The time-based admiral of KanColle

"Well, judging from your reactions, the royal camp doesn't have much appeal to you. It seems that you just want to help Plymouth confirm the meaning of her life on the ship and find a suitable destination."

Having said this, Yaxu smiled friendly and then turned to look at Kuibyshev and the others, praising them sincerely: "You are really gentle."

"But it's not enough to just be considerate of your companions' future. I also want to know in detail your expectations for your life on the ship."

Facing Yaxu's considerate and appropriate words, Kuibyshev was slightly stunned. After blinking his beautiful red eyes a few times, he smiled and placed his slender hands on the black breastplate, and responded leisurely: "My ideal is to play the role of a guide and gently encourage my companions to move forward."

"Oh? Apparently that includes Chkalov, right? Especially after she chose to be independent in Plymouth."

"Pfft~ It's indeed just as you said, Mr. Yaxu~?"

Hearing Yaxu's light-hearted joke, Kuibyshev, who couldn't help laughing, glanced at Chkalov who was frowning beside him.

Seeing this, in order to ease the other party's mood, Yaxu naturally and quickly joked: "Unfortunately, Miss Chkalov's ideal for life on the ship is to stay away from ship smoke, so it makes you feel embarrassed, right, Miss Kuibyshev."

"Tsk, don't say I'm some troublesome socially anxious ship. I just don't want to be dragged down by unnecessary inter-ship relationships."

Seeing that Yaxu and Kuibyshev were both joking with her, Chkalov, who was wearing a white research coat, couldn't help but put his hands in his pockets. Then he looked directly at Yaxu and hinted meaningfully: "You know, it takes a long time to maintain a relationship. Can you guarantee that the ships in your port are close friends with each other?"

Indeed, in fact, even now, the vast majority of the ship girls in the port area have more or less colleagues with whom they have hardly spoken a few words for a whole year.

After all, the time each ship girl spends on socializing in the port area is limited, and they basically only manage their own ship's circle of close friends.

Noticing that Yaxu looked thoughtful, Chkalov shrugged his shoulders and looked up at the blue sky and clouds in the distance, muttering leisurely, "So, with so many unfamiliar colleagues showing up at the same time, wouldn't it be awkward to run into them in the port area in the future?"

"And I'm not some cold ship without any ship nature. I just want to... do my job properly."

After noticing that Chkalov seemed to have a reclusive mentality, Yaxu paused for a moment and suddenly interrupted with a smile: "Indeed, even if I were the commander here, I would not dare to guarantee that everyone in the port area is a so-called friend."

"But! Here, the commander is the only one who is special."

Intentionally using a cheerful tone to flatter herself, Yaxu placed her hand on her chest and winked meaningfully, "At least I can guarantee that the commander here is the close "girlfriend" of all the ship girls!"

Facing Yaxu's boasting, Chkalov and Kuibyshev

After all, even when they were walking in the aisles of the camp, they happened to run into many ship girls of different figures, who waved and greeted Yaxu in a particularly intimate manner.

However, after noticing them, those smart and smiling female officers looked at them with a teasing expression and tactfully did not go forward to disturb them.

"But you are the only exception. We don't have the power like you."

After looking at Yaxu who was boasting in front of him for a while, Chkalov couldn't help but sigh and put his hands on his waist.

Hearing this, Yaxu, who suddenly showed a gentle smile, suddenly made a hushing gesture, and then stuffed a note to Chkalov, and whispered mysteriously: "Remember to read it later."

"what do you mean?"

Before Chkalov could figure out Yaxu's intention, in just a blink of an eye, Yaxu suddenly disappeared without any warning. Until the next second, Sims and Harman, who were walking and chatting, suddenly came out from the fork in the road.

In an instant, on this lush forest path, Haman and Chkalov were forced to look at each other and just stayed where they were.

After all, it is indeed a very embarrassing scene to suddenly bump into a strange ship that you meet for the first time.

As the subtle atmosphere spread silently around, Chkalov, who quickly calmed down, had no choice but to pick up the small note in his hand and read it in a complex royal sister voice: "Um, I, I feel that your commander gets along really well?"

"Hey, hey, right, right~?"

Listening to Chkalov's flattery to Yaxu, Sims, who was originally planning to quietly drag Harman away, raised his silver fur ears the next second, then revealed a cute smirk, and playfully pointed at Chkalov with both hands.

