Shipgirls and Salted Fish Commander, Port Survival Guide

This is a helicopter! I used to occasionally hear helicopters on missions in the city sky, and the sound was incredibly loud. Now I'm going to ride one myself?

I've heard this thing is much more uncomfortable than a bus. I wonder if my head will start buzzing. Hopefully, it won't be a big problem.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~"

As Jing Su was lost in thought, the helicopter suddenly roared, and then the entire fuselage began to shake. The roar from above startled Jing Su.

"Commander, please hold on tight, we're about to depart!"

At this moment, Curaçao completed the final adjustments, the helicopter took off, tilted its fuselage, and transformed into a black lightning bolt, flying in a certain direction.

. . . . . .

"Sirius, Sirius, please take a look at my gear. How is it? Is it enough to win over my servant's heart?"

In a brightly lit castle, in a lavishly decorated room, Queen Elizabeth stood before a mirror taller than twice her own height, her face filled with tension.

"Her Majesty's outfit will definitely be stunning, and my mistress will surely love it," Sirius, dressed in a pristine white halter-neck gown, said softly as she combed Queen Elizabeth's hair.

Sirius accidentally broke a wall during the day, so Curaçao sent her to take care of Queen Elizabeth. Sirius was quite good at things like dressing and grooming, while the other royal maids were assigned to urgently set up the scene.

After all, although there were backup plans, they were just for backup. Even the original main plan was something everyone was rushing to set up on the day Jing Su arrived. The backup plan was actually handled by the little yellow chickens.

Although the little yellow chick is smart, it is still just an intelligent machine after all. Sometimes it is difficult for it to grasp the ship girls' requirements for it. When Curaçao went to inspect the backup site, it made a sharp explosion and almost destroyed the site!

The backup site, apart from being relatively clean, did not meet Curaçao's requirements at all.

There were no valuable paintings, no masterpieces, and the food was all frozen and not fresh at all. The drinks were ordered online, which made Curaçao so angry that she almost tore all the little yellow chickens apart.

However, since things have come to this, we might as well make the best of a bad situation. At least the most troublesome issue of cleanliness has been resolved, and we can simply move the items from the original venue over. Everything else can be kept simple.

Queen Elizabeth felt slightly calmer after hearing Sirius's words. At this moment, she, like Sirius, was dressed in a white, wide-hemmed long dress, with white silk on her feet and cute little round-toed shoes. A white cloak was draped over her shoulders, white gloves were on her hands, a crown was on her head, and she held a scepter symbolizing her status, making her look noble and extraordinary.

Tonight's dinner is a make-up for yesterday; in fact, for Queen Elizabeth, the best opportunity has already been lost.

Although everyone knew Jing Su was coming yesterday, she didn't announce the exact time. She only sent out the news at noon. Although this seemed a bit like playing tricks, it maximized her chances of winning, since her figure was indeed not an advantage.

Chapter Ninety-Eight: Shall We Dance?

"Hmm~"

I'm in the castle, just got off the plane.

Jing Su said she never wanted to ride a helicopter again in her life. Her already tired body was now even more exhausted, and she became dizzy.

"Commander, are you alright?" Seeing Jing Su leaning against the plane and retching, Curaçao quickly ran over, supporting Jing Su with one hand and gently stroking Jing Su's back with the other.

"Cough cough, it's nothing, just a little dizzy, uh, airsick." After catching her breath for a while, Jing Su took a deep breath and said with a droopy face.

Jing Su had flown before. In his previous life, he grew up in Guangdong Province but went to university in the three northern provinces. When he went home for winter and summer vacations, he experienced dozens of hours of train travel and several hours of airplane travel. So when he saw the helicopter, Jing Su was very happy, thinking that he could experience something new. He didn't expect it to be so uncomfortable.

"I'm so sorry, Commander. My piloting skills are still too poor. I made you uncomfortable. Please punish me." Curaçao held Jing Su's hand, her face full of sorrow and self-blame.

"Uh, it's alright, how can this be your fault? The situation was urgent, and we had no choice but to do this in order not to be late. If you have to blame someone, blame the plane for being too uncomfortable. Haha, you ship girls are really strong. You're not even hurt by such a strong vibration."

