Shipgirls and Salted Fish Commander, Port Survival Guide

“Commander, would you like to take a bath? I’m ready to pour you some water anytime.” Just as Jing Su was staring blankly at the bathtub, Plymouth’s charming and gentle voice rang out.

"Oh, no need, I'm just curious why you put this on the boat."

"So, Commander, you don't like this thing? I'll destroy it right now."

Soon, Jing Su felt a powerful force gathering behind him and quickly turned around, shouting, "That's not what I meant! Firing a cannon here would be... Ah, Plymouth, what's wrong with you?! Where are your clothes?!"

Chapter 175 Where's the Vanguard?

Question: How can both purity and allure coexist in the same person?

A: Just look at Plymouth.

At this moment, Jing Su almost popped his eyes out of Plymouth's head. Strictly speaking, he wasn't completely naked; he was wearing a bathrobe. Plymouth was slumped on the ground with his legs spread apart, his face flushed, and you could vaguely see his swaying legs. Yes, two large, white, and alluring legs were crossing back and forth, giving people endless fantasies.

What's most captivating is Plymouth's upper body. Although nothing is revealed, Jing Su feels that it would be better if something were shown. There's a kind of allure called feigning reluctance. At the time, Jing Su didn't understand the meaning of this word. If you want it, you want it; if you don't want it, you don't want it. How can you feign reluctance?

Now, he knows.

Her pink hair, combined with her pink cheeks, slightly upturned lips, and dreamy eyes—a look that was both expectant and shy—seemed to transform into an endless vortex, drawing Jing Su in so that she could never escape.

"Commander, how do I look? Does it suit your taste?" Space seemed to freeze, time seemed to stand still, and Plymouth's gentle and reserved voice pulled Jing Su back to reality.

"Cough cough, this, this outfit, looks very good." Coming back to her senses, Jing Su felt a surge of heat rising from her abdomen, but her hands and feet felt icy cold. Her mind went blank, and when she looked back, she had already blurted out what she was thinking.

“I’m glad you like it, Commander.” Plymouth saw Jing Su’s reaction and was thrilled by his undisguised appreciation. For her, nothing in the world could make Jing Su happy or bring her more joy.

'I don't care what anyone else does, as long as Commander is happy, I'm fine with anything!'

This was the deepest belief etched into Plymouth's heart. However, it seemed to be etched too deeply, and whenever she really needed to take action, she would always do something excessive. This time, however, was a rare occasion where Plymouth could feel Jing Su's joy.

"Yes, it really looks good, very, very bold, but I feel it goes quite well with Plymouth." Jing Su fidgeted with the hem of her clothes, using small gestures to cover up her slight embarrassment. At this moment, Jing Su finally realized that in the Royal Army, Plymouth's attire has always been quite bold.

It's not just the swimsuit Plymouth is wearing now; to put it more professionally, it's a three-piece bikini, or even more outrageous. A three-piece bikini is already considered very daring under a swimsuit, and it's often said that if there's any less fabric, it becomes sexy. Plymouth goes a step further, with a semi-transparent feel to it.

Recalling Plymouth's usual attire in the Royal Navy, her outfit, while seemingly completely covered from head to toe—well, not entirely covered—had half of the two white bridges exposed to the sunlight and air. Jing Su remembered that Plymouth's underwear appeared to be semi-transparent, including the outermost hem of her skirt, which was also translucent. The lining and cloak did indeed cover things, but this half-revealing attire, once discovered, only made one feel even hotter.

Speaking of this, Jing Su remembered another ship girl whose appearance was completely opposite to Plymouth's—Hutten. Hutten's appearance had a punk vibe and she had a queen-like demeanor, but in private, Hutten was a serious and pure-hearted wife. Plymouth, on the other hand, had a pure appearance and a pure heart, well, she was quite pure too. However, you could tell from the details of her clothing that this girl was not simple in private.

The intense conflict between her outward appearance and inner self nearly overwhelmed Jing Su's rationality, almost causing her to charge forward.

"Commander, I'm sorry, but could you please help me up? I feel like I'm running out of strength." Jing Su was under a fatal charm, deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate herself. At this moment, Plymouth's voice pulled Jing Su back to reality.

"Cough cough, oh, okay, I'm coming right away!" Jing Su, having recovered her senses, got goosebumps all over and thought to herself, 'What a devil!' But her body was still honest, and she quickly walked to Plymouth's side. At this moment, she knew exactly what to do and understood that there were other things to do. Avant-garde was a little drunk and might not be able to come out later, but Warspite and Perseus were still energetic. In any case, she had to wait until the barbecue dinner was over before making a decision.

