The High-Tech Commander of KanColle

What a strange thing... Besides, in traditional Chinese medicine, aren't there puppets that are specially used for people to practice acupuncture? Why don't you just treat it as one of them?"

Ren Anhe said: "That being said, but... it's still a little weird."

Egil said: "Compared to this, why does Sirius treat you like this? It's just like the outside...um, how do you say it?"

Egil thought hard, and then suddenly realized: "Yes, it's just like what people outside call a licking dog."

She paused and continued, "And it's even worse than that. The most a dog licker does is to come whenever you call and buy things like crazy and do whatever you say."

"This little maid gives me the feeling that Joan of Arc has met her own Jesus."

Ren Anhe held his forehead with his hand: "Let's not talk about your analogy being a bit strange. We have another guest in the port area named Joan of Arc."

Egil was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes, but it's almost the same. It is said that Barr has recently started his own operations, and the Iris Theocracy also has Dunkirk as a traitor."

Ren Anhe had a bad feeling: "No, what is Jean Barr going to do?"

"Don't worry about it. It's good for the port anyway..."

Egil said.

"Let's talk about it. Why is Sirius like this?"

Ren Anhe said: "I feel that my presence as a commander is becoming less and less. How can you, a ship girl, bully me? You don't need to report such a big thing."

Egil turned a deaf ear to him: "Well, I think it should be Belfa's problem. She definitely did something to the girl of the human royal family... Belfa is probably not going to train maids, she is going to brainwash people."

Egil thought, as a commander, all he needs to do is accept everyone's kindness, eat well, drink well, sleep well, and keep getting along with everyone, right?

Ren Anhe was silent. Everyone wants to control him, right?

Okay, all of you are waiting for me...

Ren Anhe felt that he should think about what these ship girls wanted most, but they didn't want the kind of things that they got in public...

Then he had to restore his glory as commander and establish his identity as the boss of Hong Kong.

Thinking of this, Ren Anhe pondered for a while, buried this thought silently, and asked:

"Why do you think that girl from Sirius looked at me with such...longing eyes?"

Egil said, "Who knows? Ask her yourself later."

333. MLM leader, Beifa

After a while, the two big maids from next door came out one after another.

Belfast still looked calm and composed, but Sirius' cheeks were slightly flushed.

His breathing was also a little unstable. I guess it was because studying was too physically demanding.

Even Belfast felt a little unsteady after his first attempt at learning.

But why did Sirius subconsciously look at me after he came out, then move his eyes down and look away shyly?

Didn’t he just stare at me before?

Is it my own illusion?

Ren Anhe was a little puzzled.

Belfast was laughing on the side.

Sirius saw that Ren Anhe didn't know what to do.

The main reason is that the doll used for massage just now was really too powerful.

The main point is the original ecology, just like a newborn baby...

Commonly known as, wearing nothing, and then a one-to-one replica...

I understand everything I understand.

When Belfast took out this thing, his heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, I was thinking of boiling a frog in warm water, but ended up letting Sirius see such an explosive thing?

According to Belfast's idea, he would first show Sirius his master's perfect upper body, and then proceed step by step.

This original version was used for theoretical practice and discussion when Scylla and I were working as part-time maids on the wedding ship, and we privately discussed how to better serve our masters.

Then Belfast subconsciously looked at Sirius and found out.

Sirius was just a little shy, but not disgusted at all.

This came as a great surprise to Belfast.

what is this?

An unexpected surprise? It was basically confirmed that Sirius's favorability towards his master had reached a certain level.

It’s worth all the brainwashing during this period... No, I’m creating a perfect image of the master in Sirius’ heart.

Belfast felt that the next plan could be slightly changed.

You can reveal some explosive news from time to time.

Just as Ren Anhe was wondering, Sirius over there returned to his original state of staring at him.

It was as if the shyness just now was just an illusion.

But this also gives me a chance to ask my own questions.

"Sirius, what did Belfa say to you? Why are you looking at me like that..."

Sirius immediately turned into an apologetic and panicked look:

"I am so sorry, dear Commander Ren Anhe, have I caused you any unnecessary trouble? If so, please forgive me.

I am sorry, I will be more careful next time..."

Then Sirius looked at Belfast with some fear: "Maid, how should I apologize?"

