Azur Lane Under the Stars

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This included St. Louis and Honolulu, two of whom were so focused on this event that they didn't even bother negotiating with the organizers and simply signed the contract before returning home.

Well, they're very wealthy and powerful. They missed out on making a few hundred million, but they still have an estimated profit of over two billion...

In their eyes, money is just a number; they find it much more fun to watch these silly idiots in their port dancing.

The royal iron-fisted campaign was in full swing, while Ren Shuo had been constantly harassed by New Jersey these past few days, who deliberately provoked him by saying things like, "Is that all?" and "I can still get out of bed."

Ren Shuo couldn't stand it anymore and gave New Jersey a perfect package. Then Georgia took care of a silly rabbit in New Jersey's room for three days, which meant the ship girl didn't have to go to the toilet, otherwise she would have had to get out of bed.

In short, New Jersey first drugged Ren Shuo with a sensitivity-enhancing drug, and then she teamed up with others afterward, which gave her the illusion that "the commander is nothing special." After the provocation, New Jersey never provoked her again.

This is the first time I've been dealt with so badly that I'm terrified.

New Jersey, huddled under his blanket with only his rabbit head sticking out, said to Georgia, "Georgia, let me tell you, the Commander is a complete beast."

“I know, you’ve said that so many times these past few days,” Georgia said, sniffing.

New Jersey declared righteously, "No, I have to say it. I'm going to show you the Commander's true colors. He looks tall and thin, and everyone can bully him on ordinary days, but who knew he would transform at night, turning from a puppy into a wolf."

Georgia, expressionless, shoved the entire orange into New Jersey's mouth.

Are you showing off? Don't you know I don't even have a ring yet? I've been taking such good care of you these past few days, cleaning for you, wiping your body, and even getting you food... and this is how you show off to me?

"Are you trying to kill me?! You shoved such a huge orange in here..."

New Jersey was startled, chewed with difficulty, then swallowed the orange and glared at Georgia.

"Ha." Georgia sneered.

You silly rabbit, you'll choke to death.

"Oh right, right, Ironblood and Royal are at odds?" New Jersey's eyes lit up, eager to join in the fun.

“Yeah, I guess you can move around freely now, just in time for both events.” Georgia peeled an apple for himself.

"Hehehe, I definitely have to go check it out!" New Jersey covered her face. "That's great! Iron-Blooded Maids and Royal Maids! Can our White Eagles organize this event?"

"This is a characteristic of the Royal Family, and the Germans wanted to defeat them by doing it this way. If we, the White Eagles, did it, it would be a hodgepodge." Georgia hoped that New Jersey would give up this idea.

“Indeed… By the way, what are the special features of our White Eagles?” New Jersey asked thoughtfully.

“Who knows… cowboys? Or casinos?” Georgia said casually.

New Jersey was greatly inspired: "Hey, what do you think? How about we organize a car race and then hire race queens? Or maybe a casino?"

“I think racing is fine, but the race queens are probably not so good… Also, aren’t you afraid York City will come after you if you set up a casino?” Georgia gave New Jersey a strange look.

"The casino isn't the point, we can dress up as bunny girls specifically for the Commander!" the bunny exclaimed excitedly.

Georgia: "Huh?"

Chapter 471 The Royal Maid Tea House

After three days of preparation, the two much-anticipated stores have finally reopened.

Because of the matches on both sides, Ren Shuo specially gave the entire port area a week off to encourage everyone to watch the excitement... no, to contribute to the revenue.

For this event, Ren Shuo and St. Louis even specially allocated funds to allow the two stores to relocate to two stores facing each other.

At the Royal Maid Tea House, the adorable Belfast and the charming Glasgow greet guests at the entrance, while on the Ironblood side, Count Spee, dressed in maid outfits, and the two cuties Z46 are there.

At least in terms of welcoming guests, the two sides are evenly matched.

The rule this time is that you can distribute flyers for promotion, but you can't force customers to come... Of course, looking at the four people in charge of greeting guests and distributing flyers, they probably won't do something like soliciting customers on the street.

The promotional materials from both sides clearly highlighted the style of their respective camps.

The royal light green and white leaflets, along with the classical lettering, perfectly captured the elegance and leisure of royalty, fitting the afternoon tea theme perfectly.