"Sister Chkalov, right? Everyone in the port area is talking about you now. I didn't expect that you would think our commander is great so quickly."

"Huh~ What? There's nothing great about that idiot. You guys are making a fuss out of nothing!"

After saying that, with a puffy face, Harman hurriedly pulled Sims back, and then pinched the hem of his skirt with both hands, and shouted cutely: "It's because you all spoiled him that he became more and more stupid!"

"Hehe, Hamanman is here again. There's clearly a photo of the commander hidden under her pillow. She even sneaks to the corner of the commander's desk when there's no ship at night."

"Nonsense, nonsense! Haman has never done such a shameless thing. I'm going to complain to Sister York City."

Haman raised his hot red face slightly, blushing as he spoke, tears of anxiety welling up in his eyes. He angrily took out a torpedo and tried to kill his own sister ship and silence it.

Sims, who had anticipated this, naturally ran away first, and even made a naughty and cute face behind him: "You are so anxious, I took the picture of it, Harman, you are still unwilling to accept the reality, you are really shameless."

"Shameless! Despicable! I will tell Sister York City everything you did. Even if Sister York City doesn't treat you badly, I, Harman, will still be able to teach you a lesson!"

After watching Harman chase Sims away with the torpedo held high, Kuibyshev, who had been eating melon the whole time, couldn't help but smile and shook his head, then turned sideways to look at Chkalov and teased: "What's the purpose of what you just said?"

"Obviously, he meant that even if he met a completely unfamiliar shipmate, he would only need to talk about the commander's affairs."

"Wow, you're really a rational big sister. You really understand things immediately."

Seeing that Chkalov had immediately seen through his intention, Yaxu, who had been hiding in the shade of the tree on the left, also jumped down with a smile, and then said meaningfully: "As long as there are common topics and bonds, it means that there is a connection, isn't it?"

Faced with Yaxu who directly refuted him with examples, Chkalov was completely speechless and could only walk slowly to Yaxu's side with his blue-gray hair flowing, and frankly admitted: "Indeed, no matter how you think about it, the conditions in this port area are very excellent, and I can't even think of an excuse to refuse."

"but……"

"I don't know why, but you always feel an inexplicable sense of unhappiness, right?"

After interrupting Chkalov's words again, Yaxu looked straight at Kuibyshev and the others whose pupils shrank slightly, and then apologized: "No matter how you put it, it's a huge port area force that is forcing you to join, right?"

"And I also feel that this is a bit too polite. If possible, I would also like to have a proper and natural encounter with you alone."

After instantly noticing the concerns of Chkalov and the others, Yaxu, with a wandering look in his eyes, continued in a low voice with a guilty conscience: "However, it is a pity that you guys caught me in the embarrassing state of robbing a bank right after I came here."

"So if you can't turn into your own ship, I'm afraid I won't be able to live on!"

"Really, Mr. Yaxu, you don't have to make fun of yourself."

Looking at the anxious Yaxu in front of him, Kuibyshev couldn't help but smile and patted Yaxu on the shoulder.

At this moment, the introverted Kuibyshev and Chkalov looked at each other at the same time.

"What do you think, Kuibyshev?"

"I feel like I can't win over him at all."

After clearly realizing the difference in experience between the two sides, Kuibyshev smiled awkwardly and could only steal glances at Yaxu next to him, until his cheeks turned slightly dizzy and he turned to the side.

As for Kuibyshev's reaction, Chkalov instantly fell into an indescribable silence.

"Haha, you don't need to be nervous."

Seeing that Kuibyshev and Chkalov were at a crossroads, Yaxu did not continue to persuade them, but instead suggested considerately: "Stay wherever you feel comfortable."

"Whether you are unwilling to give up the friendly ship Plymouth, or return to the world of Rome and the others, or simply stay here, or even travel to the outside world, the choice is not fixed, and I welcome you to regret it."

"Huh~ Now I seem to understand what Roma and the others went through."

Relying on the perception of the ship girl to experience Yaxu's vast state of mind like the sky, Chkalov, with his hands in his pockets, finally gave up his already precarious psychological defense line, and suddenly asked meaningfully.

"So can we order takeout for all three meals in your workshop?"

