My ship girl setup is off...

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White Emden was holding his left arm, but Black Emden was touching his waist with one hand, stroking his chin with the other, and blowing air into his ear.

"Get away, get away! Don't get so close to my things, they'll get dirty!"

While Zheng Ri was pondering how to answer Emden, Prince Prurecht, with his arms crossed, walked up to Black Emden, pulled him over, and stared directly at him, leaving Black Emden no choice but to return to White Emden's side.

"Prourecht, he's not just yours! How dare you try to steal our things? You have some nerve!"

"He's not yours alone! In that case, what's wrong with me striking first?"

Looking at Emden's frail appearance, Prurecht said disdainfully, "So what if she's just a sickly person? The Commander is mine! Even Bismarck is the same."

Emden could only watch helplessly as Prurecht took a hard line. Even Bismarck wore a helpless smile. Although Prurecht would follow his orders, he was more concerned with the commander's interests. Now that the commander was here, he would definitely prioritize Prurecht's needs.

"While I sometimes enjoy watching you two bicker, please be mindful of the occasion, you two."

Just as Bismarck was about to stop them from continuing, Edin, dressed in an incongruous kimono, walked up to Masahiro and sternly reprimanded the two of them. Seeing that they automatically shut their mouths, Odin turned his gaze to Masahiro and gradually softened.

"Good evening, Commander. It seems you've encountered a minor problem here."

"It's alright, we're all family, it's good to have things like this sometimes."

Zheng Ri replied with a smile that since Odin had played the bad cop, he would play the good cop, which made Prurecht and Emden feel a little better.

"Well, compared to this one, everyone says they're waiting for me, so Bismarck, how about we start now?"

Zheng Ri looked at her, because she was the initiator of this gathering and the first person to invite him, so he definitely had to ask her.

"Of course, it started the moment you walked in, the command..."

"Sir, how about it? Would you accept my invitation to first have a drink with me, and then dance together?"

Bismarck smiled and held up the champagne to him. Zheng Ri took the glass and gave her a satisfactory answer.

"I do, my Bismarck."

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"Commander, I can tell you jumped pretty well."

Zheng Ri accepted his invitation, which brought a happy smile to Bismarck's face. He then took Bismarck's hand and they danced a common duet to the beautiful music playing in the hall. Surprisingly, Bismarck was quite skilled at it.

"Of course, even though I don't know much, I still have some basic knowledge in this area, since the maids taught me, but unfortunately not much."

Praised by Bismarck, Masaharu said with a touch of pride, after all, he never knew how to do these moves before. He only learned them from the maids, although he paid a heavy price for it, at least a billion.

"Really? That's a shame. I was planning to teach the Commander how to jump, but since that's the case, let's jump to our hearts' content."

Hearing his pride, Bismarck said with a hint of regret, but her eyes betrayed her true feelings. Instead, she tightened her grip on his arm, not allowing him to leave before she was satisfied.

Okay, I'll try my best.

Unaware of what kind of hell awaited him, Zheng Ri laughed heartily, naively believing it was just a dance performance. However, he would soon regret it.

After dancing with Bismarck for one dance, she wanted to dance a second one. That wasn't the worst part. What was truly terrifying was that when the other ship girls saw that Bismarck had danced with them twice, they also wanted to dance twice. That was when they couldn't resist anymore.

After fulfilling their requests and dancing for two whole hours, Zheng Ri felt that his legs were useless and he didn't even want to walk anymore. He felt paralyzed and didn't want to move at all.

Actually, it wasn't that tiring. The main problem was that some ship girls couldn't dance, but they kept stomping on his feet. Emden and Prurecht were the ones mentioned by name. However, the two of them were already very satisfied. They sat on either side of him with happy smiles on their faces, as if some worries had been blown away and they were in a good mood.

"Commander, if you don't want to, then don't grant their request."

Seeing Zheng Ri's appearance, Bismarck couldn't help but feel sorry for him. She came behind him and placed her fair, glove-free hands on his back to massage and relax him.

"It's okay... I can't say no at this time!"

Despite being treated so gently by Bismarck, Masaharu remained stubbornly defiant, like a pancake, which amused Bismarck.

"In that case... Commander, how about we dance another beautiful dance? Don't worry, I won't deliberately step on your feet like they do."

Bismarck whispered in his ear, her warm breath brushing against his ear. And this only made things worse, causing Masaharu to break down completely, begging for mercy incessantly.

"Alright, alright, Bismarck, I really can't keep up anymore. I'll definitely do it next time, next time!"

Thinking back to what had just happened, Zheng Ri still felt the pain in his foot. This made Bismarck both feel sorry for him and happy. She felt sorry for him because he was her husband, and as for being happy, it was definitely out of schadenfreude.

"Alright, since you've already said that, I'll definitely listen to you next time. But Commander, please come find me from the balcony next time."

