**Interdimensional Romance: My Five Senses Are Linked With the World's Top Daughters**

Through the information carried by the Mind Cube itself, the Mecha Servant Civilization analyzed the existence known as "Ship Girls." Unfortunately, by that time, the Mecha Servants were already powerless to do anything with this knowledge and could only seal that Mind Cube within the final Starport.

Until they once again detected the presence of their Master—Jiang Lianqiu.

Jiang Lianqiu wasn't surprised by this. The Mind Cube inherently possessed a certain capacity for receiving and storing information. While it was a bit odd that a single Mind Cube naturally carried some data about Ship Girls, it wasn't something unacceptable.

(So why did I become the Master? I'm not even the same species as the Mecha Servants' original Master.)

If there was one thing Jiang Lianqiu and the Mecha Servants' original Master had in common, it was that both belonged to carbon-based life.

As for how he became the Master, the low-level administrative AI barely functioning in the abandoned Starport couldn't give a clear answer. When it tried to certify Jiang Lianqiu as the Master of a "Living Display" a few months ago, the system directly bugged out. Instead of becoming a Master stripped of all political rights, without even the right to refuse, passively subjected to forced care, he broke through the underlying logic restrictions of the Rogue Mecha Servants and obtained full authority from them.

In short, the former "Rogue Mecha Servants," after certifying Jiang Lianqiu, became "Controlled Mecha Servants."

And Jiang Lianqiu became the sole Master of the Mecha Servant Civilization.

On this point, Belfast, who was born as a Ship Girl from a starship within the Starport using the Mind Cube, knew slightly more than Jiang Lianqiu, but she still couldn't fully explain it to him.

According to the final information from the Mecha Servant Civilization that Belfast received upon her emergence, it all seemed to be related to Jiang Lianqiu's Soul Pop.

(Soul Pop conforms to Ω-12 Hz, marked as Natural Authorizer... All meaningless terms.)

(Forget it, thinking about this now won't get me anywhere.)

Feeling drowsiness overwhelming him, Jiang Lianqiu turned off the holographic projection. Just as he was about to close his eyes and sleep, he grimaced and opened them again.

He waved his little hand and gently touched a button on the edge of the cradle.

Soon, Belfast hurried over in her high heels.

"Little Master?"

"Mmm... Bel... fast~"

Jiang Lianqiu spoke softly.

His childish voice produced indistinct syllables, barely conveying their meaning.

Normal babies only start babbling around twelve months after birth, but because Jiang Lianqiu had a mature soul, he could manage to speak as soon as his physical development met the requirements for vocalization.

Even so, he was still limited by his current physical condition and couldn't articulate precisely.

"Shh, Little Master doesn't need to speak. Belfast knows."

Bending down with a smile, Belfast lifted Jiang Lianqiu from the cradle, kissed his brow, and quickly carried him into the bedroom.

In the bathroom, held by Belfast in an extremely embarrassing position to relieve himself, Jiang Lianqiu rolled his eyes in utter despair.

It was only now that he could barely control himself after feeling the urge and call for Belfast. Earlier on, even if he realized what was about to happen, he couldn't hold it back...

A moment later, lying in bed, feeling Belfast's nimble hands change his diaper, her fingertips occasionally brushing over his legs and that little fledgling, Jiang Lianqiu let out a faint sigh.

"Little Master, don't be impatient. Small is also cute~"

Belfast naturally saw the reason for Jiang Lianqiu's sigh. Her fingertips lightly swept over his little sparrow, a smile tugging at her lips as she finished the final dressing.

"Being able to serve Little Master from such a tiny little dumpling into a future towering man—I'm quite happy about that."

"Belfast..."

Jiang Lianqiu struggled to control his vocal cords and spoke softly.

"The... Starport... over there..."

"The auto-repair mechs have already started working. Please rest assured, Little Master." Belfast pressed her fingertip gently against Jiang Lianqiu's lips. "But Little Master, you also know the damage there is too severe. Based on the current state, it will take at least ten years for the Starport to restore basic functions, and at least fifteen years to fully recover industrial capacity."

"Also—Little Master, while you can speak, your current vocal cord development still doesn't support prolonged speech. Talking too much in a day will damage your vocal cords. So, for the sake of a perfect voice in the future, please stay quiet, my dear Little Master."

Leaning down, Belfast kissed Jiang Lianqiu's cheek again.

"No matter what you need, I can sense it, so you don't need to speak."

Jiang Lianqiu blinked—

—At this rate, you're going to turn me into a useless person!

Belfast, who fully understood the meaning in Jiang Lianqiu's eyes, smiled even more gently, a subtle, peculiar light flickering within it.

"In that case, Little Master will never be able to leave Belfast..."