My ship girl setup is off...

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"No problem, but if we're going to eat, it'll have to be a late-night snack."

After watching her finish eating, Zheng Ri forked another piece of steak and put it in her mouth, wanting to see her chew slowly and carefully, which was very cute.

"Together with the Commander, one can savor the blandness of food alone, or find enjoyment in shared pleasure."

Champagne took his fork, turned to face him, and spoke in the same calm tone and expression, but her actions spoke volumes, just like her gaze, which was firm and unyielding.

"Okay, let's do it together then."

Zheng Ri took Champagne's small hand, moved it in front of him, and ate the not-so-juicy steak, but his face was full of smiles.

Being with you is both my thought and my duty.

Seeing that he accepted her request, Champagne smiled faintly, and then they each took a bite of the small amount of steak on the plate.

Of course, it's not just these; it's only after you've eaten most of the other delicious food that you can say it's over.

"The Knights of Dunkirk have been here?"

After they finished eating, Champagne, holding a glass of champagne, sat in his lap, inhaling his scent and warmth, and looking at the man she loved deeply through the reflection of the champagne in the crystal-clear liquid.

"No, I bought this from a restaurant. It was originally made by someone else, but..."

When Erke saw me arrive, she said, "She made her move."

Holding her soft, fragrant body in his arms, he gently stroked her hair as he spoke, but then he thought of Dunkirk's request... could it be considered a purchase? After all, he had paid a small price.

For example, they might inject her with hundreds of millions of dollars, so she makes a huge profit while they themselves don't lose out.

"The time that follows..."

"The next step... naturally, is to take my now-awake Sleeping Beauty to take a bath, otherwise she'll still smell."

While in Champagne, thinking about the sweet and fleeting time that was about to pass, Zheng Ri wanted to take her to take a bath.

"That's all because of your dependence, Commander."

Chapter 310 The One and Only Heroine

After spending an ordinary and simple day with Champagne, Masahi spent some time playing with the other ship girls until she said she was going to leave. They seemed to have been prepared for this day to come.

"Actually, I'm very curious. Have you guys made some kind of unspoken deal that you hold a party every time I'm about to leave?"

"It's a temporary departure, my love. A permanent departure is not allowed. We will always be by your side. This is God's will and our wish."

Louis IX, dressed in a magnificent gown, was sitting beside him, refuting his words. As a ship girl, how could she allow her commander to leave first?

"I think you're being too extreme, no, too sensitive. I only said I was leaving."

"No, no words can separate us, Commander, my love."

Louis IX extended a slender finger and pressed it against his lips, preventing him from saying anything more. His expression remained serious as always, but soon a gentle smile appeared on his face.

I can't give him a straight face.

Zheng Ri didn't know what to say, so he simply rubbed her sensitive waist, making her face turn a blush of shame, as punishment.

"Since you're leaving for the time being anyway, don't say things like that. Come on, drink!"

Compared to the serious Louis IX, Jean Bart was naturally less concerned. He still had that unfamiliar look on his face, but there was a hint of a smile, and a hint of reluctance hidden beneath it.

After all, who would willingly hand over their precious possessions to someone else, even if forced to do so voluntarily?

With that in mind, she let Barr pick up her wine and feed it to him. At this moment, she had changed into a dress that revealed her smooth back. In the past, if his wandering right hand dared to touch her body, it would definitely mean that the roles had been reversed.

Let him know what it means to start voluntarily.

"Thank you, brandy?"

"Yes, I know you like sweet wine, so I switched to brandy. If you don't like it, I can ask you to change it."

Seeing the wine spilling from his lips and his face flushed from drinking so much, Barr's expression softened, and he gently wiped it away with a tissue he carried with him.

Several hours have passed now, and after playing, eating, and drinking with my companions, I'm definitely not ready to drink anymore.

"It's okay, but I can't drink anymore, so I'll leave it at that."

Zheng Ri looked at Jean Bart's private pub, where an old-fashioned record player was playing newly made vinyl records, with slightly retro but relaxing music, and orange ambient lighting was gradually enhancing the atmosphere.

Inside were ship girls from Iris Liberty and Vichy. Joan of Arc and Brest had already returned. Algeria and Galissonie were talking about something, and their eyes would occasionally glance over. Triumph didn't drink much, but he would still stay quietly, listening to music, and exchanging quiet conversations with Brutus.

