My ship girl setup is off...

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"Regarding this matter, Dunkirk, all I can say is that you don't need to rush... oh no! I mean, there's a little bit of work to be done right now..."

Just as Zheng Ri was explaining, Dunkirk, who had already become dissatisfied, slammed the silver fork he was holding heavily into the Mont Blanc cake. The chestnuts used as decoration on the cake were as if they had encountered an extremely sharp sword, and very straight, fine lines appeared on them.

As Dunkirk moved away, the delicious Mont Blanc cake was cut in two, and the cake, now divided into several pieces, was slowly fed into Dunkirk's mouth. While listening to Zheng Ri's explanation, he chewed the cake with a smile on his face.

The terrifying strength of his jaw muscles made even Zheng Ri feel as if he could hear the sound of his teeth grinding together, which immediately silenced him.

What else can I say?

"A little bit, just a tiny bit more, I see. So the Commander is always so careful and gentle with the other sisters, but when it comes to me, he becomes a little bit more complicated. I understand now."

"Um, Dunkirk, perhaps you shouldn't try to imitate others' way of speaking. I still prefer your original gentle and kind demeanor, and the happy smile that appears on your face when you make delicious desserts."

Zheng Ri felt a little wronged. It seemed that he really hadn't had the time lately. What was wrong with this world? Why did it become like this? It's so bad.

"Haa~, Commander, it would be nice if you could put down the champagne you're holding before you talk. Besides, while I don't mind Miss Champagne joining our little rendezvous, isn't your behavior a bit excessive, Commander?"

Dunkirk watched as Champagne, dressed in what was clearly a Sakura Empire kimono, sat sideways on the Commander's lap, her head resting lightly on his shoulder, her eyes closed in quiet solitude, her hands clasped together with the Commander's, a picture of affection. A vow ring gleamed on the ring finger of Champagne's hand, where their hands were intertwined.

This made Dunkirk's eyes twitch wildly. Was this mockery? A blatant mockery from Iris Liberty? No, she was now under Iris Liberty's control, but what was this? A blatant disrespect? It was just a casual rendezvous with the Commander, why did it turn into this?

"Well, everything was fine just now, it's just that Champagne suddenly came over. It's nothing, Dunkirk... Anyway, Champagne, I know you were thinking of me, but this isn't a good thing, you know?"

Zheng Ri looked down at Xiangbin, who was sleeping on his shoulder, and whispered in her ear. Xiangbin did not respond after he finished speaking, but Zheng Ri could clearly hear that her eyelashes were trembling slightly. She must have heard him, but that was not good.

As he watched, Zheng Ri's gaze followed her beautiful, upturned eyelashes, gradually moving from her fair and delicate face, down her alluring, smooth, jade-like neck, and finally to her exposed shoulders and the mounds covered by a thin veil.

You see, Champagne is an elegant and alluring sleeping beauty. Just staring at her for a short while made Zheng Ri feel his body already lifting up.

In the past, he would have definitely unleashed his beastly nature and bullied this elegant Sleeping Beauty wedding ship, but not now, because Dunkirk is watching.

She's already on the verge of exploding with rage. If she keeps testing him like this, he might really be dragged into the fray, which would be difficult to handle.

So Zheng Ri had no choice but to put the Sleeping Beauty in his arms on another recliner so that she could sleep for the time being and could not wake up yet.

"How is it now?"

"Commander, there are ways to quell my anger, it just depends on whether you're willing to do so."

Zheng Ri's actions brought a smile to Dunkirk's face. Her beautiful, vermilion eyes held a mixture of amusement and affection because of him. However, she had always found it difficult to face these feelings. Dunkirk felt that her commander was a womanizing scoundrel who seduced ship girls.

So, with a joking thought in mind, Dunkirk put down the silver fork, extended his right hand towards him, and deliberately curled his ring finger slightly, the meaning of which couldn't be clearer.

If we don't force marriage now, we'll force the commander to resign later, and show him what traditional skills are all about.

"I see... then that makes things a little tricky."

Zheng Ri scratched the back of his head, looking somewhat troubled. How could he not understand what Dunkirk meant? It was just that it wasn't convenient right now, and it didn't feel like the right time.

But after thinking about it, Zheng Ri still decided to do it himself.

He rummaged in his inside pocket, and Dunkirk's eyes widened with anticipation, his lips slightly parted, somewhat incredulous.

