<A Commander’s Day>
06:00
Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp...
I’m tempted to call that bird a nuisance, but in fairness, it's a good bird—one that eats bugs and helps farmers with their harvest. Still, isn’t it a bit excessive to blast the morning air with that much enthusiasm right along with the sunrise?
“Mmm...”
Everyone hates mornings, but it can’t be helped. A month has passed since I arrived here, and since this fleet only functions if I perform the duties of the Commander, I had no choice but to step into the role. From a discharged sergeant to a fleet commander, huh? Hahaha. I wonder what my parents would think if they saw me now. Father, Mother, your son is now the fleet commander in charge of nearly two hundred warships. Would they be proud, or just confused? I guess I’ll find out eventually.
As I sat up, still half-asleep, there was a knock at the door. It was probably her. Every morning, she comes to wake me and even helps clean the room. I’m grateful, but I am an adult—couldn’t I handle it myself? Whenever I’ve tried to suggest that, do you know how it feels to see her expression go completely dead? It's as if the light in her eyes vanishes and she's suddenly seen everything the world has to offer. Of course, she springs back to life the moment I take it back.
“Come in...”
My voice was rough and groggy with sleep as the door opened with a soft creak. Naturally, it was her. A dainty headpiece perched atop her long, silver hair that flowed down to her waist, a side braid that lent her an air of purity and refinement, and blue eyes that shimmered like the ocean. Around her neck hung a broken chain necklace. She was dressed in a maid uniform that accentuated her incredibly sensual, almost artistic figure, radiating a dazzling glow.
“Did you stir, Master?”
It was my second wife, Belfast. Though right now, she was simply “Bell.”
“Good morning... Bell.”
Why was I using formal speech before and speaking casually now? Well, the shipgirls had actively requested it. They mentioned that formal language felt too burdensome and wanted me to treat them more intimately. That’s why I decided to switch. Anyway, now that I was awake, I thought I'd go for a walk.
Swish
I climbed out of bed, threw on a cardigan, and headed outside to the seaside path. The ocean here was nothing like the sea in my world—it was crystal clear and a brilliant blue, a genuine joy to behold. I’d picked up a few new hobbies here, and walking along the shore was one of them. Sometimes the girls would follow me, and sometimes I’d be alone; it seemed to depend on the time of day. Wow, is it already this late? I should hurry.
“Well then, Bell. See you later...”
“Yes, Master. Ah, right, I almost forgot.”
She stepped toward me, gently cupped my cheek, and gave me a loving morning kiss. Chu. I could feel her soft, warm lips. Seeing Bell smile so happily, I felt energized to start the day with my walk.
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Side - Belfast
05:30
“Ufufu...”
Today feels like it will be another happy day.
As the plants and trees begin to wake and the sun rises, I start my preparations. Specifically, I am preparing to wake my husband. Ever since my husband returned to the fleet, I have spent every day happily greeting him. Of course, that includes the token he gave me. Every time I look at it, I cannot help but smile. A silver ring on my ring finger. The eternal vow binding me and my Master together—the oath of the Claddagh ring. It is my own private prayer, a vow that I will always live for my Master and that my love will forever be devoted to him. If the past month had been a time of despair, then now is a time of paradise.
Click, click, click
Since none of the other shipgirls are awake yet, my footsteps echo through the silent hallway. I cherish this quiet. Only during this time can I share the start of the day exclusively with my husband. It even makes me hum softly to myself. Lost in my thoughts, I finally arrived in front of my husband’s room. I straightened my posture and knocked.
“Come in...”
My husband’s voice, still thick with sleep, was so adorable. I almost wanted to make love to him right then and there. I opened the door, stepped inside, and drew back the curtains to let the morning sunlight flood in. Ventilation could wait. Then, I greeted my drowsy husband.
“Did you stir, Master?”
“Good morning, Bell...”
Ah, my beloved husband...♥ As I admired him, he got up and put on a cardigan. He was likely planning to go for a walk. I wanted to join him in the hobby he’d adopted since coming here, but I have already found my own supreme happiness, so I must yield this smaller pleasure to him. And I don’t think I can hold back any longer.
“Then, Bell... see you later...”
Oh dear, I cannot forget this.
“Ah, right, Master. I almost forgot.”
