The time-based admiral of KanColle

Considering that she still had to go patrolling around the port area with Z24 and the others, Z23 blushed as she touched Yaxu's hand not far away, then quickly picked up the book and left.

"commander……"

When the serious Z23 walked away, Evil could not help but lie on the table and looked eagerly at Yaxu who was reading the newspaper: "Jin, I worked very hard today, so can you come and help..."

"Vicious, how dare you throw the job to the commander!"

Listening to Evil's shameless speech, Joan of Arc bit her lower lip and quickly tapped Evil's little head, then held up her chest and educated Evil seriously: "Even if you have broken away from Lord Richelieu, you must remember the elegant teachings of our Free Iris in your hearts, so..."

However, before Joan of Arc could finish her words, Yaxu came over, hugged Evil in his arms, and helped with the work.

"Finger, Commander! How could you indulge her in being so vicious!?"

Facing Joan of Arc's frowning questioning, Yaxu turned his head away guiltily.

There was no way. When he saw Loli's starry eyes attacking, he was unable to resist.

"Thank you, Commander!"

She relaxed her silver-white hair against Yaxu's arms, and soon revealed a joyful smile.

At this time, Evil finally had the opportunity to take a good look at the competition.

Sleeping contest?

Suddenly, after seeing something about the sleeping contest, Evil instantly showed an excited expression.

Although she is lazy and likes to slack off, she is still very confident about sleeping.

If she only won the points for first place, she might be able to exchange it for a Commander's Everything Satisfaction Coupon and happily take a month's vacation!

Thinking of this, Evil couldn't help but shake her tender legs between Yaxu's thighs, raised her hands, and happily asked Yaxu: "Commander, I want to sign up for the sleeping competition!"

I don't think Jean Bart and the others will argue with you.

Sensing Evil's general thoughts, Yaxu touched Evil's little head comfortingly.

After all, even though a sleeping competition sounds outrageous, to be honest, there are still many ship girls in the port who are keen on sleeping.

The confused and intellectual sleeping fox fairy, Shinano, the daily napping Yubari, as well as Lafite, Nicholas, Nagashima and others, viciousness may not necessarily win the first place.

However, at noon, the originally cheerful Vicious turned back into a cute Loli.

"Vicious, please let you and Gascogne participate in this duel competition on behalf of the Vichy Church."

"Hey, wait! Aren't there Algeria and the others?"

At the lunch table, listening to what Jean Bart and the others said, Vicious suddenly stretched out her little hand in panic and pointed at La Galissonnière and Algeria who were sitting next to her.

La Galissonnière, who is keen on destroying enemies with a giant axe, and Algeria, who is good at using a knight's hammer, these two big sisters are obviously much more powerful than her, a loli!

"Sorry, I heard there are some cute conductor cats in the audience who will serve as waiters, so I won't be joining you, sis."

Holding her huge breasts with her soft arms, Algeria couldn't help but glance at the viciousness with sympathy: "And Jean Bart is not good at using weapons, so I'll leave it to you."

"Well, Sister La Galissonnière..."

"Ah, I'm not very measured when it comes to hitting you, and I hate competitions with rules and restrictions, so I'm going to trouble you, you little evildoer."

Listening to Algeria's words of rejection, Evil couldn't help but stand there in a daze.

Although there is no conflict in time between the sleeping competition and the duel competition, but... she doesn't want to fight fiercely with the ship girls from other camps!

No, there is no other way. Just find a reason to surrender when the time comes!

Just as Evil was planning something rude, Richelieu, who was driven to another table by Jean Bart, suddenly asked Yaxu: "Um, Commander, can you come with me?"

"of course."

Hearing this, Yaxu immediately followed the elegant Richelieu out of the restaurant.

Richelieu, with a slightly flushed face, formally expressed his gratitude to Yaxu: "Because the matter of Jean Bart has troubled the commander for so long, I want to try to repay you, commander. May I ask... is there anything you want?"

Return?

Church, Saint, Commander, Gratitude.

Ahem, it turns out that when these words are combined together, there is an inexplicable sense of guilt.

Looking at Richelieu, who was full of holiness, elegance and charm, Yaxu couldn't help but avoid Richelieu's gaze.

Of course, as an upright commander, how could he say anything rude?

"Just give me some cookies you made yourself, Sister Richelieu."

"But……"

Chapter 938 Richelieu wants to repay his kindness with a sticker~?

