The time-based admiral of KanColle

After all, she hadn't slept for three weeks, and after all the ups and downs, she was really tired.

But at this moment, Tirpitz, who was sitting with her legs crossed, raised her cold and beautiful face and asked seriously, "What does the child look like?"

"Looks like? He's a chubby little boy, about twelve years old."

In response to Tirpitz's question, one of the royal ship girls couldn't help but cup her cheeks, chuckled and praised: "But that child is very polite. When we pinched his face, he just stayed still."

"And she's also very interesting to talk to, and knows a lot about our shipgirls. She's got a kind of mature contrast~?"

"..."

Listening to the detailed narration of this royal ship girl, the expressions of Bismarck and Tirpitz gradually underwent subtle changes.

Finally, after looking at each other, Bismarck and Tirpitz stood up and asked at the same time: "Where is the Iris Church here?"

They are too lazy to think about complicated things now. The name Yaxu alone is enough for them to care about it.

at the same time--

"Really? So Richelieu and the others are planning to send you back to the outside world to find your family?"

After listening to Yaxu's narration, Jean Bart couldn't help but sneer: "Humph, my sister and the others are still as ridiculous as ever. No wonder she said last night that you are not their commander yet."

After saying that, Jean Bart bent down and pinched Yaxu's cheek with his hand: "Don't you hate Richelieu? After all, if she really regards you as a commander, as a ship girl, Richelieu should bring all the crew members to accompany you to leave here."

"Now, she actually wants to stay here and wait until you grow up. Haha, that's why I hate my sister's behavior!"

The unhappy tone was full of resentment, and Jean Bart, Dunkirk and the others also showed expressions of "as expected".

Considering the difficult situation in this occupied region, it is understandable that their saintly cardinal lady is unable to let go of her duties.

But a sense of responsibility is something that only needs to be maintained in moderation, which is why the Vichy ship girls have always wanted to correct Richelieu's behavior.

Thinking of this, Jean Bart's determination became even stronger.

"Hello, kid."

After learning about Yaxu's eagerness to leave the area and go home, Jean Bart raised the corners of his lips slightly and said to Yaxu meaningfully: "You want to go home, right?"

"Don't forget, Richelieu and the others have the ability to send you out, and our Vichy Church's shipgirls also have this ability."

"Hey? Are you willing to take me away from here?"

"of course."

When he saw Jean Bart nodding at him explicitly, Yaxu immediately raised his little head in surprise.

But as long as Jean Bart and the others are willing to send him, then, the Vichy Church will be the best camp in the world!

And if Jean Bart sent him out now, Yaxu swore that he would put the Vichy camp emblem on Queen Elizabeth's desk later.

Wait, considering that Silly White almost never goes to the royal office, he should put it on the Queen's bedside table...

"But, as a condition, we need you to help do one thing."

However, just when Yaxu began to feel grateful in her heart, Jean Bart, who was like a queen, ruthlessly broke Yaxu's fantasy: "As long as you help our Vichy Church, I will let Gascogne send you back."

Take back what you said!!!

At this moment, Yaxu also realized that the Vichy ship girl would not let him go easily.

"Hey, Jean Bart, are you planning to ask brother Yaxu for help?"

Algeria turned to look at Jean Bart who had a serious look on his face, obviously not expecting this situation.

After all, as a mature older sister, negotiating terms with a little boy seems too childish no matter how you look at it.

"Algeria, Richelieu and the others have already regarded this child as a future commander, and an equal to us."

"Right."

Recalling their anxious attitude during the evening triumph, Algeria slowly lifted up her chest and, like Dunkirk and the others beside her, looked at Yaxu subtly.

By the way, after this kid officially becomes the commander of Iris, the relationship between him and the Vichy Church will become more delicate.

Because they had spent a long time together in the Ohm region, in fact, these Vichy ship girls really treated Richelieu and the others as their own sisters.

The commander of Free Iris...

Staring at Yaxu in front of Jean Bart, Dunkirk and the others couldn't help but look at each other.

"Big sister, what do you want me to help you with?"

"It's very simple. As long as you can find a way to make Richelieu voluntarily abandon the church here, we will send you away."

