The time-based admiral of KanColle

"Come to think of it, a human physical examination should include urine tests and prostate examinations."

"Unfortunately, the commander will only do some minor checks, such as blood pressure and blood sugar, and will not touch major projects such as colonoscopy."

In response to Shangri-La's inquiry, Jarvis added bluntly: "Besides, it is the job of the royal maids to help the commander excrete daily toxins while wearing plastic gloves. She shouldn't come to us."

You know, the various inspection instruments and equipment that their port area originally purchased specifically for Yaxu have now been gathering dust.

"Then what should I do!?"

Just as Egil, who suddenly burst into tears, fell into the darkest day, Yaxu's concerned voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"What's the matter, Egil? What should we do?"

Seeing that Egil seemed very confused, Yaxu, who came over specially to check on him, couldn't help but approach Egil with concern.

In an instant, as a group of mini Hindenburgs flew happily in his mind, Egil, with pink mist in his eyes, instinctively swallowed his sleepiness, and then looked straight down at Yaxu with the eyes as if he was looking at food.

Until the next moment, Egil suddenly reacted and immediately buried himself in the quilt of the bed, leaving only the perfect curves of the black silk dragon buttocks exposed for the commander to see.

It's strange, why does it seem like Egil is suddenly a little afraid of him?

Just when Yaxu instinctively wanted to ask about Perseus and the others, New Jersey, who suddenly became serious, put his arm around Yaxu's shoulders affectionately, and then rubbed his face towards Yaxu with anticipation.

"Honey, Honey, why don't you come and have a colonoscopy? We all want to see what you look like when you have a full body check-up."

"???"

As New Jersey finished speaking, not only Yaxu, but also Wuwei and the others couldn't help but look at New Jersey in surprise.

You are really worthy of being called a fool. You can easily come up with such bad advice about shrimp boats!

Shocked and surprised, facing the increasingly exaggerated teasing tactics of his own ship girl, Yaxu completely lost his response.

Until the next moment, the dazed Yaxu disappeared without any warning. "He ran away."

"Indeed, he used time stop to escape."

"If it were me, I would run too! New Jersey, you're really going too far!"

Facing the moral condemnation from the fearless girls, New Jersey, with her hands on her hips, confidently thrust out her breasts and emphasized, "Nonsense! I'm clearly concerned about Honey's health! It's not out of curiosity!"

Yes, come to think of it, they all seemed to have never seen Yaxu undergoing a full set of human medical examinations.

Although I know it's meaningless, I just want to see it for some reason. This is the ship girl who witnessed the changes in Hindenburg's and the others' expressions. Perseus, who was lying on the hospital bed, couldn't help but complain: "Honestly, compared to the frightened hungry dragon next to you, you look more terrifying."

After saying that, Perseus, who was wearing light pink twin ponytails, turned to Egil, who was still treating herself like an ostrich, and suggested with some sympathy: "Do you want me to ask Sheffield and the others for you?"

"Ms. Sheffield will probably help you, even if she seems reluctant."

"Humph~ You iron-blooded coward, even U-110 is braver than you."

Seeing that Egil was about to fall into the trap of eating the so-called charity, Hindenburg, as a purebred succubus, couldn't help but droop his horns, his delicate elf ears turned red, and at the same time he looked down on Egil.

"Who are you calling a coward?"

When Egil thought that Hindenburg was the culprit who had destroyed her port area's reputation several times, she was so angry that she finally threw away the bed sheet and looked at Hindenburg viciously.

Seeing this, Hindenburg slowly suggested to Egil: "In that case, you can come to my foraging ground at night, of course, the premise is that you don't want to be a deserter. "Ms. Hindenburg, how about asking Miss Black Dragon of White Eagle to help as well?"

"Forget about you, Miss New Jersey. To be honest, looking at you kind of affects my appetite. So does the Royal Family's emoticon."

Perhaps because the charm of the surrounding ship girls would affect the appetite of the Iron-Blooded Succubus, Hindenburg did not want to get close to the likes of Cheshire and New Jersey, and of course small destroyers like Laffey and the others.

At the same time, inside the banquet hall of a luxury cruise ship.

After nine hundred and ninety-nine rounds of rock-paper-scissors, the defeated Queen Elizabeth finally surrendered and fell before the cardinal, pounding the carpet with an unwilling look on her face.

"Damn it! I actually lost!"

"Ah, looking at Queen Elizabeth, whose rock-paper-scissors skills were terrible, Richelieu, who was in a delicate mood, didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only awkwardly instruct Louis IX and others to decorate the banquet hall in the style of their Fleur de Lisbeth.

"Stupid sister! I told you that you are not suitable for rock-paper-scissors. You should let Yingyong do it!"

"Long-winded!"

