The time-based admiral of KanColle

"So, I'll use this in exchange with you."

After saying that, no matter how you sounded, it sounded like Allen Sumner just handed the bag of food to Germany in front of him.

"This is the commander's sweat-soaked sportswear after his workout."

"Wait a minute! This purely consumable item can only last for two days at most!"

In response to Germany's obvious dissatisfaction with the price, Allen Sumner explained skillfully: "Really, first of all, you have to know that every time the commander comes to the gym to exercise, he will use time to go back when he feels uncomfortable sweating."

"So, the monthly production of this kind of thing in the White Eagle camp is limited!"

"Are you framing this princess?!"

Looking at Germany who was shouting loudly here, the changeable Allen Sumner couldn't help but look around vigilantly, and then hurriedly raised the price: "Okay, okay, I'll add a few more photos of the commander yawning."

"Is this almost right~?"

Perhaps realizing that he also had a talent for bargaining, Germany, in a good mood, just took the goods and left.

Sad! This is so sad!

When Pora thought about how these lousy ship women were actually trading their beloved commander as an item, she felt so guilty that she couldn't help but look around in panic.

Fortunately, the tight windbreaker and mask on her body maintained her last bit of dignity.

At least when she exchanges for the item she wants, she will not pick up her ship face.

Thinking of this, Pola came to a supply stall and asked carefully: "Do you have any dating tips here?"

"Oh? Of course."

Faced with Pola's unfamiliar look, Chikuma, who was wearing an extended rabbit hood, smiled gently from under the mask, and then leisurely took out a few exquisite self-printed books.

Collectibles, consumables, intelligence, and even agency services are all extremely common trading items in the underground market.

For example, the little ones holding up the bounties in the distance, those I-19s wearing doll costumes are now running their small ship girl bounty team, using their innocent looks to personally go to the commander to act as bounty hunters who collect the rewards.

Of course, since the success rate is not 13%, only those ship girls who really can't find the cargo will go to I- and the others to try.

After a brief moment of thought, Chikuma then handed a dating manual to Pora, who was obviously ready for battle.

That's right! Just as Chikuma guessed, Bora had a private date scheduled with Yasu recently.

As a member of the Zara class, Bora has a calm and sharp side that sticks to herself, but she is also arrogant at times. She and Zara are both core members of the empire and are active on the battlefield, so she doesn't want important dates to go wrong.

So she was quite cautious in collecting information in advance and referring to the dating experiences of other ship girls.

What, you asked her why she didn't ask Roma or Littorio for dating tips?

What a joke! Veneto and the others' date experience, is that something a normal woman can hear (shock)!

After realizing this important matter, Pola pursed her lips and hugged her heavy chest while hurriedly reminding Chikuma in front of her: "Let me make it clear first, I want serious and reliable date information!"

"Don't worry, I understand, I understand."

After saying that, Chikuma smiled without saying anything and handed a blue book with a record of his dating experience to Pola.

"Let me see. There are Dunkirk, Ibuki, and Aurora chapters in it... Hmm~ This is indeed a good reference."

Just as Pola contentedly accepted the book, Chikuma slowly lifted her beautiful brown silk legs from under her robe, and then spread her hands suggestively towards Pola.

It's a pity, you have to know that in a place like this, even sisters have to settle accounts!

"I know! I won't default on my debt."

Considering that she was stepping into the world of bad women, Pora, with hot cheeks, finally handed a small ceramic deer to Chikuma.

"Here, this is the work the commander created when he was sculpting clay and pottery with Da Vinci and the others."

"Let me identify it."

Holding a strange flashlight that can detect the commander's hand sweat, Chikuma, who had been watching for a while, held it in his palm and asked with a hint of amusement: "This ceramic deer, the commander molded the front part very well, why did it become weird in the middle?"

"Because at that time, Southwest Wind and the others were teasing the commander with their hands covered in pottery mud."

"Really? Although there are elements of women from other ships on it, it is indeed a commemorative collection."

After slowly putting it into the safe, Chikuma reminded Pola: "Since the value is not equal, you can still choose something else to take back."

"Really? By the way, what is that book below?"

Looking at the red book of another type below, Pola asked Chikuma in confusion with a curious look on her face.

In response, Chikuma shook his bunny ears and put the book away without leaving any trace, and hinted: "Oh, you should buy this later (laugh)."

"What do you mean!?"

"A collection of bed skills, do you want to see it?"

"Cough cough!"

Just as Chikuma and Pora were busy pulling each other, a dazzling searchlight light suddenly shone down from the mountainside.

In an instant, this dark underground trading market was exposed to the light of righteousness.

"Oh no! The police are here! No, it's Mikasa-senpai who sent a ship to arrest us (panic)!"

"What what? I don't want to be spanked!"

"Woo woo woo, everyone run!!!"

Keenly noticing from above, Mikasa was swooping down with Kongo and the others with great momentum. The panicked I-19 and many other ship girls packed up their stalls in front of them at the speed of light and began an emergency retreat!

After all, if you are arrested, not only will all your belongings be confiscated, but you will also be publicly executed by your respective camps, which will be a disgrace!

When they thought about how Ingraham and the others would look at her as if she were a scum of a ship when they bailed her out, Alan Sumner and the others instantly ran for their lives and dived directly into the surrounding woods.

"It's bad! It seems that a hypocritical traitor has sneaked in here today. Anyway, let's retreat quickly! Miss Pola."

"Wait, don't call my name (blushing)!!!"

As Pola and Chikuma fled in panic, Mikasa, who had just arrived, could not help but said in distress: "Damn it! They ran away again!"

"Selling the Commander as an item, how shameful! This is simply objectifying the Commander!"

Mikasa, a senior with the spirit of the Meiji era, couldn't help but feel ashamed when she thought that there was a ship girl who traded her commander in their righteous and bright port area!

"No, they probably haven't gotten far yet. I have to notify Seidlitz and the others in other camps to arrest them together."

"But what if they run directly towards the sea? Even if we catch them later, we will have no actual evidence."

Looking at his own irritated senior Mikasa, Kirishima, who had taken off his ninja mask, couldn't help but complain: "Compared to this, it would be faster for you to just raid Taiho and the others."

"Then everyone will complain that I'm a robber, really."

Just when Mikasa couldn't help but lament why their port area had fallen to this point, Yuguro, with a black side ponytail, also lightly poked his lurking figure out from the tree trunk.

"Mikasa-sama, they all seem to be running towards the sea cliff. Should we chase them?"

Wearing a pitch-black school uniform with short black stockings and fishnet stockings, Yuhei narrowed his red eyes and gently stroked the raven perched on his pink shoulder.

After all, the crow's night vision is still quite good, so she can continue to hunt down those evil fugitives! And confiscate them by the way, well, of course, just by the way.

After listening to the explanation of Haguro, a professional late-night security guard, Mikasa thought for a moment and finally hurriedly called Kongo and the others who were collecting evidence nearby, and reminded them: "Everyone, hurry up and chase! It doesn't matter if you can't catch up."

"Because we must teach them a lesson this time! Otherwise, they will probably become more and more arrogant."

Fearing that one day the commander and his bed would be sold by a bad woman, the righteous Mikasa immediately carried out a mass arrest of the Sakura Empire.

However, no matter where, the so-called underground transactions can never be eliminated.

Witnessing the struggle between the “cops” and the “criminals,” Black Sheffield emerged from the shadows and just turned around and bumped into the embarrassed-looking Mary Celeste.

"Um, well, I'm just helping with shopping."

"......"

Looking at Mary Celeste who seemed to be able to become invisible, Black Sheffield lowered his hood and hurriedly dived into the shadows.

Chapter 1863 The loser group's party~?

The morning when the snow is melting -

Walking on the cold melting snow road, Yaxu, wrapped in his commander's coat, was returning to his admiral's mansion.

After all, changing clothes regularly can effectively please the women on the ship, which is a compulsory course for commanders.

Just when Yaxu was hesitating whether to ask a few ship girls who were good at fashion to help him with some advice, a large kotatsu table suddenly appeared in the commander's living room, who happened to be passing by.

At the same time, Dibelu, who was kneeling inside, was sitting with Marco Polo and Tova in a swaggering manner.

Wait, wait, wait, what did he just see?

After a brief glimpse, Yaxu, who was walking through the living room, naturally shuddered immediately without noticing.

Immediately afterwards, Yaxu, with a complicated expression, hurriedly backed away and quickly turned to the seemingly warm living room.

If it was Eldridge and the others playing pat-on-pat in the living room, the commander would just pass by with a gentle look on his face, but when Marco Polo and the others sat together, he could only think of the great rebellion in the port area!

"So, what are you three doing sitting together?"

"Ah la la, isn't this our dear commander?"

Facing the sudden appearance of Yaxu, Dibelu did not feel guilty at all. Instead, he slowly lay down on the stove table in front of him and said to Yaxu in a pitiful manner, "As you can see, this is a gathering of losers."

Dibelu, with his jet-black wavy hair and fair shoulders, opened his heterochromatic eyes wide after he finished speaking, and turned to Yaxu and complained pitifully, "Also, the Observer is still chasing me, won't you come and help her think of a solution?"

"Although I escaped before, this body has no equipment installed. Besides, she blocked me outside the port area. It's so scary."

After saying that, Dibelu, who was wearing a black lotus tight skirt, poked her little feet out from under the quilt on the kotatsu table, and stretched out her legs to squeeze Yaxu, looking like a typical green tea boat loli.

Seeing this, Yaxu was stunned for a moment and then silently reached out and patted Dibelu's little head.

"Really? Then you'd better think about how to bribe me so that I won't tell her you are here."

"How annoying! I always thought you were a good person, Commander."

Seeing that his attempt to pretend to be pitiful didn't work, Dibel, with his hands on his cheeks, smiled and retracted his calves.

On the other side, Marco Polo, who was lying on the stove table, pouted slightly and complained to Yaxu softly: "Marco Polo's ambition is now in great danger!"

"Veneto and the others won't let me into their office anymore. Now in the Sardinian Empire, besides sitting at the water dispenser, they are responsible for operating the shredder to shred paper. They are not even as good as the command cat who does odd jobs!"

Having said that, the lost Marco Polo just put on the attitude of a loser.

To make the ambitious and resilient Pineapple so depressed, it seems that Veneto and the others have really restricted this ambitious man in recent times.

But the commander can't help with things like this.

Because according to the principle of treating everyone equally, Marco Polo brought this upon himself.

Compared to this, Towa-chan is the only one who is innocent, she shouldn't be sitting at the same table with you.

Fearing that the pure blue jelly would be taken away to do bad things, Yaxu quickly picked up Towa-chan and took her away.

Coincidentally, Akashi, who was holding a plate of Okonomiyaki, also sat down beside Dibelu and the others with a sad face, wagging his cat's tail, and began to complain, "Akashi hasn't been doing well lately, meow."

"Especially the underground market business, it's really hard to do."

"Underground market?"

"Meow? Ahem, let me make it clear first, Commander, don't tell the other ships that it was Akashi who told you, meow."

Seeing that the innocent commander actually noticed his complaint, Akashi, with a wandering look in his eyes, could only pretend to be talking about trivial matters and muttered: "Anyway, people in the port area sometimes secretly trade your things in the underground market, meow, it's too bad meow."

"Although Akashi seriously warned them not to do this, they can't resist the power of the free market, meow! Yeah, Akashi is a good cat, meow."

As he spoke, Akashi couldn't help but wave his cat sleeves up and down at Yaxu in a cute way.

Fortunately, Yaxu was not too surprised by this.

To be honest, he had actually noticed this a long time ago. After all, he was not the kind of idiot who was unaware of anything.

For example, the sneakers he wore in White Eagle would inexplicably end up in Iron Blood, and when he was eating snacks such as omelette in Sakura Empire, sometimes his half-eaten omelette would suddenly disappear in the time it took him to get a drink.

And the little ship girls like Sims would sometimes follow him with cameras in hand, as if they wanted to capture something.

"deal?"

When Yaxu thought that his pants might be put up for sale on the website by his own beloved ship girl, he couldn't help but feel a subtle emotion in his heart, and this might be the feeling of objectifying himself.

By the way, according to the annual statistics of the port area, the commander's clothing consumption far exceeds the standards of the big sisters in the port area.

Although he is a man who doesn't dress up much and has the ability to make his clothes look brand new, he is forced to make new clothes every month, which is much more than Hao and others who love to dress up.

Oh my god! This is such a great sorrow for the commander!

Just when Yaxu couldn't help but wonder if he should strengthen the moral construction of the port area, Akashi, with his cat ears shaking, quietly informed Yaxu: "For example, Taiho, she is now offering a large reward for your fallen teeth, meow."