Is he sick?

I said...

"I like your body just the way it is, do you believe me?"

"you..."

"You're never serious!"

"Hello..."

"Hey, how about you become my 'boat girl'? As long as I eat and drink well, you won't go hungry for a single day!"

Zheng Hao's expression suddenly became inexplicably serious. He took a few steps to the front of the Captain's Cabin, his large hand stroking the triangular wooden planks of the cabin, his eyes filled with possessiveness.

"You...you..."

"You know I'm an E-rank [Ship Girl], right?"

"you..."

Are you kidding me?

Looking warily at Zheng Hao, Mo Yurou felt a strange warmth emanating from his large hand as he stroked her [Captain's Cabin]. The entire ship felt light and airy.

"You think I'm messing with you?"

"It shouldn't be that bad, right?"

"If outsiders heard this, they'd think the dignified young master of the Zheng family would casually contract a 'boat girl,' then abandon her after using her..."

"Then how will I be able to contract other [ship girls] in the future?"

"so..."

"Mo Yurou, I'm serious!"

"Snap!"

A large, burning hand slammed onto the door of the [Captain's Cabin]. Mo Yurou's heart raced, and the ship's propellers seemed to stop abruptly on the sea.

"Why...why did you choose me?!"

"Can't you tell? I like you just the way you are!"

With his head held high and a thick skin, Zheng Hao could see that the sails of the "Devil" were unusually swollen.

He knew that Mo Yurou was hesitating.

Just as his large hand was about to gently touch the door of the captain's cabin, Mo Yurou scolded, "Let go!"

"Feel sorry..."

"Your captain's cabin is very nice..."

"Besides, the agreement only states that I cannot force entry into the [Captain's Cabin], it doesn't say that I can't observe it, right?"

Withdrawing his hand, Zheng Hao revealed an innocent-looking expression.

"Put-put-put~"

The propeller whirred and clanged, and Mo Yurou remained silent for a long time.

"Hello..."

"If you want to prove my sincerity..."

"How about this..."

"If I ever awaken an SSS-level support talent, you'll be the first person I want to form a contract with... That way, you won't refuse me, right?"

Leaning against the captain's cabin, Zheng Hao casually uttered this sentence.

"......"

"Put-put-put~"

Mo Yurou did not respond; the only sound all around was the continuous spinning of the propellers.

"Hmph~"

"Let's talk about it on that day."