My ship girl setup is off...

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After receiving Chapaev's permission, Zheng Ri came to Kuibyshev's side. When Kuibyshev saw him, he gently hugged him, feeling the warmth and scent emanating from him.

"In that case, Commander, I'll be going now. Hope you'll miss me!"

Watching the two of them embrace, Chapaev only glanced at them a few times before temporarily bidding farewell to Zheng Ri. Rather than watching the commander and his best friend hug each other, Chapaev preferred to check out his collection.

For example... yesterday's video of practicing how to play the piano and produce beautiful sounds while singing a pleasant song in the piano room.

Chapaev also thought that he couldn't just enjoy it himself; he needed to share it with others, since sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone.

So they decided to invite Tashkent as well, so they could learn new knowledge together.

After Chapaev left, Kuibyshev seemed to have absorbed a lot of energy and let go of Zheng Ri. He then pulled open Zheng Ri's shirt to check if there was anything wrong.

"Hmm... Commander, does it hurt?"

Chapaev noticed some red marks and marks on his body and asked worriedly, "Is it okay? Is it okay?" But thinking that he might be in pain, Kuibyshev subconsciously worried about him.

"Don't worry, I've told you many times, there won't be any problems."

She reassured everyone that she was fine, and cheerfully continued speaking. At the same time, looking at Chapaev's gentle smiling face, which was not covered by bandages, she felt a strong urge to make someone regret her for the rest of their life, to let her spend the rest of her life in pain and self-blame.

That's too devilish.

"If that's the case, why does the commander call Chapaev 'sister'?"

Seeing that he seemed fine on the surface, Kuibyshev placed his hand on Kuibyshev's forehead to check if he was awake. He had never seen a commander like this before; it was a bit strange.

"No, it's just that they caught me doing something wrong. It's nothing serious, it doesn't matter."

As he casually remarked, saying it was nothing to worry about, as he had done it before, a glint of cunning appeared in Kuibyshev's eyes when he heard him say it didn't matter.

"Then, Commander, please call me 'older sister' too. I'll take good care of you."

Chapter 345 Her Tenderness

"Commander, please shout it out, I really want to hear it..."

"Alright, alright, then, Sister Kubyshev."

Faced with Kubyshev's coquettishness and expectant look, Masaru had no choice but to satisfy his ship girl's desires. Hearing his compliant manner and the affectionate way he addressed her, Kubyshev happily smiled and then hugged him tightly, overjoyed.

"Good boy, Commander, good boy, pat pat pat. So, what would you like to eat, little brother? I may not have prepared much, but I'll try my best to get it for you if you want it."

Kubyshev held his hand tightly, her other hand constantly stroking his head, her face beaming with joy, as if Zheng Ri were her younger brother, and she began to take on the role of the older sister, wanting to give him everything he wanted.

"Then... could you make me a chocolate milk tea? I didn't get to have one last time."

Being treated so warmly by Kubyshev, Zheng Ri smiled and told her what he wanted: a warm cup of chocolate milk first.

"Alright, my adorable little brother, you can stay here and I'll make you a really delicious chocolate milk tea."

After saying that, Kubyshev happily kissed his cheek, then let go of his hand and went to make his beloved younger brother's favorite milk tea.

Seeing Kuibyshev's expression, Zheng Ri didn't know what to say, but she couldn't spoil her happy mood, so she could only...

He nodded and watched her run off to the kitchen.

Then Zhengri looked at Kuibyshev's house. Well, it was no different from Chapaev's, except that it had more small ornaments.

But Zheng Ri noticed a book on the table. The cover looked familiar. He picked it up and realized that it was a book by Voroshilov.

"Use a sense of distance to attract the people you care about..."

Seeing the book's title, Zheng Ri glanced towards the kitchen. Kuibyshev hadn't returned yet, so Zheng Ri curiously opened the book. As he had imagined, it was mostly about how to get along with others, how to be careful with what you say, and how to know when to stop.

However, most of them are told from a female perspective, using various methods to attract male attention. As the story progressed, I realized that the content had nothing to do with a sense of distance anymore; it was simply about how to attract attention.

"Little brother, what are you looking at? Oh, this book is by Voroshilov. She came to see me this morning and said she wanted to learn from me."

Kubyshev, who came out carrying two cups of chocolate milk, naturally noticed that the boy's attention was on the book in his hand. With a quick glance, he knew whose book it was. After placing the rich chocolate milk in front of him, he put the other cup next to him and then put down the plate.

She returned to the spot where she had been sitting next to him, nestled happily beside him like a little bird seeking shelter.

"She came by? She came to learn from you?"

Zheng Ri glanced at Kubyshev, noticing her gentle and charming demeanor, but couldn't see anything particularly noteworthy about her. However, he quickly realized her identity; it seemed she was...

political commissar?

"Yes, as a new comrade, she needs to undergo a lot of training. Besides, Commander, as your ship girl, she'll naturally be interested in your affairs, so she came to me."

