Faced with Elizabeth's seemingly infinite tolerance, Jun Hao couldn't help but reach out and pat her head.
"Don't say that... Being late is being late. That's a fact. As the Commander, I should lead by example and be fair in both rewards and punishments."
As he spoke, he began unbuttoning his white military uniform jacket.
"So, I've decided to give myself a small punishment—one that will also add a little spark to tonight's victory celebration and liven up the atmosphere."
Jun Hao leaped onto the stage just as he undid the final button.
"Allow me to present a dance for my dearest wives!"
"A dance?" Elizabeth was stunned.
Hearing Jun Hao's declaration, the Royal Navy girls all wore expressions of astonishment.
But after that brief moment of surprise, the entire dining hall erupted into even louder cheers.
"Where's my communicator?!"
"Quick, quick! The Commander is going to dance! We have to record this!"
"Oh my! Am I dreaming?"
"Music! Hurry and make the music more lively!"
As the girls' enthusiasm ignited completely, the atmosphere of the victory celebration reached its true peak.
Jun Hao stylishly removed his uniform jacket and gave it a gentle toss.
"Catch!"
"Eek!"
Surprised shrieks rang out from the Maid Corps, the Knights, and the Ladies alike as countless hands reached out.
In the end, the jacket, still carrying Jun Hao's warmth, was snatched out of the air by the sharp-eyed Illustrious.
With a gentle smile on her face, she proudly showed off her prize to everyone around her.
Formidable pouted and quietly complained, "Sister Illustrious, you're so sly..."
Victorious clapped excitedly from the side.
"As expected of you, Sister Illustrious. Truly amazing!"
Amid the chaos, a basketball suddenly flew in from somewhere offstage.
Elizabeth was startled and instinctively cried out.
"Servant! Be careful!"
However, Jun Hao didn't even turn around. He simply extended his right hand on instinct.
As though it had a mind of its own, the basketball landed perfectly in his palm.
With a nimble spin and a confident smile, Jun Hao began twirling the basketball on the tip of his finger.
"Thank you for the basketball, girls!"
Seeing that he was unharmed, Elizabeth finally relaxed.
"Servant... you can play basketball too?"
Jun Hao merely smiled and claimed he only knew a little.
"Just a little. Alright then, I'm starting."
With a confident hook of his finger toward the crowd, Jun Hao began dribbling.
Although these dance moves had been etched into his DNA long before his transmigration, he'd still secretly practiced them in his room a few times, just to be safe.
The basketball weaved between his legs, behind his back, and across his fingertips, blending perfectly with his dance steps.
The movements possessed both the fluidity of dance and a strangely comedic charm.
Not only Elizabeth, but even the Royal Navy girls were left dumbfounded.
To be honest, they'd never seen a dance quite like it before.
"What is the Commander doing?"
"I don't know... but it looks really impressive!"
"And... somehow a little funny..."
When Jun Hao performed the signature "Iron Mountain Lean," Elizabeth could no longer suppress her laughter.
"Haha... Hahahaha! Servant! What kind of dance is this? It's so funny!"
She laughed so hard that she rocked back and forth.
Seeing Elizabeth laugh so happily, Jun Hao couldn't help but laugh as well, feeling that his performance had received the highest praise possible. His movements became even more energetic.
Next came the classics: "Crow Sits on Airplane," "Thousand Birds Spiral Sphere," and then "Crow Sits on Airplane" once again.
The happier Elizabeth and the others became, the smoother and more powerful Jun Hao's performance grew.
The infectious atmosphere soon spread to Amagi, Akagi, Kaga, and New Jersey, who had just been escorted to a corner of the banquet hall by Belfast.
Having only recently regained consciousness, they were still dressed in their somewhat disheveled special maid outfits.
Yet their spirits showed no sign of flagging. On the contrary, they radiated a familiar brilliance that Belfast immediately recognized.
New Jersey, especially, loved lively occasions like this. She pushed her way to the front without hesitation, eager to admire Jun Hao's dance.
"Hon... I mean, Master, that's amazing! Can you do it again? I want to record it and bring it back to the Eagle Union so I can enjoy it slowly."
"Alright, watch closely, New Jersey!"
As she watched the man shining like the sun at the center of the stage, surrounded by a sea of smiling faces, a sincere smile spread across Amagi's own.
Noticing the longing in her eyes, Akagi asked softly, "Sister Amagi, do you want to go closer and watch?"
Amagi smiled and shook her head.
"No need. I'm fine watching from here."
For Amagi, simply standing there and watching that man bring happiness to every girl in his own unique way was enough.
After a long while, she seemed to remember something.
Carefully, she pulled a neatly folded white letter from within the skirt of her maid outfit.
Turning around, she handed it to Belfast, who had been quietly standing beside her.
"Miss Belfast."
Belfast gave a slight bow and accepted the letter, confusion flickering across her face.
"Miss Amagi, what is this?"
Amagi's gaze was filled with sincerity.
"I hope you can personally deliver this letter to my Lord. It concerns something I absolutely must know. I realize this is somewhat selfish, especially on a day like today, but I still hope you can tell him that I wish to meet him alone at midnight."
As a maid, Belfast knew she shouldn't interfere in her master's private affairs. Yet the genuine emotion in Amagi's eyes made it impossible for her to refuse.
After a moment of silence, she nodded.
"Very well. After the banquet ends, I will deliver both the letter and your message. However, whether the Master is willing to meet you... I cannot guarantee."
"I understand, Miss Belfast. Thank you very much."
Amagi bowed deeply, gratitude evident on her face.
Belfast carefully stored the letter away. True to her word, once the banquet concluded, she sought out Jun Hao, who was resting off to the side.
Jun Hao was so exhausted that he could barely lift his head, yet he still recognized Belfast immediately.
"Whew... Belfa, let me tell you, doing that dance a few more times would be exhausting."
"Master, you've worked hard."
With that, Belfast handed him a cup of water.
"As expected of you, Belfa. You're always so thoughtful."
After taking a drink, Jun Hao looked at her curiously.
"So, was there something else you needed from me?"
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