The time-based admiral of KanColle

I didn’t expect Jean Bart, who spoke so harshly, to “surrender” so quickly after a frank bath with Richelieu.

He had originally thought that Jean Bart would refuse to live together because he still wanted to be independent of Richelieu and prove to Bismarck and the others that he was a Jean Bart battleship no weaker than Richelieu.

As expected, Jean Bart's essence is nothing more than an incurable sister complex.

"Tsk!"

Facing Yaxu's meaningful gaze, Jean Bart, who could roughly guess what Yaxu was thinking, bit his lower lip instantly and began to increase the strength of the table tennis racket in annoyance.

Obviously, she compromised with Richelieu because she didn't want to cause trouble to the commander as a ship girl anymore.

This stupid commander must be thinking that I'm a sister-con who craves intimacy or something like that, damn it!

Peng! ! !

Suddenly, Jean Bart lowered his eyes and suddenly threw the ping-pong ball in front of him, causing it to explode in the air. Then, he gently shook his flaxen ponytail and decisively aimed the ping-pong racket at Yaxu.

"Commander, come fight with me!"

"Huh? Huh?"

Looking at Jean Bart who was obviously angry, Ya Xu with an innocent face was a little confused about the situation, but he still obediently became Jean Bart's opponent to vent his anger.

Seeing this, Richelieu, who knew the reason, of course did not say much, but quietly left the table and made room for Yaxu.

"Ah, ah, charge! Commander! Knock down Sister Jean Bart!"

"That's right, Commander, why don't you use your invincible time ability~?"

Seeing Jean Bart's serious and imposing attitude, Vauquelin and Surcouf, who were not afraid of trouble, immediately started to laugh and make a fuss.

Seeing this, Dunkirk and the others chuckled and gathered around with Joan of Arc and the others to watch the show.

Looking at everyone who started to join in the fun, Richelieu could not help but protect the confused Yaxu with a gentle look, and an alluring smile gradually emerged on his rose-like lips.

May the Commander and everyone in the port area receive God's blessings.

Just as Richelieu put his hands together and began to bless the future in the church custom, Jean Bart, with his beautiful eyes tightly furrowed, suddenly turned to Walkerlin and reminded him: "Wauquelin, help me throw the basketball that can't be exploded over there for the special ball for the ship girls."

"Eh? Wait, Jean Bart, are you really going to deploy all the ship equipment!?"

By the way, let me also pray a little for the current commander.

Looking at Yaxu, who had no idea that Jean Bart had compromised for him, Richelieu quickly tucked the ends of his orange-gold hair behind his ears and then assumed a more pious posture.

I hope the Commander is okay~?

at the same time--

In the dim and quiet Shiranui bedroom, a faint sobbing sound could be heard coming from a cardboard box in the room.

In response to this, Shiranui slowly opened her eyes and couldn't help but sigh as she stood up from the bed. Under her black shoulder-length hair, her face was filled with disdain: "Akashi, Kagero and the others are sleeping in the bedroom next door, don't wake them up."

"So if you want to cry, could you please go to the courtyard and cry?"

"Meow! Shiranui you're going too far meow, please at least show some mercy to Akashi meow!"

"For the sake of the port, Akashi first protected the commander and those precious Siren ship equipment and devices, meow! I couldn't even take care of my own safe and the big red bathtub, meow!"

After being mercilessly criticized by the expressionless Shiranui, the aggrieved Akashi immediately stood up his green velvet hair, quickly popped his little head out of the cardboard box, and looked at Shiranui with tears in his eyes: "Besides, aren't we close business friends and good friends!"

"Oh, no matter what you think of my relationship, if you wake up Yukikaze and the others, I will kick you out with a broom."

"Mmmmm!?"

Looking at Shiranui's deep red eyes, the stunned Akashi suddenly realized at this moment that his cat status was not as good as Shiranui's Kagero-class sister ships.

Thinking of this, Akashi silently crawled out of the cardboard box, then took out a bunch of spare parts and the Sakura Illusion Ball from the ship's equipment space, and began to work overtime under the moonlight.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing this, Shiranui, who was awakened by Akashi, slowly put on a simple kimono, then walked to Akashi's side and knelt down.

"That's right meow, Akashi is going to make a comeback with a new competition and become a rich loli again meow!"

Looking at Akashi, whose cat pupils were once again full of stars, Shiranui, who was stroking the sleeves, could not help but start to attack Akashi mercilessly: "Really? Even if that's the case, isn't it difficult for you to even prepare the prizes now?"