Just as Silly White and Brave were attacking each other with their little pink fists, Richelieu, who had been struggling with the Pudding Queen for more than an hour, finally had some free time to entertain Arthas and the others next to him.

"Um, sorry for making you laugh."

Thinking about how he had just played rock-paper-scissors childishly with the Royal Queen, Richelieu's cheeks turned slightly red, and he naturally cared more about his image in front of his new colleagues.

In response, Hua Jian, who was holding his hands behind his back, couldn't help but raise his wine-red cat ears and jokingly said in a cute way: "Master Richelieu, you are really very leisurely here."

"More importantly, where is your camp's commander now?"

After becoming familiar with the distribution of the entire port area camp, Brunus and the others also began to pay attention to Yaxu's situation.

Because, although not as exaggerated as the gloomy nympho like Mogador, these ship girls who have watched TB's short movie still instinctively want to have more personal contact with Yaxu.

"Hmm? You guys care about our commander."

As the flagship of Bishop Iris, Richelieu naturally also keenly noticed the inexplicable familiarity that Alsace and the others had when they talked about Yaxu.

Of course, this is also a good thing for them.

When he thought about the current atmosphere in their port area, Richelieu was still very relieved that Alsace and the others did not misunderstand the commander because of this.

Chapter 1956: The entertainment industry in Hong Kong is also dirty!

"Anyway, I hope you all can enjoy this port area in peace."

In the banquet hall with French decoration, Richelieu, who was finally free, officially entertained Brunus and others.

After all, unlike the Veneto, which is just short of being called Veneto, Richelieu is still very responsible as the flagship.

Thinking of this, although he wanted to show the holy glory of the cardinal, Richelieu inevitably looked at Brunus and the others wearing iris costumes.

The silver outer and blue inner bangs covered his right eye, and Brennus's proud outline was only covered by two triangle pieces of cloth.

As for Blue Rose's cathedral skirt, it was designed with a transparent latex coat. In response, Brennus still displayed a sacred aura as cold as porcelain, as if he was completely unaware of how despicable he was.

As for Arthas, who was wrapped in an equatorial blue ribbon, it was okay. At least she knew to put on a mask.

After comforting himself by thinking that Arthas wore the mask out of shame, Richelieu, feeling delicate, slowly turned to Jean Bart who was in charge of training his new colleagues not far away.

"So, get dressed quickly! Mogador!"

Facing Jean Bart, who was as furry as a wild cat, Mogador, who was filled with gloom, asked Jean Bart with a silly smile: "But clothes are very hot to wear."

"Besides, weren't Eve and Adam in the Garden of Eden also naked? Guhehe~kou"

"If you feel too hot, change into your swimsuit!"

Faced with this newly emerged exhibitionist from the port area, Jean Bart, feeling exhausted, really didn't know how to evaluate Mogador in front of him.

In response, Clemenceau, who was wearing a hollow fishtail skirt, also raised her seductive belly and said with a smile on Mogador's behalf: "Okay, Jean Bart, you can't force your colleagues, right?"

"Just as you don't like Sister Richelieu interfering with you, you shouldn't interfere with Mogador either."

Give up! She shouldn't expect this corrupt port to educate the ship girl into a decent woman.

Seeing that Clemenceau was still willing to be a reasonable person, the hot-tempered Jean Bart finally decided not to meddle in other people's business.

The appearance of Mogador and the others might be a punishment for their increasingly weak faith in Iris!

After realizing that the image of his new colleagues was becoming more and more despicable because of the evil deeds done by their Iris Church, Jean Bal finally gave up the Church completely and decided to concentrate on becoming a pirate.

Could it be that this was really a punishment bestowed upon them by the God of Iris?

Witnessing Jean Bart being driven away by the exhibitionist from the port area, Richelieu couldn't help but glance at Alsace and the others with a subtle mood.

In response, the curvy Arthas took the initiative to look at Richelieu and said with a smile: "Bishop, Arthas is ready. When are we going to act?"

"action?"

"That's right. Shouldn't we protect the great commander at all times?"

"Indeed, he is the sword-wielder as foretold in the legendary prophecy."

Looking at Arthas and the others who seemed to value their husbands very much, Richelieu didn't know what to say for a moment.

However, Richelieu, who has the emotional intelligence of an older sister, certainly would not miss this opportunity for the natural affection she had for Arthas and the others.

"In that case, please go and protect our port commander."

Considering that Arthas and Brennus were both Iris's papal guards, Richelieu put on his gentleness in the red and white papal uniform with a smile, and prepared to affectionately hand over this special night's work to Arthas and the others.

That evening, after a whole day of fun, the ship girls in the port area all felt more or less tired.

Naturally, after returning to their rooms to rest for a while, the various camps in the port area began to formally prepare for their respective work.

