The slightly weird commander's ship girl tour

"Sister Benson won't be back until noon! About half an hour!"

Huang Chen looked around and found that Bailey had left the battlefield at some point and was standing in front of him with his hands on his hips.

The little guy shook Lafei, but Lafei just turned over and curled up in Huang Chen's arms to continue sleeping. Bailey gave up and looked at Huang Chen, "Commander, do you want to play with Bunny together?"

"I'll forget it."

Huang Chen glanced at the battle situation. With Bailey's departure, Z26 suddenly felt relieved and even gained the upper hand for a while.

She used her twin ponytails as a weapon, and her long and thick hair still looked extremely voluminous even when divided into two strands.

It spun like a spiral, and when it was waved in the air, it created a terrifying posture, which made Hobby and Colke unable to get close to it for a while, and they could only wander around looking for an opportunity.

"I am the king of the world!"

Z26 laughed heartily, his little face filled with an excited smile, and he was invincible.

Huang Chen shook his head and pressed Bailey's little head, "Just play by yourselves!"

As he said that, he hugged Raffi and sat on the sofa. He sank into it and felt as relaxed as if he was floating in marshmallows.

The light and flowing feeling made Huang Chen subconsciously close his eyes.

Although this morning seemed uneventful, traveling itself is tiring, the noise from the helicopter made people dizzy, and then in the bookstore I had to work hard to quickly recognize everyone's names based on their appearance.

I am indeed a little tired.

Lying on a comfortable sofa, holding a sweet and soft little rabbit in my arms.

Huang Chen naturally wanted to take a break.

Bailey nodded, returned to the battle, waited a moment, then attacked swiftly, grabbing Z26 from behind.

The attack of the Tornado Twintails suddenly eased. Hobi seized the opportunity and jumped over with a bunny leap, followed closely by Colke.

Z26 struggled for a moment, then immediately shouted towards the kitchen, "Sister Z24! Sister Z25! Come and help me!"

Z24, squatting in the kitchen peeling garlic, brightened up at the thought, then stared eagerly at Bismarck. Z25 was a bit better, washing the vegetables without slowing down, but glancing over from the corner of her eye.

Bismarck smiled, wiped his hands on the towel, took out two chocolates from his pocket and handed them over, then rubbed the little guy's head and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Go and have a rest!"

Z24 stared at the candy and saw that it was dark chocolate, which she liked. She immediately smiled and nodded after a moment with her lips pursed.

Z25 said thank you politely.

Bismarck smiled.

Eugen stood aside, frying sausages one by one in the frying pan. Without turning around, he said, "If you were half as good as you are now in front of the commander, the problem would have been solved long ago."

"What level?" Bismarck was a little puzzled.

Eugen curled his lips, walked to the door and looked into the living room. Seeing Huang Chen lying peacefully on the sofa with Lafei in his arms, he turned back and said, "I heard from U47 that you got the idea for this maid outfit from the Royal Maid Corps?"

Bismarck was stunned for a moment, then nodded after a while, "Yes, but it doesn't seem to be working very well."

She said this, still seeming confused.

Although everything was beyond her expectations, disrupting her arrangements and causing some of her plans not to be carried out perfectly, some clues could be seen from the commander's reaction.

At least at this stage, the commander doesn't seem to have any particular liking for maid outfits.

Could it be that the Commander likes more than just maid outfits?

Bismarck frowned and began to think subconsciously.

"Then do you know how the royal maid team serves the commander?" Eugen asked.

Bismarck shook his head. "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Eugen seemed a little surprised. "Then what were your plans before?"

"First, bring the commander back. Then arrange a room for him and he can rest for a while. You can chat and prepare dinner. In the evening, you can read a book and chat. It's almost time to rest."

Eugen frowned as he listened, feeling a little strange. "Then what's the point of everyone wearing maid costumes?"

It sounded like a simple process, nothing special or new. It was the same as usual after a long trip, nothing to complain about. But where was the maid? Why was she gone?

"The commander can treat everyone like a maid," Bismarck explained earnestly, counting on his fingers. "They'll do whatever he tells them to do, like serve tea, play music, or clean the room. Just like real maids."

