The time-based admiral of KanColle

After listening to the Soviet Union's overly pure confession, the vicious women suddenly felt inexplicably ashamed.

Obviously, some marriage ships are always pure because they have never done anything bad.

"Ahem, anyway, Ms. Alliance, I understand your needs, so let's work together to find a way to teach those bad guys a lesson!"

Pretending to be helpful, Marco Polo looked at them happily.

That's right, of course she didn't take the initiative to greet Egil and the others to help them get back on their feet out of so-called kindness.

She actually wanted to take advantage of other camps' understanding of their colleagues and take the opportunity to collect evidence against their opponents!

Hehehe, this is part of Pineapple Jam's great plan. Collecting the weaknesses of the port area's wedding ships in advance will definitely be useful in the future. By the way, it can also win over these wedding ship girls who obviously don't know how to fight in the palace.

at the same time-

In the quiet admiral's mansion, Yaxu was standing in the closet preparing to change clothes because he and Hipper had been together all night.

However, looking at the few scattered and inexplicably shabby clothes in the closet, Yaxu couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.

There is no way. After all, the smell on the commander's clothes will disappear over time, so it is like a consumable. After the ship girls get rid of the old clothes, they will naturally want new ones.

Because of this, the Commander's clothes would disappear at regular intervals.

Although thanks to this he gets to wear a lot of new clothes every month, he always feels a little complicated.

"Looks like I need to find some new clothes to wear."

When he thought about going to various camps and asking Feng Xiang and others who knew how to make clothes to find him clothes, Ya Xu felt extremely ashamed and could only console himself: "I have no choice, because I have no money, so I can only ask everyone in the port area to find me new clothes."

"This time, let's go ask Dunkirk, or ask Yorktown for help making some summer shirts or something."

Considering that each camp has different aesthetics, Yaxu, who seemed to be thinking about something, suddenly came to the window and looked at the small pile of grass in the yard that had already been overgrown with green grass with a subtle mood.

After all, during that period of time, all the clothes he needed to wash would be returned intact, without a single piece missing.

Looking at Yaxu who seemed a little sentimental, Dibel, who was lying on his back with his head hanging down on the bed, couldn't help but narrow his red and gold eyes, and then suggested to Yaxu: "Haha, how about I make a bracelet for you."

"It's full of liquid metal, and can be transformed into clothes of any material at will."

"No, even if I have that thing, I'm afraid I won't be able to find it in a few days."

Knowing that some things cannot be avoided, Yaxu certainly has no intention of doing such useless work, just like he did not save the innocent robot yellow chicken (sad).

"Yeah."

With her head tilted upside down and her lips slightly opened, the petite and charming Dibel took over and said to the commander in this despicable posture: "You can actually catch your ship girl stealing things and use it to threaten them."

"Wait, how can a proper commander threaten his own ship girl?"

"Ah, that's not what you said when you threatened our King of Sai."

As a little devil, Dibel continued to slowly tempt the commander who was very good at playing dumb, "You can just take a picture of them stealing your things, and then force them to do whatever they want."

"Haha, stupid, isn't that a reward? This will only stimulate those ship girls to steal with more joy."

In response to Dibel's innocent remarks, the Observer, who had turned into a miniature man, sat on a book and jokingly retorted, "Is that the kind of person you are?"

"Forcing them to do something they don't want to do is called blackmail, isn't it?"

Chapter 2014 Hindenburg~Come out and fight!

In various camps in the port area, under the uniform calls of meow, a large number of command cats were busy watching the use of machines to transport building materials.

In the White Eagle camp, as long decorative cloths were hung everywhere, Yaxu was naturally curious and stuck his head out of the window, wanting to see what everyone was decorating.

"So, is the port area going to be repaired soon?"

In the dormitory area of ​​White Eagle's aircraft carrier, Yaxu looked at the chubby cats busy outside, and turned to Yorktown with some surprise and asked.

"Ok?"

In response to the commander's doubts, Yorktown, who was reading a men's magazine, looked at Yaxu at the right time and subtly turned his eyes away.

"Commander, that's not actually decoration, but preparation for the port activities."

The silvery-white curly hair exuded the fragrance of blue roses. Under the outline of the corseted dress, York City, who was full of wifely charm, naturally did not intend to hide her husband. Instead, she put down the men's magazine in her hand and honestly explained to Yaxu: "We are just setting up the venue."

"What venues need to be set up in all camps?"