Looking at the disappointed little boy in front of him, Jean Bart responded frankly: "Otherwise, we will have to keep you here forever, as a way of "returning" for what happened before."

Oh my god, this time it has changed from persuading the sisters to reconcile to asking the elder sister to leave the church.

Faced with this dilemma, Yaxu fell silent and naturally did not agree immediately. Instead, he first considered the possibility of escape.

Chapter 834: The Third Week of the Commander's Absence, Royal

At this moment, in the comfortable and noble royal castle, faint murmuring sounds were coming from a boudoir filled with the scent of milk.

"Woo woo~ If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have called my brother-in-law a pervert."

With a lonely and sad tone, Kewei, who was lying on the soft bed, slowly covered himself with the duvet, and then covered himself in it like an ostrich.

Witnessing the whole process of the "Fat Dinosaur" pretending to be dead on the bed, Shengli, the second sister, suddenly walked to the bedside and directly lifted the quilt, completely exposing the terrifying flawless body underneath to the cold air.

"Sister Shengli? What are you doing?"

Seeing this, Kewei, with her cheeks slightly puffed up, couldn't help but kick Shengli lightly at the edge of the bed with her small bare feet, trying to snatch her quilt back.

"Awesome, even if you are lonely, you must maintain a beautiful figure, this is our glorious class aesthetics!"

Seeing Kewei lying there for three days, Shengli knelt down beside the bed angrily and rushed towards Kewei inside: "It is precisely because the commander is not here that we should maintain our beauty. Isn't this our etiquette as wives?"

"So come out and dress up like Sister Guanghui!"

"But, Sister Guanghui looks weird like that too!"

Faced with the admonition of her second sister, Kewei, with puffed up cheeks instantly, raised her soft arm and pointed to Guanghui, who was sitting at the tea table on the terrace in the distance, looking up at the sun in a daze.

"Well……"

After realizing that something was wrong with Guanghui at this moment, Shengli couldn't help but clench his fists and whispered, "No matter what, I won't be depressed."

"Sister Victory."

Kewei gently patted Shengli's white and tender legs as a consolation, and then continued to wrap himself in the quilt into a "fat dinosaur roll".

Although there are videos of Yaxu's daily life in many places in the port area, the longer I watch them, the more I miss the Commander.

at the same time--

Facing the afternoon sun, Aurora, holding a rose bonsai, is walking in a ladylike manner, swaying her light golden hair as she carefully escorts the bonsai.

Since the commander has not returned for a while, many ship girls in their royal camp have begun to give up their so-called refined lives and simply escape by sleeping like the Sakura Empire.

Therefore, after Aurora returned from her shift in the search fleet, she planned to give some rose bonsai that she had cultivated to cheer up the royal ship girls.

Although the absence of the commander would make them feel depressed, Aurora, who has the tenacity of Donghuang, still wants to make everyone happy.

"But, after all, these cannot replace the commander."

Just as Aurora was mumbling to herself towards the rose in her arms, a light figure suddenly walked to her side.

The pure white puffy skirt was decorated with wing shapes, and the ponytails were allowed to hang down on it. Perseus with pink hair and pink eyes walked side by side with Aurora.

"After all, a port without a commander is like a can of pickled herrings. Naturally, everyone will find it unbearable."

Using slightly awkward words, Perseus then whispered to Aurora, "Canned herrings, even with roses added, would still be disgusting."

Looking at Miss Perseus who suddenly appeared, Aurora was slightly stunned and immediately responded politely: "It's really... a very wonderful metaphor, Miss Perseus."

"Hmm, I messed up again (whisper)"

Knowing that his metaphor would only make his colleagues feel strange, Perseus quickly changed the subject and asked, "Aurora, are you planning to give everyone rose bonsai?"

"Well, there's your share, too."

Aurora noticed that Perseus seemed to need company, so she gently lifted the ends of his hair and invited him, "In that case, Perseus, come with me to deliver the flowers, starting with Her Majesty the Queen."

"Thank you."

Feeling the kindness from Aurora, Perseus, with blushing cheeks, also politely thanked her.

After all, ever since Yaxu disappeared, Perseus hasn't had a pleasant chat with other royal ship girls for a long time due to her own communication barriers and shyness.