As for Ironblood, its unchanging red and black color scheme, along with its neat and orderly lettering and patterns, demonstrates Ironblood's meticulousness.

The promotional materials suggest that Royal Palace gives a more relaxed impression, giving it a slight edge in this regard.

Although one side is a pub and the other is an afternoon tea shop, both shops were packed from the morning onwards. There were too many ship girls queuing outside, so Akashi and Reno had to step in and create an app for their phones.

This app allows users to see in real time how many people are in the store and how long the wait will be, which alleviates the problem of long queues to some extent.

The two sides were initially on good terms, and this activity was just for fun... except for the two mischievous kids who were at odds.

However, this peaceful atmosphere suddenly turned sour by the afternoon of the first day.

Because Ren Shuo arrived, they wanted to see which way to go first, but were then pulled aside by Little Belfast and Count Spee, one on each side.

"Master, come to our side first," Little Belfast said earnestly. "We have lots of delicious food and drinks here, and we even have maid games!"

Count Spee retorted, "Commander... no, Master, we also have plenty of delicious food here. Besides, Bismarck is dressed as a waitress. Wouldn't you like to take a look, Master?"

Ren Shuo was in a dilemma. He wanted to go to both places, but on both sides, he was being led by little angels. He felt that choosing either one would be a sin.

Some of the ship girls queuing around also looked on with amusement, wanting to see how Ren Shuo would arrange these matters.

Is this a battleground? A battleground between little angels.

Ren Shuo was sweating with anxiety, but then he suddenly thought of a solution: "It's okay, it's okay, you guys wait a minute... how about I flip a coin, and you guys choose heads or tails?"

Little Belfast and Count Spee hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement. This was a fairly fair method, and the other party wasn't a bug like Yukikaze Enterprises.

"Sister Spee, you go first," Belfast said.

Count Spee nodded: "Thank you... then I'll choose front."

Belfast said, "Then I'm the opposite."

Ren Shuo took a breath and then tossed a coin.

As the coin spun, Count Spee and Belfast stared intently at it, silently reciting the sides they had chosen.

Amidst the watchful eyes of everyone and the expectant gazes of the two little angels, the coin finally landed on the ground, bounced, fell again... and finally stood upright.

After a moment of silence, the surrounding ship girls erupted in an uproar. Ren Shuo was dumbfounded, and Little Belfast and Earl Spee looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Master... how do we calculate this?" Little Belfast asked cautiously.

Ren Shuo opened his mouth: "Or... should I do it again?"

So, another coin was tossed, and to Ren Shuo's utter astonishment, the coin landed on its edge once again.

The surrounding ship girls were laughing their heads off, and they all cheered, "Commander, just choose already! The coin isn't even helping you!"

"That's hilarious! What haven't I seen?"

Have you seen this scene before?

"I've never seen anything like this before... Hahahaha!"

"Master, choose." Little Belfast and Count Spee stared intently at Ren Shuo with their bright eyes.

Ren Shuo was in a dilemma once again.

At this moment, someone who was watching the excitement from the sidelines shouted, "Commander! How about this! The next wedding ship to arrive here must be a wedding ship. Is it Royal Navy or Ironblood? Whichever arrives first, that ship will go there."

“Haruna, don’t hide behind your sister when you talk… What if it’s neither of those?” Ren Shuo asked.

Haruna poked her head out: "Then let her choose, anyway, you don't need to choose."

Passing the buck, don't you even know something as simple as this?

Ren Shuo's face lit up with joy. That's right, isn't this the same as him kicking the ball away?

“Okay.” Ren Shuo nodded in agreement.

Then, the next second, Z46 immediately raised her hand: "I am the marriage ship."

Haruna shook her head: "No, you've been here the whole time. I said 'next'."

Z46 pursed his lips and then started making a phone call, while Glasgow on the other end immediately followed suit.

Just two minutes after the call ended, an explosion was heard, seemingly from the direction of the dormitory; it sounded like some kind of main cannon...

Then came the visible thick smoke and a small mushroom cloud.

No way! What exactly did you guys do? Don't let St. Louis come after you!

Then, the sound of wind breaking was heard, and the next second, a somewhat disheveled ship girl suddenly braked in front of Ren Shuo, almost hitting him.

"Commander, let's go." The monarch casually dusted himself off, then took Ren Shuo's hand and walked into the royal teahouse.