Or am I just in really bad shape? Looks like I need to get some exercise. Jing Su chuckled, helping Curaçao brush off the question.

“Since the commander has said so, then so be it.” Curaçao’s tone was full of regret.

"Is it uncomfortable to sit in a helicopter? That is indeed a big problem. Damn it, I am still not perfect enough. I never thought that the commander would need to travel by helicopter one day. I didn't think of a way to solve the comfort problem. Sigh, I still need to work on my skills."

It's such a pity, though. Being punished by the commander, the master bullying the poor, helpless maid... just thinking about it... I'm really looking forward to it!

As she pondered this, an unnatural blush appeared on Curaçao's face, catching Jing Su's attention.

"Curaçao, are you alright? Your face is very red. Did you catch a cold?" Jing Su touched Curaçao's forehead, startling him.

Curaçao jumped back abruptly, shouting, "No, not now! This can't be done!"

"?"

Jing Su tilted her head forward, and a big question mark appeared on her head.

"Eek~" Curaçao covered her face and cried. She had actually shouted out what was on her mind. It was so embarrassing. "Cough cough, Commander, I'm fine. Let's go quickly. Her Majesty the Queen and the others must be getting impatient."

Without offering much explanation, Curaçao, forcing herself to stay alert, walked stiffly toward the door without looking back.

Seeing Curaçao's actions, Jing Su opened her mouth, but ultimately remained silent. Curaçao's persona was that of a shrewd and capable older woman; she was probably pondering some rather private matters. Judging from her demeanor, it was best not to delve too deeply into it.

. . . . . .

The castle where the banquet was held was much smaller than the main castle in the royal base, but it still had five or six stories. It was a very traditional European-style castle with spires and walls.

The exterior looks classical, but once you step inside, it's a completely different world, giving you the feeling of "at first it was extremely narrow, barely enough for one person to pass through, but after walking a few dozen steps, it suddenly opened up into a bright and spacious place".

The interior space was large and brightly lit. The paintings on the walls were not as exquisite as those in the main castle, but they had their own unique charm. Curaçao was indeed a perfectionist, arranging as much of the space as possible within the limited time available.

"Where are the other maids?" After walking for a while, Jing Su realized that the only moving creatures she saw along the way were the little yellow chicks cleaning and transporting food, but she didn't see any royal maids, let alone ship girls.

“Everyone else is already at the venue.” By this time, Curaçao had recovered from her shy demeanor and transformed back into the shrewd and capable perfect maid. “This banquet is for all members of the royal family, so apart from those who are still fighting on the front lines and can’t make it back, everyone else is already waiting for us at the venue.”

"Oh, I see~" Jing Su nodded, took a closer look at Curaçao's clothes, and thought: This must be why Curaçao looks so handsome.

"Curaçao, judging from your outfit, are you going to dance later?" Suddenly, a bad feeling arose in my heart.

Curaçao wasn't wearing her signature maid outfit or a traditional evening gown today; to be precise, she looked more like the leader of a morning run.

“Of course there will be,” Curaçao replied with a smile. “It’s a tradition at the banquet. No matter where or when, as long as time isn’t too tight, everyone will dance together to relax.”

"Do I need it too?" Jing Su asked hesitantly.

"Of course I want to! Commander, you're the star of the night!"

‘Boom~’

A bolt from the blue, resounding through the heavens!

Jing Su had a bad feeling. He was too tired today. He had originally planned to go straight to rest when he got back to the castle, but as soon as he got out of the car, Curaçao dragged him to eat and do his makeup. Before he could ask any questions, he was put into a helicopter and was so dizzy from the bumpy ride that he completely forgot what the banquet was like.

'Oh no, we have to dance! Who's my dance partner? Nobody told me!'

"Is the dance only performed once?" If everyone participates, then Glorious will definitely have to accompany them. Warspite just confirmed their relationship today, so it wouldn't be right to ignore her. Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth is even more so; she is the head of the royal family, and tonight, no one can be missing, but she cannot be absent. Just thinking about it makes Jing Su's scalp tingle.

