How to fall in love with a ship girl?

Today is the first day arriving at Tiexue, and she and Xu Huan still have a long way to go.

Chapter 211: The Master's Habits

The next day, early in the morning.

Xu Huan had a dreamless night and slowly opened his eyes in bed.

The bed still had the familiar smell, almost making him think he was still in the Royal Palace. However, looking at the unfamiliar ceiling, he gradually came to his senses and realized that he had arrived in Iron Blood.

Draw the curtains and open the windows, and the cool air of early autumn will hit your face directly, dispelling the vague sleepiness when you wake up in the morning and making you feel much more awake.

Xu Huan leaned on the bed, staring at the iron-blooded port area for a while, then returned to the shower room to wash up.

The clock hand slowly pointed to eight o'clock. The young man had just finished taking care of himself when he heard the doorbell downstairs.

There should be no one else except Befa who can come to his residence at this time.

Xu Huan thought about it and walked slowly to the door, but when he opened the door, the expected head maid was not standing outside the door, instead there was a barbarian pushing a food cart.

Manju was wearing something similar to a chef's uniform. When he saw Xu Huan, he quickly saluted with his small chicken wings, while chattering something.

The language of Manju is different from that of humans, but for some reason Xu Huan and the ship girls can understand what Manju wants to express from the chirping sound.

"Are these breakfasts delivered to me?" Xu Huan asked with a smile, looking at the meals packed separately on the dining cart.

Manjiu flapped its wings excitedly and nodded its head like a chick pecking at rice.

"Is that so? Thank you very much..."

Except for a few particularly strange foods, Xu Huan was basically not picky about food, so he did not choose carefully. After saying thank you, he just picked a simple fried egg, bread and milk and went back home.

Manjiu blinked his eyes and watched the door of Xu Huan's residence slowly close. Then, as if he finally breathed a sigh of relief, he very humanely wiped the non-existent sweat off his face with his wings.

After delivering breakfast to Xu Huan's residence, Manju did not walk towards the next building, but first walked to a nearby corner.

The ship girl with short silver hair was leaning against the wall in the corner, her eyes slightly closed, as if she was taking a nap.

Hearing the sound of the food cart approaching, Tirpitz opened his eyes and looked at Manju, who was in charge of delivering the food.

"How about it?"

Manju said a lot of things as if he was reporting, and Tirpitz raised his eyebrows as he listened.

"Okay... you've worked hard. There will be no more tasks for you next."

Finally, after listening to Manju's report, Tirpitz nodded slightly, and Manju finally returned to his original task of delivering meals as if relieved.

Her original mission was simply to deliver meals, but she was caught by Tirpitz before she could start work and was asked to help observe and report on what was happening on the commander's side.

Please, she is just a wild bird, what can you see?

When Manju heard the request made by Tirpitz, he was scared at first.

She thought Xu Huan would be that kind of cruel commander. If she disturbed him early in the morning, he would probably tear her to pieces if he didn't agree with her.

Otherwise, why would Tirpitz want her to help with such a simple task?

But after actual contact, she realized that the new commander seemed much easier to talk to than she had imagined.

Manju felt strange, and Tirpitz had the same feeling.

She promised to do her sister a small favor last night, but the other party stuffed something like a folder in her hand and asked her to fill it out as much as possible according to Xu Huan's actual situation.

Including but not limited to combat capability, personality, and even some details such as what Xu Huan likes to eat, whether he has the habit of staying in bed, etc....

This level of attention to detail is more about helping to monitor the commander than helping to observe him more.

Tirpitz didn't know how Bismarck's collection of so much information would be of any help to the Iron Blood Camp, but since he had already agreed, he just did it.

As for the purpose of this information, it was left to Bismarck to figure out.

With a slight sigh, Tirpitz slowly memorized what Manju had just said in his mind.

When Xu Huan opened the door, he was neatly dressed, with obvious signs of having washed and groomed himself, which meant he did not get up just after hearing the ringing of the bell... Therefore, his habit of staying in bed late could be temporarily eliminated.

Not choosing food carefully means you should not be picky about food.

Treat Manchu with kindness...this is what you should do.

After making a random inference, Tirpitz started moving and walked towards Xu Huan's residence.

The part of Manchu is over, and it should be my turn next...

Just when she was halfway there, a very familiar voice came from behind her: "Ms. Tirpitz..."

Tirpitz paused slightly, turned around, and found that the person who called him was from Royal Belfast.

The ship girls with the same hair color looked at each other, and besides the pretended politeness, there was also a hint of vigilance in their eyes.

"Hmm? Miss Befa? What's going on?"

The two of them were not familiar with each other, and they were ship girls from different camps, so Tirpitz's tone of voice was subconsciously stiff and official.

"I see Miss Tirpitz...are you going to the master?"

Tirpitz naturally knew that Befa was the head maid of the royal family, and the only one who could be called master by Befa was naturally the commander.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

She subconsciously pressed the military cap on her head a little tighter and said, "I will be in charge of the commander's recent trip to Iron Blood."

"Is that so..." Befa nodded indifferently, slowly caught up with Tirpitz, and walked in front of her, temporarily blocking the way to Xu Huan's residence with her body.

"I am in charge of the master's schedule, so if Miss Tirpitz has any plans, you can tell me directly and I will tell the master..."

Befa gave a very appropriate smile, but the tone of his voice did not leave Tirpitz any room or environment for negotiation.

"Oh? Commander, does he still have this habit?"

Tirpitz naturally didn't quite believe what Befa said.

However, Beffa did not directly answer Tirpitz's question, but instead told the story as if it were an ordinary story.