"Commander, are you sure... you just want some cookies?"

"To be more precise, I want the cookies you made yourself, Richelieu."

Leaning against the corridor outside the church restaurant, Yaxu immediately reminded Richelieu seriously: "By the way, I want to eat matcha flavored cookies. If possible, please make me a cup of milk tea."

"But isn't this kind of reward a little insincere? Besides, with my incompetent cooking skills, I'm afraid I can't please you, Commander."

"Richelieu, the ship girl doesn't need to be grateful to her commander."

Looking at Richelieu who always adhered to the so-called etiquette of the bishop and was determined to repay him, Yaxu couldn't help but reach out his hand affectionately and flicked Richelieu's forehead lightly, imitating Jean Bart's previous practice: "Besides, this is my job, isn't it?"

As Yaxu tapped gently, a blush gradually appeared on Richelieu's sensitive forehead, which was as delicate as a baby's. Yaxu felt a little embarrassed and touched Richelieu's forehead with his hand.

"Ahem, anyway, I don't want anything. If you really feel uneasy, Richelieu, you can give me a fishing rod."

After saying this, while Richelieu was stunned, Yaxu, feeling guilty, hurried back to the church restaurant to have lunch.

Compared to the joy she felt when Jean Bart flicked her forehead, at this moment Richelieu held up her chest with a blush and then sighed slightly.

For a cardinal who believes in noble doctrines, repaying favors has become a habit that is almost obsessive.

So even if Yaxu is their commander, Richelieu hopes to make the commander happy in his own way.

After all, she had been shouldering the commander's favor since the Orsay region, and had even managed to get her family's Jean Bart to return to the Iris Church successfully.

However, when Richelieu really wanted to repay the commander, she realized that she didn't even seem to know the commander's preferences.

"It seems that I am really an unqualified ship girl."

After realizing her ignorance of Yaxu, the elegant Richelieu couldn't help but frowned, then returned to the restaurant and continued to enjoy lunch with Surcouf and the others who were chatting and laughing.

After the warm lunch time was over, Richelieu, with a determined attitude, quickly took the initiative to walk into the kitchen while Dunkirk was cleaning the dishes in the kitchen.

"Dunkirk, could you please teach me how to make delicious matcha cookies? I'd also like to ask you for the recipe of milk tea."

"Ugh?"

Faced with Richelieu's sudden request, Dunkirk, who was slightly stunned for a moment, turned around with a smile and playfully winked at Richelieu with his scarlet eyes: "Master Richelieu, Jean Bart prefers drinking and eating meat to milk tea and cookies."

"No, I want to make it for the commander..."

Seeing Dunkirk obviously misunderstood something, Richelieu directly confessed to Dunkirk: "I want to make the commander happy and repay the favor."

"So, Dunkirk, can you teach me the methods and steps of making these desserts in detail?"

After saying this, Richelieu, who was wearing the red and white church robe, immediately tied an apron and took off the golden sleeves that symbolized nobility, revealing his delicate and tender white hands.

Then, Richelieu said nothing more, but silently stepped forward to help Dunkirk clean the dishes.

Perhaps she would appear clumsy and hesitant when faced with the complicated sisterly relationship with Jean Bart, but when faced with other serious matters, Richelieu certainly still had the responsibility and awareness as the flagship of Iris!

Although the noble cardinal seemed a little ethereal, Richelieu knew clearly what she needed to do now.

"Really? Do you want to make the commander happy?"

After Dunkirk realized Richelieu's feelings, the corners of his lips unconsciously rose a little.

Then, the warm and gentle Dunkirk quickened his movements and gently joked to Richelieu beside him: "Although desserts can make people feel happy, as a gift in return, don't they lack some thoughtfulness?"

"I'm sorry, because I don't know what the commander wants."

Listening to Dunkirk's suggestion, Richelieu couldn't help but pursed his lips and confided to Dunkirk in a slightly lonely tone: "Although I specifically asked the commander if there was anything he wanted, but..."

"He said no, and asked you to make some matcha flavored cookies for him, right?"

After hearing this, Dunkirk naturally understood the general situation.

So, after Dunkirk slowly put the washed dishes into the cupboard, he couldn't help but cup his cheeks with his hands and said with a sincere sigh: "After all, our commander is different from most people in the outside world. He doesn't care about fame and fortune, and has a calmness that doesn't match his young appearance."

"Ah."

Hearing Dunkirk's praise for Yaxu, Richelieu immediately nodded in agreement.