Belfast thought, As long as you are already a maid in this port area, I will fool you at night.

He dressed neatly and ran to the master's room, then folded his clothes neatly one by one, knelt down in front of the master and apologized.

But think about it, you are not yet that person, so I won’t spend so much money on it for the time being.

Belfast felt that this was the time to highlight the magnanimity and broad-mindedness of his master.

So he said, "Don't worry about it. The master won't take such a small matter to heart. The master is probably just curious. Don't apologize all the time."

You are Sirius, not your sister Dido…

Sirius understood, and then explained to Ren Anhe:

"The head maid only described your various heroic deeds, such as..."

Sirius began the introductions.

Ren Anhe showed the expression of the old man on the subway.

Then Egil was thinking about his work while listening to the music.

The more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong, and he began to look confused and shocked.

Then he looked at Belfast, which was taking its time.

No, what on earth did you teach that little girl?

After Sirius finished speaking, he took a breath and then said seriously:

"This is what the head maid taught me..."

At this moment, Ren Anhe just felt a little hot all over, not because of excitement, but because of smell.

Belfast what on earth did you say!!!

Although some of the things she said were indeed done by herself.

For example, upgrading everyone's equipment, upgrading some ship girls with black technology, etc...

And some small things in daily life are also made by myself.

But why do you in Belfast say that I am a noble savior who improves everyone without asking for anything in return, and does this just to save the world?

Who is this person who works so hard and tirelessly? Your filter is too high!

Ultimately, I do this to have more ship girls in the port area, so that I can get along better with everyone!

It's like I stated the facts and then added a few adjectives to modify them.

What happened was transformed from a heroic act into an epic experience of saving the galaxy.

You are so right, Belfast.

Sirius' eyes seemed to be twinkling like thousands of stars, and every twinkle was a sign of his heartfelt admiration and respect for Ren Anhe:

"In summary, the great and respected Mr. Ren Anhe, don't be modest. You are worthy of this honor."

Ren Anhe was about to say something when Belfast interrupted him:

"Sirius, that's enough. My master is low-key, humble and does not ask for anything in return. Your behavior will make my master feel at a loss."

Sirius put on an apologetic expression again, "I'm extremely sorry to make you feel uncomfortable. Sirius really can't refuse this."

Ren Anhe waved his hands feebly: "It's okay..."

Sirius said respectfully, "He is indeed a great man who is not fussy about small matters and has the world in his heart."

Ren Anhe sighed.

Why do I feel like I'm being strangled by the head maid Belfast again?

This is not a good thing...

Ren Anhe glanced at Belfast lightly.

I think I should start with Belfast and put the issues of Bar and Egil aside for a while...

After all, it seemed that this head maid had been given the position of port steward to the greatest extent possible since he had made her his wedding ship.

A little... floating?

It's time to regain the man's authority, but how should I control her?

Belfast is the type of person who would accept the invitation even if she was tied up and made to watch her and other ship girls study a dozen ways to eat ice cream.

They are terrifying beings who can just watch with a smile, and when someone can't eat, they can break away to share the burden, and even push someone's butt.

Ren Anhe had a headache for a moment.

334. Royal Prying Plan

Ren Anhe finally got off work today.

But for some reason, Ren Anhe, who had basically been fishing all day and most of the work was done by Egil and Belfast, felt a little tired.

Playing poker with my friends all night long is not as tiring as this.

Even when he returned to his dormitory, Ren Anhe still seemed to hear the title "Respectable and proud Commander Ren Anhe" in his ears.

It's really a bit magical.

Ren Anhe lay weakly on his bed, sighed, emptied his mind, and enjoyed the peace at the end of the day.

"Owner."

Belfast's voice rang out.

But this sound was like some serious signal, almost causing Ren Anhe to have a stress reaction.

He trembled immediately, then sat up straight suddenly.

Belfast was a little amused: "What's wrong? Like this? Master?"

Seeing that Belfast was the only one there, Ren Anhe breathed a sigh of relief and then relaxed.

Come, ask:

"What's wrong? Are you alone?"

Belfast smiled and said, "If the master wants Sirius to come over, I can actually let her come to your room to serve you."

Ren Anhe quickly waved his hand and then said:

"Don't, I'm not saying Sirius did anything wrong, but..."