"You asked me to teach you some things about how to get along with you, but obviously, this is the first time I've been this intimate with you, Commander, little brother."

"Do you need me to help you feed you milk tea? I've studied this kind of work."

After explaining things to him properly, Kubyshev realized that this was the first time she had been so close to the commander. She also remembered that she was now his sister, and Kubyshev began to think about taking care of Masaru in every possible way.

"No need for that, I was just saying. You're not really my sister, Kuibyshev, I can handle it myself."

Masahi thought about it and declined Kuibyshev's offer of care. There was no need for it, and she wasn't a maid or anything. What if he really became a useless person who only relied on ship girls?

But thinking about it, it seems that I really am coming soon, and suddenly Zheng Ri's mood became complicated. How the hell did it turn out like this?

"That won't do, Commander. Whether it's true or not, I've already assumed the role of the older sister. Okay, sweetie, come drink your milk."

Kubyshev was already prepared for Zheng Ri's rejection, so he didn't accept his explanation. Instead, he picked up a cup of milk tea in front of him, held it to his lips, and coaxed him gently.

"Little brother, come and have your milk tea. I'll feed you, okay?"

Looking at the milk tea she was offering to his lips, and then at her face, after looking back and forth several times, Zheng Ri, as always, chose to go along with their wishes, accept Kubyshev's care, kissed the rim of the cup, and slowly drank the rich and creamy chocolate milk.

"How is it? Is it good?"

"Delicious! I'll have another one!"

Throughout the process, she helped him hold his cup until he finished drinking. Only then did Kubyshev take a clean white tissue and gently wipe away the remaining milk tea from his lips. Watching him enjoy the milk tea she had made and the care she had given him, Kubyshev was very happy and felt a little satisfied.

"Okay, then have another one, and finish mine too. But don't drink any more after the second one, or it will be too sweet."

"But didn't you say you would grant my request?"

"Your older sister will grant your wish, but she won't ignore your health. If you really can't resist drinking... well, then you'll have just one last cup. Drinking too much is really bad."

Kubyshev was a little smug about Zheng Ri's love for his chocolate milk, but when he heard him say he wanted to have two more cups, his expression turned serious and conflicted. In the end, he agreed, holding up three fingers to him, indicating that he couldn't go overboard.

"Okay, then I won't drink it. I'll drink you instead."

Kubyshev, who looks like a dutiful wife, doesn't drink milk tea on weekdays anymore. What kind of milk tea should he drink? He should definitely try something different.

"This kind of thing should be done by the older sister."

Zheng Ri's invitation made her kiss him with a shy smile; it was definitely better to start things off right away.

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Chapter 346 A Courageous Attack

"Speaking of which, Commander, haven't you been here for a few days?"

Suddenly, Bellolas, who were gathered together to savor vodka, discovered...

The question was raised, and Tashkent and Murmansk nodded in agreement.

"Ha~, Comrade-chan has been staying with us for a few days now, and she's been having a great time drinking with Tashkent."

After taking a sip of vodka, Tashkent let out a satisfied sigh, then happily said that although the time was short and he had gone to find the commander with Mercury Memorial, Tashkent was already very satisfied. At least he knew that he had received far more love than his other destroyer companions.

Although it's not as good as a wedding ship, having one makes you stand out from the crowd. Although it feels like wedding ships have lost their prestige, at least now anyone can become a wedding ship.

If you take the initiative.

"Oh, it seems you really like Tashkent, darling. Has he done anything to you?"

Seeing Tashkent's happy smile, Belaros nodded, then began to ask his beloved if she had done anything inappropriate to Tashkent, since not giving her a ring was still too little.

"Hmm... just kisses and hugs, and Comrade-chan even played with Tashkent's balls for a bit, and that was it, um."

"However, Mercury Memorial did play a game with the Commander, something about an investigation or something, anyway... Comrade-chan is biased."

After taking a few gulps, Tashkent thought about what had happened the day before. In short, she hadn't done anything, which made her somewhat disappointed, except that she had taken a liking to Mercury Memorial.

"I see. After all, Mercury is already... a young woman nearing maturity, but considering her historical age, it's a bit too long."

Belaros nodded at Tashkent's words, thinking that it was fortunate that the commander hadn't done anything to Tashkent, otherwise... he would have at least given her a good lesson in physical exploitation.

But it was no surprise that they targeted Mercury's memorial, since Mercury, given her personality, would always be unable to resist teasing the Commander and then getting killed in return.

"What about Murmansk? Has Murmansk communicated with the commander?"

Bellaros looked at Murmansk and noticed that she was holding vodka in her hands and had placed it on her lap, looking forlorn. He asked her with some concern.

"Huh? I...I haven't had much of a conversation with the Commander, I couldn't find a time to talk to him."

