Come and connect with me!

After breathing repeatedly for a while, the great sage said with a red face.

"Don't keep thanking me. It'll be stressful."

Wuming said in a relaxed tone.

"Originally, we should have a drink to celebrate your complete resolution of your health problems, but as a commander, it's not convenient for me to drink during work hours. Hmm, how about some tea?"

Although her figure is that of a mature woman, her emotional management is more like that of a young girl. Wuming compares the great sage Yunxian, who has a graceful posture, in his mind. The great sage in front of him is obviously more like a rookie and seems immature in all aspects.

"Ok!"

The great sage nodded heavily, his eyes full of nameless shadows.

They made tea and took out some snacks that were hidden in the cupboard. They drank tea and ate snacks leisurely, and they both felt safe and secure to open their hearts to each other.

After a while, Wuming held the hot tea and spoke.

"So, Great Sage, what are your plans next?"

"Intend?"

The great sage's cheeks were puffed up, but his tone was surprisingly clear.

"If possible, I would like to stay in the port area and provide assistance to the commander."

She finished eating in a few bites and licked the snack crumbs on her fingertips with her pink tongue.

"Although I don't have any talents to show off, I have helped Yamato and the others deal with things before..."

The great sage glanced at Wuming quietly and lowered his voice unconsciously.

"If I am to serve as a commander's assistant... I still have confidence."

Wuming pressed his forehead and out of the corner of his eye he could see the great sage subconsciously putting his hands together and rubbing his palms nervously. After noticing Wuming's gaze, the great sage cutely stuck out his tongue.

"...Well, if one day I'm the only one in the command room, you can come to work."

Wuming's hesitation did not last too long. After all, there was no threshold at all for secretary ships, from Brie to Bismarck. It was just one more great sage. He could still handle it for the time being.

"Work... not... um, got it."

The great sage muttered softly, and immediately spoke in an ambiguous tone.

"So, now, does the commander have an assistant?"

"Secretary ship."

Wuming corrected.

"Well, secretary ship. Now, does the commander have a secretary ship?"

The great sage blinked and looked at him expectantly.

"Today, there shouldn't be any, right?"

Wuming thought for a moment and said.

"Well, Commander, please use me well today!"

The great sage said this, his eyes wandered for a moment, and then he trotted around the desk with his long legs, sat down on the office chair with a flushed face, and Wuming was speechless.

But it is impossible to say now that a proper secretary ship does not need to get so close...

"Well, yes, this is what a secretary ship looks like."

Wu Mingyi said sternly.

The two of them stayed together stickyly, and the progress was so fast that even Wuming was a little confused, but the great sage's feelings were sincere, and Wuming certainly would not push her away.

"Knock knock knock."

Just as they were getting into the mood, they heard a knock on the door. The great sage, who had never experienced such a situation, immediately made a diving posture and was about to hit the wall. Fortunately, Wuming was right beside her, and he held her waist with ease to prevent her from moving. He quickly put her clothes in place, and at this time, he spoke in a calm tone.

"come in."

"I... who is she?"

Bismarck, who looked anxious, suddenly changed his expression and asked.

"Great Sage of the Sakura Empire, you will be my secretary ship today. I won't mention this any more. Bismarck, what do you want to talk to me about?"

After Wuming calmly used words to get around the issue, Bismarck really didn't ask any more questions.

"Tirpitz."

"what?"

Bismarck hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

"She's coming to the harbor."

"You wait first."

Wuming casually swiped his hand to summon the light screen, then looked at it carefully before raising his head to look at Bismarck.

“I have not received any application to enter the port area.”

"I know. She left Iron Blood on her own to come find me."

Bismarck bit his lip, and his tone was rarely softened with a hint of pleading.

"After she comes, can you please stop being so frivolous with me for a while?"

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"Flirtatious?"

The great sage widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Commander, what did you do to Bismarck?"

"I want to know what I did to you, too!"

Wuming was equally incredulous.

"Bismarck, please be reasonable. There is nothing innocent between us. We have never even kissed each other!"

"I know......"

Bismarck said weakly.

"As far as I know, there is a legal heterosexual relationship among human women called male besties. What happened between us is not even a fraction of this relationship, so it can indeed be called innocent."