Wow, it's so soft!

The moment Jing Su touched Plymouth's body, he trembled all over, as if an electric current had passed through his entire body. The tingling sensation was truly exhilarating, because the instant he made contact with Plymouth, Plymouth clung to him like an octopus.

"Commander, you smell so good. This scent makes me forget all my troubles. I want to stay with you forever~" Plymouth's voice, nestled in Jing Su's arms, seemed both distant and close, almost making Jing Su lose his mind.

"Commander, are you ready over there? I'm all set here." Just as Jing Su was about to lose control, Warspite's voice rang out. In an instant, Jing Su felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her whole body trembled, and her eyes regained their clarity.

"Wait a minute, it'll be ready soon." Jing Su responded to Warspite's question first, then looked down at Plymouth.

“Since there are still things to do, let’s hurry up and leave, Commander.” Plymouth, who was disturbed, did not change her expression. Instead, she slowly got up and left Jing Su’s embrace. However, the disappointment that flashed in her eyes was not noticed by Jing Su.

"What are you saying? There are still things to do." Jing Su noticed Plymouth's dejection. After what happened with the Royal Army, Jing Su naturally knew how to handle it. So, just as Plymouth got up, Jing Su pulled him back to his side with a force.

"Ah, Commander!" Plymouth exclaimed. As a Valkyrie on the battlefield, Plymouth's attention is always extremely high. She is also very vigilant. As a front-line ship girl who can perfectly balance output, survival and support, Plymouth dares to say that there are few ship girls in the entire port who can notice small details better than her. Of course, this is also one of the reasons why she always overinterprets Jing Su's words.

"Boh~"

A French kiss, complete with a stringy texture.

“Commander~” Plymouth’s cheeks were flushed, her eyes were glazed, and her eyes were red. She was gradually becoming confused.

"Alright, I know how you feel, Plymouth. I really like you. You're my wife. There's no need to overthink things. In my heart, you'll always hold an important place. There are some things I don't dare to tell you, and don't misunderstand. It's because I care about you that I consider your feelings in every way. But now it seems that it's backfired. Anyway, Plymouth, we've agreed to be together forever."

“Commander!” Plymouth’s body began to tremble.

"Alright, let's hurry up and get out of here, don't keep them waiting." Jing Su patted Plymouth's plump buttocks lightly and left the room first. He and Plymouth had been in the room for quite a while, and Jing Su was worried that if they continued to linger, Warspite and the others might curiously run into the room to check. Although Jing Su and Plymouth hadn't done anything yet, it would still be a bad thing if they forced their way into the room.

“Hmm~ Commander, Plymouth will always stay by your side~” Watching Jing Su’s departing figure, Plymouth’s face flushed an unusual red, and she quickly got up and chased after him.

As Jing Su had expected, Warspite and Perseus were already prepared to break down the door. As soon as he went out, he ran into Warspite coming straight at him.

'Plop~'

"Ugh!"

"Cough cough, Warspite, what are you doing?!" Jing Su asked, feeling dizzy as she looked at Warspite lying on top of her.

"Hiss~ Commander, you said you stayed in the room for so long, Perseus and I were really worried about you." Jing Su was dizzy, and Warspite was no less so, seeing stars as she said, "Hey, Commander, you took a shower."

"Hmm." Jing Su nodded. Although his conversation with Plymouth didn't seem long, a considerable amount of time had actually passed. Girls choosing clothes, as anyone who knows, takes forever. Plymouth, who had prepared in advance, was one thing, but Warspite and Perseus were truly something else. If Jing Su were to go to their room, he would be absolutely stunned by the sheer number of clothes. He might even ask, "This room is so big, it can't be filled with clothes, can it?" And the answer would be straightforward: "This isn't the whole room, at most half."

Therefore, Jing Su actually spent a long time in the Plymouth room, long enough for him to take a quick shower, change his clothes, and then sit in the room staring blankly at the bathtub placed in the center of the room.

As for why Jing Su's clothes were in Plymouth's room, well, let's not ask that question. Anyway, Jing Su found enough clothes for himself in Plymouth's room to open a clothing store, from socks to hats, from shoes to watches. Jing Su wanted to ask Plymouth how he managed to cram so much stuff into the room, but the answer he got was that Plymouth had applied for three large rooms just to store all these clothes.