As for the wicked one, she changed into an alluring white silk bunny girl outfit and fell asleep in his arms. It seems she initially intended to seduce him, but was caught by Louis IX beside him and turned into a sleeping doll in his arms.

Zheng Ri couldn't help but laugh. Was this a good thing or not?

"By the way, where's Sister Li?"

After looking around, I couldn't see the figure I was supposed to see. I was originally going to wait for her to come, but why hasn't she come out yet?

"Don't rush, Richelieu said she has some things to take care of and won't be here so soon."

Seeing his gaze and the doubt in his eyes, Barr naturally began to speak to him, though he was secretly thinking about other things.

"Oh, that's fine then. Otherwise, it's a party she organized, and if I don't come, it feels like the main character isn't there."

Zheng Ri nodded. Originally, he had planned to eventually end up staying with Richelieu and spending his days in Iris, but unexpectedly, she suggested a party, so he would naturally oblige her.

"My love, you are also the protagonist of this gathering. We all came into this world, came here, and came to your side because of your existence."

Louis IX was somewhat dissatisfied with what Zheng Ri said. He was also the protagonist of this gathering, otherwise he would not have been able to meet his unfamiliar companions, appreciate the beauty of the world, and cherish the people he should have met.

"It might sound arrogant, but there's some truth to it. In that case, I'll just wait for my leading lady to appear."

Louis IX's words made Jeong-il's ego swell.

He wasn't originally this arrogant, but now that he's drunk quite a bit of alcohol, and since no one dislikes hearing compliments, he's naturally become arrogant like a pufferfish.

"So, in that case, we're just supporting characters to highlight you?"

Jean Bart raised an eyebrow and downed the brandy in his glass in one gulp. If the answer was yes, he wouldn't mind spraying him awake and showing him what treason was.

"No, you are all my one and only heroines, an irreplaceable part of me, sob sob sob!"

Zheng Ri had no idea what she was thinking; he was just trying to say what was on his mind. Before he could finish, Jean Bart fed him wine, or rather, he forcibly kissed him.

"I'm telling you, don't say things like that so casually in the future."

After feeding him a lot of wine, Jean Bart looked at him with a meaningful smile. He had only had an idea to begin with, but now that he had said it out loud, how could he tolerate it?

"Oh, oh... then I won't say these things casually."

Feeling a bit disoriented from Jean Bart's kiss, Zheng Ri nodded and said, thinking that he had angered her by talking about the role's position, and that he would not talk about it again.

"What I mean is, stop saying those irresistible things. Open your eyes wide and see clearly; we're all interested in you, so stop saying such tempting things for now."

Jean Bart grinned wickedly, his eyes filled with pity. Did he not know his own predicament?

"Jean Barthes, you can't say that about our beloved."

Just as Jean Bart was about to explain, Richelieu, dressed in a gorgeous gown, slowly approached them, attracting the attention of the other ship girls.

"I wasn't making this up; I was just giving him a heads-up."

Seeing her approach, Jean Bart casually remarked, after all, it was now her turn to shine.

"That's not entirely true, Jean Bart, but compared to this one, my love..."

"Would you like to dance a Kulang with me? I'll teach you properly."

Chapter 311 The Last Time

"Sister Li, you know I'm not very good at dancing. I'm already doing well if I can't even guess your feet."

Although Zheng Ri said that, he still took her hand. No one can refuse their lover's invitation under the lamp, even if it's just for a simple dance.

"It's alright, I'll teach you properly. You'll be able to learn it in less than two songs. Trust me, my love, I will make you shine brightly in everyone's eyes, just like me."

Richelieu took his hand, leading him away from the protection of Louis IX and Jean Bart, and then pulled him into the prepared dance floor, where he began to sway his body to the beautiful music.

"I crouch down, you stand up; I lift my leg, you move together; let elegance flow into your body, my love, only then can you dance a beautiful dance."

Richelieu crouched down, her hand still clasped with his, and moved carefully across the dance floor in time with the music, as if stepping on fragile ice. Yet, she gradually blended her figure with the dance, showcasing a beauty unique to her.

Zheng Ri was naturally no match for Richelieu, who had become one with the dance, but he still listened to her words and gradually learned some things, starting from his initial stiffness and instability and making mistakes, as the music, which was not short, played.