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her slender fingertips, Bismarck spoke happily to him. After finishing, she slowly drank a glass of champagne and walked towards the balcony.

It was clear that Bismarck had something he wanted to say to him. After thinking for only a few seconds, he stood up and, with some pain in his step, tried to catch up with Bismarck's back.

"Hey, where are you going? Sorry, I shouldn't have stepped on your foot..."

However, as soon as she stood up, Rupprecht grabbed her hand and apologized to her. His expression was full of remorse, almost as if he knew he was wrong, but he wouldn't change, but he liked her, so he had to apologize to her.

It looks weird.

"It's good that you know. Now that you know where you went wrong, you'd better make it up to me. I'm going to find Bismarck now."

After saying this, Zheng Ri left Rupprecht dumbfounded, looking like he wanted to say something but couldn't, which made Emden laugh on the other side.

"She looks very sad, and that's her own fault, though so are we."

"Bismarck, I've arrived."

Following Bismarck's figure, Zheng Ri arrived at the spacious balcony and saw her holding half a glass of champagne, gazing into the distance while feeling the cold wind.

"Commander, do you know? Weakness is the original sin, especially since, as an ordinary battleship, it has its own..."

Suddenly, Bismarck looked into the distance and said these words to Zheng Ri, which made him feel that something was wrong. He looked at her with a strange and wary gaze, afraid that Bismarck would tell him that she was no longer human, no, she was no longer a battleship.

"so?..."

"Therefore, I hope you, Commander, can help me break through my limits!"

After saying that, Bismarck turned around and looked at Zheng Ri. Compared to her previous gaze, her eyes were now much sharper, both in body and mind.

"What are you talking about? Breaking through personal limits? I don't understand at all..."

In contrast to Bismarck's earnestness and sincerity, Masaharu said he couldn't understand her. He could understand each word she said individually, but when they were put together, they became incomprehensible.

"Commander, have you forgotten that when you were with Yorktown, at a certain moment, she underwent an unprecedented transformation? Her ship equipment became powerful, beautiful, and confident—a symbol of breaking through her limits. And the key to activating that transformation is..."

"You, Commander, and the union of souls."

Bismarck stared intently into the eyes of the Japanese emperor and shared his research and insights. Although his tone and actions showed a certain fanaticism, Bismarck knew exactly what he was saying and doing.

Yorktown? Uh...

Being looked at like that by Bismarck, Zheng Ri felt a lot of pressure, because Bismarck was right. Yorktown was a successful example, and there was another one, whoever it was, who changed in the process.

However, this way of breaking through oneself is too bizarre.

However, while she was thinking about how to cooperate with Bismarck, she drank half of the cup and then kissed his lips, exchanging simple but effective fluids with him.

"Bismarck, what are you doing?"

"Commander, my meaning is very clear, which is... to assist my training!"

Chapter 276 Do a good job!

"So slow! Where did you go?!"

After some time, Seiji and Bismarck returned. However, judging from their disheveled appearance, it was obvious to anyone that they had done something. But Rupprecht acted as if he hadn't seen any trace of them and went straight up to him, questioning him.

"It's nothing, Bismarck just drank a bit too much and threw up, so I helped her vomit. And just in case, I also gave her some glucose."

Stopped by Rupprecht, Zheng Ri calmly continued telling lies, leaving her speechless before she could say anything more.

Ship girls would throw up from drinking? And need to drink glucose to replenish themselves? Who would believe that?

"Whatever happens, stay with me. I want to get some fruit, you can come with me."

Ignoring his idiotic lie, Rupprecht grabbed his hand after he finished speaking, wanting him to spend more of his last moments with her, otherwise when would they meet again?

However, just as Rupprecht reached out to grab him, he was caught by another hand. Looking over, he saw Bismarck with a confident smile on his face. For some reason, Rupprecht felt that something was wrong.

"Ruprecht, you can't force the commander to go wherever he wants.

Bismarck's words made Rupprecht's expression turn somewhat ugly. When did this guy without a dragon become able to give him orders at will? Taking a chicken feather as an imperial edict?

What bothered her most was that Bismarck used to be so in control of her, but now she was, and more importantly, she seemed to have undergone some terrible change, even though she didn't have a dragon.

“Bismarck, this isn’t quite right. Although I’m only affiliated with you in terms of faction, I’m still part of the Commander’s research fleet. Or do you think it’s okay to give me these orders?”

Rupprecht shook off Bismarck's hand, and with a polite smile, spoke to her. If possible, Rupprecht didn't want to be so impolite to this superior, even though she didn't have a dragon.

"If the commander can, I have no problem with that."

Bismarck released her hand, saying apologetically that she was no longer the same person she once was; times had changed. If Rupprecht insisted on causing trouble...

"Alright, these little things aren't worth arguing about, Rupprecht, I'll stay with you."

