Beloved Commander [Azur Lane]

Treason

THE DOOR CLICKS as two women enter the medical wing with a tray of breakfast and pills that are needed to consume. Putting the silver tray from Royal Maid down, the wavy lavender-haired nun takes a syringe and taps it as she lets some out before injecting it into the patient.

"Vestal, please." The man is held down by the white-haired maid in her infamous Pure White Angel outfit. "Stay still and relax." The syringe needle penetrates his skin while his face is covered by pair of body proportions.

"Air!" Hermione realizes her small misstep and lets the man get some air before he could reach the afterlife.

"Sorry, Commander!"

"Just anyone..." Looking at the windows to see if anyone smashes through them and captures him. He would rather be grilled by Manjuus than stay in bed with two insanely stunning, yet crazy women who want to nurse him back to health. The Commander tries to move but is strapped tighter to the bed as the maid helps him eat his breakfast like a toddler.

"Maid Corps members are stationed around the perimeter. Nobody, even Yorktown will save your sexy ass." The two people snap their heads at the smirking Vestal. Trying to process what she just said about his ass.

"What about I, the Queen of the Royal Navy and owner of this pet?" The short Shipgirl makes herself known as she steps inside with a tired corgi knight behind her.

"Doing a good job, Hermione?"

"Her Majesty?!" Queen Elizabeth grins checky and takes a wooden stool to make herself taller than the Commander.

"My dear Commander Pet! How is the eye?" The man touches his eyepatch and Hermione looks down in sadness. "The Siren dare to hurt my pet collection!" The Commander smiles softly and ruffles Elizabeth's hair. Both he and Hermione are the only ones in the room knowing the truth. Fabricating the report into Y/N's theater play.

In embarrassment, Queen Elizabeth slaps the hand away and the Commander leans back to the back. Fortune enough to snuggle himself to the bed.  "Thanks for visiting, your Majesty. You too Warspite." The knight flashes her smile before Commander nudges Hermione to take the poor bodyguard to take a break.

"Vestal, can I move around? I would like to take a walk with Elizabeth here." The Commander asks his supervisor and the nun makes a thoughtful report about his state to the Queen before the pet could be released by the vet.

"The Sirens did a toll on you. Fortunately, most injuries will heal in a day or two. Besides the eye. Being blasted in ten meters radius can permanently cost an eye." Providing the Commander his grandpa cane to make sure he can support himself.

"However your genes will make it heal over time. But be careful, Y/N." The nun and Commander share a smile before an annoyed Elizabeth locks a collar with a leash around Y/N's neck.

"Unstrap my Commander Pet, peasant." Vestal unstraps the puzzled Commander and Elizabeth quickly pulls the man as she heads outdoors. "Be careful! Dogs tend to be wild." Y/N gives Vestal a dirty look as Elizabeth guides him to a small park for Manjuus and Meowfficers.

"Wait here." The Commander sits on the grass with cats in uniforms meowing at him while the offsprings of the mythical phoenix settle down in peace on him. "Y/N!" The birds flies away as a Shipgirl tackles him to the ground.

"You are alright! Thank you, Hamburger God."

"Sorry, what? I am more Cheeseburger guy."

"You think this is funny?! Damn bastard." Before the blonde with twin tails could shake the man restless in frustration, four smaller Shipgirls grabs each of her limbs to prevent her.