Azur Lane One-Shot Romance (X-Reader)

Sirius

The bonus chapter of Slow Ahead was kinda cute. And if you're her practice dummy, bring a rain suit.

Enjoy.

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Sirius was practicing trying to be as ladylike as possible. Then to have the nerves, balance, and composure to do her job properly. But there was a problem. A problem with all three of those. Even Belfast being her instructor for a while was concerned. A clumsy maid was good in a maid cafe, but not for an event, royalty, or military leadership. When the time was to come, this wasn't it. That's when Belfast had to get creative.

When Belfast has to reinvent the wheel, it gets real. As her friend Formidable would put it, "Become a lady." There was only one thing to have her get better at this. There is only one thing that can be done. You have to work through it.

That in mind, she wanted to ask a friend for a favor. Especially since he asked for one just recently. (FN) of Armory was done with his post when he got the visit.

"Belfast. Good afternoon." He smiled.

"(FN) Dear. I had a proposal for you." She replied.

"Well work is over with. What can I do for you?" He asked.

"You were interested in finding a lady. And I need help with a friend on her practice on being the best maid she can be. She dreams to have my ability. That said, may she serve you? I'll make sure that you have plenty of help." Belfast smiled and thought this was a good deal on both sides. Overall an absolute win. 

"Okay. Got that part. Sure thing. Now? Ironically I was just thinking about food."

"I'll do the cooking and she will serve you and use you as practice. I already set up everything in the gymnasium." Belfast seemed to have already have everything planned out.

"Okay. Where the party will be in a few days, correct? Now?"

She nodded. "Yes. And now."

"Wonderful. Thank you." (FN) walked behind Belfast as she lead the way. "So who is this lady in training you're talking about? She one of the little ones? Javelin? Z23 perhaps?"

"Her name is Sirius. Nice gal. Rather shy. Gets flustered and doesn't know how to compose herself. Though she is determined. Wants to work hard."

"She from the Maid Core?" He asked.

"Not quite. But no worries. I will have splash-guarded Dear." That sounds oddly specific.

"Splash-guarded? Okay then." It sounds that he is protected. But as to what? That seems a little off. 

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In the gymnasium there were a few tables set up. Two of them for a pair of people and two more for a set of four. (FN) took a seat at a table for two as Belfast stood next to him. On top of the table were parts of a rain suit. Jacket with hood, pants, and even the boots. Anyone wearing this would like a caution pole for safety purposes. What's next? Water wings for ordering the soup?

"I recommend putting on the suit (FN)." Suggested Belfast.

"Wait... Splash guard..." It was starting to worry him. "Why exactly?"

"Any spills. That's why we are on wood and not carpet." Explained Belfast.

"Ohhh, got it." He got up and even though he was regretting his decision, still going along with it. Everything was going on. He wondering what he had signed up for. Potentially a tea kettle the size of a cannon. "Just in case, will I get burned?"

"You'll be safe. Why?"

"Why do I get this sense that I'm getting hot tea spilled in my lap?" He gave Belfast an annoyed glare.