"Of course, Akashi of the Sakura Empire is in charge of this business, and the various camps will more or less exchange meals with each other."

"Yeah, I understand."

Keeping this tacit understanding that only adults can understand, Chkalov suddenly smiled and put his flesh-colored black silk legs together at this time, and responded in a cool and free manner: "71B Project Aircraft Carrier Chkalov, as long as you pay me, I will work hard, and if I make any requests, I will prepare corresponding rewards. I hope we can build a win-win relationship, Commander."

Witnessing the handshake between Chkalov and Yaxu, Kuibyshev, who was no longer worried about Chkalov, also placed his hands on both sides of the high fork of his uniform, then raised his pretty face with a sense of sickness and bandages, and promised earnestly: "I am not afraid of getting hurt. Even if I get hurt, I am willing to do so as long as I can protect the companions I care about."

"So accordingly, I want to be your strength, so please take care of me, comrade commander (laughs)."

In this journey of just one hour, with the formal oath of Chkalov and Kuibyshev, Yaxu, who was leading the way, took Kuibyshev and the others to the coastal beach of the port area.

The moment he stepped onto the soft white sand, Yaxu was stunned for a moment before he nodded gently to Kuibyshev and the others.

"In that case, let's first..."

"Oh? Looks like you're done here, Commander."

As a cool and arrogant tone of voice suddenly sounded from the side, the tall Hu Teng suddenly walked in front of Yaxu.

Hu Teng, wearing a shoulder-length iron-blooded uniform and tight boots with patterns embroidered on them, outlined her slender legs. After glancing at Chkalov and the others, he lifted up his cool blue ink-colored short hair and praised Yaxu softly, "You are amazing."

It seems that Musashi, who was given away for nothing last time and then achieved the fastest achievement in the port area, has seriously affected the commander's performance (thick fog).

"Huten? Why are you here?"

Hearing this, Hu Teng, who was calm and composed, then pushed Z46, who was silent and intellectual, to the front of him and explained, "Z46 and I went to the Sardinian Empire for work, and we just came here to enjoy the sea breeze on our way back."

After saying that, Hu Teng couldn't help but look at Kuibyshev and the others leisurely, and asked coldly: "So, what do you like most about our commander?"

"Wait, Hu Teng, you didn't make a bet with other ship girls, did you?"

"Tsk, do I look like such an idle ship?"

Seeing that Yaxu actually asked such a question, Hu Teng, with his dark golden pupils drooping, added helplessly: "Although Yi Bei and the others participated in that kind of boring gambling, I won't."

"Yi Bei did say that if she loses again this time, she will jump off the Iron-Blooded Cliff."

At this point, Hutten looked back at Chkalov and his men, who met the commander on the third day, arrived at the port on the second day, and then formally surrendered, and said with emotion: "We were much faster than we were back then."

"Then, are you going to consider the port activities? I heard U-1206 and the others have been talking about it for a while, and even Bismarck's original schedule for the Iron Blood has been disrupted."

Hearing Hu Teng suddenly bring up this topic again, Ya Xu was slightly stunned and suddenly remembered about the activities in the port area.

Yes, due to various unexpected situations, the port activities that were originally ready were forced to be postponed until now, causing Akashi, who was full of resentment, to sit on the eaves of the Sakura Empire in the middle of the night and meow (thick fog).

But there was no way. The series of chain events caused by the appearance of the Royal Fortune made it impossible for him to take care of the entertainment activities that were merely used to liven up the atmosphere in the port area. He could only wait until later.

And now, he really didn't have anything urgent to do...

Chapter 1586 Real-time tracking ~ Sakura Empire from the perspective of Da Feng Feng!

At 8 o'clock in the morning, in the Japanese-style dormitory of the aircraft carrier, at Shigekura Mountain—

The bright morning light gradually seeped through the gaps in the gorgeous curtains, and on the fragrant tatami mat, a plump, bulging quilt swayed from side to side.

Then, a charming face suddenly popped out from inside and yawned lazily.

Her delicate eyelashes blinked in a light arc, and as her wine-red eyelids slowly opened, Dafeng, who had woken up on time, looked up at the ceiling above in a slightly daze.

