The ship girl admiral is twelve years old!

The two maids standing by the desk, who had not sat down even though their master was not there, stopped whispering when they saw Lele coming back. They were stunned for a moment, then both showed a subtle smile and bowed to him with their skirts lifted:

"You are back, Master."

"Hello, master."

The first sentence was said by Befa. Although Lele should be called Master now, Befa is inexplicably obsessed with the title of Young Master, so the maids still call Lele Young Master because of her reputation.

The second sentence was naturally said by Hermione, who had long white hair, a gentle smile, and a slender but not skinny figure.

Lele nodded, then signaled Belfast with his eyes: "Why did Miss Hermione..."

"Ah, this is Hermione who asked to be transferred to the young master's side and wants to serve you." Belfa introduced.

She let Hermione tell Lele the following words herself:

"It's an honor to be able to come to your port, Master." Hermione smiled at Lele, then showed a curious look and said, "I have never served a human being before. May I ask why you are so surprised? After all, in my understanding, the existence of a ship maid is born to serve her master, the commander."

Lele waved her hands repeatedly: "But before this, haven't you always been an unyielding maid? I was thinking, just continue to stay with her. No need to worry about me."

Hermione said nothing but smiled.

“What, what happened…?”

Hermione then smiled and said, "According to the Royal Maid Rules, serving the Master has a higher priority than serving the Royal Ship Girl. In fact, it is the top priority."

She found it somewhat amusing that her current little master was actually a child who was so ignorant of the rules of the ship maids... Perhaps it was because he really had no requirements for the people who served him, so he had never understood this aspect...

I have to admit, Hermione was a little disappointed.

She really still hoped that her master would be different from the indomitable one who would not ask too much of her, and would use all kinds of means to make things difficult for her. In this way, she would feel more accomplished when completing the task...

Seeing that Lele was still confused, Beifa pulled him aside and translated it for Lele in words that Lele could understand:

"What she means," said Befa, "is that the more you abuse her, the happier she will be."

"Scared?!" Lele did understand this time, but he was also completely frightened by Beifa's words early in the morning, "Impossible? How could there be such a strange person?"

Befa shrugged, "There are so many weird people in the world."

Then she said seriously, "But, liking to be abused is her wish. Don't you want to help others fulfill their wishes, young master?"

Knowing that Lele loves to help others, Beifa shook him with just a few words: "But... I don't know how... uh, how to treat her is considered abuse?"

"It's okay. I'll teach you."

The reason why Befa was so active was that she wanted to dampen the temper of the new maid who seemed to be in high spirits.

After all, when she first arrived at the royal dormitory, she found the head maid Belfa and confidently hoped that she could do the heavy work and that the admiral master would use her ruthlessly... Belfa still felt that this was a bit too arrogant.

As a maid, she cannot be allowed to be so sharp. She needs to be tempered.

Let me use your help to train her properly.

So, when Lele sat back in his seat, his expression changed.

The cute and kind smile was replaced by an indifferent look.

"Hermione, then?"

"Yes, I await your orders, Master."

"Since you want to stay by my side, why don't you try to make me a pot of tea and let me see how good your tea-making skills are."

"Got it. How about black tea?"

Lele didn't comment.

…After Hermione entered the tea room, Belfast immediately whispered in Lele's ear, "When she brings out the tea, take a sip. Then, no matter whether it tastes good or not, you have to splash the tea on her face, scold her, and ask her to make another pot of tea."

"This, this is too much!"

Lele was dumbfounded. As a kind-hearted child, he had fought with others and scolded others, but... that was because he had to fight back when there was a dispute. And now, he was asked to treat a ship girl so maliciously for no reason. Was this going to embarrass Hermione or Lele?

Belfast glanced at the door of the pantry: "Don't worry, Master. After spending a night with her, I know where her bottom line is for accepting malicious treatment."

Lele sighed, "I've satisfied Miss Hermione's strange habit and it hurts my heart."

Beifa looked at Lele, who looked as if he was the one being abused, and smiled foolishly. Then she put her face close to Lele, took his hand, and let his hand wander in her plump breasts that were showing her northern hemisphere:

"Thank you for your hard work, my little master. The kind-hearted master is so cute."