Eugen was silent for a moment. "Now, even if we're not wearing maid costumes, if the Commander makes a request, do you think everyone will refuse?"

Bismarck shook his head. "No."

Eugen shrugged helplessly, flipping the sausages in the pot, "And the maid made more than just that."

Bismarck looked puzzled. "Anything else?"

She felt that she had considered everything, including food, clothing, housing, transportation, and even spiritual entertainment.

Eugen turned around and whispered two words, "Warm the bed."

Bismarck was stunned, as if thinking about the meaning of this word.

After a moment, she reacted. Although her face remained calm, her eyes showed a hint of panic. "The royal maid team is also capable of such a thing?"

"Only a few people would actively ask for this." Eugen finished frying a pan of sausages, took them out and put them on a plate, and then fried another pan. "But not many people would refuse."

"Take the initiative..." Bismarck was shocked. She had thought that if it was Tirpitz, she might not refuse, after all, she was the marriage ship. But if she took the initiative.

She glanced down at her maid outfit and suddenly felt that she was probably not worthy of it. At least she couldn't do anything that impressive. Tirpitz probably couldn't do it either.

"Okay, I don't want you to do this kind of thing." Eugen turned around, "I just want to say that you are not suitable for the maid costume at all."

"I feel the same way." Bismarck nodded seriously, feeling that some of his previous thoughts were a bit ill-considered. "Then... what should we do?"

Eugen pursed his lips and suddenly asked, "Are my wine collections still there?"

"Yes, nothing in your room has been moved." Bismarck said.

"That's good." Eugen chuckled and turned his attention back to the stove. "I'll tell you the details tonight. Now let's prepare lunch."

Bismarck frowned suspiciously and said nothing in the end.

"Miss Bismarck! Miss Bismarck! Benson has suggestions for tonight's plans!"

Suddenly, an excited voice came from the stairs outside the living room. The girl seemed to have just stepped through the door to the second floor and couldn't help calling out excitedly.

Bismarck curiously stuck his head out and looked towards the living room.

Benson, wearing a rabbit ear headband, ran up the stairs quickly, holding a large bag of things that looked like cheering sticks in his hand.

"We can prepare a singing and dancing time!"

Chapter 720 I'm not here to inspect the work

Benson ran to the living room happily with a big package in her hand, her steps brisk. Her light yellow hair and the rabbit ear headband on her head swayed as she danced, which was actually quite cute.

Z28 is still downstairs and is a little slower.

Bismarck walked out of the kitchen with a curious look in his eyes, and the little ones who were fighting also stopped fighting temporarily, but their movements remained unchanged, as if time had stopped and they kept playing, only their gazes were cast over, full of curiosity.

Benson raised his head, walked into the living room, walked over the sofa, and held up the package in his hand as if it were a treasure.

"Everyone, listen to me! Based on my previous experiences at maid cafes, singing and dancing time can liven up the atmosphere and cheer everyone up!"

As she spoke, she placed the package on the ground and took out the contents.

Inflatable cheering sticks, glow sticks, balloons, ribbons, microphones, etc.

Bismarck frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled, "What are these? Singing and dancing time...is this a dance party?"

If it's a dance party, you can consider using a player instead, even though she's not good at music. As an iron-blooded leader, it's natural for her to socialize at any dance party.

"No! It's singing and dancing time! It's singing and dancing time!"

Benson said as he took out a small player from the package and turned on the switch.

The sound of intense instruments rang out, lively and cheerful, not the classical music for a dance party, but more like pop music.

Bismarck seemed to understand. Was it like a karaoke bar? Or a dance hall? But he wasn't good at singing. Perhaps Eugen could? It was a bit of a dilemma. But it shouldn't be a big problem.

The lead singer's voice sounded, a rather lovely female voice, clear and moving. Just by listening to it, an image of a lively and cute little Lolita emerged in people's minds, as if jumping and dancing to the music.

Bismarck's pupils shrank, and he felt something was wrong.

"Some of them sound like the songs Z35 and Z36 would sing." Z26 turned around and wanted to speak, but her hair was still in Kolk's hand, so she failed to turn around.

"Like an idol? Almost! It's always cute singing and dancing time! The commander will definitely be very happy with this!"

