Azur Lane: Commander's Code of Conduct

Gentle moonlight poured into the room.

Gascogne was sitting quietly on the bed.

There was no need to rest at all, she said to the master.

With multiple modes switching in her body, the daily consumption was reduced to a minimum, and the body could be repaired in the background.

All this was completely unnecessary, Gascogne didn't need to rest at all!

But it was useless.

Obey all the orders of the master!

This most primitive instruction was written into her lowest level protocol.

After all, it was just a war weapon created, and there was no need for the weapon to resist the master.

Can't, don't want to!

So she stopped her night duty at the command center and patrolling the port area, and returned to the rest room where everything was prepared for her.

The room was decorated by the master himself, everything was simple, and it was so simple that it didn't look like a girl's boudoir at all.

But she liked it very much. When she closed her eyes, the whole room was full of traces of the master's existence.

The room was only separated from the master's lounge by a corridor.

Even if she was only in the most basic skill operation, even if the radar detection device was not turned on, she could still outline the situation in the master's room in her mind. After all, she had the most perfect combat performance praised by the master!

Even if she sat like this every night, it was good to be able to guard the master quietly.

She stared at the blank wall every night.

Listening to the master's breathing become smooth, that is the master starting to rest.

The master will not wake up again until the master's breathing rhythm changes in the early morning.

The master will not get up immediately after waking up. The master is used to staying in bed for a while after waking up, and then getting up to wash.

These have been re-recorded in the information database by her, and now she can accurately predict the master's wake-up time.

She will wait quietly at the master's door.

"Good morning, master. Gascogne is at your service!"

That is a brand new and beautiful beginning.

Gascogne will not cause trouble to the master.

When the master needs to work quietly, Gascogne can even stop breathing.

Gascogne is willing to dedicate everything to the master!

If nothing unexpected happens, the master will start to rest soon.

It only takes a few minutes for the master to fall asleep officially.

But at this time, an accident happened...

Tonight seems to be a little different.

It's so late, what does Guanghui want to find the master for?

Did something happen in the port? Is it serious enough to disturb the master's rest?

Gascogne hesitated for a moment, but still gave up the idea of ​​stopping Guanghui.

Guanghui sister and herself are both the master's secretary ships.

If you have to disturb the master's rest, you must have something important to report!

Why did Guanghui sister go in directly? How did she have the key to the master's room?

Well, what is she doing?

Gascogne's face flushed instantly, which was an unexpected development for her.

She could hear the master's calm breathing become rapid, the blood flow accelerated, and the heartbeat rhythm became violent!

As if it was about to jump out of the chest, the heartbeat became wild, and it was no longer the beautiful heartbeat in the past.

Why did Sister Guanghui become like this?

And Master, what are you talking about?

Why did it become like this?

Eat, eat Sister Guanghui? Why, why eat Sister Guanghui?

The overly excellent body function clearly fed back all the information in the room to Gascoigne.

Even if she didn't control herself to listen deliberately, everything that happened was still recorded in her brain very clearly.

The master spoke, speak softly, don't let Gascoigne hear it?

Shouldn't I hear it? She subconsciously shrank the external sense to the minimum, and the master's orders must be obeyed!

But it was useless!

Excellent body function has always been her most proud place. Using different behavior modules in different combat environments or work environments can allow her to handle various situations almost perfectly.

But now Gascoigne only feels that her body function is far from enough, at least the lower limit is not enough!

She feels that her whole body is about to burn!

The cooling system was already at maximum power but there was no response, which made her wonder if there was a problem with her cooling system. After repeated self-checks, she confirmed that the cooling system was operating normally, but her entire body was close to overload!

How could it be possible?

This was not a life-and-death battle, and she hadn't even activated her ship equipment, so how could she be overloaded?

Every part of her body seemed to be overloaded, and it was constantly being overloaded.It continuously generates heat. The computing power that should have been abundant seemed to be drained away in an instant, and the information processor in the built-in module was completely unable to process the results of this seemingly tiny data.

She felt that the master and Sister Guanghui had hugged each other tightly.

What was the master's hand touching?

Ah, no, it's not honest!

She heard Sister Guanghui's suppressed voice in her ears. It sounded like a little comfortable?

Very, very comfortable?

She was about to lose the ability to think.

In her mind, there were only the detected images and the faint sounds...

She couldn't help but wonder if she really needed to keep the body running normally at all times.

Thinking of the master's previous order for her to have a good night's rest. She couldn't help but fall into deep doubt.

Is the master's advice right? She really needs to turn off her own module when necessary.

Gascogne, sitting on the bed, uneasy.

Her fingers clenched the quilt unconsciously, and her palms were sweating without knowing when.

She couldn't help wanting to take off the gauntlet she had been wearing.

The movements of the master and Sister Guanghui became more intense, and they kept saying these irritating words.

Why had she never said these words to Gascoigne?

Obviously, what she should do now is to shut down all her functions and enter standby mode.

This should be able to complete the master's instructions not to listen, right?

But she didn't understand why she didn't do it.

This was to analyze the master's behavior patterns to fill the database, just normal information collection.

She couldn't even tell what kind of mentality she had when she listened.

It seemed to be a strange feeling.

Sour and sweet, uneasy, as if she wanted to do something, and she would take action in the next second!

She searched the entire database and didn't find the corresponding emotion.

She listened to the voices coming from low to high, and the movements from crazy to calm.

She watched the two fall asleep.

It was an ordinary night.

She was awake again and watched the master all night.

But he did not appear in front of his owner's door in the early morning as he usually did.