Count Spee was somewhat frustrated, but didn't react much; it was just a matter of sequence... the commander would come.

As the ship girls watched Ren Shuo being led into the Royal Navy's store by the monarch, they all started discussing among themselves, realizing that the Royal Navy had seized the initiative this time.

Just as the two of them went inside, another ship girl, looking travel-worn, arrived. Her charming face was now covered in grime and dirt, and her once silvery hair was now covered in dust.

"Tsk... You're late. How despicable, you royals." Egil clicked his tongue, clearly displeased.

Count Spee had just led his sisters inside when he came out and saw Egil, so he asked curiously, "Sister Egil, what's wrong?"

Egil explained, "The Monarch and I received the message and set off almost at the same time. I thought that if my ship's equipment carried me, I could fly faster. Then I was shot down by that Monarch guy with one shot."

"So you're late? It's alright, Sister Egil, I'm very happy that you came," Count Spee comforted her.

Egil rubbed Count Spee's little head. No wonder everyone says Count Spee is a little angel. This child is just too lovable.

"Alright, enough of that. There's a lounge in the tavern, right? And a shower? I need to take a shower," Egil asked.

“Yes, yes… Z46, you take Sister Egil with you,” Count Spee said.

Z46 nodded: "Come with me."

On the other side, as soon as Ren Shuo entered, Sirius rushed up to him and stood there: "My proud master, I am so sorry to trouble you to come to Cricket Maid's shop. May I ask what you would like to eat? Or drink? Or would you like Sirius to serve you?"

Ren Shuo patted Sirius's head: "Alright, don't be nervous. I just came to check it out and grab a drink... Is there a seat?"

Sirius nodded immediately: "Of course, proud master, please come with me."

The monarch couldn't help but ask, "And what about me?"

"Ah, Lady Monarch, I'm so sorry, I forgot about you. Please come with me."

The monarch pursed his lips. His hand had been holding the commander's the whole time. Had he already forgotten about him? How realistic.

The two sat down, and Sirius offered two towels at just the right temperature before going to get the menu.

Ren Shuo moved to sit next to the monarch, then wiped the dust off the monarch's face, and said with a hint of reproach, "There was no need to be in such a hurry. Why did you have to get involved?"

The monarch enjoyed Ren Shuo's wiping, feeling only love in his heart, and said, "It won't happen again next time."

But what I was really thinking was, if I hadn't been in such a hurry, you would be right there among those Ironblood guys right now.

Ren Shuo took a towel and wiped the dust off the monarch's face, and tidied her slightly messy hair before nodding in satisfaction.

"Here, the menu." A somewhat awkward voice rang out.

Ren Shuo looked up in confusion. Even Sheffield wouldn't use this tone, would he?

Upon closer inspection, he recognized Hu Teng and asked with some surprise, "What are you doing here? Where's Sirius?"

"She was called away by Belfast... What? Are you disappointed to see that it was me?" Hutten said with slight dissatisfaction.

Ren Shuo quickly said, "No, it's just a bit unexpected... How's it feeling working here?"

Hu Teng casually said, "It's alright. Belfast said I'm not suited for that gentle style. Instead... how should I put it, she told me not to be too aloof, but to have a slightly cool and dashing vibe."

"A handsome maid... that certainly suits your persona." Ren Shuo smiled.

"Alright, what would you like to eat? Or something to drink?" Hu Teng asked, taking out paper and pen.

Ren Shuo glanced at the menu and noticed it had all been changed, so he asked, "Any recommendations?"

Hu Teng thought for a moment: "Recommendations... Do you want a main dish or a snack? And that kind of thing? Sweet or something else?"

Instead of stating his own needs first, Ren Shuo asked the monarch, "Your Majesty, what is your opinion?"

The monarch replied without hesitation: "I'll be just like the commander."

Ren Shuo didn't press the matter, and said, "How about cake and milk tea... any recommendations?"

Hu Teng listed them off as if they were his own treasures: "Then I recommend honey mille-feuille cake and Black Forest cake. As for milk tea, today I recommend taro ball milk tea or Hong Kong-style milk tea."

"One of each cake, and two servings of taro ball milk tea, please," Ren Shuo said.

"Okay, please wait a moment, Master and Miss." Hu Teng placed the order with great ease, almost like King George V.

"What did you call me?" Ren Shuo wondered if he had misheard.