Could it really be that this time, it will be alright?

However, to Dunkirk's disappointment, when Zheng Ri took it out, he did not produce anything like the little black box, which left Dunkirk quite disappointed, his expectant heart tinged with a slight sense of loss.

“Commander, that behavior, in Royal terms, is hardly gentlemanly... it will disappoint the lady.”

"Dunkirk, I feel like you're talking strangely, but don't be so disappointed. Wait a little longer, and happiness will come knocking."

Zheng Ri smiled, and then, under her questioning expression, he unfolded the oath ring that he had been tightly holding in his right hand, emitting a faint light that was so enviable that even just looking at it made Dunkirk want to look at it. Dunkirk couldn't help but cover his lips slightly with his other hand, somewhat incredulous, yet his eyes crinkled with joy.

"I had been planning to prepare one for you for a while now, and I also wanted to surprise you. I know that people from the Iris family are not only romantic by nature, but also very humorous."

"However, it seems this so-called little surprise didn't work out. We tried to replicate it exactly, but it turned out like this, Dunkirk."

"However, I still didn't expect you to take the initiative to pressure me into marriage. I'm also prepared to welcome you into my life and face everything together."

Zheng Ri smiled, apologizing to her as he held her right hand and slowly slipped the vow ring onto her ring finger. Seeing the joy, happiness, and delight on her face, Zheng Ri felt that the little surprise he had prepared seemed to have worked quite well.

"No, Commander, you've succeeded. I'm so happy because I can finally stand by your side, feeling each other's warmth."

Looking at the vow ring on her hand, Dunkirk revealed an innocent and pure look, like that of a little girl, and the happiness she had longed for.

"Really? That's good. Now that my Dunkirk has accepted the oath, shall we go on a date together? How about it?"

Without interrupting Dunkirk as she admired the Oath Ring, he waited quietly until she had calmed down before extending a real invitation to her, inviting her to a formal date.

Although it might turn into a threesome?

"Huh? Well, in that case, Champagne... wait, where's Champagne?"

Dunkirk was somewhat worried about Zheng Ri's invitation, especially since Champagne had just been clinging to him. However, when Dunkirk looked behind Zheng Ri, he saw that the chaise lounge where Champagne had been lying was now empty, which meant...

"As for her... she probably left when she saw me making my vow to you, since it's not like we're the only two making the vow, and that wouldn't be good."

Zheng Ri also glanced back and found that Champagne had already left. After a rough guess, he figured that was probably the case. It could be said that he felt quite at ease with his own ship girl.

At least they won't cause trouble when I go to swear oaths with other ship girls, right? At least I haven't seen them much.

"Does the Commander want to swear two oaths? Who else but me?"

Dunkirk, who was gently stroking the Oath Ring, noticed his words and immediately stopped, a gentle smile on her face, as if asking for his thoughts with understanding.

However, this made Zheng Ri realize belatedly that he had said the wrong thing. He paused for a moment, then quickly thought about it and denied the statement.

"How could that be... I just misspoke, Dunkirk."

"Hehe~, Commander, you know, what people say unintentionally is often the truth~ Well, I'm not particularly concerned, but I still want to know what the Commander's true thoughts are."

Dunkirk chuckled softly, as if she didn't care at all. Zheng Ri thought for a moment and realized that there were too many people she hadn't sworn an oath with, but all those she had sworn an oath with were sisters. However, the only one she could currently connect with in Dunkirk was Gascoigne.

"If I really had to pick, it would be Gascoigne."

After thinking about it, if there were another candidate, Zheng Ri's idea would be to choose the loyal demon doll, but she is indeed very cute.

"Is that so? Commander, Bishop Richelieu, Jean Bart, and Gascoigne are already behind you~"

After getting his exact thoughts, Dunkirk revealed a sly smile as he spoke, causing Zheng Ri to shudder. He then turned around stiffly, only to find no one behind him.

So, Zheng Ri breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head. Then he felt his face being cupped in his hands. He saw Dunkirk's face and her pink lips. Immediately, he experienced her proactive and sweet kiss.

However, it was clear that Dunkirk's kissing skills were mediocre, but they were gradually improving, until Dunkirk sat on Zheng Ri's lap, his arms around his neck, his mouth filled with the other's scent.

"Commander, that's what you call humor and romance! How was it? Did you like my kiss?"