As the dance ended, Barr led the applause. Although he felt that the commander's dancing was not good, his coordination was not good, and he made a lot of mistakes, it was the first time he had danced like this, and he still needed encouragement.

Moreover, it certainly won't end so simply.

"How does it feel, my love? When you receive compliments from others, doesn't it?"

Hearing the applause led by Jean Bart, Richelieu took a step forward, embraced him, and looked at his face so close to his own. Richelieu spoke softly, and then kissed his lips.

"Consider this a reward for dancing with me."

"To be precise, it was a kiss I couldn't refuse."

"But you won't refuse, will you? My love."

"You're right, Sister Li, I won't refuse you."

Smelling the enticing fragrance and seeing her captivating beauty, Zheng Ri naturally reached out and embraced Richelieu's slender waist. If he hadn't heard the sounds around him, he would have considered her his entire world.

Just as Zheng Ri was about to pull her into his arms and kiss her deeply, Algeria, who had already seized the opportunity, slowly came to his side, took his hand, and guided it to her waist.

"How about we dance together next? I'll reward you just like Lord Richelieu did~"

Algeria moved closer to him, trying to draw his attention away from Richelieu and onto her. Zheng Ri naturally turned to look at her, and just as he was about to speak, Algeria stepped forward and kissed him—a reward for his earlier action.

As he watched Algeria successfully take his place, Richelieu smiled, then released him and gradually walked down to the dance floor. His leading lady couldn't be just himself.

Algeria

Ah, I can't dance...

"It's alright. Just like Lord Richelieu did, I will teach you properly. Please don't refuse me, okay?"

His polite refusal was obvious, but Algeria wasn't about to let him off so easily. Instead, she went a step further, pulling him into her arms and using her ample figure and feigned weakness to break down his defenses until he surrendered.

"Okay, let's dance it once then."

She was clearly a voluptuous, gentle, and charming older woman, but at this moment she only wanted to dance with him, and there was no reason for her to refuse.

Most importantly, she had already given out her reward in advance.

"I'll treat you well, Commander. However, it seems my current attire is causing you a little trouble, hehe~"

After receiving the desired response, Algeria squatted down first, and only after his initial invitation did she take his hand and sway her body. However, because she was conscious of it, she occasionally touched him, and seeing the somewhat troubled expression on his face, Algeria smiled.

"You know, each of you is so tempting, at least to me, so just pretend you didn't see anything."

Knowing that her gaze was fixed on his lower body, Zheng Ri didn't care. Anyway, he wasn't actually erect. At worst, he could just turn this dance floor into a chaotic party and hold a chaotic dance to keep the iris together. He didn't know why he always felt that it would turn out like this.

"It's alright. Commander, please don't hesitate to ask if you need anything. I'll always be there to help you."

Algeria said with a smile, and then the music ended. After making a parting gesture, he slowly left. "No need to rush, haste makes waste."

"You've worked hard, Commander. Have another drink!"

Seeing him come down from the dance floor, Dunkirk went up and hugged him, telling him to slow down, since he had drunk quite a bit and it wouldn't be good if he fell.

"I can't drink anymore, really."

Upon seeing the drinks offered by Dunkirk, Zheng Ri immediately began to refuse. No matter what it was, too much eating and drinking was not good, especially after the second round of dancing, he already felt his stomach churning.

"This is the last cup, Commander. After you finish this one, I won't let you drink any more."

Seeing his refusal, Dunkirk was not in a hurry. Instead, he kindly persuaded him to have one more drink, saying that this was truly the last one.

"Alright, alright, that'll be the last one...sigh."

Taking the glass from Dunkirk, Zheng Ri looked up and drank it down, but some of it spilled out, and Dunkirk helped him wipe it off with a bit of heartache.

"Um... Dunkirk, I feel a little dizzy."

Zheng Ri smacked his lips, as if he couldn't go on after finishing this glass of wine, and wanted to fall asleep as soon as possible, which was very strange.

"It's alright, Commander, this means it's ready to eat."

Seeing Zheng Ri's face gradually turning red, Dunkirk revealed a strange smile, then helped him to Jean Bart's room to sit down first.

Watching Dunkirk help the sun into the palace, Louis IX took out his third number and wondered if he shouldn't have done it. But thinking about what he was about to do, he couldn't help but have some wild thoughts.

God, please forgive me, this is the last time.

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