In response to York City's explanation, Ya Xu didn't want to ask too much, so he looked at the men's clothing magazine in York City's hand and chuckled, "Well, York City, there's no need for you to sew clothes that are too fancy, as long as they can be worn."

"Anyway...I can't wear it for long."

That’s right! Yaxu actually came to York City to ask for clothes.

Although it was shameful to ask his wife for clothes, the commander who had always been under the ship's fence had no other choice.

After all, the ship girls in the port area no longer like to buy human clothes from the outside world for their commanders to wear. Instead, they like to make clothes for their commanders themselves, which gives them a greater sense of participation.

By the way, in order to cater to various clothing styles, the commander will ask for clothes everywhere in the port area.

It’s just that it takes Belfast and the others a long time to make new clothes every time, and Yaxu doesn’t want to affect the ship girls too much because of such a small matter.

"A simple white shirt will do."

"That won't do, Commander."

Yorktown, who was dignified and elegant, couldn't help but sigh at the commander who didn't care much about the details, and then explained meaningfully: "If I gave you clothes like that, you would definitely be laughed at by everyone in the port area."

"A joke? Why is that a joke?"

Looking at Yaxu who was full of doubts, Yorktown pursed his lips and didn't know what to say for a moment.

There's no way around it. The commander is outside the situation and naturally doesn't know about it. That is, the ship girls in the port area actually compare themselves with each other in private.

And she didn’t want to hear that kind of conversation in the black market in Hong Kong, such as…”

[Look, look, this is the clothes that Lady Yorktown of White Eagle gave to the commander. It's so perfunctory. I can't believe it! ]

[Indeed, the workmanship and fabrics are far inferior to those of Miss Yixian and the others. I didn't expect that Yorktown would be such a ship woman! ]

[Mingming, poor commander, York City must be abusing him every day.]

York City, who felt his cheeks burning as he imagined the possible conversations, couldn't help but ask Yaxu with concern: "Commander, retro men's clothing seems to be very popular outside recently, such as workwear style. Do you want to try it?"

"Work clothes? But I haven't even been to work."

"Then let's change it to a pioneer retro style. Bumblebee will probably like it very much."

Having said that, York City stood up at the right time, took out a measuring tape and came forward to help Yaxu measure the size.

Commander Napa's body shape has hardly changed, so as a wedding ship, it is necessary to make the most fitting clothes.

Although York City's thick black thigh-high tights are conservative, they fit her plump curves tightly. Her mature waist is like a gun mount, which makes people fantasize. Her bent waist and lowered chest make Yaxu unable to move instantly.

"Commander, where are you going next weekend? Even if you don't go far away, there are still many attractions in the port area that you haven't visited, hehe."

With the satisfaction of making new clothes for her husband, Yorktown, in a good mood, couldn't help but look forward to the next date when the commander would wear new clothes.

"Come to think of it, Commander, you still remember to ask me to make clothes for you. She doesn't have this awareness at all in her daily life."

As the eldest sister of the Yorktown-class aircraft carrier, Yorktown, who suddenly thought of Enterprise, could not help but sigh and said sincerely: "Enterprise is really not good at taking care of itself. If I have to say it, it should be that it has no concept of paying attention to itself."

"Although it's much better than before, she still doesn't like to do troublesome things in her life."

"Haha, that's how business works. The first time she cooked for me, she bought semi-finished food. She felt embarrassed when I saw it."

Yaxu was naturally not surprised by York City's helplessness.

So the next second, Yaxu, who had nothing to do, came to the White Eagle wardrobe not far away.

As soon as he opened it, five identical White Eagle uniforms came into view.

I have to say that companies know how to live. They are even too lazy to choose their own clothes and simply get five identical sets to wear in rotation.

As for why the company’s wardrobe is here, it’s because this is actually the company’s room.

As for why he and York City are here, that is a topic that is not convenient to discuss.

"Look Commander, Enterprise's everyday clothes are the same."

"Indeed, she only wore her racing suit, diving suit, and black dress once and then put them away. It's such a pity."

Watching York City and complaining about the enterprise together, Yaxu would of course feel regretful.

You know, Bismarck, as an efficiency-oriented and iron-blooded chancellor, still paid great attention to her elegant image, and her military uniforms and the decorations on them were chosen with great care.

However, companies are too lazy to even make their own coffee and just drink canned coffee from outside.