"Don't, don't..."

Lele is the worst at dealing with girls who are directly called pretty.

After the two impure master and servant were intimate for a while, Hermione brought out the silver tea tray, the teapot and tea set, and respectfully placed them on Lele's desk.

"Put it right in front of me."

Lele pretended to be unhappy and said, "You put it so far away, do you want me to stand up and drink the tea?"

Hermione glanced at him, apologized with a smile, and then put the tea in front of Lele again.

At this moment, Lele wanted to cover his face and burrow into the ground.

Good man, just saying those harsh words has already cost Lele half of his life, and Hermione doesn't look satisfied or angry... When he thought about Lele throwing tea on her face later, he felt a stomachache.

If I had known this earlier, I would have stayed in Beika's bed, and there wouldn't be so much trouble...

407 I feel a little bit...

I took a sip of tea, hmm...

To be honest, Lele still doesn't know how to taste tea. No matter what kind of tea she tastes, she only feels sweet. But since she wants to use the topic of tea to intensify the star-obsessed maid, Lele naturally can't give her a good face.

So, after putting the teacup back on the silver plate with an expressionless face, Lele was silent for a while.

During this period of time, Befa's expression changed from eyes slightly closed, full of confidence, to slightly confused, and finally, a little anxious.

Uh, young master, please say some words, make some moves, and humiliate Hermione severely?

I can't just drink her tea and do nothing, right? There has to be an atmosphere when placing the Prell, right? Now is not the time.

In fact, Lele was waiting for the tea to cool down...

He thought, if he poured the hot tea directly onto Hermione, that would be really rude, and would burn the ship girl directly, right? Or should he wait a while until the tea cools down?

After touching the teacup again with his hand to make sure that he could bear the temperature, Lele looked at Hermione with an impeccable smile, raised his eyebrows, and poured the tea towards -

Splashed onto the open space next to Hermione.

Yes, at the moment of the fight, Lele still softened his heart. He couldn't bear to treat the ship girl like this, and immediately spilled the tea.

However, to Lele's surprise, Hermione actually moved her body without making a sound, so that the tea that would not have splashed on her directly poured onto her southern hemisphere, abdomen and maid's skirt.

Huh? ? She just caught the tea that Lele spilled? ?

Lele's face changed, and the humiliating lines he had prepared became unsteady because of this change:

"You... look at you, look at what you cooked... it's too bad to drink, hurry up... bring it back to me, and make it again, until I'm satisfied..."

Good man, your words are totally lacking in momentum.

However, Hermione bowed calmly after being splashed with warm tea, causing the soft fabric of the maid outfit to reveal its flesh color, and the bra could be clearly seen where the tea splashed on her white rabbits:

"Yes, I'm sorry. I really embarrassed you with my poor hospitality. I'll go and make another pot of tea right away."

...Seeing Hermione go back to the tea room without saying a word, Lele showed a "bitter" expression and opened his arms to Belfa.

The head maid's heart was moved - it was really rare to see the young master actively asking for a hug and comfort - and then she hurried to his side and let him hug her.

"Sister Beifa, I really can't humiliate or abuse others."

Lele trembled and said, "Let me go, you, you let other ship girls treat Hermione like this."

Although it was inappropriate, Beifa really wanted to shout out that the young master in a dilemma was really cute! When he was forced to treat others with kindness, and watched him stumble and show a vicious attitude... Beifa was really dizzy with the young master's cuteness.

"No, no, sir."

Shit, Befa's voice was shaking because of her excessive excitement: "You are her master, and only you have the right to treat her like this. Let's try harder, okay? Let her taste the taste of frustration again, and soon she will become docile."

……

Pantry.

As soon as she closed the door and put the silver tray on the workbench, Hermione couldn't help her legs going weak. Her delicate body leaned against the small door and slowly slid down until she sat on the edge of the door in a duck-like posture.

Then, Hermione stretched out her hand with a flushed face, dipped it in the clothes on her belly that were wet with tea, and then put her finger stained with the tea, the liquid that the admiral had drunk, into her mouth and licked it dazedly.