"I learned yesterday that the Iron-blooded Manchu is responsible for delivering meals in the morning. According to his master's habits and time... he should be having breakfast now... Gen"

"When the master eats, he likes to deal with the port area's affairs while eating. Of course, it is the things that happened in the Royal Port area before." Beifa continued:

"When the owner eats, he likes to hold the pastries with his index finger and thumb, so I will leave some wet wipes on the side in advance. When the owner takes the third bite, he will subconsciously wipe his fingers with the wet wipes."

"If the breakfast tastes good, the host will break the pastry into pieces with his hands and give me half so that I can taste it."

"This is the master's habit."

Befa smiled and said something, but it seemed as if he said nothing.

Chapter 212 Arrangement

Tirpitz was silent for a while, looked at Befa's eyes with bright smiles and the body blocking his way, and finally shook his head and said.

"I understand Miss Belfa's thoughts, but the commander is now in Iron Blood, and commanding Iron Blood's activities is basically my responsibility now."

"Yes, Miss Tirpitz is in charge of the Iron Blood side, and I am in charge of the Master's side. As long as the connection is good, it will not affect the Master."

There was no sign of concession in Befa's tone.

This is the basic strategy that has been formulated by the Royal Family since the beginning, in order to prevent the Iron-Blooded Ship Girls from causing too much negative impact on Xu Huan.

It is also one of the main purposes of Beifa's Iron Blood.

Besides, if Tirpitz is responsible for Xu Huan's daily activities, what should his personal maid do?

Don't let your job and position be taken away by others.

Seeing that the head maid was so persistent, Tirpitz chose to take a step back after a brief consideration.

Befa's behavior is easy to understand. He is like a lion in the wilderness constantly patrolling his territory to prevent invasion by outsiders and guarding his duties as a secretary.

Maybe it sounds a bit selfish? It conflicts with the meaning of the word secretary, but since the other party would do so, he must have the support of the commander.

Thinking of this, she slowly said, "How about this, I can let you, Miss Befa, pass on the rest of the things, but today is the commander's first day at Iron Blood. For smooth communication in the future, you have to let me meet him, right?"

"If it's just a simple appointment, Befa won't stop you..."

Beifa smiled slightly, and pronounced the words "simple visit" a little more heavily. Then he turned around and walked towards Xu Huan's door.

Seeing this, Tirpitz didn't say anything more and followed behind silently.

The two came to the door, and Befa knocked gently on the door, calling softly.

"Owner..."

"come in...."

With Xu Huan's approval, Beifa took out the key and unlocked the door.

Tirpitz, who was watching from the side, frowned slightly.

How come he already had the key to the door lock on the second day? And he handed it to Belfa so confidently?

"The master will usually give me a key to his residence for safekeeping..." Befa seemed to see the doubts in Tirpitz's heart and explained:

"I copied this one when I came here yesterday. The owner also has another one in his hand."

"The master doesn't have the habit of locking the door. If I come earlier, I can help him get up and wash..."

Beifa paused for a moment and said with a smile, "But the master doesn't seem to like being helped by others in such a private matter, so now he usually just helps to clean the room and deliver meals when needed..."

"Ms. Befa, I understand."

Tirpitz listened to Befa's explanation and suddenly realized something.

The royal maid in front of him didn't seem to be particularly welcoming to his arrival, but her words and actions kept telling him about the commander's corresponding living habits.

Is it to show off the intimacy? Or is it for something else?

Tirpitz was a little confused about the other party's intentions.

Do you think you will need this so-called "intelligence" in the future?

You have to know that I am just collecting information...I will most likely not do such a thing.

While Tirpitz was thinking, Belfa opened the door, glanced at Tirpitz with her blue-purple eyes, and said lightly: "I told you about the master's living habits, not for anything, but I just hope that when Miss Tirpitz comes into contact with the master in the future, she will try not to offend or disturb the master."

"...I was overthinking it."

His thoughts were once again seen through, and Tirpitz slowly shook his head.

The head maid's thoughts seemed to be more serious than I thought, especially when it came to matters related to the commander...

After passing through the entrance hall, the two came into the restaurant.

Tirpitz also saw the familiar figure of the young man.

Compared to the formal suit he wore yesterday, Xu Huan looked much more casual today. He was wearing a black long sweatshirt and casual pants, and was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.

"Belfa... and Tirpitz? You're here so early... I don't have any extra breakfast prepared for you..."

Xu Huan looked at the two of them, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw Tirpitz.

"But my portion is still quite large, and it tastes pretty good..." Xu Huan said, then he gently tore open half of his piece of bread and handed it to Beifa very skillfully:

"No, Befa, you should fill your stomach first..."

The young man's movements were very natural, as if they had been choreographed in advance.

Tirpitz, who was watching this scene, suddenly remembered what Belfa had said to her before she came into the room -

'If the breakfast tastes good, the host will break the pastry into pieces with his hands and give me half.'

Thinking of this, she subconsciously looked at Xu Huan's hand again.

Just as Befa said, the young man was holding the remaining half of the bread with his index finger and thumb, and there was a tissue that had just been used to wipe the bread on the plate next to him.

Should we say that she is worthy of being called...the head maid of the royal family?

Observation of the commander's daily habits has reached this point.

"No need, master. Befa came here just after finishing her meal..." Although Befa said that, she still gently opened her teeth and bit the piece of bread that Xu Huan handed over.

"What about you, Tirpitz?"

Xu Huan looked towards the other one.

"Me? I don't need it either, Commander..." Tirpitz shook his head and rejected the young man's kindness.