Benson said happily, jumping up and down.

Although Benson doesn't look like a destroyer but more like a light cruiser in terms of physique, her personality is very lively and full of energy. Even a little loli like Z25 looks more stable than her.

But it just happens to be very compatible with the music. If she and Bailey, Z26 and other lively little ones prepare this singing and dancing program, it might be feasible.

Bismarck nodded. She thought what Eugen had said before made sense.

There are some things that she is really not suitable for, such as wearing a maid outfit and pretending to be a maid, or what Benson is talking about now, the so-called singing and dancing.

But if she is not suitable, there will always be someone else who is suitable. It is not impossible to arrange it into a program and perform it later.

Bismarck glanced at the sofa, wanting to hear the commander's advice.

But Huang Chen just hugged Lafite with an expressionless face.

Benson opened his eyes as soon as he entered the living room. The girl's chattering made it impossible for him to continue pretending to be asleep, but he was too lazy to get up, so he curled up on the sofa and listened silently.

Sing and dance time.

He briefly imagined Bismarck, Tirpitz and Zeppelin singing and dancing on the stage like idols... No, he couldn't imagine it at all.

This kind of thing is totally unreliable.

He shook his head slightly, but suddenly a little girl with short silver hair and a cyan-blue dress appeared in his peripheral vision. It was Z28.

She was a step behind Benson. She had just come up with U47 when she spotted the commander. She looked very excited, but she couldn't help blowing her nose, and her eyes turned slightly red.

"Commander, welcome back. I missed you so much."

Huang Chen chuckled, sat up and ruffled the little guy's hair. The two little munias chirped and flew around, finally landing on the back of the sofa.

Bismarck withdrew his gaze, formed a general judgment, nodded, and said, "It can be used as a show."

"It's not a show! It's singing and dancing time! Singing and dancing time! It's a singing and dancing time where everyone has to sing and dance together! If it's just a show, it definitely won't work!"

Benson waved his little hands with great vigor and even the spirit of an orator, and he didn't notice the movement at the sofa behind him at all.

"Everyone together?" Bismarck frowned, feeling something was not going well.

"Of course, everyone should come together, and it would be best if the commander comes too! It will be lively enough if everyone jumps around together!" Benson said excitedly, and couldn't help but jump up on the spot.

"Commander... probably not together?" Bismarck looked at the sofa again.

Z28 stopped chatting and just sat next to Huang Chen with a faint smile. The commander's attention was focused on Benson again, but his face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd, and he obviously did not support this suggestion.

"No! Commander will definitely participate! Bunny is so cute, Commander is a lolita control, he loves cute things the most, he definitely can't refuse!"

Benson shook his head, full of confidence and wisdom.

"As long as Laffey comes along, the Commander will definitely not refuse! Um...where's Laffey, is she awake?"

"On the sofa." Z26 said immediately. She is a good child who likes to help others.

"Uh-huh, Rafi..."

Benson turned his head, stared blankly, and then froze.

Lafite was half lying on the sofa, leaning on Huang Chen, looking at this side disdainfully, and said slowly, "Lafite can perform standing sleeping..."

"Point, point, Commander! When did you appear here!" Benson widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Always here." Huang Chen had no expression on his face.

Benson was shocked. Didn't that mean someone heard what he said just now about the commander being a lolita complex?

She pursed her lips and smiled awkwardly, "Ah, that, just now, actually, what I wanted to say was..."

"Okay, it's okay." Huang Chen waved his hand. He didn't care at all, because he was upright and had nothing to fear. He was just teased as a lolita complex. It didn't matter. The truth was self-evident.

"Oh!" Benson nodded, not taking it to heart, and immediately asked, "What about the singing and dancing time? Commander, do you want to join in? Rafi just said she wants to join in."

Rafi blinked. Doesn’t the performance of sleeping while standing mean that I don’t want to participate?

"Forget it. According to what Bismarck said, there is no need to treat it as a show." Huang Chen shook his head and glanced at the things Z28 brought back. There were big and small packages, and he could barely make out banners, ribbons and other things. He couldn't help shaking his head.

"I'm here to take everyone back to the harbor, not to inspect the work. Why would I need to put on a show? Just act like normal."