Siren Commander, a mole in his own port

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

A knock on the door suddenly sounded like a death warrant, followed by Clemenceau's soft question: "Luo Yun, Xia Fei, are you in there?"

"I'll clean up the scene. Open the window and get some fresh air." Luo Yun hurriedly gave the order and turned to shout outside the door, "Wait a moment, I'll be right there!"

Luo Yun tried his best to keep his voice steady, trying to hide his inner panic. At the same time, he quickly bent down to collect the messy bed sheets, stuffed them into the corner, and then walked quickly towards the door.

Feeling the cool breeze brushing against his back, Luo Yun took a deep breath, trying to make his expression more natural. Then he grasped the door handle, leaned against the door frame, and slowly opened the door.

Outside the door, Clemenceau was standing there, followed by Gascoigne. There was a faint smile on his pretty face, but there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He was peeping into Joffre's bedroom without leaving any trace.

Clemenceau frowned slightly and asked, "Why did you take so long to open the door? What were you doing in there?"

"Mr. Luo Yun is taking me to experience..."

"Nothing! Really nothing!" Luo Yun turned around and glared at Xia Fei before pretending to be calm and saying, "We were just chatting about irrelevant topics like the Three Mecha Girls and Angel's Wings."

Luo Yun knew that the best defense was offense. After a few perfunctory remarks, he changed the subject and asked, "Gasconi's answer didn't disappoint you, did it? Can we start researching Free Iris's Divine Machine Project?"

"Well... hehe~ Luo Yun, my judgment is correct. You are a person of 'talent.'" Clemenceau looked at Luo Yun with a meaningful look. "In such a short time, you have managed to make my sister unable to live without you. I am increasingly looking forward to your future achievements."

"...Gasconi told everything?" Luo Yun asked with difficulty.

"Yes, including the part where she volunteered to be your ball of fuzz."

Clemenceau's tone was light, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter, but for some reason, Luo Yun felt a chill from it.

"You should be thankful that we are shipgirls and don't care about so-called status and titles. If you were in human society and dared to bully my sister like this, as her elder sister, I would really teach you a lesson."

Clemenceau sighed softly: "But we are ship girls. If I had to attack you, the first one to stand in my way would definitely be Gascoigne. Humph, you are really lucky."

If you attack me, your sister Jean Bart won't let you go either, Luo Yun thought to himself, but on the surface he showed a look of having survived a disaster: "Thank you, Master Clemenceau, for showing mercy, or should I call you sister-in-law?"

"No, it would cause trouble if Richelieu heard it," Clemenceau said calmly. "How long do you plan to stand here? I want to go in and talk to you."

Luo Yun seemed to have just woken up from a dream, as if he had only just now realized that he had been blocking the door. He quickly stepped aside and said, "Please come in. The room is a bit messy, don't mind... ahem, I meant to admire Xia Fei's Judgment Blade just now."

After such a long time, Xiafei should have packed up most of what he needed to pack... right?

Luo Yun had just turned around when his eyes inadvertently swept across the end of the bed. He was shocked to find a pure white underwear hanging in a very conspicuous position. He didn't have time to think about it. While Clemenceau had not yet fully entered the room, he quickly walked to the end of the bed and blocked her sight with his body.

Joffre bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Mr. Clemenceau, hello."

"Hmm...hmm?" Clemenceau asked, somewhat puzzled. "Joffre, why are your eyes so red...were you crying?"

While Clemenceau's attention was on Xiafei, Luo Yun quietly reached behind his back, quickly grabbed the piece of clothes in his hand, and then stuffed it into his pocket as if nothing had happened.

But then, after hearing Clemenceau's question, Luo Yun's heart immediately rose to his throat. Why are you bringing up such a topic? Your Excellency, the leader of the Inquisition, your observation skills are too sharp... No, it was Xiafei who didn't even think about dealing with the traces!

"Really?" Xia Fei touched the corner of her eye and felt a damp sensation. She couldn't help but recall what had just happened. Her face flushed as she said, "That's because I was so..."

"It's so sad!" Luo Yun insisted. "Miss Xia Fei asked me to help her experience the seven emotions and six desires of human beings. I told her a touching and tragic story. Miss Xia Fei was so absorbed in listening that she couldn't help herself, so...she burst into tears."

"Oh? And that?" Clemenceau asked with a half-smile. "Xiafei, what kind of story did Luo Yun tell you?"