"Hehe~ For a competition like this that's open to the entire port area, Akashi will also ask Ning Hai for public funding assistance, meow!"

"As long as we use the entire port area's money, Akashi can prepare any prize, meow."

Facing Akashi who was shaking his cat ears excitedly, Shiranui suddenly moved closer to Akashi and stared at him with deep eyes: "Then, you can also take some of the public funds of the port area. Are you going to become the rich loli again?"

"If you do this, Miss Ning Hai will beat you up with Donghuang Kung Fu."

Hearing this, Akashi, who had a dazed look on his face, instantly waved his yellow and white sleeves and shook his head nervously: "Meow meow meow! How can you slander Akashi like this!?"

"Akashi has even prepared the first day's events. First there's the sleeping competition, and then there's the single-boat duel competition between the different camps, meow!"

"Oh, but you really won't use the excuse that 'the injured Akashi needs Minato's public funds as compensation' and then secretly take some of Minato's money and build a new big bathtub filled with red spikes?"

"No way! What bad intentions can a cat have, meow!?"

Chapter 937 The Vicious Dream is Over

The next morning, clear sunlight continued to shine into the church's prayer hall from outside the church's stained glass windows.

At this moment, Richelieu, bathed in light, was facing the main hall, standing behind the prayer altar and praying in a sophisticated manner.

"Another new sunrise has arrived. May today's commander and everyone in the port area spend this day peacefully and quietly."

Richelieu quickly opened his eyes amidst the soothing and sincere prayers, his bright pink pupils filled with joy.

Yes, Richelieu was in a particularly good mood today.

After all, after experiencing so much suffering, Jean Bart and his friends who had "run away from home" finally returned to the Iris Church.

"Ah, this is really a reassuring scene."

Just as Richelieu finished his daily prayer, Dunkirk, who had been standing far away and had not come to disturb him, stepped forward at the right time and greeted Richelieu with a smile: "Good morning, Lord Richelieu."

Seeing Dunkirk coming over with an apron on, Richelieu nodded slightly and responded gently, "Good morning. It looks like we'll have to trouble you to prepare breakfast for us again, Dunkirk."

"There is no need for such awkward conversation between us, Monsieur Richelieu."

After winking at Richelieu teasingly, Dunkirk stopped chatting with Richelieu and went to prepare breakfast happily while humming a little tune.

Because except for Jean Bart who had an inexplicably cold face, all the ship girls of the Vichy Church were sincerely happy to be able to live with the ship girl Iris again.

Speaking of which, their girl, Evil, seems a little depressed, which is really strange. It turns out that Evil used to like visiting Iris Church very much.

Thinking back to the vicious expression she had just seen, Dunkirk couldn't help but tilt her head in confusion.

But now is not the time to worry about viciousness. With so many guests coming today, she has to quickly prepare breakfast that suits the tastes of other camps.

Half an hour later——

"Well, let me discuss the matter of the Port District Competition."

In the well-organized Iris conference room, after enjoying the breakfast prepared by Dunkirk, Chapayev and the others took out the commission arrangements in the nearest port area and prepared for today's secretarial work.

However, Evil, who was sitting next to Z23 at this time, was sitting on the bench with a dazed look on his face, as if he could not accept the current situation.

Why did things turn out like this?

After Jean Bart compromised, all the ship girls of the Vichy Church could live in the Iris Church. In this way, she could trick her dearest sister into supporting her for the rest of her life (so real).

Coupled with the explosion at the Admiral's Mansion, she could have a perfect vacation this week just as she pleased.

So with this double joy, why does she still work here!?

Almighty Iris God, could you please make their church explode suddenly...

Looking at Shokaku and the others who had been transferred to the church to work, Evil's dazzling white cross eyes gradually filled with tears of grievance.

"Miss Vicious?"

After noticing Evil's strange behavior, the diligent and serious Z23 quickly asked Evil with concern: "If you have any questions, you can always come to me for help."

"Although there isn't much official business in the port area, there are still some things that need attention."

"So, if you have any trouble, I can help you."

Maintaining the unique intimacy between lolis, Z23 smoothed the ends of her brown hair, stretched out her little head and began to look at the documents in front of Evil.

"Eh? Miss Vicious, you haven't started yet!?"

Can you just come and help me finish all the work? I will lie on the sofa and pray for you silently.

Seeing Z23 who was stunned for a moment, Evil faced red and felt too embarrassed to continue slacking off. Instead, he hurriedly picked up the document and began to read it.

Unlike the viciousness of a shattered dream, Yaxu quickly began to get into the state.

"According to Akashi's arrangement, this competition has many different events, and different winning points can be exchanged for different rewards."

