Azur Lane: Commander's Code of Conduct

"It's me." Wang Yu responded.

He walked to the side of Unicorn's bed. A girl with long lavender hair lay quietly on the bed through a thin layer of white gauze. Her lavender eyes were full of stars, with a little shyness and ignorance, or perhaps expectation.

But the girl's hands tightly pulled the quilt to cover her chest, revealing the tension deep in her heart.

Wang Yu reached out to remove the gauze, and the fragrance of the violet flower seemed to be a little stronger. Wang Yu subconsciously took a deep breath, and saw a ray of bright red climbing up the girl's slender neck, and soon grew to her ears.

"Yes, sorry." Wang Yu hurriedly apologized. He really didn't mean to offend. It was a completely subconscious reaction.

"It's okay... It's okay. If you say it, it's okay... Unicorn... I don't mind..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, becoming inaudible, but the shyness like a violet flower was still clearly transmitted to Wang Yu's ears.

However, the thin blanket that originally covered her chest had been pulled up to cover her chin. Her eyes that originally tilted their heads to look at Wang Yu also turned straight to the end of the bed, but there was only a piece of white there, and the thin veil covered everything.

The room was silent for a while.

Wang Yu sat down in front of the unicorn's bed and reached out to touch the unicorn's forehead. The unicorn closed its eyes with a slightly red face.

"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable? Let You-chan go and call me?"

"No... No, Onii-chan, it was You-chan who wanted to go by himself..."

The voice became lower and lower, and Wang Yu understood instantly. This awkward look was exactly the same as Little York sometimes. The little girl was still thin-skinned, just like him in the past -

But that was in the past. After the constant teaching of the secretary ship ladies, he can now take the bullets on his face, but it does not prevent him from carefully protecting the innocence of these little girls.

"Yeah." He responded softly, and before retracting his hand that was touching the unicorn's forehead, he rubbed the slightly messy hair on the other side.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" he asked again.

"No..." The unicorn turned her head with a slightly red face and looked at Wang Yu, her eyes dodging, but the stars in her eyes twinkled: "I just... I just can't sleep."

Wang Yu was a little stunned, and then shook his head with a smile. He thought his sister had grown up, but now she still looked like a child. On the contrary, a real child like York never suffers from insomnia. Should I say that being heartless is really good?

Looking at Wang Yu's half-smile, the unicorn's face became even redder.

"It's not like that, Onii-chan," the unicorn explained hurriedly: "I was just talking, I didn't expect that You-chan..."

Wang Yu smiled and nodded, I understand, I understand, it's all You-chan's fault, You-chan acted on his own, I understand!

He looked at the unicorn's starry eyes, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the clear spring water under the crescent moon and enter the girl's heart.

"Then, my beautiful princess," Wang Yu's voice became softer: "What can your loyal knight do to make you sleep well?"

The unicorn was embarrassed by Wang Yu's slightly teasing tone and couldn't raise its head. After a while, it dared to look up. Wang Yu's eyes were still clear and his smile was warm...

"Then... Mr. Knight, can you please tell me a story?"

A good child like my sister is worry-free. She won't make any excessive demands to embarrass the commander, and she won't do anything bad!

"Of course," Wang Yu recalled and quickly sorted out his words. In order to please the little York, he had secretly practiced telling stories.

"It was a long, long time ago..."

The dim light reflected the silhouettes of the two people, intertwined and entangled. In the empty room, only Wang Yu's gentle voice sounded, the voice was neither hurried nor slow, like the wind blowing slowly through the woods in summer.

It was an ancient story, a heroic sword, a historical poem, a pure girl and a unicorn, a brave knight and his princess.

It was filled with blood and tears, the road was full of mud and thorns, but in the end, there were clusters of flowers and roses...

The tone was gentle, like the gurgling of water, the moonlight poured into the room like water, and time passed slowly through the long night.

Only flowers and moon, honey and spirits, the swaying lights at the head of the bed, the pure girl and the unicorn, quietly listening to this long story...

The story was coming to an end bit by bit, and the girl had already fallen into a deep sleep quietly, her slender eyebrows dancing slightly with the rhythm of her breathing.The quiet face was like a petal under the moon, filled with crystal clear dew, and the soft red lips were slightly raised, as if she was dreaming and didn't want to wake up.

Wang Yu reached out to help Unicorn cover the quilt gently, and walked gently to the window. The moonlight outside the window was cold, passing through the thin mist like gauze, and it was as warm as the color of milk.

The lonely port area was quiet, with only a small window showing a trace of warm soft light and a silhouette in front of the window.

Bright and warm.

He drew the curtains and walked to the mahogany frame with exquisite patterns. Youjiang lay cross-legged on the round plate, with black eyes half asleep and half awake...

"Good night, Youjiang."

The lights went out with a click, and Wang Yu gently closed the door, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He shook his head, somewhat amused by his sister's childish nature, and fatigue slowly climbed up his body. In fact, he was tired a long time ago.

He returned to his room with ease, and climbed onto the bed in the dark without turning on the light.

Smooth and delicate, Ron's smile was like a poppy blooming in the shadows, charming and beautiful, but also deadly.

Wang Yu rolled off the bed calmly, stumbled out the door, and stopped obediently before taking two steps.

Where the door should have been, there was a huge and ferocious mechanical dragon lying, with bloodthirsty fierceness in its scarlet eyes, and dangerous cold light flashing in the steel muzzle -

Facing him.

He squeezed out an extremely ugly smile and turned around stiffly. Ron's every move was like a real royal lady, quiet and elegant. She got up gracefully and got out of bed, with soft steps.

The graceful body was looming in the darkness, getting closer and clearer.

Ron's smile was still gentle. She leaned close to Wang Yu's neck, took a deep breath, and then closed her eyes, as if she was savoring a glass of clear wine, and Wang Yu had been poured into the glass at this moment...

"It's the taste of that child..." Ron opened his eyes and exhaled like orchid: "I knew the commander had no good intentions. He had impure thoughts during the day, and at night... hehe..."

The smile was still gentle, but the empty room seemed to be a winter, with frost all over the ground. Wang Yu shivered.

"The commander is really, unforgivable!"