Xia Fei blinked blankly. She was about to deny it, but she noticed that Luo Yun was staring at her with a threatening look, as if silently telling her that if she dared to say anything wrong, she would be in trouble.

Xia Fei was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and whispered, "It's a story about a commander and a ship girl. In the story, the commander is just an ordinary human, with only a few short decades to live..."

"That's enough, stop talking." Clemenceau quickly interrupted Joffre's story, his words carrying a rare hint of urgency. He then turned around and glared at Luo Yun fiercely, "Luo Yun, your taste is truly terrible!"

"Huh? Oh, sorry, I didn't know you didn't like sadomasochistic stories involving theories of longevity."

Although Luo Yun was inexplicably blamed, he did not feel dissatisfied. After all, the things he had done were much more serious than this.

"All the stories about longevity are rubbish!" Clemenceau lost her composure, a rare occurrence, but quickly regained her composure. "Never mind, let's get back to discussing Project Divine Machine."

Commander, this is what we are most worried about, but fortunately, you no longer have any worries now.

Chapter 177 Luo Yun's Doubts

"Gasconi has already told me all about how to deal with Liberty Iris's divine shipgirl, Alsace." Clemenceau pulled out a device resembling a USB flash drive from his pocket, gently stroking its surface with his fingertips, a meaningful glint in his eyes. "We just need to connect this small device to Alsace and synchronize all the emotional data stored within. Her emotional module will likely overload and crash. It's like... cheating."

Hearing this, Luo Yun thought Clemenceau was just saying that they were using a tricky method to attack Alsace. Little did he know that what Clemenceau really meant was that if the mecha girl wanted to win the commander's favor, she only needed to put on a clumsy show, which was as easy as pie.

Tsk, the gap between ship girls is sometimes even greater than the gap between ship girls and humans. Some ship girls are destined to be the commander's favorites since they were built, while some ship girls, even if they are veterans of the port area, still have not... Oh, that's not the case. The commander is a jerk who treats all ship girls equally. There is no ship girl who has not been harassed by him.

From this perspective, the commander is quite responsible.

"Who said it was easy? To get this precious emotional data, you have no idea what I did to Gascoigne. Three whole years..." Luo Yun was halfway through his words when he suddenly remembered that Clemenceau was Gascoigne's biological sister. He quickly changed the subject, "Ahem, but then again, Gascoigne was well-behaved and sensible, and there was almost no hindrance throughout the whole process."

"There's no need to elaborate on this experience. Gascoigne has already told me everything." Clemenceau sighed softly, handed the USB drive back to Luo Yun, and warned, "Paralyzing Arthas's emotional module is only the first step. The key lies in you making her experience that bone-destroying, soul-devouring bliss firsthand, until she forgets her mission as the Iris of Freedom and becomes a ball of velvet indulging in sensual pleasures."

Luo Yun nodded silently. Long before coming to the Vichy Inquisition, he had already discussed countermeasures carefully with Fargo and Gascony. This might be the only way to capture the divine ship girl named Alsace.

As the number of times he had intimate moments with ship girls gradually increased, Luo Yun had a clearer understanding of their bodies. For example, they looked no different from ordinary people, but there was something else going on inside. Even though he had no actual combat experience before crossing over, he could clearly realize that the skills acquired by human girls could never be compared with the bodies of ship girls.

To put it bluntly, almost all of the ship girls are cups tailor-made for him. Even if some of them encounter the problem of size incompatibility when they first come into contact with them, they can quickly adapt successfully and actively transform into their own shape while retaining their differentiation.

It would be such a waste to merely view the ship girls as cold weapons. They could obviously do a lot in bed with their graceful figures... It seems a bit shameless, but no one else can read minds except me, so let it be shameless.

In addition to their unique body structure, the ship girls have another special feature: they seem unable to obtain true happiness by relying on themselves or the power of equipment. Whether it is Fargo, Gascoigne, or Joffre just now, they all encountered similar problems.

It seems that only by having physical contact with men can the ship girls truly experience the same or even more pleasant feeling as human girls. Of course, not everyone can be this person. Only the commander they truly recognize from the bottom of their hearts can become the key and open the shackles buried deep in their hearts.

After all, without Luo Yun's assistance, Clemenceau could only temporarily disrupt Arthas's emotional module, but he could not make her completely surrender. When Arthas regained consciousness from the chaos, what would greet Clemenceau could only be the full-strength wrath of the Divine Machine Ship Girl.

