Azur Lane, will there be constant gunfire after peace?

“Z23, you…you are…”

The sharp gaze made Du Lin's whole body stiffen. He felt like he was being seen through from inside out.

"Commander is lying!" Z23 put one hand on his waist and pointed at Du Lin, and said in the tone of a teacher who was scolding a bad student:

"Commander, you are obviously very tired. The dark circles around your eyes are the best proof!"

"Ah, is it that obvious?"

Du Lin suddenly remembered that Bismarck had mentioned this in the morning. Could it be that he really had panda eyes now?

"Really? What did you do last night? Why didn't you get enough rest?"

Z23 asked rapidly:

"As a commander, you must take good care of yourself so that you can set a good example for everyone else."

Du Lin listened obediently and nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, yes, I remember it. Thank you for your teaching, Mr. Z23!"

"Teacher?!"

Z23 opened his eyes wide, then came to his senses, folded his arms and turned his head away, saying:

"Don't...don't joke around at this time."

Du Lin could tell from Z23's shy and slightly upturned little mouth that Z23 was very happy with the title of "teacher".

As expected of Z23, this little body hides the soul of a teacher.

But there was no other way. Durin and Tirpitz squeezed into a small single bed together last night, and the other person used him as a pillow all night. He had to endure the double test both physically and psychologically.

The quality of sleep under this condition is not guaranteed at all.

Seeing Du Lin's depressed look, Z23 had an expression that said "I really can't do anything with you":

"There's no other way. For the commander's health, please...come over here."

Z23 pointed to the sofa next to him.

"Eh?"

Du Lin didn't understand what was going on, but the decisive Z23 had already grabbed his hand and pulled him up.

"This is... the commander's hand..."

Z23's heart skipped a beat as he felt the warmth coming from his hands.

It's a pity that I was wearing gloves and couldn't feel it further...

Wow, what am I thinking about!

She quickly suppressed her messy thoughts and took Du Lin to the sofa.

"Then Commander, please sit down here. Yes, just sit in the usual position."

"Z23, are you going to..."

Watching Z23 taking off his gloves, Du Lin gradually understood something.

"Would you like to give me a massage?"

"That's right!" Z23 nodded heavily:

"If you drag your tired body to work, you will only get half the result with twice the effort, and... that would be too pitiful. So, let Z23 relieve your fatigue with your ten fingers."

Z23 flexed her slender fingers and said confidently:

"I have been practicing hard for this day."

"For this day?"

Du Lin extracted some invaluable information from it.

Z23 blushed and explained:

"Please...please don't misunderstand. Taking care of the commander's health is also the secretary ship's duty! That's why...that's why I have to learn these things!!"

Although it sounds like there is nothing wrong with it, Z23 seems to be the first one to go to this extent to serve as a secretary ship.

"As expected of Mr. Z23, you are so thoughtful!"

Of course, Du Lin was generous in praising this.

"I told you not to call me teacher..."

Z23 felt very happy, but his face turned even redder.

"Okay, Commander, please take a seat and don't waste any more time."

"Yes--"

Du Lin responded with a long tone, then sat back in his chair obediently.

The backrest of this single sofa is not high, and Z23 can easily touch Du Lin's shoulders when standing behind it.

"Huh..." Z23 took a deep breath and his expression became serious:

"Then let's get started."

"Commander, please relax."

As soon as he finished speaking, Z23's hands began to climb onto Du Lin's shoulders.

The ten seemingly soft and slender fingers began to exert force, bursting out with incredible strength.

"Oh~~~~"

Du Lin couldn't help but let out a low moan, and every time the ten fingers on his shoulders exerted force, Du Lin shivered.

"Hmm... it's really... stiff."

Z23 pressed Du Lin's shoulders with rhythmic force.

Just as Z23 said, she showed a proficiency beyond Du Lin's imagination. Each time she pressed the right amount of pressure on the stiff part of Du Lin's shoulder, the tense muscles there were relaxed.

Du Lin felt a sour and numb feeling at the back of his neck. This feeling stung Du Lin's heart and gradually released the accumulated pressure in his body.

“Hoo…Hoo!” Z23 pressed hard, paying attention to Du Lin’s reaction:

"Commander, do you...feel comfortable?"

"Yeah, very...comfortable...ah~right there..."

Du Lin's responses became weak.

"Really? That would be great."

Z23 pressed harder with more energy.

After more than ten minutes, Z23 finally stopped. She breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"How is your shoulder now?"

Du Lin's shoulders felt lighter than ever before, and this feeling made him very comfortable.

"Yeah, much better! What a great technique."

"Hehe~"

Z23 narrowed her eyes and smiled when she received the affirmation. Du Lin’s affirmation was a great reward for her.

"It's not over yet!"

Z23 is full of energy:

"Commander, please lie down next. Ah, face down, please."

Having tasted the sweetness, Du Lin naturally would not refuse. He followed Z23's instructions and lay down, and then heard the sound of boots hitting the ground behind him.

"Well... then, I am sorry."

Z23's voice was a little trembling. She took off her shoes, blushed, stepped onto the sofa and rode on it.

Riding on the hind leg of Du Lin.

Of course, when we say riding, we are actually just using it as a support point to stabilize our body.

But even such an action made Z23 blush and his heart beat fast.

But Du Lin didn't care after noticing this. Since it was a massage, wasn't this posture normal?

Du Lin even felt that it was not enough.

"Teacher Z23, you can definitely sit up a little. It's not convenient to exert force in your current position, right?"

"Eh?!" Z23 was stunned for a moment, then shook his head repeatedly:

"That's enough, this position is enough!"

"Really? That'll trouble you."

Du Lin rested his chin on his arms, closed his eyes and prepared to enjoy the next service.

Destroyer Z23 teacher, it's awesome.

Volume 129: Chapter 23: Teacher Z, Come on, Ride on

“Hehe…Hey!”

Z23 began to move his hands, occasionally letting out low growls as he exerted force.

Her target was the commander's lower back.

This is also the place where Du Lin was most tired just now.

"Well!"

As soon as Z23's hand was pressed, Du Lin let out a soul-stirring cry.

"Wow!"

Z23 was startled and quickly raised his hand, saying anxiously:

"Commander, did it hurt you?"

"No, I just feel very constrained. Z23, go ahead and do it!"

Du Lin looked back slightly to give encouragement.

"Huh... That's great. I was worried that you might feel tired because of my weight."

"Heavy? The Z23 isn't heavy at all. I'm so slim, why would I be so worried?"

Z23's face turned red when he heard Du Lin's words.

"Commander, stop talking nonsense!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Z23 pressed hard on Du Lin's lower back, causing Du Lin to scream.

After a small punishment, Z23 began to continue massaging seriously.

Unlike when facing your shoulders, relieving fatigue in your waist and back requires greater effort.

In this case, finger and wrist strength alone is not enough.

Looking at Du Lin's back, Z23 hesitated for a moment, but finally she mustered up the courage and carefully sat on Du Lin's lap.

The moment he sat down, Z23 looked at Du Lin nervously, and was slightly relieved when he found that Du Lin did not react.

It seems that what the commander said about not being heavy was true.

Z23 didn't want to leave a heavy impression on Du Lin.

Without any worries, Z23 started to continue with his work.

Because he had support after sitting down, this time Z23 pressed Du Lin's waist and back with almost half of his body weight.

She folded her hands together, leaned forward slightly and pressed rhythmically.