"No, that's not it. Tonight's dinner is just a regular banquet. There's no business to discuss or anything, and no outsiders. You can come by yourself if you want. As for those destroyers, they're just here to eat and drink. They don't need to dance."

"Besides, they're so small. I have to bend over to get them to dance, which is exhausting." Recalling the scene of teaching the destroyers to dance, Curaçao almost cried. She had to control her strength at all times, and if she wasn't careful, she would lift the destroyers up. It can only be said that sometimes being too strong is not a good thing.

"That."

"No!" Before Jing Su could finish speaking, Curaçao firmly refused, "The Commander is the main character, you have to jump."

"But, but I can't dance~" Jing Su tried to brush it off with a practical reason.

"Hehe, that's not a problem. Wait a minute, I can teach you, Commander~"

Chapter 99: We can do our homework together!

"Commander, we've arrived."

After navigating countless twists and turns, Jing Su and Curaçao stopped in front of a luxuriously decorated gate.

"Whoo~"

Jing Su took a deep breath after standing still. It was her first time participating in such a so-called high-end occasion, and she was somewhat nervous.

"Commander, don't be nervous, I'll be with you. If there's anything you don't understand, just raise your glass, smile, swirl it in front of you a few times, and take a small sip." As they were about to enter the venue, Curaçao began her plan. She knew this was her last chance.

As she was the head of logistics for the banquet, she was absent for a considerable period of time. In order to create an opportunity for herself, Curaçao naturally wanted to find a way to keep those glamorous women away from Jing Su. The best way was for Jing Su to refuse them herself.

Curaçao had already prepared a reason for Jing Su: the commander himself said he didn't really know how to participate in the banquet, so this was to help the commander avoid trouble.

"Is it really okay to do this?" Jing Su looked at Curaçao's squinting smile and felt a little uneasy for some reason.

"Hehe, of course there's no problem. The sisters know their limits and won't make things too difficult for the commander."

"哐~"

The gate slowly opened, revealing a bench laden with food, a mountain of wine glasses steaming in the air, and ornate chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. Below, a few destroyers were chatting amongst themselves.

"Commander, there are some matters that require my attention. Please excuse me for now." Standing at the door, Curaçao did not go in, but instead told Jing Su that she had a mission to complete.

Actually, judging from the time, there is still about half an hour before the banquet officially begins. There is enough time to prepare more at the main castle. However, unfortunately, as the logistics director of the entire banquet, Curaçao has to handle many things personally.

So even though it was very hard to part ways, we still had to separate.

"Okay." Jing Su nodded and strode into the room.

Jing Su had imagined what the room would be like. He wondered if all the girls would raise their glasses and turn to look at him as soon as he entered. If that were the case, Jing Su would be incredibly nervous.

However, upon closer inspection, most of them are destroyers, which are not very good at dealing with adults like Jing Su, but children are...

'Hehe, little girls are the best!'

"Little Swan, have you finished your homework?"

"I can't finish writing, I just can't finish writing! I've tried so hard, I've been writing since last night until this afternoon, but I still haven't finished. I'm giving up~" came the little swan's sobbing.

"Oh, how could that be? I don't remember having that much homework. Why did it take so long? And you wrote all night? Did you stay up all night? That's so tiring!"

“Javelin, don’t listen to her nonsense. I was doing homework with her in the same study room. As soon as she entered the room, she opened her notebook, and before she had written more than a few words, she fell asleep. Later, it was Curaçao who carried her back to the dormitory.”

"Eh~ Is that so? Waaah~" Javelin's eyes widened, and she wanted to say something, but suddenly found that she couldn't say anything.

It turned out that the little swan seized the opportunity, grabbed a piece of cake, and shoved it directly into the javelin's mouth with lightning speed.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" Javelin, who was choking badly, still started waving his arms and legs. It was his companion who noticed something was wrong and quickly handed him a drink.

The javelin grabbed the drink and downed it in one gulp.

"Phew, ha! I'm saved!" Javelin patted his chest, looking like he'd just escaped death. "Little Swan, what are you doing? You scared me to death!"