Therefore, Luo Yun himself plays an indispensable role in the plan, and this can also explain why Clemenceau remained indifferent even though he knew that he bullied his sister. But at the same time, another bigger problem quietly surfaced.

The Free Iris and the Vichy Church originally belonged to the Iris Theocracy, but parted ways because of the different ideologies of the Richelieu sisters. On the surface, the sisters are rivals and it would not be excessive for them to use any vicious schemes, but in fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the ship girls are kind by nature and are not vicious. What's more, they are sisters, and the possibility of them being cruel to each other is very small.

At least the relationship between Jean Bart and Richelieu wasn't as tense as they claimed. And according to Clemenceau, if Richelieu found out he'd bullied Gascon, he'd be in big trouble. And Clemenceau and Gascon...

These small details all reveal the same thing without exception: even if there are occasional disagreements between the sisters, they are just harmless little frictions that will not affect their sisterhood at all.

Under this premise, Clemenceau actually agreed to let him conquer Alsace by force. Wasn't she afraid that Richelieu would turn against her if he learned the truth? Even if Alsace was not their sister, she must be one of Richelieu's hard work.

Luo Yun's first reaction was that there must be some unknown conspiracy, perhaps targeting him, or perhaps for some other purpose. In short, Clemenceau sacrificed his own sister and was definitely not playing house with him.

"Your expression is strange. Are you worried about something?" Clemenceau asked suddenly, as if he could see something from Luo Yun's expression.

Luo Yun shuddered and laughed dryly, "No, no, I'm still immersed in the story just now. Now that we've made things clear, Gascoigne, let's go back."

"Let her stay here," Clemenceau said, a hint of melancholy in his eyes as he looked at his sister. "A sister who is married off is like spilled water. Since she has already chosen you as her master, I won't say anything more. Let her stay with me for a few more days. When the operation begins, I will let her come to you."

He even summoned my sister back to the Vichy Church for protection? And what about me? Are they just treating me like a pawn?

Luo Yun felt that something was wrong with Clemenceau, so he asked, "Miss Clemenceau, there's an old saying in Donghuang that speed is of the essence in war. We shouldn't delay, so let's hurry up and get down to business."

"I do, but Alsace is not someone you can see whenever you want," Clemenceau said calmly. "When the time is right, I will take you to see her."

Chapter 178 Encounter

Xia Fei tilted his head slightly, watching Luo Yun's back gradually disappear, and asked softly, "Lord Clemenceau, are we really going to let the commander go like this?"

"We've done what we should have done, and we've done what we shouldn't have done. Do you want him to stay and play with you again?" Clemenceau asked with a smile. "Joffre, how does it feel to be intimate with the Commander? Does it exceed your imagination?"

"...Master Clemenceau, you must be joking. How could I possibly..."

"Xiaofei, compared to the Judgment Angel, you're becoming more and more like an ordinary shipgirl. Now you've even learned to lie." Clemenceau gracefully leaned over and picked up the shorts not far from her feet. His fingertips gently stroked the fabric, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. "This is men's underwear, right? There's still a trace of warmth left... It seems the commander is not as nonchalant as he appears."

Xiafei's beautiful eyes widened slightly. "The Commander actually left such an important thing here? Doesn't that mean he is now... Master Clemenceau, I want to return it to the Commander."

"No," Clemenceau said with a playful look on his face. "If you chase him now, even a fool would realize something's wrong. I'll keep these shorts for the commander. If I have the chance, I'll return them to him personally."

This is the original flavor of Commander, which is in short supply on the black market in the port area. There has never been such a rare item circulating in the black market before. However, Clemenceau has no intention of taking advantage of the opportunity to make money. She has always been a low-key person, so when she gets good things, she will naturally keep them carefully.

The addition of another item to the commander's collection slightly alleviated Clemenceau's depression as the only virgin among the three. Even a smart man like Clemenceau did not expect that Joffre would be able to seize the opportunity and overtake him in half an hour.

"Master Clemenceau, I still have something unclear to me," Joffre asked softly. "Why must the Commander be allowed to leave? He rarely comes to the Vichy Church. At least let the other sisters..."

Why didn't I think so much when I was cheating? Now that I'm full and satisfied, I remember to take care of my sisters.

Clemenceau glanced at her and said meaningfully, "This is called playing hard to get. If the commander is smart, he'll always ask someone he knows to clarify things. If he hasn't thought of this... hehe~ leaving Wei will definitely not be easy."