With his legs in black silk stockings shining with flesh, King George V of England, after reading the official documents about the competition, could not help but take out his communication watch with a playful look, turned on the light screen and handed it to Yaxu: "And these prizes are quite interesting, Commander."

"Let me see."

After taking the watch handed over by King George V of England, Yaxu also took a quick look at the reward list that had appeared in the Hong Kong forum.

Unlike the previous prizes which were distributed according to ranking, this time the rewards are all for redemption.

In addition to those plain supplies and red-pointed prizes, there are also some prizes that look very strange.

[Commander's All-Satisfaction Coupon: Use this coupon and the Commander can satisfy you with anything meow! Don't worry about the Commander rejecting you meow, because it has the Commander's autograph meow (justified)! ]

[Commander's Secret Love Letter: This is a love letter the Commander received in elementary school, so it has a good commemorative meaning, meow. Of course, you can also try to use it to threaten the Commander, meow!]

[Akashi commissioned production ticket: You can ask Akashi to make something for you meow, anything meow~?]

[Free food and drink coupons for the Hong Kong area: Please send the bill to Miss Ning Hai of Donghuang meow, this is a public fund prize meow. ]

What kind of messed up rewards are these!

After taking a quick look at some of the prizes above, Yaxu quickly revealed an expression of "as expected".

"Haha, apart from this, some of the competition contents are extra fun."

Looking at the helpless Yaxu, Xianghe beside her couldn't help but smile and rubbed Yaxu's thigh with his delicate feet from under the table, then pointed at the light screen expectantly and said: "For example, the competition allows us ship girls to make bets privately."

"So I'm going to make a bet with Akagi-senpai and let her call me Shokaku-sama for a week!"

After saying that, Shokaku held her cheeks and couldn't help but let out a chuckle. She began to imagine Akagi kneeling with a humiliated look on her face and calling her "Shokaku-sama".

"Sleeping Contest and Duel Contest, are these the contents of the first round of the competition?"

After discussing the competition schedule with Shangri-La for a while, Yaxu couldn't help but smile and mutter to himself: "I won't participate in the sleeping competition, but I also want to sign up for this duel competition."

"Hey? Commander, are you going to participate too?!"

Hearing this, Chapayev and the others who were discussing the matter looked at Yaxu in surprise.

"Because this duel competition stipulates that you ship girls can only fight in close combat, so it's just right for me, isn't it?"

Facing the doubts of the secretaries, Yaxu straightened his back while coughing lightly, and said jokingly and proudly: "Don't forget, I often exercise in White Eagle. I have learned the archery of White Eagle, the martial arts of Donghuang, the swordsmanship of Chongying and the royal family."

"So even if I can't use my abilities, I can still play with everyone."

Stare~~~

Looking at Yaxu who folded his hands and nodded, expecting nothing more, King George V of England and the others looked at each other in bewilderment, and for a moment they did not know how to say anything to attack the commander.

Well~ Although even the ship girls can easily get hurt in this kind of intense close combat, I believe that commanders still can't bear to fight seriously.

"Well, please go back and help distribute the brochures so that everyone can decide who will participate in the competition. Although there is no limit on the number of participants in the strange sleeping competition, there is still a limit on the number of participants in the duel competition."

Finally, he gave the closing remarks as the commander, and King George V of England and the others, who had finished their work long ago, stood up and waved goodbye to Yaxu affectionately.

"Will you come and play with our Royal Family later~?"

"But according to the order in which the commander appeared in the port area, it should be our Northern Alliance's turn."

"Ah? This way the commander will be drunk and laid up in your Northern League dormitory area. This is not worth it."

As King George V of England and the others walked away, talking and laughing, Vicious, biting her pink lips, continued to do her secretarial work with a look of grievance on her face.

As the secretary ship representing the Vichy Church, she had to arrange for the Vichy Church's shipgirls to sail at a time that was not related to the competition, and she also had to consider other miscellaneous matters, so she was unusually busy.

"Well, it seems that Miss Lexington and her friends from White Eagle are going to hold a concert on that day, so we can't handle the requests for companionship and exercise invitations. Miss Vicious, you should change the time."

"Ugh, wuwu~~~"

Under Z23's tireless and friendly correction, the red-faced Evil finally couldn't help but cover her face.

Seeing this, Joan of Arc, who had finished her work early, hurriedly sat on the other side of the vicious woman and thanked the kind-hearted Z23, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, Miss Z23, but let me be responsible for supervising her from now on."

"Then... I'll leave it to you, Sister Jeanne."