After their lips parted, Dunkirk licked her lips, and with her flushed cheeks and misty eyes, she looked gentle and lovely, yet radiated a unique charm that was characteristic of Dunkirk.

Erke's irresistible charm.

"I like it, of course I like it. It's just that this joke was a little scary. But I never expected my Dunkirk to be so mischievous. Still, I like it just the same."

Zheng Ri reached out his right hand and gently stroked her smooth and tender face, which was like a peeled hard-boiled egg. Dunkirk, on the other hand, took the initiative and leaned against his palm. It was a little rough and not as white, delicate and soft as the ship girl's.

But even with this slight roughness, it won't hurt your face; it's just right. You can feel the gentle, rubbing sensation, a little hot, but it unexpectedly makes you feel at ease and attached.

"Because, Commander, you mentioned humor and romance, which I don't actually possess... But I want to express feelings in my own way that are different from others, you understand, Commander?"

"Of course I know. My Dunkirk is very gentle, a charming and adorable cook-knight princess. She's radiating your gentleness while also trying to do everything perfectly. I can see it all."

With one arm around her slender waist, the other hand holding her waist, and the other stroking her face, knowing about his own family's wedding ship, isn't this normal?

"Well, the chef-knight princess thing feels a little strange, but as long as you like it, Commander, that's all that matters, hehe~"

After that, Dunkirk and Zheng Ri embraced each other. For a short while, neither of them spoke. They simply felt each other's presence and heard each other's soft breathing. Just listening to the steady heartbeat and smell emanating from him, Dunkirk closed his eyes and slowly felt it, while a slight drowsiness crept over him.

It wasn't until Zheng Ri patted her shapely buttocks that she suddenly woke up, but because he was beside her, she smiled again.

"Alright, Dunkirk, didn't you say you were going on a date? Why do you look like you're about to fall asleep?"

He gently rubbed her sleepy face and said cheerfully that his Dunkirk seemed to be taking a nap.

"Hmm, I almost fell asleep. Just like Jean Bart said, being with the Commander makes the air feel more relaxed, even a little languid."

"Just like a kitten sleeping by my feet, but now I'm awake, Commander, let's go on a date!"

After he rubbed his face, Dunkirk quickly perked up. How could he waste such a rare invitation and date because of a mere nap? He should spend this precious time on the streets bathed in the gentle afternoon sunlight, walking on the flagstones marked with signs.

Finally, end this precious and unforgettable moment in a day of joy.

"In that case, let's go, Dunkirk. I want to buy you clothes, to see how strikingly different you are."

He stroked her head, kissed her cheek, and said this.

Chapter 469 A Dating Feature You Can't Miss

"Commander, what do you think of this outfit? I think it looks great."

In front of a full-length mirror, Dunkirk emerged carrying a light gray long-sleeved travel outfit in both hands, placing it on her chest and swaying it back and forth, examining whether the outfit suited her. She also occasionally asked Zheng Ri questions, her face beaming with joy, like a pure young girl who had been on many dates but still maintained anticipation and a sense of wonder.

Although he had already made the vow, Dunkirk's state of mind remained the same. He was a knight-errant of the free iris, but now he was more of an ordinary person enjoying a good life and full of hope for the future, even if he was destined to be extraordinary.

"So beautiful! My Dunkirk looks good in anything!"

"Commander, you can't just brush me off like that. You were the one who brought this up, so you should help me confirm it, right?"

Dunkirk turned around and saw that Zheng Ri was staring at him. His lips, which were about to purse slightly, curved into a smile. He sounded a little impatient, but in reality, his eyes had been on him the whole time.

"I'm not just giving a perfunctory answer. It's just that my Dunkirk looks good in anything, but since it's travel wear, how about adding a tricorn hat and sunglasses?"

"By the way, Dunkirk, since you happen to have a gray long-sleeved jacket with you, how about we make this outfit based on your hair color?"

Watching Dunkirk, Zheng Ri earnestly helped her put together an outfit. In fact, he wasn't just going through the motions; he was trying to recall that Dunkirk seemed to have a nice skin before, but he couldn't remember exactly what it was. However, he vaguely remembered something about it.

So Zheng Ri went to the glasses and hat rack on the side and took out sunglasses and a tricorn hat with the same eye color as Dunkirk. He put them on her face and head, one in front and one behind. Looking at Dunkirk's current appearance, Zheng Ri nodded.