When looking directly at the large photo of Yaxu on the ceiling, Dafeng, who was originally a little drowsy, woke up instantly, picked up the Hong Kong watch beside the bed, turned on the screen, and browsed the current information about Hong Kong at high speed.

"Haha, it looks like there are some more boring pests in the port area."

After seeing the salvage information of her beloved husband from the ship girl's circle of friends on the light screen, Taihou, who was lying in bed with her full breasts pressed down, could not help but sneer and muttered: "Really, the commander is good in everything, but too kind. He brings all kinds of ship women home. It's really a headache."

"But even so, Dafeng likes it~?"

After saying that, Dafeng, who was twisting and turning in the bed, revealed a charming smile. Then she got up easily, with her soft black hair flowing, and went to prepare for washing.

That’s right, this is... a story about Da Fengfeng, about Da Fengfeng’s ordinary and beautiful day.

Patter, patter—boom!

As a large amount of hot water was squeezed out of the wooden bathtub filled with roses, the graceful and attractive Taihou, with a hot towel on her head, hummed the tune of the Heavy Sakura while soaking in the bathtub filled with the fragrance of flowers.

For Tai Feng, who is always ready for battle, taking a bath beforehand is an essential preparation every day. Of course, she doesn't mind bringing the commander along too~?

Thinking of this, Taiho raised her fair hands from the steamy bathtub, and then asked in a cute and troubled tone, "So, what kind of uniform should Taiho wear today to secretly observe the commander?"

Yes, after all, unlike Shinano and Black Helena who can peek freely but find it difficult to find definite evidence, Taihou, as the big sister of the peek faction, does not have the same convenient peeping means as Shinano and the others.

Therefore, for Taiho, the only way to observe the commander is to follow him closely.

That’s right, Da Feng Feng is the real hard-working peeping big sister in Hong Kong!

So after washing up with perfect posture, the confident Dafeng walked out of her dormitory wearing a bright brocade collar like a red peacock, ready to look for the commander's trace based on the information in her intelligence network.

You have to know that unlike some ship women who just stay where they are and wait obediently for the commander, Tai Feng has always been keen on taking the initiative. She likes to find the commander whenever she has something to do or not. She is a big sister who will not be satisfied easily.

Just as Taihou, in a happy mood, went out and walked into the corridor of Sakura Empire's aircraft carrier, at the same time, accompanied by two fluffy fox tails shaking, Kii and Tosa, with their beautiful eyes slightly frowned, came towards them, supporting the sleeping Haku.

In response to this, Dafeng, who was forced to give up the bottom lane, couldn't help but lower her wine-red eyes.

Putting aside the other two vixen sisters, Haku, an aviation program ship belonging to the super-modified Taiho-type, can be considered her cousin in a sense. Although she has the body of an aircraft carrier, she hangs out with the battleships of the Sakura Empire all day long.

But in fact, she didn't really dislike this cousin who was not good at organizing things and was careless. After all, she was obviously a female general-type big sister who would not flirt with the commander.

Having said that, it can't be called love, after all, her figure of the same size as her is still very threatening! Coupled with the habit of regular exercise and sparring, Bai Long's skin is obviously tighter and more elastic.

Thinking of this, the alert Dafeng couldn't help but glance down at Bailong's powerful thighs wrapped in Buddhist satin leggings. The obvious tightness of the thighs was so terrifying that it could crush the commander's head on the spot.

The silver-gray cascading hair that reaches her waist, paired with Bailong's thin collar embroidered with blue Buddhist flowers, makes Bailong, who looks like the Acalanatha Bodhisattva, undoubtedly exude an exotic military aura, and is definitely her potential competitor.

There are already enough plump sisters on the wedding ship, and she doesn't want another white dragon.

Just as Dafeng was staring at Bailong with resentment, Ji Yi, who had fox ears and a ponytail, smiled and handed Bailong to him, and said thankfully: "Dafeng, you came at the right time. Bailong drank too much with us last night. How about you help her back home?"

"Hmph~ It's none of my business. Just do whatever you want."

After watching the expressionless Daiho pass by them, Ji, who had just raised her black silk long handbag, suddenly froze in place, and only sighed helplessly after a while.

Oh my god, what a heartless cousin she is. She couldn't help but feel sympathy for Bailong, who is on the sister ship of the ship.

"Huh, I really was ignored. This really makes Kitsune unhappy."