After all, their commander had eliminated the giant sea monster that could create the black fog, freeing the long-occupied Osay region from isolation from the outside world.

However, even in the face of such an achievement that could be recorded in textbooks, the commander did not seem to care much.

Therefore, feeling helpless, Miss Bismarck still rejected all invitations from the outside world on behalf of Yaxu in order to fulfill her husband's marriage obligations.

Even if other areas outside would sometimes send people to their port area to inquire about the situation, they would all be stopped outside by the "kind" aircraft and naval guns of the big sisters in the port area.

After sighing with Richelieu about Yaxu's character, Dunkirk also said to Richelieu meaningfully: "Speaking of which, I also asked Miss Belfast of the Royal Family about the commander's preferences before."

"The head maid of the royal family? So you two have become friends."

"Well, originally we were just exchanging experiences in making desserts, and because she and I got along well, we naturally became friends."

Seeing that Richelieu was a little surprised that she would make friends with the Royal Navy ship girl, Dunkirk, as the Vichy ship girl, quickly explained: "At that time, everyone was helpless, so I don't mean to blame the Royal Navy ship girl."

"Of course, please don't tell Jean Bart about this, Mr. Richelieu~?"

"So……"

Blinking his beautiful pink eyes, Richelieu quickly cast an expectant look at Dunkirk, who was keeping things a secret: "What exactly does the commander like?"

"Ms. Befa said that the commander really likes our bodies. To put it simply, they are so astringent (violent words)!"

"Ugh?"

Looking at Dunkirk who had a playful expression on his face, Richelieu, with a slightly flushed cheek, quickly shook his head, then frowned and began to defend Kia Xu seriously: "Dunkirk, please don't make such a joke."

"The commander is polite and sensible. Even when he turned into a child, he maintained a polite attitude."

"Lord Richelieu, you misunderstood. I am not calling him a shy commander. It's just that relatively speaking, the commander really likes to be close to us, the ship girl."

Smiling at Richelieu who was hastily speaking for Yaxu, Dunkirk quickly tapped her red lips and continued to explain to Richelieu: "Master Richelieu, haven't you noticed? The commander has almost abandoned all his life in the outside world and is concentrating on living with us here in the port facing the sea."

"I heard from Miss Belfast that because of the Commander's unspeakable past, the Commander's favorite thing is to get along with us, the ship girls."

"So I think that as long as you, Lord Richelieu, provide the commander with some lap service or help him clean his ears with cotton swabs, it will be enough to make him happy."

Dunkirk patiently gave Richelieu advice, and with a smile in her beautiful eyes, she suddenly hinted to Richelieu in a slightly charming voice: "Of course, Lord Richelieu, you can also "go one step further", but this matter depends on the commander and your own wishes."

"Ugh (blush)!"

After listening to Dunkirk's suggestions, Richelieu, whose eyes were wandering, of course also heard the hidden meaning of Dunkirk's words.

Although this way of repaying others sounds a bit strange, she is not a young loli or girl after all, but a tall older sister.

So she wasn't too shy to show intimacy to the commander.

Besides, the help and kindness given to her by the current commander cannot be repaid simply by the port area's performance.

Therefore, it was her duty to compensate the commander in this extra way.

"Then let me teach you, Master Richelieu, how to make cookies. This is a precious recipe that I created."

"please."

Showing respect to Dunkirk, her pastry chef, Richelieu immediately began to learn from him seriously.

at the same time--

"Paji~Paji~"

As the sound of crisp potato chips rang out in the room, Evil was lying on Kaixuan's bed reading comics as usual, lazily enjoying the leisurely afternoon.

"Well, sister, you are so naughty, come and practice sword with me."

Looking at the limp Evil, Kaixuan, who was standing beside the bed, couldn't help but remind Evil worriedly: "Since Sister Evil and I are both going to participate in the duel competition, let's practice together."

"Sorry, now is the time when even gods need to rest, so even if Kaixuan forces me to work, I will definitely not work hard."

With her pink face slightly raised, Vicious immediately and seriously reminded Kaixuan beside her: "And Kaixuan, you are fighting on behalf of Free Iris, while I am fighting on behalf of the Vichy Church."

"So we are rivals now, and I will not help my rival practice sword skills!"

After righteously rejecting Kaixuan's invitation, the lying Evil couldn't help shaking her tender little legs and continued to read the comic book happily.