That’s right! That’s the competition in Minato!

Although the entire luxury cruise ship is filled with a holiday atmosphere, Bismarck and other camp leaders will not be naive and relax.

Soon, the grand stage in the center of the cruise ship began to emit brilliant rainbow lights.

While the cute conducting cats were busy preparing the stage for the performance, in the performance preparation room behind them, a group of Kancolle bands were also preparing their own idol costumes.

"Well, even though we've practiced for a few days, isn't it a bit too weird for a KanColle to dance?"

Wearing ultra-short hot pants with calf-length socks and an idol jacket, the outgoing and forthright Cleveland tied her hair into a side ponytail and then posed as if she was playing the drums in a tomboyish style.

"Miss Cleveland, just think of it as a sex play. In the end, you will definitely be pushed to your master to play with."

As he spoke, Sheffield on the side added venomously: "Besides, we were all probably pushed out by our own camp mates all of a sudden. Everyone really likes to watch the show with gloating."

Wearing a black miniskirt and white suspenders, Sheffield, who was the band's backing vocalist and keyboardist, then looked at the other members, namely Gascony, Akagi and Hipper who were busy preparing.

"Oh my, why is there a pest in our band who is not a wedding ship? It's really strange."

"Hey! Akagi, what do you mean?"

Looking at the charming red fox holding the bass on the left, Hippel, blushing, couldn't help but put down the electric guitar, raised the black and white idol sailor suit, and complained to Akagi aggrievedly: "Do you think I want to? It's all Eugen's fault!"

"Okay everyone."

As Hipper and the others started bickering with each other, Shengli, who came over to help put on makeup for everyone, smiled and reminded them, "I think you all want to get high scores to increase your respective camps' chances of winning in the end."

Upon hearing this, Akagi and the others naturally fell silent instantly.

At the same time, Shengli turned to Guanghui who was putting on makeup on Shokaku and said teasingly, "Sister, look, Her Majesty the Queen and the others are so confident."

With the reminder to look at Seungri, Guanghui, who looked much younger and cuter under the white idol dress, couldn't help but turn over curiously.

"Mmmmm~"

The blonde and blue-eyed Queen Elizabeth was wearing a vibrant dress and looking youthful and lovely as she practiced singing.

In response to this, War-Yan, who was looking down at his exposed belly button on the right, couldn't help but blush and covered his face.

When he thought about having to accompany Her Majesty the Queen in playing the so-called Um Song, Yan Zhan felt like sweating all over his body.

While War-Yan was trying hard to act young in a miniskirt and calf socks, in the corner of the performance preparation room, Evil was looking at the dressing mirror in front of her with a somewhat pitiful look.

Wow, it's so scary that those guys didn't even prepare a band partner for her. Don't they really want to see her taking advantage of the situation?

Seeing that she had to handle the most difficult solo all by herself, she couldn't help feeling a little sad as she looked into the dressing mirror.

at the same time--

Unlike the band's ship girls who were busy preparing for the performance, surrounding the concert stage, many port area ship girls who were happy to watch the show began to chat and laugh as they took their seats according to the division of camps. At this moment, in the most central, best and only high-altitude VIP glass box, Yaxu was sitting on a luxurious leather sofa with a dazed look on his face, staring at the floor-to-ceiling viewing window in front of him.

"Wait, am I sitting here a little too much?"

Perhaps he had sensed the condescension of the capitalists, and Yaxu looked awkwardly at Belfast, who was helping him cut the fruit plate, and whispered, "I'd better go to the audience steps below and sit with everyone."

"Hey, that won't do, little pudding."

After saying that, I saw Ri Jinshan, who was wearing sunglasses, sitting on the small sofa next to him and raised his seductive punk leg socks in a slightly arrogant manner.

On the other side, Algeria, who was wearing a mink coat and sunglasses, nodded and smiled at the right time: "Yes, after all, we are still responsible for the next work."

"Um, where are they in San Francisco?"

Looking at Algeria and the others who looked more and more like the female boss, Yaxu finally couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Can't you see? We are the band's economic vessels, and now we are responsible for selling the idol's body to the commander."

As he spoke, Algeria took off his sunglasses and winked at Yaxu mischievously, and explained, "In fact, every Kancolle band that is going to perform has a brokerage ship responsible for training them."

"That is to say, according to the order of the bands' performances, we, the ship girls in charge of brokering ships, will then introduce our respective bands to you, the commander, one by one."

"What nonsense are you talking about, Algeria..."

For a moment, Yaxu didn't know what to say about Algeria's statement, which seemed to be a matter of course.

At this moment, San Francisco, who was as lively as a cyber hottie, cheered to Yaxu excitedly, "That's right, little pudding! Now is a good opportunity for us to play with the unspoken rules.