Clemenceau was well aware of the saying that a tall tree attracts the wind, and she didn't want to be too conspicuous and be targeted. As for the entire Vichy Church becoming the target of public criticism, there was nothing she could do about it. After all, the commander's whereabouts in the port were transparent, and he maintained an unclear relationship with several ship girls of the Vichy Church, which was already common knowledge.

Let her subordinates eat the meat and drink the soup first. When everyone is no longer interested in the news that the Vichy ship girl is eating, it will be her turn to steal the chicken.

Starting early doesn't guarantee victory, and running fast doesn't guarantee victory either. The best way to reach the finish line is to keep running without being noticed.

……

At the same time, Luo Yun, who had just left Xiafei's room, was thinking about Clemenceau's plan with his head down, and he didn't realize that he had walked to a corner. At this moment, a girl with a thick document in her arms came towards him. The vision of both of them was blocked at the same time, and neither of them could notice the other's presence in time.

boom--

"Work, work, work, work, hehe, another new job—this is simply impossible to handle... Ugh!"

The girl screamed, and the documents in her arms immediately scattered like flowers from heaven. Then her body softened, and she lost her balance and fell backwards. Luo Yun was also unstable due to the sudden impact, and his body fell forward uncontrollably.

However, the plot that everyone loves to see in the book did not happen. In a split second, Luo Yun did not recognize the person and subconsciously wanted to avoid her. As a result, he happened to fall beside the girl. He turned his head and their eyes met. After a brief silence, they both shouted in unison:

"It's you!?"

Dupleix, the black-haired, bespectacled woman, slowly stood up, holding onto the wall. She didn't bother to put away the documents, her tone filled with unconcealed joy: "Luo Yun, why are you here? Is it Master Clemenceau who wants to talk to you?"

That's right, the person in front of Luo Yun was none other than the ship girl Diplex who had once received him on the cruise ship, and was also the experimental subject for Luo Yun's first use of the commander skill. Conservatively speaking, he had to raise Diplex's favorability to at least over seventy, but after arriving at the port, the two of them had almost no more interactions.

"Yes, I'm done. Sorry, I was thinking about something just now and didn't pay attention to the road." Luo Yun bent down to pick up the documents scattered on the ground, but his eyes glanced at her plump chest intentionally or unintentionally. If he had known that the person coming was Dupleix, he would have been a lucky pervert for once and improved her favorability. At the very least, he could have taken advantage of her.

Wait, this girl doesn't need to improve his favorability, right? She'd already made a fool of herself in front of him before, and he'd hit her right in the heart of his soul. If the atmosphere hadn't been so awkward, he might have done her right then and there.

In the past, Luo Yun would never have dared to be so bold, but the countless ship girls who came to him on their own initiative gave him considerable courage. There were quite a few ship girls who climbed into his bed the first time they met. In comparison, Diplex could be called reserved.

"No, no, I have a problem too. If I wasn't in a hurry to deal with official business, I wouldn't have missed it... Ah!" While sorting documents, Duplex's hand accidentally touched the back of Luo Yun's hand. She immediately shrank back as if she had been electrocuted. Her cheeks flushed slightly. She lowered her head and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... Ah, ah! Mr. Luo Yun, what are you doing with your hand?"

Luo Yun held her soft, boneless little hand and said meaningfully, "I'm afraid you'll disappear without a trace after packing up the documents, so I'm going to buy insurance in advance."

"No, no, please let me go," Dupleix pleaded humbly. "If anyone sees us, they'll definitely gossip."

"Do you feel ashamed to be with me? Or does the teachings of Iris not allow you to pursue your own commander?" Luo Yun not only did not let go, but instead became more aggressive, gently holding Duplex's slender wrist and touching her tender thigh.

For a ship girl, the only way to express rejection is to immediately shake off his hand and point out his mistake directly. Apart from this, all other attitudes can be interpreted as playing hard to get. After all, if she really doesn't like him, the ship girl will never give him a good look.

"Neither, neither. I'm really happy to have your favor. I just... Oh no! Never mind! Do as you like..."

Chapter 179 The Targeted Prey

After several simple and straightforward tests, Luo Yun was sure that he had left an indelible impression in Duplex's heart. Given the girl's current affection for him, he would probably not be rejected even if he invited her to spend the night with him.

Come to think of it, I haven't experienced what it's like to be with a girl wearing glasses. I heard that most girls with glasses look pure and serious, but behind the scenes they are quite different...

