Inside Jing Nan's sleeping quarters.
On the single bed fixed to the floor,
Arthur lay bare-chested, using the only pillow as a cushion while leaning his upper body against the bulkhead connected to the bed.
His lower body was covered by a thin blanket for warmth and modesty, and...
On the inner side of the bed,
Jing Nan was likewise covered by the thin blanket, with only her head and shoulders exposed. She was hugging Arthur around the waist and using his right chest as a pillow, curled up and sleeping soundly beneath the covers.
There were still traces of tears at the corners of Jing Nan's eyes, and her brows were slightly furrowed, making her look somewhat uncomfortable.
Last night had been her first time with Arthur. On top of that, both of them had been highly emotional, and their movements had been rather violent. It was no wonder she now wore a pained expression.
In fact, four years had passed since Jing Nan and Arthur first met and fell in love.
The reason they had never slept together was that Jing Nan was rather traditional. She had hoped to marry Arthur and consummate their marriage only after proving that her abilities were sufficient to command an interstellar battle.
However...
She could not withstand Arthur's various "driving" jokes and occasional physical contact. In the end, she had succumbed to his relentless advances and "applauded for love" last night.
Arthur was already awake. His right hand rhythmically patted and stroked Jing Nan's back, while his left held an ultrathin tablet and read the daily briefing displayed on the screen.
Other than the Goddess of Victory, the rest of Fleet Seven had already returned to the Main Universe, because there were no longer any crises in the universe of the League