I stepped forward and pressed my lips to my husband’s. The sensation of his lips... if I dwell on it any more, I fear my reason will fail me. I sent him off on his walk with a smiling face. Only after the door closed did I find I could no longer support my own weight, and I collapsed to the floor.
“Haaah...”
Twitch, twitch
This room is filled with my husband’s scent.
The instant I entered, my husband’s fragrance seeped into every fiber of my being. It started in my mind and wrapped around every organ inside me; the feeling was so overwhelming that I simply couldn't endure it and sank to the floor. The excitement was too strong, the pleasure so intense it felt as if my waist would break, my brain completely drenched in bliss until I could no longer think. Unable to maintain my composure under the pleasure bestowed by my husband, I decided to simply enjoy it.
“Hic... haa... haaah...♥”
My body began to heat up. As excitement swirled through me, my skin burned in response. I wanted to cool this body consumed by lust, but the air in the room was far too insufficient. Unbefitting of the title of Head Maid, I lay face-down on the floor of the room where my husband lives. The scent rising from the floor began soaking my uniform in the ecstasy of arousal. If it were up to me, I would pounce on my husband this very instant...
I tried to steady my trembling body, but the moment I saw the Commander’s bed right in front of me, all thought vanished. I became nothing more than a beast, abandoning reason to follow instinct alone. To reach the heaven before me, I began crawling on all fours. With blurred vision and a mind clouded by desire, my body, sunk in pleasure and craving more, moved toward the bed.
“My husband’s scent... hiiii...♥ I can’t... any more... I can’t... anymore...”
The moment I managed to climb onto my Master’s bed, his scent rushed over me all at once, and I lost the last shred of my reason. I dove straight into my husband’s blanket.
Thump
“Haaahhh♥”
As an even stronger, more fragrant scent filled my senses, I let out a loud moan. This unworthy Belfast... I would have no regrets even if I died right now...
Haa, hiss, haa, hiss
As I breathed in my husband’s fragrance, my body continued to twitch with excitement. This messy maid uniform, soaked with sweat, became a nuisance. I grabbed the blanket saturated with his scent, pressed it to my nose, lifted my white skirt, and loosened my garter belt. At last, I was ready to comfort myself. Looking down, it seemed my body was ready too—ready to soothe this filthy, sweat-drenched form that was leaking so much the bed might get wet...♥
There was still plenty of time before my husband returned. I wonder if I can finish before then.
“Fuaaahhh♥!”
If I can’t finish, then perhaps pouncing on my husband wouldn’t be so bad after all...♥
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06:20
Behold that blue, shimmering sea! The mother’s embrace where life is born and the deep abyss that leads to oblivion mingle together in a beautiful paradox! I walk the sandy path while indulging in these chuunibyou-like thoughts.
Crunch, crunch, swooshhh, caw caw
The sound of shifting sand, the rhythm of the waves, and the cries of seagulls blend together like a trinity, making me feel truly alive. It was such a peaceful, quiet world. With sunlight reflecting off the water's surface and sparkling before my eyes, my heart fluttered just from the view. Then, I spotted a figure ahead of me.
“Ah. Good morning, Commander.”
Long blue hair—a color that seemed to embody peace, calm, devotion, and sincerity—and shimmering blue eyes. Wearing a pure white dress, it was Helena.
“Morning, Helena. Out for a walk too?”
“Mm. Are you, Commander?”
“Me? Yeah, pretty much. Want to walk together?”
“Mm.”
She’s up early. Good girl. I wonder if it's just part of her routine? I walked along the sandy path with her. We walked in silence, but her aura suited the quiet so well that I couldn’t even bring myself to speak. It felt as if I were walking with a princess of the sea, and before I knew it, I was feeling a bit excited.
Crunch, crunch
As she walked beside me, she spoke up tentatively.
“Commander, can I hold your hand...?”
“Huh? Oh, sure.”
I took her small, pretty hand in mine. Anyone looking at us would probably think we were siblings. Well, so what? She seemed happy. Seeing that shy, beautiful smile, I figured it was fine. Enjoying the warmth of her hand and the gentle sunlight, I continued my peaceful walk.
All right, shall we give it our all again today?
I was ready to start the day with energy.
But... how did she know I’d be passing by here?
I was curious, but the sound of the seagulls swallowed the thought whole.
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