's face darkened: "Then I'll take her back first... You guys carry on."

Then, without any mercy, she grabbed the rabbit earrings from New Jersey's head and dragged her outside.

Immediately afterwards, faint crackling sounds and screams from New Jersey could be heard outside.

Interspersed among them were Georgia's comments like, "Black Flame Dragon, huh?", "Awooo, huh?", and "Shameful, huh?".

Ren Shuo and Belfast exchanged glances. Ren Shuo coughed and said, "Ahem, let's leave it at that. New Jersey has received its due punishment... By the way, what did Hu Teng say?"

Belfast said, "Miss Hutten is changing inside."

"Maid outfit?" Ren Shuo was somewhat intrigued.

Belfast nodded with a smile: "Yes."

What style?

Belfast gave a mysterious smile: "Then please forgive Belfast for keeping you in suspense. Please look forward to it, Master."

Before she could finish speaking, the locker room door opened, and Hu Teng, wearing a Katyusha hat with only her head showing, blushed slightly: "This... feels a little strange."

Belfast moved over and pulled Hutten out: "Isn't this just for people to see? There's nothing strange about it."

Belfast looked Hutten up and down, who seemed rather shy.

Katyusha, dressed as a maid, had her black hair pinned up with a white hair clip. She washed off her usual smoky eye makeup and put on a light maid-style makeup, her full red lips looking even more plump with the help of lipstick.

Her upper body was a white shirt-style maid outfit of Dido level, which exposed her breasts. Although it covered her collarbone and the peaks above, it could not hide her smooth, jade-like shoulders and alluring southern hemisphere.

The bottom button was undone, revealing her small and cute belly button, while her two slender arms were wrapped in white ice silk arm guards, making her look very capable.

She wore a black mini-skirt that only covered about half of her thighs, paired with white over-the-knee socks and black round-toed leather shoes...

The originally aloof and elegant older sister suddenly transformed into a soft and gentle maid.

If it weren't for her hair color and bust size, she could probably play a maid of Dido's caliber.

Belfast was very satisfied and nodded: "Very good... What does Master think?"

Ren Shuo also gave a thumbs up: "It suits you very well, Hu Teng."

Hu Teng was praised, but felt more shy: "Even if you praise me like this... I still don't understand why I need a maid outfit on the ship!"

Belfast explained, "Miss Hutten, have you ever been this shy before?"

Hu Teng was stunned: "No."

Belfast nodded: "Yes, changing your clothes and letting you experience different emotions will help you better accept our teachings."

“I understand… changing clothes is like changing one’s mindset and identity…” Hu Teng said thoughtfully. “So what should I do?”

Belfast flashed a mischievous smile: "Of course, it'll be working as a maid with me. We'll start with a week of instruction, and then you can work for a month in our royal maid cafe... Master, is that alright?"

Ren Shuo was also happy to see this: "Approved. For the next month, Hu Teng can stay home and not go out to do any commissions. She can just be a maid."

Hu Tengbang was stunned: "Eh?! Commander, you!"

Belfast interjected, "First of all, the first lesson for maids... the commander should not be called commander, but should be called 'master'."

Then, he said to Hu Teng in a somewhat forceful manner, "Come on, call someone."

Hu Teng was taken aback by the head maid's sudden change in demeanor and instinctively called out, "Master?"

Chapter 469 The Ultimate Battle of the Iron-Blooded Royal Maids!

Ren Shuo felt refreshed after being called "master" by Hu Teng. Even when Belfast gave Hu Teng the order to leave and started giving him a maid lesson, he still felt like he was basking in a spring breeze.

While casually strolling around the port, the ship girls he encountered were quite surprised, wondering what good thing had happened to the commander this time.

Having seen Hu Teng in her maid outfit, Ren Shuo had essentially completed his afternoon plans ahead of schedule. So, in the afternoon, Ren Shuo went to the office to see what he needed to do.

Without the annoyance of the silly rabbit, the secretary ships naturally welcomed Ren Shuo's arrival. This was partly out of personal motives; they hoped the commander would spend more time with them.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Ren Shuo asked as soon as he sat down in his chair.

Hood immediately said seriously, "Commander, could you send a royal maid over? Belfast has other missions to attend to, so we'd like someone to cover for us. Otherwise, we won't have anyone to help with the tea."

Tirpitz glanced at Hood: "I think we can take care of it ourselves."

Hu De argued, "But making it myself will always waste work time, and although homemade food tastes good, it can never be as delicious as professionally made food."

Perhaps because of the grudges between Bismarck and Hood, Tirpitz showed Hood no mercy whatsoever: "Why don't you just say you can't make tea? Besides, Commander, let me tell you, the purpose of reassigning a maid is to serve as this young lady's secretary and handle documents. Making tea for us is just a side job."

Ren Shuo knew this too, so he deliberately teased Hu De: "How about I transfer Kent and Suffolk over to you?"

Hood was stunned: "Aren't we just being nice by not causing any trouble?"

"What about Edinburgh?"

