Sitting in the sports car, Lu Chen didn't know where to look.
The sports car was a two-seater. If Lu Chen's gaze dropped even slightly, he could see St. Louis's beautiful bare back and her smooth, long legs. The quality of her bare feet was in no way inferior to Noshiro's. Furthermore, due to St. Louis's voluptuous figure, not only was there the beautiful visual experience of a delicate branch bearing heavy fruit, but her legs appeared extremely long. By Lu Chen's standards, Noshiro would need to wear black stockings just to be on par with St. Louis.
He had no choice but to sit up straight and stare straight ahead.
St. Louis seemed to notice Lu Chen's apprehension and initiated the conversation. "How did Friedrich introduce me to you?"
"Sister Friedrich said you are one of the academy's leadership, just like her. She didn't say anything else," Lu Chen omitted the information about her wealth. Saying straight out, "I only know you're a rich woman," on a first meeting would imply coveting her assets.
St. Louis said playfully, "Wasn't that all? That's not what I told Friedrich."
Lu Chen was taken aback. So you introduced yourself that way. He gave an awkward laugh. "She also said your family background is quite comfortable."
"It's more than just comfortable," St. Louis chuckled sweetly. "What do you think of my sports car?"
"I don't understand cars, but I can tell it's very valuable," Lu Chen answered honestly.
At a red light ahead, St. Louis applied the brakes, turned to Lu Chen, and said, "Big Sister here wants to give you this car, but I have one small condition."
Although they were in a virtual world, all spending here was reflected in the real-world Port. Otherwise, it would be too unfair for some people to casually mention astronomical figures or produce countless luxury gifts to win over Lu Chen. In other words, St. Louis's sports car was real in the Port, and she was prepared to give it to Lu Chen.
?
Is this the definition of a ridiculously generous rich woman? Honestly, this exceeded Lu Chen's imagination of her.
Lu Chen leaned back defensively. "Isn't it inappropriate to give such an expensive gift on our first meeting?"
"It's not that expensive. It's just a little toy. Why don't you hear my condition first?" St. Louis lightly tapped the steering wheel with her finger. "It's okay if you don't accept. The real gift comes later. After all, something gained with a condition isn't truly a gift."
Ship Girls didn't care about money or possessions. St. Louis only liked the sports car as a collector's item. If it could increase the Commander's goodwill toward her even a little, the car was worth far more than its price.
Lu Chen wasn't necessarily tempted by the car—he couldn't drive, so it would just collect dust or he'd be stuck in the passenger seat. He was only curious about St. Louis's condition, what she wanted him to do in exchange for a sports car.
"Go on."
"Relax, you don't need to use honorifics. Call me St. Louis or 'Big Sister,' it's fine," St. Louis said lightly. "The condition is simple. I have a sister named Honolulu. Go on one date with her, and this car is yours."
Lu Chen's expression slowly turned strange. His first thought was, How eccentric must your sister be that a rich sister has to offer her beloved sports car just to get someone to go on a date with her?
"Is your sister short-tempered?" Lu Chen tentatively asked. Since St. Louis was so beautiful, her sister couldn't be bad-looking. Furthermore, in these three days, he hadn't met a single woman with ordinary looks; they all had top-tier beauty.
St. Louis froze for a moment. "Why would you think that? My sister has a great temper; she's even a little self-conscious. Asking you to date her is to help her overcome that shyness and show her that people still like her."
I see. Lu Chen sighed in relief. It seemed to be a rich sister's tactic of spending lavishly to hire someone for help, and perhaps in her eyes, this 'vast fortune' was just a drop in the ocean.
"I'll help, but the sports car isn't necessary," Lu Chen replied. Out of respect for Friedrich's friend, he decided to help.
St. Louis smiled. "Oh, you're making me like you more and more. Since you don't want the sports car, Big Sister can offer a different reward, perhaps... A date with me after the party?"
This was no longer a hint, especially as an unusual blush appeared on St. Louis's pretty face. Her entire body was practically leaning onto Lu Chen in the passenger seat. Her curvaceous figure blocked Lu Chen's vision, and her intoxicating scent filled his head. The woman before him wasn't just a rich woman; she was a seductive enchantress.
"The light is green. We should go," Lu Chen tried his best not to let his eyes linger on inappropriate places, but as the saying goes, "greater mass means greater gravity," and he lacked the ability to defy the laws of physics.
"Are you shy?" St. Louis chuckled, sat up straight, and pressed the accelerator. "Or do you think Big Sister is promiscuous? I'll let you in on a secret: I've never been intimate with a man before."
Although St. Louis's clothing significantly reduced the credibility of her words, Lu Chen believed her. After all, with Hutten and her maid friends as examples, the girls here dressed more provocatively than the last, yet they were all extremely chaste.
Furthermore, given Friedrich's personality, she would never allow anyone with a "blemish" to associate with her, as she would worry about being corrupted by them.
Lu Chen avoided the subject and turned back to the previous topic. "What is the reason for your sister's shyness? Can you tell me?"
St. Louis wasn't in a hurry. The night was long, and she had plenty of time to deal with the Commander. She said, "My sister feels that she has no special features other than her exceptionally ample chest. Everyone's attention only goes to her figure, which distresses her greatly."
"A teenage girl distressed by development beyond her peers? I think I've read about similar cases," Lu Chen analyzed. "So I just need to find her other virtues and encourage her with them to build her confidence?"
"Completely wrong," St. Louis poured cold water on his idea without hesitation.
Lu Chen asked in surprise, "That's not right?"
"Her size is indeed far beyond most of her peers," St. Louis corrected him. "I don't need you to discover her other virtues. You just need to be direct and show that you like her chest very much, and ideally, can't keep your hands off it. That way, my sister will feel that her figure is not a flaw."
For a Ship Girl, there was no distinction between the Commander liking her figure, her appearance, or her spirit. There was always a reason why one person liked another, and the Ship Girls didn't care what the reason was. They only cared about the result: the Commander liked them, and that was enough.