"We will be waiting for your arrival, USS Seawolf," Belfast said before leaving to continue her small task as a Royal Navy Maid.
After going through a tiring day, my body almost collapsed fighting the two girls who were vying for my attention. It seemed that the Honey Trap tactic used by the Royal Navy Maid had been successful executed. The exchange of information that occurred in between our relationship filled with sweat and youthful enthusiasm led me to the Royal Navy's grand plan to collaborate with the Iron Blood nation.
"Um! I will come after all my business is finished," I replied.
"Thank you for your participation, USS Seawolf... Uhm.. Should our current relationship changed to Master and Servant, right now?"
"That's too soon, wait until you master make a deal about it."
"I-I will wait for it."
There was no particular reason for that. The Honey Trap technique and bussiness marketting used by Belfast was quite interesting to me, especially with the manners of the Royal Navy Maid who was known to be elegant and loyal. Belfast's actions in taking advantage of our closeness influenced the design of the special Royal Navy's submarine.
Yep, besides enjoying the warmth of Belfast's body. I made a special agreement with the Royal Navy nation. This is a mutually beneficial relationship, the Royal Navy gets submarine technology while I have a place to call home and new identities as Royal Navy submarine. With this, the retirement I plan successfully involving tragedy and ready to executed.
For that, I need to secretly make Sofia's submarine for emergency exit and backup plan.
"You've seems tried hard enough to serve me, Belfast. It's very enjoyable to see you study and train to become a perfect Maid. I would be very happy to be a Master served by a perfect Maid like you," I said while stroking Belfast's long hair.
Belfast was surprised after hearing my words, a blush slowly spread across her cheeks and a soft elegant smile was etched on her face.
"T-Thank you for the compliment, USS Seawolf," Belfast said while bowing towards me.
"See you again, Belfast."
I stopped stroking my hand and closed the door to the room. The sound of footsteps moving away marked the disappearance of my little guest.
"Master.. After the agreement with the Royal Navy nation was agreed. That means the preparation to disappear from the Eagle Union faction has begun?" Sofia asked while wearing her military uniform.
"Uhuh.. We are just carrying out the plan that has been perfectly arranged," I replied.
"Moreover... Our little guest brings a special offer before meeting Queen Elizabeth," I said while waving the small box in my hand.
"Master, you are cunning. Stealing a voice recorder that is full of lively activities and pretending to be captivated by the Maid service to steal the tapping device in her uniform," Sofia said with a sly smile on her face.
"Come on, Sofia. This world is not so beautiful to be trapped in the same tactic. This kind of tactic has often been used by the Royal Navy Maid unit. Threatening to use a voice recorder that contains night activities to follow their game pattern. Do you think such amateur tactics are unreadable to me?"
"Master has been eyeing the recorder from the start, right? The Night Maid service is just a bonus to the main goal."
"Yep, that's it" I replied briefly.
"Master, the Royal Navy's actions like this have triggered other nations to approach you. The sale of the Mark-50 torpedo and smokescreen technology has successfully attracted their interest to make small contact with you. Like this one.."
Right after Sofia said that a small knock was heard on my room door.
"Aaahh.. Again?" I said in a soft tone.
Ignoring the annoying knock, I continued my sweaty activities with Sofia. Sofia's overly honest screams were able to disperse the other nations who tried to enter my private room by force and we did it until night.
After the situation was peaceful enough, I made a small modification to the voice recorder embedded in Maid Belfast's uniform.
Something special has been embedded in the voice recorder.
Well... It's not too fancy. Just a small explosive that destroys evidence and a secret transmitter that broadcasts all of Belfast's activities live. The rest is just returning the device to its place and waiting for the prey to fall into the sweet trap. More like a reverse-tapping device.
Long story short, now... we were getting ready to attend a dinner with Queen Elizabeth better known as HMS Queen Elizabeth.
"Queen Elizabeth class, eh? I am very curious about her personality. As a ship that bears the name of the leader of Great Britain, every word she says can move the entire Royal Navy fleet. Based on the condition of Belfast's body which is still tightly sealed, the Royal Navy's movements may follow the orders of Queen Elizabeth rather than their Admiral. Sofia, remind me if I make any physical or verbal threats that offend this troublesome Queen."
"Master.. Isn't this just a regular dinner?" Sofia asked.
"Sofia, there is no history of a regular dinner invitation wrapped in a Honey Trap. Their game has begun and we are just outsiders trying to escape their game."
Toook.. Toook..
"USS Seawolf... Belfast come to pick you up.." Belfast's voice was heard from behind my private door.
I gave Sofia a hand signal to enter battle mode. It was just a small code to seal off the information about Eagle Union and the big secret we had learned while messing up my uniform tie.
I opened the door to my private room to greet Belfast.
Kraaaak...
"Good evening, Belfast. Isn't it too early for dinner?" I asked.
"Good evening, USS Seawolf. Queen Elizabeth gave me an order to serve you before dinner begins and.." Belfast noticed the messy condition of my tie and smiled slightly.
"USS Seawolf, I'm sorry if this seems rude but a man's appearance reflects their actions. As a Maid who studies the etiquette of nobility, may I tidy up your clothes, USS Seawolf?"
"You know... Your actions like this make me want to have you as my personal Maid," I said while stroking her hair and touching her soft cheeks.
"Uhm.. If you want... I-I can serve you again tonight. For now, please focus on your outward appearance before facing Queen Elizabeth," Belfast said while holding back the embarrassment that was etched on her face.
"Eh? How could I possibly resist temptation like this."
Without making her feel suspicious, I pulled Belfast's body and kissed her lips softly. I did that short movement to return the voice recorder to her body.
Yep, returning something I stole isn't a crime, right?
"M-Master.. When is my turn?" right behind me, a lifeboat had docked to distract Belfast from my excessive actions. Sofia looked like a Maid who was jealous of her Master's treatment.
I slowly released the soft kiss on Belfast's lips and moved to Sofia's lips.
"Good job to distract her, Sofia," I whispered.
"Fufu.. Don't forget the reward," Sofia joked.
Sofia perfectly covered up my almost suspicious actions.
"Ahem, USS Seawolf! I think it's time to get ready" Belfast said firmly.
I released the soft kiss on Sofia's lips and looked into Belfast's lonely eyes.
"Don't worry, Belfast. I haven't forgotten soo to be my cute Maid."
"C-Cute??" in response to my words, Belfast blushed like a girl who had just fallen in love.
"P-Please don't joke, USS Seawolf. Queen Elizabeth's schedule has been very busy lately. Leaving one free schedule for dinner and meeting Queen Elizabeth in person is a rare fortune," Belfast continued to say to hold back her blushing expression.
"Ah, forgive me, Belfast. I almost pulled you onto the bed to serve me a second time."
"T-That can be done after dinner," Belfast replied with a blush rising to cover her face.
"Excuse me for a moment.." Belfast approached my body and held my messy tie.
Belfast's gentle hand movements quickly fixed the position of my messy tie into a perfect tie.
"Thank you, Belfast."
"This is already my main duty as a Royal Navy Maid," Belfast replied with a gentle smile on her face.
After this drama is over, I will face an invisible psychological attack from the Royal Navy faction.
Now..
What kind of attack will they give?
Fufu... I am looking forward to it!
Because...
I am very good at psychological attacks.
It was not in vain to endure the attack of "When are you getting married?" which my distant relatives often say.
For some reason, my instincts and male instincts are fully active tonight.
This dinner will be a psychological war between me and the Royal Navy nation.