"No, let her go and harm Her Majesty the Queen..." Hood said with a look of refusal.

"Hmm... how about Belfast?"

"Commander!" Hood exclaimed angrily.

The serene and gentle Hood could always break down in a second in front of Ren Shuo, Bismarck, and the cannon-wielding warrior.

“You’re employing child labor, Hood,” Joan of Arc teased.

"I already said! Commander, be serious!" Hu De looked at Ren Shuo with great dissatisfaction, her beautiful eyes wide.

"Alright, alright, I'm not teasing you anymore... I'll have Gloucester and Newcastle come over later," Ren Shuo said.

“Newcastle and Charybdis, shall we? Commander?” Hood asked expectantly.

Forget about Gloucester; with that stern, unyielding personality, you should be grateful if he doesn't push you to work. Expect him to help you work? Dream on. Newcastle and Charybdis are much better.

Ren Shuo found it somewhat amusing; Hu Dede was making no attempt to hide his slacking off.

But he didn't refuse either: "Okay."

"Is there anything else?" Ren Shuo asked.

“Oh, right, there’s one more thing…” Tirpitz pulled a piece of paper out of a pile of documents. “Here, this is it.”

"What? Let me see... a maid competition? Are you all alright?" Ren Shuo looked up, somewhat bewildered.

It seems that Queen Elizabeth and Germany, these two brats, one a royal queen and the other an iron-blooded princess, started arguing and dragged both sides into the fray.

It started with an argument. The German said her iron-willed servants were the best in the world, but Elizabeth immediately got upset and said that her maids were the best in the world. Then, it inexplicably turned into a competition between the maids.

Ren Shuo stared blankly at Tirpitz, holding the paper, and asked, "Has Germany lost its mind? Are they competing with the royal family in maidservant contests?"

Just kidding, if maids could be copied at will, would they still be called royal maids?

"No, don't both sides have maid pubs or teahouses? Then both sides send more people in, and use a week's turnover as the competition. Whoever has the higher net income is the winner."

Tirpitz said, "That's something only two brats could come up with."

"Aren't Bismarck, Frederick the Great, and Illustrious going to stop them?" Ren Shuo asked curiously. Logically speaking, they weren't the kind of ship girls who would let two brats play with them at will.

"After they received this news, they actually found it quite interesting. Everyone has been cooped up in the port for so long, and they need some activities to relax, so they agreed. Now it depends on whether you, Commander, agree or not. You have a veto right and a vote to approve."

Ren Shuo revealed a subtle smile: "Since they want to organize these activities, then as the commander, I certainly can't let them down, right? I agree... but there's a problem."

Tirpitz asked, puzzled, "What's the problem?"

“Right now, Hutten is learning to be a maid under Belfast, so for the time being, she can only be considered as being on the Royal side,” Ren Shuo said.

Tirpitz breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought it was something serious... It's alright, we still have Empres here."

Ren Shuo was stunned: "Huh? This girl hasn't left yet?"

Tirpitz shrugged: "It seems like I've gotten used to working here and wanted to find something to do, so I haven't left."

"Alright... You can decide for yourselves. I'll stamp it now." Ren Shuo nodded and stamped the document.

"Hehehe, this is going to be good!" Yorktown clapped his hands in delight. "Don't worry, I'll be there to support you."

"Then you absolutely must come to Ironblood." Tirpitz had already started preparing to attract customers.

Hood retorted, "Our royal maids are the most authentic, guaranteeing Yorktown will experience the treatment of a young lady... Besides, Yorktown doesn't really like drinking, does she?"

“We have coffee here too… and Hood, shut up, you should finish your own work first, mine is all done,” Tirpitz said.

Hood choked for a moment, took a sip of black tea with a somewhat sullen expression, and then continued with his work.

"Alright, alright, I'm going back to both sides... By the way, when does it start?" Yorktown asked.

"Let's start next week... We need a few days to prepare and promote it," Ren Shuo decided.

“Okay, it’s settled then. I’ll contact Ironblood (Royal) right away,” the two said in unison.

“I have a feeling this is going to get lively… What do you think about our camp organizing a similar event?” Chapaev and Duke Abruzzi’s eyes lit up, and they began to discuss it in hushed tones.

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"What's going on? Why are we comparing ourselves to those people from the royal family?"

Within the Ironblood camp, Scharnhorst rubbed his temples, looking somewhat troubled.

"We've only had a few days of peace? The bombed house has just been repaired, and we're already going to be busy again? No way!"

Gneisenau also clutched his head and screamed in pain.

It's no wonder Gneisenau is so frustrated, because as an office worker, she has been responsible for allocating and supervising these recent tasks. Tirpitz had previously mentioned that she could take a month-long paid vacation after finishing these tasks.

As a result, now that Germany, that brat, and Queen Elizabeth have both risen up, everyone else is going to suffer along with them.

However, the little guys and the Ironblood ship girls who haven't been working overtime lately found it quite interesting, like opening shops and having competitions.