Last Chapter Recap: I'd rather fuck than sleep. And speaking of fucking…
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Before I go back to the crew deck, I stopped by my room to pick up some tools. However, it seems my beloved slaves have decided to pay me a visit. Judging by their faces though, they don't bear good news.
"What's wrong, you two?" Adam asked, raising an eyebrow, his voice laced with curiosity and a hint of frustration.
"We have bad news, Master," Natasha said, her voice tight with concern.
"I can tell," Adam said, his voice steady. "Don't tell me the database has been cracked?"
"Not yet," Ivanna said, her voice tinged with worry. "It's related to Lt. Laura; she has missed her check-up."
"What?" Adam asked, his voice filled with concern. "Did something happen to her?!"
"No, she's still on the crew deck," Ivanna said, trying to reassure him. "She said she's feeling fine and doesn't need any more check-ups for now, and the captain agreed with her."
"Huh?" Adam said, disbelief in his voice. "That's it?"
"That's not it, Master," Ivanna said, her tone firm yet tinged with frustration. "Until now, the captain has always trusted me on matters of health with complete confidence. I've never been refused a request for a check-up."
"Are you saying," Adam asked, his voice sharp with concern, "the captain has started to distrust you?!"
"I'm afraid it's very likely," Ivanna said, her voice heavy with regret. "At least I can't use the usual excuse to help you with another target. I'm sorry, Master."
Fuck, this is serious problem. Until now, I've been heavily relying on Ivanna and her position as ship doctor.
No if captain started to distrust even members of the old crew… what happened?
"Actually..." Ivanna paused, her expression shifting as she recalled, "Natasha mentioned this morning that she had a chat with the commander, and that might be related to this problem."
"Natasha?" Adam asked, his brow furrowing in confusion. "What chat?"
"You know how she's really sensitive about our appearance and all?" Ivanna said, her voice tinged with frustration. "Well, today, she chastised me again for my new, beautiful form."
"Stupid girl," Ivanna said, her voice sharp with irritation.
"The problem is," Ivanna continued, her tone heavy with disbelief, "she said something strange at the end. Natasha told me, 'You're like a different person now. I won't let this go!' and then stormed off."
Fuck. Of course, different appearance of my slaves was always going to be an issue, but it's not like tanning is prohibited activity in alliance fleet.
"I see..." Adam said, his voice laced with understanding. "In other words, Commander Heidi might've convinced the captain that you two, and Aurora, are no longer your old selves... That sly bitch."
"It's very likely, Master," Ivanna said, her voice steady but tinged with frustration. "The commander was always oversensitive, especially when it came to morality and the captain."
"Yes, I noticed," Adam said, his brow furrowing as he paused. "Let me think... Hmm..."
I've been walking on very thin ice from the start, but I don't need more problems… I think if the captain was really suspicious, she'd have done more than just put doctor out of lt. Laura's case.
"For now, be careful and don't risk exposing yourself," Adam said, his tone serious. "Well, of course, except before me."
"As you wish, Master," Ivanna said, her voice calm but with a hint of unease. "However, relating to the capture of Laura..."
"Don't worry, I still have the old-fashioned method," Adam said, a confident smile creeping onto his face. "Natasha, I'll need you to lend me your muscles tonight."
"Of course, Master!" Natasha said eagerly. "Who do I need to beat tonight for you?"
"Hopefully, it won't come to that," Adam said with a sigh. "It's time to go back to basics..."
…..
After short preparation, I ventured into left wing of the ship, towards private quarters of the female.
With Natasha as chaperone, my presence here shouldn't raise any eyebrows. Beside, with Aurora in my grasp and other officers on duty, only princess poses a threat to my little plan.
"Here she goes, Master," Natasha said, a spark of anticipation in her voice.
"Yeah," Adam said, his voice low with focus.
Having finished her duties, lt. Titties is strolling as usual towards her nighty quarters, unaware of two predators prowling in her natural habitat…!!!
"Ensign? And you too, Natasha?" Laura asked, her eyes narrowing in confusion. "What are you doing here?"
"Why, we were worried about you, Lieutenant," Adam said smoothly. "I heard from a very good doctor that you skipped your check-up."
"Geez… not you too," Laura said, her voice wavering slightly. "I—I told the doctor, I'm fine. Lt. Chand didn't… didn't do anything to me… seriously."
"Come on, Laura," Natasha said, stepping forward. "I saw you—knocked out cold in the engine room. That's way more than 'anything'."
"That was..." Laura started, then quickly shook her head. "Anyway, I'm completely fine! How many times does the doctor need to run a scan on me? Geez—sometimes it feels like she's ogling me!"
"Oh, I get it," Natasha said, a knowing smirk crossing her face.
…
"That's good to hear, then," Adam said, his tone shifting. "Actually, I wanted to ask you, Lieutenant, for a favour."
"A favor?" Laura asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm currently trying to learn an ancient language but have hit a wall with their script," Adam said, looking to Laura. "And since you're the famous polyglot, I thought you could give me a few hints..."
"Oh, I see! Sure," Laura said with a grin. "I'd gladly help you, Ensign!"
Gullible little girl.
"But, uh, the captain doesn't like when female and male crew members visit each other at such late hours..." Laura said, glancing around nervously. "Does it have to be today?"