Hmm, they do look somewhat alike.

"I see, Commander has excellent taste! But my hair color? Hehe~, no problem."

Looking at himself in the full-length mirror, Dunkirk smiled softly. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with this combination, so he tried it out as much as he could.

"Commander, this gray color scheme should look pretty good, right?"

Excellent!!!

Dunkirk wore a light gray coat and inner dress, her sunglasses were pulled up above her forehead, as was her tricorn hat. Even though the entire outfit was light gray, it only reached her thighs, and the thin fabric gradually revealed the flesh color of her thighs. Zheng Ri wondered if it looked too thin. But then she thought that she was the only one in the port with this group of ship girls, and there was no one else around, so she didn't care.

Moreover, the coat is not just plain gray; it also features other stripes and tied ribbons, giving it a stylish yet casual vibe. At the very least, this combination makes it even more charming.

"However, that's not enough. Your Dunkirk outfit matches your hair color very well and looks beautiful, but it's missing some finishing touches. For example, you're missing a pendant on your chest, and you could just use a hair clip to hold up the bun on the side of your hairline that's showing. Plus, it would be even better if you got a perm."

Zheng Ri looked at Dunkirk, who had already changed her clothes, and came to her side to hug her. He gently cupped her chin and carefully examined her beautiful face, looking her up and down, left and right. He felt as if something was missing. Finally, staring at her delicate and beautiful collarbone and her untied hair, Zheng Ri realized what was missing.

"Is that so?! Hmm, it seems like the Commander has more experience than me. Is this the experience gained from being with other ship girls?"

"Besides, the Commander was just staring at my chest, so why was he holding my chin up?"

Sensing his skill, Dunkirk understood why he was so adept. It felt a little strange, as if his own ability to dress up had been outdone by the commander. Moreover, Dunkirk also noticed that his gaze lingered on her chest, making Dunkirk think that he wanted it.

"If that's what you're saying, then you're not wrong. However, the reason I'm holding your chin is because you're very charming in Dunkirk right now."

"If you previously gave me the impression of a knight princess, now you no longer have that knightly feel. You're more like a free-spirited beauty strolling through this city, which is very attractive to me."

Zheng Ri did not make any unfounded connection with Dunkirk's little act of coquetry. Instead, he stared straight at her, making Dunkirk feel shy. Her pretty face flushed pink, and she thought to herself, "Even the naturally romantic Iris people are not as straightforward as the Commander."

"So, Commander, you want... right here?"

With his chin held, Dunkirk didn't break free. Instead, she glanced at the changing room not far away. You see, although there are sales clerks and such in the mall, many positions are now filled by the ship girls, except for the ship girls themselves.

And the wild chicks wouldn't care about these things; they eat their fill, sleep, and get to work. Besides, even if there were cameras, it's impossible to install them in the changing room, so...

"Want? Want what?... Oh, it's this. So my guardian knight Dunkirk is thinking about this too."

Zheng Ri was still a little confused. What did she want? Then he followed her gaze to the changing room. In less than two seconds, Zheng Ri understood what Dunkirk wanted to say. Was he that kind of person?

Of course!

"Commander, if you wish..."

"Of course I want to, but Dunkirk, I'm much better able to control my desires now. When I'm on a date, or with you guys, I think more about giving you a wonderful memory, rather than just starting things as soon as we arrive at a place. That's not good."

He spoke gently, saying that these moments filled with beautiful memories are the best, compared to days when everything is done at the drop of a hat.

However, after listening to him, Dunkirk pulled him into the locker room.

After all, fighting in the locker room is a unique feature of the ship girls' dates with the commander, and they have to try it.

Chapter 470 Parfait Sundae

"Cough! Cough! So this is what it tastes like... It feels so strange."

"I should say, it's because your scent and mine have mixed together that it's acting so strange. Alright, have some water first, Dunkirk. You should be the first ship girl to cough from drinking water?"

Seeing Dunkirk reminiscing about the moment, Zheng Ri couldn't help but subconsciously recall how she had just pulled him into the locker room for some intimate warm-up exercises. However, she had coughed because she had drunk too much water due to the excessive exercise. Zheng Ri had no choice but to hand Dunkirk the bottled water he had bought, watching her gulp it down while gently patting her back.

"Is that so? It seems the Commander is indeed very experienced."