Seeing that they were about to really start arguing, Zheng Ricai spoke up to stop them. He had originally hoped that they could just let things go peacefully, but now it seemed that was really not going to work.

"Mmm~, that's more like it. Let's go, let's go, I want to eat kiwis, you have to fill them up for me."

Only after receiving his company did Rupprecht give up his struggle with Bismarck, take his hand, and walk past Bismarck with his head held high like a victorious hen, leaving the latter with a helpless smile.

"Sister... what happened? Hmm? The aura on you..."

After Ruprecht led Masaharu away, Tirpitz arrived slowly. Watching them leave, she turned to look at her sister and suddenly realized that she seemed different from before.

"Yes, I've broken through my limits now, Tizi. Want to know what kind of new power I've gained?"

When Bismarck saw his adorable little sister arrive, he said happily, though his face didn't show it, his eyes still seemed to say, "I'm so great, praise me more!"

"Let's wait until after the party... we might not even see it then, since we're having another big meal later."

Tirpitz saw through his sister's...

He wanted to be praised, but didn't immediately agree, after all, today's feast wasn't a feast in the literal sense.

"...Okay, I understand. I wonder if the Commander can handle it."

Bismarck understood Tirpitz's implication and said something strange, but thinking that the commander was able to kill more than twenty people by himself, it must not be a big problem, right?

"Has Bismarck changed? I feel like she's more capable than before?"

When they arrived at the self-service dining area in the venue, Rupprecht had a lot of food on his plate, but he couldn't eat much himself. He let Jung-il and her share it. He ate two-thirds and Rupprecht ate one-third, and she even forced him to eat it.

"Want to know? Come on! Shout something nice and let me hear it."

After swallowing the roasted meat that Rupprecht put in his mouth, Zheng Ri teased her, saying to himself that he really wanted to see what kind of arrogant person Rupprecht was who could call herself "this young lady".

"Huh?! You want me to call you something nice?! You've got guts!!...Well, you know what I mean, right?"

Unlike him, Rupprecht didn't argue with him. Instead, he put down his fork, extended his right hand towards him, revealing five slender, white fingers, and a blush appeared on his arrogant and conceited face. Anyway, he wouldn't give it to him.

"Well... I'll definitely do it next time!"

Seeing Rupprecht's bluntness, Zheng Ri was at a loss for words. Couldn't the forced marriage be done in a different way? Why be so direct? However, he really didn't have any other options, so he could only reluctantly refuse.

"Hmph! I knew you didn't have it, and you wouldn't give it to me! So tell me now! Otherwise, I'll use this big pair of scissors to chop off that thing down there!!"

Seeing that he was playing a trick on her, Rupprecht was very straightforward. She summoned her giant scissor ship equipment behind her, spoke sternly, and stared at his lower body. This made Zheng Ri immediately admit defeat, even though he knew she wouldn't do that.

"No, please don't kill me! I'll tell you... Bismarck has a big dragon now!"

Seeing Rupprecht's adorable appearance, Masaru had no choice but to reveal Bismarck's great dragon. Anyway, Bismarck would bring it up later, so it didn't matter whether he said it sooner or later.

"Oh~, I knew that's why she dared to show off to me directly. Well done! I'll reward you with a couple more bites! So you won't run out of energy later!"

Having already understood the implied meaning in Zheng Ri's words, Rupprecht couldn't help but nod. Then, he forked two pieces of meat, which were covered in sauce, and stuffed them into Zheng Ri's mouth, telling him to eat well and work hard later!

After swallowing a mouthful of meat, Zheng Ri spoke with some confusion, but was met with a mocking gaze from Rupprecht, a familiar feeling that reminded Zheng Ri of the foxes in Sakura Empire.

They also look at themselves with that same perspective.

Chapter 277 Vanyoxi?

But just as he was about to ask something, Rupprecht stopped talking and began eating his grilled meat and drinking his soup, looking like he was waiting for a good show to begin, which made Zheng Ri feel uneasy.

It's like being forced to experience freedom and passion in White Eagle... although it's not quite that, it's somewhat similar.

"Commander, are you full?"

While Zheng Ri chose not to dwell on the matter, Tirpitz had already walked up behind him and gently patted him.

"Not yet, I just ate some. Want some grapes? You look really good in this new outfit."

Hearing a cool female voice calling his name, Masaru turned around and saw Tirpitz dressed in a white gown. She looked quite beautiful. Compared to any other white kimono, she now seemed to possess a more noble and beautiful aura, just like Bismarck, with a queenly presence.

However, it still doesn't look as good as a kimono.

"I won't eat, Commander, but I can eat with you. Do you need me to feed you?"

Tirpitz lifted her skirt and sat down beside him, smiling as she spoke. Without waiting for his reply, she picked up a gleaming silver fork, inserted a piece of meat, and brought it to his lips, speaking gently: