The time-based admiral of KanColle

"So no matter how you look at it, I am the kindest Siren in this port area."

"You know, even before Purification Kiyoshi, he wanted to strangle you ship women to death, but that's too much."

"Meow meow meow?"

While Akashi was speechless, the unexpectedly open-minded Marco Polo nodded to himself, then took out a small notebook from his Sardinian court robe and wrote: "I've learned that even though he is a conspirator who puts profit above all else, every word he says is the truth as long as it is spoken separately!"

"Then the question is, if you say that, won't it make the commander lose face?"

Considering that speaking ill of the commander was a losing move no matter how you looked at it, Marco Polo humbly asked for advice and then looked at Dibel curiously.

"Haha, naive."

Facing Marco Polo's confused wine-red eyes, Dibel explained with a smile in a matter-of-fact tone: "If they didn't have a prejudice against Yaxu in the beginning, how could my role be highlighted?"

"It is always more meaningful to help someone in need than to add icing on the cake. Compared to watching them greet him politely, it is more valuable for me to save the commander who is being condemned by them."

"For example, when Miss Huanchang and the others all blamed Yaxu, I took the initiative to stand up and defend him. I hugged her and begged Huanchang and the others not to scold my commander. Huhuhuhu."

Facing Di Bello's scheming little devil smile, Marco Polo and Akashi fell silent at the same time.

You are such a good friend to the ship, Dibel...

Ignoring Akashi and the others' complaints, Dibel, like an elegant pianist, slowly began to speak to the expressionless Tovato: "Anyway, I do need your help, Huanchang."

"Because I'm a siren, I really don't understand human emotions, and I hope he can understand me a little better."

[Oh? Is this what you call...emotional entanglement?]

Hearing her Siren bestie's request for help, the elder sister Donghuang on the other end of the line responded while putting on a wedding mask.

[Although it may sound strange to help Siren deal with her emotional problems, we are all happy to help you, Miss Dibel. 】

"Thank you so much, I will bring him over, woooooo."

After confirming the status of the group of Donghuang ship girls, Dibel, who had a wronged look on his face just now, immediately changed his expression into an unfathomable smile at the speed of light, and hummed a cheerful tune.

"Okay, you guys continue to sink in this loser's hell. I'm going to climb up first."

Looking at Marco Polo and Akashi who were just sitting there stupidly, Dibelu stretched a little and then dragged Tova to go upstairs to the commander's bed to wait for orders.

After all, she still had to continue hiding from the petty observers.

By the way, if it weren't for the Siren remote control that Dreamweaver and the Pope inexplicably came up with, she would have taken down the Pope and the tower long ago. The Cricket Watcher would have been no match for her.

But wait, compared to the arrogant and scheming female devils, only the real green tea boats can firmly occupy the top of the world of humble women.

at the same time--

The Iron Blood style gym is different from the sunny and cheerful big girl decoration design of the White Eagle Gym. The entire Iron Blood Gym looks more like a cold soldier training camp, full of military flavor.

Although there are no interesting rocking machines like those in the White Eagle Gym, Z24 and other Iron Blood Expeditionaries come here regularly to exercise out of their good military qualities.

"The book says that training can condense the body into a fruit called muscle, but... it seems difficult for us shipgirls to train this kind of thing."

With her beige wavy hair tied into a single ponytail, the simple yet intellectual Z46 held a sports magazine in her hand while slowly pulling up her loose sports shirt, which highlighted her abdominal lines while also showing off her delicate and healthy body contours.

But unfortunately, the Z46 did not develop the abdominal muscles described in the book.

"No, no, no, anyway, it would be too ugly if we really had abdominal muscles."

Looking at the Barbie doll in the magazine in Z46's hand, Z28, with a little munia on his head, couldn't help but whispered in shame: "This looks too scary."

"is it?"

Just as Z46 and Z28 tilted their heads to each other and enjoyed the peace and quiet of life, U-556, who was not far away, lay on the yoga mat with tears in her eyes and tried hard to crawl outside.

"Woo woo, Sister Bismarck, please save U-556!"

"Come on, come on, let's be good children of META together."

Good man Richard looked at U-556 who was trying desperately to escape below, and couldn't help but continue to cling to U-556, and continued to instigate U-556: "Hehehe, creatures are usually ten times stronger when they are blackened, and three times weaker when they are whitened."

"So in the harbor, only pure bad women can occupy the top of the food chain. Don't you want to become stronger?"

"No, if I become a bad woman, Sister Bismarck will be even more troubled!"

U-556 felt extremely distressed for her when she thought of her elder sister Bismarck, who always had that expression of life being difficult and a Persian cat sighing.

So if she also degenerates and becomes a bad META ship, then there will be no good ship girls standing on her side among the Bismarck sisters!

"For our agreement, Sister Bismarck, I will not admit defeat!"

"Don't say that. How about your Bismarck becoming a META ship? Of course, the prerequisite is to throw that damned broken ship-mounted dragon into the strait."

Just as the madman Richard continued to harass U-556 tirelessly, Yaxu, like a god descending from heaven, silently picked up Richard from behind.

"Really? Even MLM isn't as active as you, good man Richard."

Looking at the crazy loli in his hand who had no idea what skin was, Ya Xu couldn't help but sigh sincerely at this moment, wondering if there were too many bad things in his own port area.

Now, the entire port area looks like the so-called Chaos Battle Royale, full of weird things!

Therefore, when U-556 was bullied by the good man Richard, Z46 and others next to her even gave up the idea of ​​lending a helping hand. The entire port area seemed unusually indifferent at this moment.

Just as Yaxu was sighing, the good man Richard, who could distort his own shape at will, immediately turned around and hugged Yaxu's head, laughing like a facehugger and said, "Quick, quick, get more META ships over here!"

"Oh? Then go find her in Black York City. I feel like she's very free every day."

Looking at the crazy good man Richard, Hindenburg, who had nothing to do with him, did not have any so-called prejudice. Instead, he swung his succubus tail and suggested to the good man Richard: "Or you can go find the Black Goddess."

"As long as you use small businesses to lure her, she will definitely take the bait."

Faced with the Hindenburg, a useless ship that could not be meta-ized, the good man Richard, who had been smiling just now, changed his expression in an instant and snorted coldly at Hindenburg.

"Ha~bah!"

"Strange, could it be that I am not welcomed anywhere I go?"

Hindenburg saw that both Hutten and the good man Richard looked down on her, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

You know, compared to those bad women in the port area who like to bully their colleagues, she is a bored big devil who only likes to play with the commander and lives a quite peaceful life.

Now, everyone, including Egil and August, dislikes her.

Egil was inexplicably afraid of succubi like her who were born with a lewd nature, August disliked her for trying to steal the witch's contracted familiar, Frederick the Great preferred small ship girls, and Ron had always been a loner.

Prince Rupprecht and Felix are a scissor-smashing megalomaniac and a sadistic ship brat, truly hopeless.

Unexpectedly, in the huge iron-blooded ship, there is not a single project ship that can be her good friend. It is really a sad fact.

"Contractor, I don't seem to be well-liked by my colleagues."

Facing Hindenburg's complaints, Yaxu couldn't help but ask, "Wait, forget about August and the others, but you can always interact with Mainz, after all, the Emperor and the others would go to her place for coffee."

"Don't mention it, Commander."

Mainz, who had followed Hu Teng curiously, had a silver side braid with short curly hair. Hearing this, he couldn't help but frown and complained to Yaxu: "When I wanted to treat Hindenburg to coffee before, she actually asked for less bitter coffee."

“But if coffee isn’t bitter, can it still be called coffee!?”

"Yawn~ I don't have the time to take the initiative to taste the bitterness."

Seeing that the relationship between Hindenburg and Mainz seemed unusually tense, Yaxu, as the commander, naturally took the initiative to ease the tension and said, "Okay, Hindenburg, at least try Mainz's hand-ground roasted coffee."

"Maybe after drinking it, you will change your mind."

"Since you, the contractor, said so."

Hearing this, Mainz immediately ran to the coffee machine in the Iron Blood Gym.

However, Hindenburg, who had already smelled the bitterness of the hot coffee that Mainz had carefully served, could not help but frown and narrow his beautiful red eyes.

But considering her dear husband's face, Hindenburg still lifted the soft succubus tail, reached in and started sucking.

"This coffee is as bitter as muddy water... How on earth did you serve it?"

As the slender succubus's heart-shaped tail twitched vividly a few times, Hindenburg, with a bitter look on his face, picked up a sugar jar.

After all, a lazy devil like her loves to eat sweet things the most.

Thinking of this, Hindenburg added the sugar cubes without hesitation, causing Hutten on the side to open his eyes wide in surprise.

Naturally, when Mainz, with his pupils constricted, saw Hindenburg adding sugar on the spot, he quickly reached out and grabbed Hindenburg's wrist where the sugar was added.

"Wait, wait a minute! This is blasphemy, no sugar allowed!"

Seeing the ancient Greek god of coffee being forced into such a stressed state, Yaxu couldn't help but shake his head.

Indeed, if you think about it carefully, even the arrogant Ruprecht and the willful Felix are willing to cooperate with Mainz to drink pure coffee. After all, Mainz is one of their few ship girl friends. Although they are tough on the outside, they are still afraid of loneliness.

However, for the mature succubus sister, Hindenburg is obviously the type who will not compromise herself for the sake of friendship.

So the next second, Hindenburg, calmly and confidently, picked up the coffee with his other hand and poured it directly into a transparent jar filled with sugar.

"Ahhhh!!!"

In an instant, Mainz, unable to face the reality, trembled violently to the point where it looked abstract and blurred.

"Tsk! You deserve to not be able to make friends."

Seeing Hindenburg sticking his tail into the sugar jar and sipping coffee at high speed without any guilt, Hutten, who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, could not help but quickly slap the coffee out of Hindenburg's hand.

"Forget about adding sugar, but you don't even want to move your mouth!"

Before Hutten could condemn Hindenburg's perfunctory attitude, a wandering idiot appeared silently from the side.

"I prefer milk to sugar in my coffee, so it's okay if it's a little bitter."

As he spoke, Veneto, with a smile on his face, started making coffee with milk in front of the coffee machine.

Well, Veneto! You are no good either!!!

Chapter 1871 Dragons soar and tigers leap to make the world prosperous!

In the antique elegant study room——

The red candles burning with incense flickered with hazy white smoke, and with the view of Juyuan Creek outside the window, a unique figure with the meaning of hexagrams was sitting quietly in front of the sandalwood table, studying the book in front of her seriously.

Donghuang battlecruiser, Huanchang, a fortune teller who is good at divination.

Huan Chang's seductive silk body-wrap outlines her mature and charming body. She is wearing a dark green slit gown, which shows her armpits and breasts, and also wears a mink fur shoulder wrap.

Under his gradually dyed dark blue long hair, a deep half-face mask highlights his unique mystery, making him look like an unfathomable divine fairy.

Of course, it would be more convincing if the book Huanchang is holding was changed.

"Encyclopedia of Love", "How to Deal with Marital Disputes", "My Story with My Domestic Violent Husband"

"Wait, Huanchang, what kind of messed-up books are you reading here when you have nothing to do?"

Seeing that her colleague and best friend was actually reading such a nonsensical book, Sister Donghuang, holding the green lamp, came over from a distance with confusion and gently patted Huanchang's shoulder.

Donghuang protected cruiser, Ji'an.

Under the violet spiral fairy bun, Ji An was seen with two shabby drapes, and the side-slit Qing'e palace dress was lined with half-length pantyhose, looking as casual and natural as the ancient Qing'e goddess.

On the other hand, in response to Ji'an's complaints, Huanchang's dark green eyes flashed from behind the mysterious dark gold mask.

"After all, repaying kindness is a traditional virtue of our Donghuang. Since Miss Dibel has something to ask of us, we must do our best to comply with the etiquette of our Donghuang."

"But I didn't expect that Miss Diberu would actually consult about so-called emotional issues."

Having said that, Huanchang sighed softly and seamlessly changed into a blue ink-colored mask of sorrow.

Facing Huanchang, who switches between the masks of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness at high speed every day, Ji'an, who seemed to be thinking about something, couldn't help but sigh: "Consulting about emotional issues, no matter how you think about it, this doesn't sound like something a Siren would do."

"Then doesn't this explain why Miss Dibel is willing to help us, the ship girl?"

Dibel, who knew that Ji'an had always been a little wary of the Siren, and Huanchang, who was good at divination, smiled and said, "I have divined from the beginning. The six lines are pure yang, and all the hexagrams are born. All things come into being, and they ride on Qian to control the way of heaven."

"Qian means the image of heaven. The other party can bring us so-called good luck. This is an undeniable fact."

"Yes, yes, your hexagram is invincible in the world."

Ji An looked at Huan Chang who was swinging the Bagua plate, and couldn't help but murmured thoughtfully: "Come to think of it, Miss Dibel hasn't been to our place for a long time. She only calls occasionally."

"After all, she is a traitor to the Siren, so it is understandable that she is unable to cope with the situation. Rather than this, Ji An, you should help me figure out how to help her deal with her emotional problems. After all, I have no experience in this area."

At this point, Huan Chang, who had changed into the mask of music, couldn't help but joked: "A siren who fell in love with a human, and was then abused by him. No matter how you listen to it, it feels like Miss Dibel is making fun of us."

"But she seems to be very serious about what she said, so we have to take it seriously too."

"But, for the Sirens, do they really have so-called emotions?"

Seeing Huanchang studying the so-called love book again, Ji'an, who was holding up the heavy curtain ball, couldn't help but frown and said, "To be honest, although Miss Dibel was smiling at us all the time, I didn't feel any emotional projection from her."

"Siren is like a cold machine."