Murmansk frowned and spoke somewhat unhappily when the topic was brought up. His happy smile was gone, and he looked very forlorn, like a little fox that had been left aside for a long time without being teased. His unhappiness was practically written all over his face.

"That won't do, Murmansk. Although the commander isn't a particularly enthusiastic person, he rarely refuses invitations from ship girls. As long as you take the initiative to invite him, he will definitely accept your invitation to spend time together."

Murmansk's appearance worried Bellaros. He put down the vodka he was drinking, which was less than half full, and spoke to her earnestly, saying that he and the Commander were practically a married ship, only one ring away from being officially married.

Naturally, she would side with her lover and invite Murmansk to join the family, since no ship girl could escape anyway.

"Yes, Murmansk. Comrade-chan is a very gentle person, what the Sakura Empire calls 'yasashi'. So, Tashkent believes that as long as you show some confidence, you can have a good chat with Comrade-chan."

Tashkent was also speaking up for her comrade-chan like Belaros, and looking at Murmansk, with her gentle appearance and the handmade fox tail behind her, she felt more and more that she might make her comrade-chan especially happy.

Since Comrade-chan likes foxes, and Murmansk has fox tails, roughly speaking, that means she likes Murmansk, hmm!

Thinking of this, Tashkent nodded happily, then continued chugging.

"I'll give it a try, but it seems the Commander is leaving tomorrow, so..."

"Just trying it once won't do, Murmansk. As the commander of the Northern Alliance ship girl, we must take the initiative, be brave, and be persistent in launching a strong and irresistible offensive against our commander comrade!"

While Murmansk was spouting discouraging words, Kronstadt pushed open the door to the hall, then closed it, and uttered a powerful statement that, though not very effective, was enough to cheer up the little fox.

"Kronstadt, why are you mimicking Rossia's speech?"

As Kronstadt spoke of Rossia's often encouraging words, Bellaros began to tease her, while Kronstadt coughed and gave up her seat, only to realize that the figure behind her was Rossia.

"Although that wasn't our original intention, Comrade Kronstadt is right. Just trying it out isn't enough. We need to launch a fierce offensive of love. I remember that the Commander hasn't tried our hot springs yet, has he?"

Rossia, who had just entered, patted Murmansk on the shoulder encouragingly, then looked at Chapaev, who had followed her. Clearly, she was the one he wanted to ask.

“Yes, the commander and I did some enjoyable things afterward. We didn't go to the hot springs, but Rossia, what you're saying…”

Rossia's words reminded Chapaev of the pleasant memories of the past, and he began to reminisce.

The conversation was interrupted after only a few seconds, because if Rossia brought up the topic, it meant...

"Yes, since Commander is ending his trip, let's enjoy a final bath together in the hot springs. Let's seize this opportunity and boldly win him over! Let's make him part of our family!"

Rossia smiled with satisfaction and set an example: since this was the last stop, they should go all out, and this time they should do it all at once.

"All of them together? What would that be like...?"

Murmansk said in surprise, not expecting this to be such a major offensive. However, thinking back to the hot springs with his comrades, he was eager to do something enjoyable with his commander.

Murmansk's little face immediately turned as red as an apple.

"It's alright, Murmansk, this is a great opportunity."

Chapaev said with a smile, "This is also a good opportunity for us to get to know each other."

Chapter 347 A pigeon won't stand someone up.

"Commander, it seems you've been doing quite well with us in the Northern Alliance lately. While it has been quite good, is this perhaps...?"

Rossia frowned as he looked at his commander, who was holding the Mercury Memorial in his left arm and the Murmansk in his right, with a Kiev nestled in his lap. Chapaev and Kuibyshev were watching from the side, occasionally feeding him food and drink. He was living a very comfortable life.

That would have been bad enough, but the commander was still teasing Murmansk right in front of him, playing with her tail. As for whether he was really playing with her tail, you could tell by looking at the person being played with.

"Sorry, it's a habit. Come, Rossia, please sit down. It's rare for you to come all this way to see me."

Seeing Rossia arrive with Bella Ross and the others, Zheng Ri couldn't continue teasing the little fox. He wiped his slightly damp fingers clean, sat up, and looked at Rossia with a smile.

As long as she's not here to purge me, that's fine.

"This isn't a good habit to get into, Commander. Besides, even if I hadn't come looking for you, you could have come looking for me, couldn't you?"

Seeing that he sat up straight and was facing him, Rossia's furrowed brows relaxed a little. He then planned to sit opposite him, but before he could sit down, Murmansk moved aside to make room for him.

"Roscia, please have a seat. Thank you for your hospitality. I've had a long talk with the Commander, and now it's your turn, Roscia."

After Murmansk made way for her, she pulled Rossia to the commander's side and told her to sit down properly, as it would be time for them to have a good chat.

"Is that so? In that case, we can't refuse such hospitality. So, Commander, what are your thoughts?"

"My thoughts... Since Rossia has put it that way, I'll revise it."