To be honest, when the young admiral, who seemed gentle at first impression, suddenly changed his attitude and scolded me in a stern and somewhat scary manner, my first reaction was actually fear.

First, she was really afraid that the young admiral would dislike her for being so strange, and second, it was actually the first time she was treated so harshly. All these emotions combined made her really scared.

I feel like I am a bit like Ye Gong who loves dragons but does not like them.

But, ever since I couldn't help but move my body to block the tea that represented the little admiral's gentleness and would have been spilled on the ground, and faced the admiral master in a wet and half-exposed state, I seemed to have really awakened something strange in an instant.

Especially when she noticed that Lele's master occasionally showed a look of surprise and worry after seeing that she was wet, Hermione seemed to know what her real star fetish was...

It turns out that what she pursued was not the process of being mistreated by people with really bad personalities and then completing the task excellently despite being mistreated...

I like to be treated with malice by gentle people...

In other words, she is a Mistress and likes the process of being abused, but she also hopes that the master who abuses her is a kind-hearted person.

When Hermione saw that Lele obviously cared about her but had to treat her badly because of Hermione's hobby, she became more convinced of her own hobby.

Damn, this kind of star fetish is really a niche hobby.

While panting and licking the liquid that her master had splashed on her, Hermione was fantasizing wildly about completing her maid service under pressure, and then praying that Lele would reward her. Then, Lele's master would really show genuine concern and praise her heavily. Then she would - well...

When she thought about the exciting part, the wet part of Hermione now wasn't just the part where the tea was splashed on her.

Originally, she was disappointed that Lele was a kind master. Haha, it turned out that she was too naive. If she was really treated like this by a real masochist, she would probably have cried out loud.

In other words, Lele's master is willing to use his kindness to cosplay as a bad guy and treat Hermione. Only then can she tolerate this...

Hermione couldn't help but laugh at the thought of serving a master who understood her so well.

After leaving the Royal Kingdom, I was originally worried about whether I could still stay with Miss Indomitable...

Now that she has Lele as her master, Hermione is simply too happy to leave, okay?

"Master Lele...ha...ha...bullying me?..."

“You can bully me as much as you want… eh?… a maid who can’t do anything right…”

Hermione, who was having crazy fantasies in her mind, managed to cheer herself up, got up from the ground tremblingly, and made tea for Lele again with trembling hands.

It’s so interesting, after licking Wolf Star, the Royal Maid Corps has another heavyweight figure.

But wait, actually, the head maid went crazy inside after seeing Lele’s awkward performance, that’s pretty heavy, right?

It turns out that the upper beam is crooked and the lower beam is crooked...

408 Unlocked a new gameplay

When Hermione met Lele again, both of them looked a little tired.

The difference is that Lele was tired mentally, while Hermione was tired from excitement.

"host……"

Hermione was breathing heavily. When she saw Lele, she felt as if she was activated again, although her legs were still weak and she couldn't muster any energy: "Master, the tea is ready..."

"So what are you waiting for?" Lele said. He asked Hermione to put the plate in front of him and pour tea.

"OK……"

When arranging the dishes, perhaps because of the rising adrenaline (if the ship girl has this function), Hermione's hands began to tremble for no reason, and the tea poured into the teacup tilted out and flowed towards the table in the direction of Lele.

Lele was quick to steady the teacup, then stood up and dodged to the side, causing the spilled tea to splash onto Lele's soft chair.

Befa immediately pulled his face.

At some point, she even began to wonder if Hermione, a maid who did things as methodically as she did, was possessed by the clumsy Reputation. Otherwise, how could she make such a low-level mistake.

“Ah… Master…”

Hermione was also a little flustered. Although she wanted to be scolded, it didn't mean that she had to become worse at serving as a maid. She didn't want to make a fool of herself in front of her master.

Beifa sighed: "I thought that since you are so steady, you would not be as impolite as some trainee maids."

Hermione felt ashamed and no longer fantasized about being trained by her master or anything like that. She kept bowing to Lele: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I bring shame upon you..."