Thinking of this, Luo Yun couldn't help but look at Duplex a few more times. It must be said that her appearance did reveal the temperament of a capable woman, but her delicate body looked particularly vulgar.

"As I like? Duplex, if you are too casual about this kind of thing, you will suffer a great loss." Luo Yun gently hooked the suspenders on her black stockings, and then suddenly let go. The suspenders bounced back with a "snap" sound, slapping her plump legs with a crisp sound.

Duplex has a full chest, round buttocks, and a very outstanding figure. Her long legs are wrapped in black suspender stockings, which are both slender and just the right amount of plump. The edges of the stockings are slightly sunken into the skin, outlining the faint marks, which directly ignited Luo Yun's desire.

Regardless of Diplex's work ability and strength, in Luo Yun's eyes, she is undoubtedly a qualified female. If he can keep her at home, even if he doesn't need Diplex to do anything, he only needs to satisfy his desires anytime and anywhere, Luo Yun feels that he has made a fortune.

Such a good girl must not be let down, she must be willing to be her own ship girl.

"Ah! What are you doing?" Dupleix exclaimed, a little shyly, "Even if I told you it's up to you, at least change the place. What if someone sees us..."

Although there was a hint of complaint in her words, she could not hide her joy in her tone. After such a long time and having slept with so many ship girls, the commander still maintained such a strong interest in her. This was the best compliment for a ship girl.

Luo Yun said seriously, "We are both innocent. Nothing happened. Even if others saw it, so what? Even if some ridiculous rumors really spread, I have a clear conscience!"

Dupleix was on the verge of tears: "You don't care, what about my reputation?"

"Do you have any plans to look for the commander in the near future?" Luo Yun asked suddenly.

Duplex was slightly startled and asked cautiously, "Let it be, but what do you mean by asking this...?"

Her heartbeat quickened, and a daring thought suddenly crossed her mind: Was the Commander confessing his feelings to her? Wasn't this a little too sudden? Should she agree, or feign reserve and hesitate before agreeing? But what if she hesitated too long and the Commander took it as a rejection?

Luo Yun played hard to get and asked, "If you don't plan on looking for the commander, your reputation doesn't matter, right? Or does it make you uncomfortable to be mistaken for my ship girl?"

"Of course not!" Duplex blurted out, then realized her mistake and hurriedly lowered her head to organize the documents in her hands. "In my opinion, you are a rare and outstanding talent. It would be my honor to become your ship girl..."

"That's all, then. Let me tell you quietly, Clemenceau is my sister-in-law. No one in the Vichy Church would dare to frame me." Luo Yun patted his butt and stood up, but not at himself. Then, pointing at the pile of documents, he asked, "This is such a thick stack. Are these all the documents you need to deal with?"

Dupleix shuddered and cried out, "Ah!? Oh, oh, yes, these are all the documents I need to deal with today."

"One day's worth? So many?" Luo Yun flipped through it casually and asked in astonishment, "There are more than 20 ship girls in the Vichy Church. Where do they get so many documents to process? If you said it was a month's worth, I might believe it."

"Not just the Vichy Church, but also the documents of the Port Office." Dupleix suddenly thought of something and quickly added, "I forgot to tell you, in addition to being a deacon of the Vichy Church, I am also one of the secretaries of the Port Office's secretarial team, mainly responsible for handling paperwork."

Luo Yun was surprised and said, "You are also the secretary ship of the port? No wonder I met you on the cruise ship that day... By the way, I remember that you are very interested in improving work efficiency, right?"

After learning that Diplex was one of the secretary ships in the port, her value in Luo Yun's heart was further enhanced. Although he was not very confident, Luo Yun always remembered the task assigned to him by Siren - to try to infiltrate the core management of the ship girl and steal confidential documents about the commander.

Luo Yun originally thought that this matter would not make any progress until he successfully captured Richelieu or Bismarck, but he did not expect that the key clue was right next to him, and she was even the first ship girl that Luo Yun had close contact with.

"Yes, yes, you helped me train last time. Although the Deadline Warrior method is very risky, the thrill of being on the verge of timeout always makes me want to stop." Thinking of the orgasm that night, Duplex's pretty face suddenly turned pink. "Why do you ask this suddenly? Do you want to help me again..."

"No, actually, I recently thought of a better way." Luo Yun said nonsense, "I carefully studied your performance that night and found that you are particularly immune to external interference. The slightest disturbance will affect your work state, and this is the culprit for your low efficiency."