It was only then that Jing Su realized that such a large cruise ship actually had many empty rooms. The entire cruise ship had a very deep draft, and with so much space, one could imagine how much other stuff the ship girl had brought besides the necessary supplies.

Jing Su naturally wouldn't say anything about this, nor would she have anything to say. Since she'd already brought them, what was the point of saying anything more now? Anyway, the ship girls wouldn't harm her, so she might as well let them bring them.

After all, not every ship girl is as extravagant as Plymouth, who only uses three large wardrobes to store her clothes, while the other three rooms are filled with men's items, like javelins. This little girl carries a lot of magic wands—oh, no, javelins, literally javelins—and spends all her free time spearing fish everywhere.

Many of the fish grilled tonight were ones that I speared during the day.

"No wonder, Commander, what kind of shower gel or perfume did you use? It smells so good~" Warspite buried her head in Jing Su's arms, rubbing against him, with an expression of enjoyment and infatuation on her face.

"Oh, no, I just rinsed off, I didn't even use much shower gel." Jing Su said doubtfully. Although she did take a shower, guys know that showering doesn't take long unless you scrub. The most important thing was that Jing Su was worried that Plymouth would be changing clothes outside and would wait for her for a long time, so she just rinsed off briefly and at most wiped the uncomfortable or dirty parts of her body with a wet towel.

Jing Su thought that since they would be having a barbecue outside later, she might get very dirty. Even if she didn't get dirty, she would still be sweating from all the work and would have to wash herself again when she got back. So she decided to keep it simple and just wipe herself off.

"Do I smell? Warspite, don't talk nonsense." So Jing Su was very surprised when she heard Warspite say that she smelled. Plymouth had just said that she smelled too. Did she?

Jing Su sniffed herself but didn't feel anything. If there really was a problem, back in the Royal Navy base, there were so many ship girls who had been in close contact with her, and not many of them said there was a problem.

"Cough cough, it's nothing, it's nothing, maybe it was just my imagination." As if realizing that her actions were a bit... well, Warspite blushed and quickly got up from Jing Su, dusted herself off, and said, "Commander, now that everything is ready, let's hurry to the beach. Javelin is already waiting over there."

"Alright, let's hurry over there." Jing Su nodded, got up to leave, then suddenly seemed to notice something and asked, "Speaking of which, where's Qianwei?"

"Woooooo~~~"

"Ahem, Miss Avant-garde, she's quite drunk. After I took her back to her room, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep. I couldn't wake her up no matter how much I called her, so she probably won't be able to attend the banquet later."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"I see." Jing Su raised an eyebrow, then suddenly seemed to notice something, looked around, and asked, "Warspite, did you hear any strange noises?"

"Waaaaah!~!"

"Ahem, no, no, why are there strange noises? It must be that you're too hungry, Commander, and you're imagining things. Ms. Perseus, right? So let's hurry up and go, don't keep Javelin waiting."

After saying that, Warspite grabbed Jing Su's hand and tried to walk out. Perseus also urged, "Commander, the early bird catches the worm. Don't delay any longer."

"Alright then." With Warspite and Perseus whispering beside him, Jing Su frowned and tried a few times, but indeed could no longer hear any sound. So he simply agreed and left with Warspite and Perseus.

"Woooooo~~~"

Chapter 176 Springtime in Full Bloom

"Ugh, Warspite, I challenge you to a duel! This is outrageous! Who locks someone in a room like that?!"

On the deck, avant-garde compassion resounded through the sky.

"Cough cough, Qianwei, calm down, calm down. Who told you to drink so much last night? I saw you were drunk, so I brought you to your room. What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well?"

"Who would be so kind as to send someone to their room and then tie them up!" Qianwei's face turned red, and he trembled with anger.

"Isn't this because I was afraid you'd get drunk and cause trouble? Before I pulled you away, you were already touching the Commander inappropriately. What if you hurt the Commander?" Warspite said, sounding both indignant and self-righteous.

"You, me, ahhh, I'll fight you to the death!" The vanguard, choked by Warspite's words, didn't know what to say for a moment. His body trembled even more violently. With a 'whoosh,' he charged forward, as if he wanted to duel with Warspite.