Therefore, in the face of Aurora's thoughtfulness, Perseus naturally accepted it quickly.

Just as Aurora and Perseus arrived outside the Queen's office on the top floor of the Royal Castle, the monarch, with a frown on his face, happened to walk out.

"monarch?"

Looking at the monarch with a proud figure, Aurora quickly asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Facing Aurora's question, the monarch, who was holding the cane tightly, did not respond, but indifferently stepped out of his black silk thighs and passed by Aurora.

After watching the monarch, who was beginning to become withdrawn again, leave, Perseus sighed and said softly, "Your Majesty has learned to get along with everyone before me, but now he is withdrawn again."

"It's like a flamingo that only has one mate in its life suddenly loses its lover..."

Listening to Perseus's wonderful metaphor, Aurora, who was in a depressed mood, instinctively covered her chest with her hands, and then reminded him solemnly: "Perseus, everyone is actually feeling the same as Miss Monarch right now."

"Sorry, I just..."

After realizing that she had said some strange metaphors again, Perseus immediately closed her lotus feet under her skirt and became uneasy.

Because she had always spoken in this way in front of Yaxu, she couldn't correct this habit in a short period of time.

But this way of speaking does seem a bit impolite for a noble lady like the Royal Ship Girl.

Besides, the commander had helped her to ease the situation and make jokes before.

While Perseus lowered her pretty head sadly, Aurora secretly glanced at Elizabeth's office study.

Then, a silly white queen appeared in her eyes, burying her little head in her soft arms with grievance and lying on the desk.

At the same time, War-weary and Bravely pursed their pink lips and patted the autistic Queen Elizabeth on the shoulder in a comforting manner.

"This is……"

Just as Aurora was worried about Shabai, a clear and elegant voice suddenly came from behind: "As the queen of the royal family, you will naturally feel pressure when facing the questioning of your ministers."

"Miss Belfast!?"

Aurora instinctively turned her head in the direction of the voice, and the perfect and elegant head maid stood beside her quietly.

"Shh~ If you want to give roses, it's better not now."

Belfast tapped her jade finger on her soft lips to remind Aurora.

Then, Belfast looked at the three battle lolis who were feeling very aggrieved inside, and couldn't help but pull the maid's skirt tightly, sighing sincerely.

It seems really ironic. Normally, it is Queen Elizabeth who stays in bed and is lazy as she pleases, leaving all the work on their heads, but now the situation is completely reversed.

Thinking of this, Belfast couldn't help but smile at Aurora and Perseus for the first time in a long time: "It seems that we really can't live without our master."

Today's Royal Family is still working hard.

Chapter 835 New Stickers ~ Initial

"Kid, would you like some donuts?"

On a leisurely afternoon, Dunkirk, wearing a graceful apron, looked at Yaxu at the dining table and gently brought over a plate of icing donuts.

After all, even if Yaxu has not yet agreed to the conditions proposed by Jean Bart, as ship girls, Jean Bart and the others would not bully a "little shota" like him.

Therefore, the Vichy ship girls were taking care of him on behalf of Richelieu and the others.

Yaxu looked at the enthusiastic Dunkirk and nodded politely: "Thank you."

"Hehe~ Brother Yaxu, you are in for a treat. The desserts made by Dunkirk are of such a high standard that they can even satisfy the stomachs of other camps."

After seeing Dunkirk start feeding Yaxu, Algeria couldn't help but smile and sat next to Yaxu, poking Yaxu's face playfully: "Besides, even those hypocritical royal ship girls are no match for Dunkirk~?"

Hmm, this taste does seem to be better than the ones made in Belfast! ?

Feeling the wonderful deliciousness of the donut fruit sauce bursting in his mouth, Yaxu, with his pupils constricted, looked at Dunkirk with some surprise, who was smiling but not saying a word.

You have to know that in the past, when it comes to dim sum, Belfast was unbeatable in his heart, and even the Michelin dessert shops outside could not compare to it.

Is this the level of complete specialization?

However, when Yaxu was slowly savoring the donuts, Dunkirk and Algeria, who had been staring at Yaxu, showed surprised expressions for some reason at the same time.