Although Wuming did have feelings for Bismarck, up to now, there were only simple hugs and intimate whispers. In the relationship between men and women in the human world, it was so clean that it was almost as if it had never started. As for the dining partner and confidant who were based on affection but ended in courtesy, they were not even close to that.

"So what do you mean by frivolous?"

"Yes, Tirpitz."

Bismarck paced anxiously in front of Wuming.

"She usually reads some miscellaneous books... like Plato."

It can be seen that this former Iron Blood flagship was still a little hesitant when talking about his sisters in front of Wuming and another stranger.

"We talked about this topic..."

Bismarck seemed too embarrassed to speak of it.

Wuming blinked and silently separated the curious sage behind him. Plato and the like were too fascinating.

"Real feelings or something, well, anyway, she thinks some things, even just a little more physical contact, will be considered impure..."

Bismarck said in a low voice.

"But the relationship between us is not pure."

Wuming reminded.

"I know!"

Bismarck spoke word by word, his voice sounding like it was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"I didn't expect to have a pure day!"

She said anxiously on the spot.

"But now, she is coming. She will arrive at the coordinates on the water surface of the port in five minutes at most. I have no regrets about what happened between us, but Tirpitz..."

When talking about other things, even his own future, Bismarck could always remain calm. Although he could be shy sometimes, he had never had such a big reaction.

"I'm a little worried that she might do something extreme."

"I talked to her and she seemed like a pretty calm person."

"It just looks like if she was really calm, she wouldn't have sneaked into the harbor without you knowing. I tried to communicate with her before, but she didn't even answer my calls!"

Bismarck's voice was a mixture of anger and helplessness. When she talked about Tirpitz, she looked nothing like a camp flagship, but rather like a nagging old woman.

"Okay, so what do you want me to do?"

Wuming was also helpless about this. Before, Bismarck had been making concessions while always maintaining a considerable degree of self-esteem. However, when the news came that Tirpitz was coming, she was immediately forced into a corner. Wuming felt sorry for her as she forced herself to suppress her distress and had to beg him for mercy.

"..."

Bismarck was stunned for a moment before speaking a little awkwardly.

"Besides our daily appointments, let's keep a certain distance when we meet."

"Yeah, I'm listening. Anything else?"

Bismarck paused and spoke again.

"Let me decide the time and location. It's impossible to not execute a bet forever. As long as we avoid her a little, we can complete the bet as soon as possible."

"That makes sense."

Bismarck was silent for a moment and looked at Wuming with a serious look.

"Finally, if she finds out about this and says something stupid like taking my place, you must not agree to it. Do you understand me?"

Wuming felt uneasy when he saw Bismarck's eyes. He always felt that her eyes were particularly empty at this moment, and he felt that she would take out a hatchet if she disagreed.

"of course."

Bismarck lowered her eyes, and after a moment, she walked quickly over and pecked Wuming quickly on the face.

"... Consider this as advance payment."

Having said this, Bismarck turned hurriedly and trotted out of the command room. A hint of embarrassment could be heard in his hurried footsteps.

Wuming reached out and touched the place where she kissed, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The bet was just a means to win her heart, and now it seems to have been very effective. Perhaps it won't be long before the blonde girl will completely open her heart to him.

"commander."

The voice of the great sage came from behind him.

"Ok?"

Wuming turned his head and saw a blushing face approaching him.

A moment later, the great sage's sweet and innocent whisper was heard in the command room.

"I, I'm not the type to give up easily."

Wuming didn't say anything, but also moved forward, because he was not the type who would give up easily.

......

"..."

"..."

Port area, port area.

The blond Bismarck and the silver-haired Tirpitz looked at each other from a distance, but neither said a word.

"Well, first of all, welcome to the port area."

Prince Eugen, who was standing between the two of them, coughed softly, stared with dead eyes, took out a handheld salute, and pulled it into the air. With two or three isolated cannon shots, sparse colored confetti suddenly fell from the sky and were scattered everywhere by the strong wind. There was no welcoming and festive atmosphere at all.

Prince Eugen blinked, threw the salute behind him, clapped his hands, and looked at Tirpitz.

"Tirpitz, have you had breakfast?"