"Waaaaah, Vanguard, calm down! Vanguard, hey, what's the meaning of deploying ship equipment in this situation? Calm down, Commander, save me!!" Warspite sprinted across the deck, yelling "Waaaah!" but knowing she was in the wrong, Warspite didn't do anything else but just ran.

After all, what she did last night was indeed somewhat, well, somewhat excessive.

Last night, Warspite caught Vanguard off guard and knocked her unconscious with a chop to the neck. Of course, Warspite knew that with Vanguard's physique, she wouldn't be unconscious for long, so she hurriedly ran back to her room and quickly tied her up.

"I never expected you, Miss Perseus, to have such skills!" Looking at the avant-garde's alluring binding posture, Warspite swallowed and looked at Perseus with surprise. She really didn't expect that Perseus, who usually seemed taciturn and indifferent to everything, would be like this in private.

"I saw it in a book. Well, I'm a nurse, and sometimes I need to immobilize patients, so it's normal for me to know this kind of knowledge, right?" Perseus felt a little guilty under Warspite's gaze, turned her head away, and tried to justify herself—no, to explain herself.

"Ahem, I see~" Warspite nodded, blushing. She thought to herself that they probably weren't reading the same book. But in this situation, there was no time to waste. She had to deal with it quickly before Avant-garde woke up.

"Yes, that's right." Perseus nodded emphatically, indicating that was indeed the case, and then asked, "What's next?"

"Well, anyway, tie it tighter, Miss Perseus. You should know how to make someone unable to exert any strength, oh, I mean, that kind of binding can make someone unable to exert any strength, right?" Warspite realized that her words were not quite right and quickly corrected herself.

"Ahem, I know," Perseus nodded expressionlessly, then immediately began to work. Unlike the simple tortoise shell binding technique from before, which he was too shy to practice often and needed to think about, this new binding method was one he could do with his eyes closed. Yes, he only learned it specifically to take care of the patient, that's all.

"Is this really okay?" In just one minute, Perseus had retied Vanguard and finished dealing with him. After that, Perseus asked with some concern.

The subtext of Perseus is simple: Vanguard is a legendary battleship, and even without deploying its ship equipment, it can easily break free of these ropes by using the power of its ship equipment.

"Oh, don't worry about that. Miss Vanguard has been on a sortie today and hasn't resupplyed yet. She's already used up most of her resources, and what's left isn't enough for her to deploy her ship equipment. Besides, this rope was specially made by me, uh, cough cough, to teach those naughty destroyers in the camp a lesson, so Miss Vanguard can't break free." Warspite explained as she tidied up the room.

"Ah."

"Then, I'll take all the clothes out of the room, and then get the clothes Miss Vanguard is wearing dirty. Oh, I guess I don't need to get them dirty. She's been fighting all day and is already filthy. I'll leave a note in the room telling Miss Vanguard that there are no other clothes in the room, so even if she breaks free of the ropes, she won't be able to get out of the room," Warspite said with a sinister look.

"Hmm." Perseus answered expressionlessly, but a ripple flashed in her eyes. 'So, Miss Warspite is so... cunning... no, so intelligent? No, not really. In short, I really shouldn't provoke her easily.'

This was also the source of the 'woo-woo-woo' sound that Jing Su heard when she returned to the beach. At that time, Qian Wei had already woken up, but she was tied up like a caterpillar and her mouth was covered, so she couldn't do anything. The sound she made with all her might was eventually heard by Jing Su, but it was ruthlessly interrupted by Yan Zhan. After Yan Zhan took Jing Su away from the room, Qian Wei was so angry that she was desperate. In extreme anger, she made a sudden outburst.

Well, there was really no way. Perseus's technique was really good. She couldn't use any strength to tie her up. She didn't have many resources of her own, so she couldn't break free at all. In the end, she could only stay in the room, feeling angry, twisted, and pitiful!

So when the next day, the avant-garde, with dark circles under his eyes, was rescued by Warspite, the enraged avant-garde almost challenged Warspite to a duel.

However, since Plymouth's room was right next to the room where she was trapped, very close to the bedroom, and the soundproofing of that room wasn't particularly good—just by looking at the muffled whimpers that Jing Su could hear from the doorway—of course, this was specifically designed to facilitate eavesdropping. If you wanted safety, there were also safe rooms on the cruise ship where no matter how loudly you shouted, no one outside could hear you. But clearly, the team from last night didn't know about this, or didn't realize there were people nearby.

In short, the avant-garde, bound like a caterpillar, stayed in his room, listening to the decadent music from next door, feeling twisted, angry, and aggrieved, unable to sleep all night.

