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Volume 156: Chapter : Weakness and Concern

The sea breeze is rustling, the waves are rustling, and the afternoon sun is at its strongest, sparkling on the sea surface with charming light.

In an inconspicuous group of rocks, that was the scene where Durin was brutally exploited by Ron.

Along with a burst of rapid impact sounds, Ron's voice mixed with pleasure also reached its peak.

"Commander...you are awesome~"

Ron tucked his hair behind his ears, his pink-dyed body covered in beads of sweat.

Du Lin's condition was not much better. He wiped his forehead and breathed a little quickly:

"...as agreed, photos and videos..."

"Haha~ Don't worry, I will keep my promise~"

"Chirp~"

Ron kissed Durin on the cheek and took out his satisfied phone to delete all the photos he had secretly taken in front of Durin.

"Really...completely deleted?"

Du Lin stared at the other party and confirmed again and again.

He was really worried about Ron.

"Of course, since it is an agreement with the commander, Ron will definitely abide by it~"

Ron smiled brightly:

"I...will never do anything to harm the commander."

At this moment, Du Lin chose to believe what Ron said.

"It's almost time to go back. If the commander is away for too long, some people will become suspicious."

Ron said as he adjusted his swimsuit and waved at Du Lin:

"Commander, I'll go first. This will save you a lot of trouble~~"

After he finished speaking, Ron blinked at Du Lin, then walked away with light steps.

Ron was in a very good mood after being satisfied, and even hummed a little tune when he left.

After Ron left, Du Lin finally stood up and gently moved his limbs.

"Huh... If I hadn't been showing weakness on purpose, I don't know how many rounds this battle would have lasted."

At this moment, Du Lin was no longer as weak as before.

That's right, he was pretending.

Based on his understanding of Ron, if he wasn't showing weakness on purpose, Ron would never let him go so easily.

Ron, who had tasted the sweetness of life, was extremely terrifying, like a bottomless pit. Even the experienced Durin had to be extremely alert to defeat him.

Under normal circumstances, Du Lin would not be afraid of a fight, but this is the seaside and other people may come here at any time.

Du Lin had no choice but to resort to this last resort.

“It’s not that I’m incapable of doing it.”

Du Lin talked to himself, trying to find excuses for his behavior.

"We must hurry back."

As soon as Du Lin took a step, he felt his legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and even his waist was aching slightly.

"--hiss."

Taking a deep breath, Du Lin had to admit that he had gone too far today.

............

Bismarck stared at the beautiful sea in a trance, his mind full of things about Dühring.

Tirpitz next to her suddenly nudged her with his elbow:

"...Sister, look over there."

How could Tirpitz, as the younger sister, not see what her sister was thinking?

"The commander is here."

Hearing this, Bismarck quickly turned his head following Tirpitz's instructions and saw the familiar figure.

But...why is the commander limping?

"commander!"

Bismarck quickly stood up and walked over and asked worriedly:

"...What's wrong with you?"

Facing Bismarck's concern, Durin, holding his waist with one hand, just shook his head:

"N-don't worry, it's just... a leg cramp."

"...Yeah?"

Bismarck was a little confused. Why should he hold his waist if his leg cramped?

Despite his confusion, Bismarck still helped Dühring to come under the parasol.

Tirpitz very cleverly moved to the side and patted the spot beside him:

"...Commander, sit down and take a rest. I'll go get some cold drinks."

Du Lin replied gratefully:

"sorry to bother you."

Du Lin really needed a cold drink now. Ron was so terrible that he bit Du Lin's lips, making them slightly red and swollen. Now it was burning with pain.

Just need a cold drink to relieve a little.

Tirpitz left, and Durin sat down and breathed a sigh of relief.

After only walking a distance of about a hundred meters, he felt a little tired.

There's no way, Ron's exploitation is just too terrible.

Just thinking back to the feeling just now, Du Lin felt a little annoyed, physically.

Bismarck on the side looked worried:

"Commander, you look... so pale, and you're sweating so much."

As he spoke, Bismarck leaned forward and wiped the beads of sweat from Durin's forehead.

Bismarck's intention was good, but this posture would inevitably bring his body close to Durin.

Durin, who had just escaped from the clutches of the devil, was startled and accidentally ran into Bismarck.

"what......"

Bismarck shuddered slightly, a faint blush appearing on his cheeks.

But she quickly calmed down and realized it was just an accident.

"...What did you do just now? Why are you so tired?"

Bismarck was still very concerned about Dühring's situation.

"I... just went swimming. I haven't moved my body for a long time, so I'm a little exhausted."

Du Lin felt very guilty. He couldn't tell the truth directly and could only lie.

In these days, Durin has told more lies to the ship girls than in his entire life.

Bismarck had no doubts at all. Her expression became serious and she said in a very serious tone:

"Commander, it is very dangerous to go into the water without a good understanding of your own body. Please ask me to come with you next time. I will keep an eye on your condition."

"If you drown...I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Bismarck bit her lip lightly when she said this. She was really afraid of losing Dulin.

Just thinking about that scene made her feel cold all over.

Du Lin realized that his lie was a bit serious, so he nodded quickly:

"I understand. I will definitely call Bismarck next time."

"really?"

"real!"

Du Lin nodded heavily and stretched out his little finger.

"Come on, make a pact."

Bismarck was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly extended his little finger.

Du Lin took advantage of the situation and hooked the other person's fingers, then shook his hand gently:

"So, we have made a pact."

Bismarck's heartbeat quickened slightly, he turned his head and whispered:

"...Commander, you are just like a child."

The atmosphere between Dühring and Bismarck began to become delicate and ambiguous. Dühring's heart was pounding and he felt that this was a wonderful moment.

After his body was satisfied, Du Lin's soul was also nourished.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from beside the two of them:

"...What are you doing?"

"Whoa!"

Dühring and Bismarck quickly separated their fingers.

It turned out that Tirpitz had returned from getting a cold drink.

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"...you two were just... "

Tirpitz looked at the two panicked people, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Nothing, just an agreement with Bismarck."

Durin was the first to calm down. He motioned for Tirpitz to sit down, then picked out a cold drink he liked from the other's hand.

"Oh, as expected of Tirpitz, you brought me my favorite lemon-flavored soda. Thank you!"