Just when Yaxu was thinking about whether to bring Yorktown along to ambush Qiye-chan while hiding in bed, a text message suddenly rang from the communication watch.

"Ok?"

Looking at the smug-faced portrait of Marco Polo on the message, Yaxu couldn't help but blink curiously.

at the same time-

In the Iron Blood camp, after passing through the Iron Blood's electronic long gate, Marco Polo, who was walking in the front, was walking happily in the front.

After sending the text message to the commander, Marco Polo also looked at the Royal Fortune and the others behind him, and said confidently with his forked tongue sticking out: "Okay everyone, first let's help Egil get revenge!"

"Her dream is to make Hindenburg feel humiliated! To show our solidarity, let's start with her!"

Um, Miss Marco Polo, are you serious? "

Looking at Marco Polo who really wanted to avenge them one by one, although Kewei came here in the hope that they would help her bully Shengli and the others, no matter how you think about it, this initial goal is too big.

Even though Kewei was not familiar with Hindenburg, he was very clear about this famous iron-blooded succubus, unlike the monarch who was always out of touch with the news.

In the port area, other ship girls just want to eat the commander, but Hindenburg really eats him!

A succubus lady like this is obviously at the top of the food chain in the port area. Even the commander wants to take a nibble at her. Is there anything else she can't do?

"Hehe, I know she's difficult to deal with, but that's why I need her to be my first target!"

Knowing that they all wanted to find her to fight back against their respective "rivals in life", Marco Polo of course needed to pick a tough guy at the beginning to prove her great strength as the pineapple leader.

"Oh? So how are you going to deal with her?"

Egil looked at the confident Marco Polo, and couldn't help but raise his head with some expectation, his dark golden dragon eyes full of light.

"I see, let's rob her house together, right~"No, Miss Royal Fortune."

Regarding the pure pirate thinking of the Royal Fortune, Marco Polo half-covered his smiling face with his slender hands, and then jokingly said: "If you want to make a ship woman like her feel humiliated and broken, you must start from the place that she cares about the most and is most proud of."

"So, Miss Egil, you should go challenge her right now!"

"Huh? Are you saying that if I let her taste my power as the God of the Wild Sea, I can make her submit?"

"Ms. Egil, what are you thinking? I want you to wrestle with her on the bed! Beat her at the place where she is best!"

Looking at Egil, who was clearly the Dragon Lady of the Abyss but lacked the cunning and scheming of palace fighting, Marco Polo, who was wearing a slim-fitting court robe, immediately understood why this girl had become a disgrace to the wedding ship.

"Wait, wait (blushing)!"

After hearing Marco Polo's intention, Egil, who was originally very confident, suddenly turned red in the face, and the dragon horns hanging from his silver hair trembled.

I shot the Hindenburg, is that true?

You have to know that the women on their ships have at most three entrances, but Hindenburg has four!

"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to just go up there and give it to them for free. We will all be there to support you from behind."

Marco Polo noticed that Egil was afraid before the battle, so he smiled and took out a strange device. He then explained to Egil, "This is the empathy device that I, Miss Todibel, got from Miss Lover."

"With this, we can help you share all the feelings like a load battery."

"That is to say, even with so many of our wedding ships tied together, it's hard to believe that they can't defeat a mere Iron-blooded Succubus. We can just consume her to death."

"hiss--"

Hearing Marco Polo's words, except for some cute Soviet allies, the expressions of the others suddenly changed.

Oh my god, they are going to drag them into this! But they have no grudge against Hindenburg. When they thought about them having to take on the commander's golden hoop output for Egil in the rear, everyone's mood instantly became complicated.

So the next second, Evil, who had been lazily following at the back, suddenly put on a cute loli smile, then raised her hands and began to retreat tactically at a fantastic speed.

"Wait, Sister Richelieu seems to be calling me to go home for dinner."

As for Vicious, who obviously hated trouble and wanted to be a cowardly loli, Marco Polo immediately ordered the equally unscrupulous Royal Fortune to grab Vicious' waist with octopus tentacles and reminded her: "That's not okay, Miss Vicious."

"You know, we are a team now, and everyone has to contribute to the team."

"Ahem, that...I suddenly feel horrible. She is actually my best sister. I don't want to take revenge on her."

"That won't work either. What if you go back and tell on me?"

After forcibly abducting the lazy lolita Evil, Marco Polo did not hesitate at all, but headed towards the Iron Blood camp.