As the saying goes, once you've tasted the marrow, you'll know the flavor. As a forward who had already tried various positions with Jing Su in the camp, he could even guess how Jing Su had tormented the girl who was screaming at this moment. As he listened, the forward found that he was also aroused, but he couldn't move.

"Well, so you two should keep things down. The Commander is still resting." Seeing that the situation was escalating, Perseus stepped forward to stop the two.

Upon hearing Perseus's words, Warspite and Vanguard stopped in their tracks, collapsed to the ground, and gasped for breath.

"Forward, avant-garde, cough cough, phew, I apologize to you, please forgive me. At worst, next time you go out to attack, I'll lend you my MK7."

"Phew~ Ten, ten times." Qianwei stood with his legs together, still feeling indignant as he thought about the scene last night.

"Huh!?" Warspite was taken aback, not quite understanding. She thought Vanguard had said he would lend her the equipment ten times, so she bargained, "Ten times is too much. I need to use it myself. I can only lend it to you five times at most."

"Ten times, last night, she, she went, went, ahhh, a total of ten times!!" Vanguard cried out in sorrow. Now, when she recalled the sound from last night, she still felt wronged. She had lost. In this aspect, she had lost so thoroughly. It was one thing that her figure couldn't compare to that of a light cruiser, but her proficiency was even worse than that of a beginner. Ahhh, her ship life was such a failure.

"Huh!?" Not only Warspite, but even Perseus looked bewildered. So you weren't talking about the number of times you could borrow equipment?

"Huh!?? Ten, ten times!?" Warspite was the first to react, her face turning red and her voice trembling.

"..." Perseus remained expressionless, but her slightly trembling body revealed the shock she felt inside.

"Ugh, I lost. I finally took the initiative, but... I lost so badly. Waaah, what's the point of being a boat?" Qianwei lay on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

"Warspite, Vanguard, and Perseus, what are you talking about?" The commotion from the Vanguard was quite loud, even attracting the attention of Javelin, who was fishing not far away. He hopped over to ask what was going on.

"Hmm, we were talking about why the Commander and your sister Plymouth haven't gotten up yet," Perseus said quietly after a moment of silence.

"It seems so. It's already this late, and the Commander still hasn't gotten up. Was he too tired from the time travel yesterday? I have to go find him." Hearing Perseus's words, Javelin belatedly realized and showed a worried expression. "But why hasn't Plymouth gotten up yet? Isn't she usually the most punctual one? Many of the maids in the guild don't get up as early as her."

Speaking of this, Javelin thought of a maid with an amazing figure who was still in bed. Hmm, this person also happened to be on the cruise ship.

"Let him rest well. He was really exhausted yesterday." Seeing that Javelin was about to leave, Perseus quickly stopped her. To make the vanguard so desperate, it was clear that last night's events were quite intense. She was also silently calculating how many times she had come the first time.

"Hmm, five times, that should be considered passing. Actually, I still had the energy to spare at that time, but there wasn't enough time. The commander had things to do, otherwise I could definitely have done more. Yeah, that's it."

"Oh~" Javelin nodded, and was about to leave, but then turned back and said nervously, "But, before Glorious Sister left, she specifically instructed that no matter what the Commander did, he must get up and eat breakfast the next day. The Commander's stomach still needs to be taken care of, so it would be better to go and wake him up."

While she claimed to be worried about Jing Su, Javelin actually wanted to be the first ship girl to see Jing Su today, and that would be none other than herself.

"Ahem, no need, Javelin, I'm already up."

"Wow, Commander, are you alright? You look exhausted." Javelin looked shocked after seeing Jing Su's appearance.

At this moment, Jing Su's steps were unsteady, her eyes were sunken, and her lips were pale, as if she was about to ascend to heaven.

"I'm fine." Jing Sunu tried to force a smile that looked worse than a grimace, attempting to reassure her.

How could nothing have happened? Last night, Plymouth kept me up until almost 3 a.m. In the end, it was only because it was indeed my first time at Plymouth, and I had gone through a period of meta-complexity during the day, which severely depleted my energy. Otherwise, Jing Su really wouldn't have been able to hold on.

However, it must be said that Plymouth is truly enchanting. The combination of a saint and a witch, the intertwining of holiness and desire, coupled with her soft body, shy face, and gentle yet penetrating voice, makes Jing Su unable to resist.