"Ahem, I couldn't help it, I couldn't help it~" Little Swan was a little embarrassed. Actually, the person she wanted to stuff in her mouth wasn't Javelin. She was just about to make her move when her target dodged first. Little Swan felt that she was already ready to make her move. Once this urge came on, she wouldn't feel satisfied unless she really found someone to stuff in her mouth. Just then, Javelin seemed to be about to say something. She was also Little Swan's target.

"What? It's clearly because Little Swan was lazy and didn't finish her work, yet she blames it on having too much homework." Javelin muttered, grabbing a pastry and munching on it.

"Yes, yes, there really is a lot." The little swan blushed and gestured wildly. "Am I the kind of person who talks nonsense? That amount, two days isn't enough, we simply can't finish it all, boohoo~"

"So you're just going to stop doing it altogether? You think you can just not do it because you can't finish it? That way, you'll only have more and more unfinished homework. I think that's why you say you can't finish your homework." A calm and indifferent voice rang out.

"Jarvis is so strict! But speaking of which, Jarvis, don't you need to set up the venue? Janus said the kitchen seems really busy."

"I am a bit busy, but because of what happened yesterday, many ship girls are not allowed to enter the kitchen, and many royal maids cannot go in without Curaçao's orders. Anyway, I've almost finished my own work, so I just came over here to see if there's anything I can do," Jarvis explained.

Of course, there was one reason Jarvis didn't mention: he came to this place early because he wanted to see some big bad guy, some big idiot, as soon as possible.

"Speaking of which, Little Swan, why did you suddenly start doing your homework? I remember you never even glanced at it before?" Javelin finished her snack, picked up another piece, and chatted idly.

There's still some time before the banquet starts, and the venue is quite empty. The stunning ladies are all rushing to finish their makeup. Apart from the royal maids, there are practically no large ships at the venue.

They were quite bored staying here, but they were also reluctant to go elsewhere, in case they missed it by just a little bit of time.

"I don't know! Her Majesty suddenly called me over and said she wanted to check my homework. Then she said I had too many blanks and I had to make them up. Waaah~" Upon hearing Javelin's question, the little swan began to feel heartbroken.

"It's all your own fault. If you had finished writing normally, this wouldn't have happened." Jarvis's words remained sharp, but inwardly he was thinking, 'Why are you suddenly being asked to make amends? Don't you have any self-awareness? You lost the Commander's room key, causing Her Majesty the Queen to miss a golden opportunity. Who else would she punish if not you?'

"Actually, we did write some," Little Swan argued, her face flushed.

"Haha, you can't skip your homework, little swan. You can't be so lazy. If you can't finish it, we can do it together."

"Oh, it's the Commander!"

"Pu~"

Upon hearing the sound, Jarvis was the first to react. She wanted to say something, but she held back. As a well-known arrogance in the royal camp, she was somewhat too proud to say anything.

Javelin didn't have that concern; it pounced directly into Jing Su's arms, nuzzling him back and forth.

"Haha, the javelin is so cute. Okay, stop rubbing it, or you'll get your clothes dirty."

Chapter 100: We Look Forward to Your Arrival

A melodious tune rang out, attracting everyone's attention. Looking towards the source of the sound, they saw a blonde beauty sitting on a transparent round chair, playing the saxophone.

The beauty's hair was styled into a wreath atop her head, and her black dress revealed her stunning figure. Her white back shimmered under the lights, and her long legs reached the ground. Black high heels concealed her pearly feet, seemingly possessing a captivating magic that drew people in irresistibly.

As the song ended, the beauty slowly turned her head, her eyes fixed on Jing Su with tender affection. She seemed to say nothing, yet she seemed to have said everything.

"Oh, it's the Princess of Wales! She plays so beautifully!" As the music ended, everyone snapped out of their reverie. Javelin was the first to react, waving her hands and excitedly calling out to the Princess of Wales.

Upon hearing the sound, the Prince of Wales put down his instrument, smiled gently, and slowly walked towards Jing Su.

Upon reaching him, the Prince of Wales placed his hands behind his back, bowed slightly, and said to Jing Su, "Commander, it's been a long time. I didn't expect to have time alone with you. I couldn't help but try out the instrument. What do you think, Commander?"