The time-based admiral of KanColle

"Warning, abnormally high temperature, requesting inspection--"

What on earth is this kid thinking about?

Looking at Gascoigne who was standing there talking to herself, the Prince of Wales shrugged his shoulders and raised his rapier again, reminding Gascoigne: "Well, let's continue the game, Miss Gascoigne."

However, in the face of Wales's reminder, the shaky Gascony suddenly fell down and responded cutely: "Gasconi, I accidentally fell down (read)"

So the next second, because Gascoigne was lying down, Akashi quickly announced the result of the game.

[Miss Gascogne’s feet have landed, meow, so it’s the Prince of Wales’ victory, meow! ! ! ]

"This can be considered... an unfair victory."

Looking at Gascony who was inexplicably unable to rise again, the Prince of Wales could not help but smile, turned around and walked off the stage.

After all, if the fight continued, she would be no match for Gascony.

[Very good, meow. Now we enter the finals, meow!]

[The four ship girls who stayed at the end were Miss Warspite and Miss Wales from the Royal Family, Miss Kaohsiung from Sakura Empire, and Miss Emperor from Iron Blood, meow! ]

Seeing that the competition was finally coming to an end, Yaxu quietly took out a pen and paper and prepared to rehearse how to write a love letter.

It has to be non-repetitive but also have different characteristics. Considering that he has to write for hundreds of ship girls, this is a task with a daunting workload.

Chapter 952: The Iron-Blooded Ship Girl Eats Alone!!!

[Finally, this competition has reached the most crucial moment, meow! ]

[The remaining Miss War Spite, Miss Wales, Miss Kaohsiung, and Miss Great Emperor, meow, they will decide the final winner, meow! ]

With cute green velvet cat ears swinging, Akashi, holding the microphone, is still enjoying being the host cat.

Seeing this, Shiranui on the side threatened Akashi expressionlessly: "Hurry up and announce the start, because the quilts that are drying in the yard have not been collected yet, so I have to go back early today."

Listening to Shiranui's suggestion, Akashi couldn't help but puff up her cheeks slightly. After all, she was still hoping that the ship girls in the audience seats would ask the surrounding command cats to buy some snacks and drinks.

"By the way, that bed is the one you're going to sleep on tonight."

[Anyway, anyway, since both Warspite and Wales are Royal Navy girls, the first match will be between Warspite and Kaohsiung!]

Hearing Akashi's suddenly anxious announcement, War-Yan and Kaohsiung immediately stepped onto the ring and looked at each other.

Immediately afterwards, Akashi also announced the special rules for this round.

[The special rule for this round is that the deployment of ship equipment is allowed, but the use of ship guns is prohibited! 】

As this rule was spoken, the female Kitchen God, dressed in a cute nurse's uniform and a cherry-colored robe, quickly rushed to the side of the ring, ready to provide assistance at any time.

After all, after deploying the ship suit, the strength of the ship girls' bodies will be enhanced to the level of the battleship, so it will be inconvenient for them to control their strength to avoid hurting the opponent.

Immediately afterwards, Warspite and Kaohsiung quickly deployed each other's ship equipment.

Letting the ponytail tied with a white bow sway with the momentum, Kaohsiung stepped directly on the beautiful feet wrapped in black stockings, creating a large crack on the stage below.

Because she was aware of the power difference between a heavy cruiser and a battleship, she had to fight quickly and decisively.

With his bright yellow eyes slightly lowered, Kaohsiung, holding the sword, did not hesitate at all. He ran around War-weary with his slender and plump legs, wanting to attack from the side.

In response to this, Yan Zhan, who seemed to be at ease, couldn't help but pursed her lips, and a smile that was exclusive to an "old lady" appeared on her young face.

"Well done, junior. Your movements are very sharp and decisive."

With admiration for Kaohsiung, the serious War-weary quickly inserted the Royal Sword in his hand into the ring, and raised his pink lips in a cute arc: "Unfortunately, no matter how good the skills are, there is still a limit, just like what Miss Ninghai did to Miss Dadi!"

Along with War-Yan's loli-like cute cry, a symmetrical battleship outfit unfolded behind War-Yan.

"Reconstruction mode..."

Under the barely perceptible murmur, War-weary, who had decided to go all out, naturally did not hold back, but under the cover of colorful light, she activated the transformation mode that only some ship girls could use.

In an instant, the royal knight uniform on Yan Zhan's petite body added a bit of handsome red color, and her legs were also specially added with flesh-colored white over-the-knee socks.

For the eternally youthful ship girls, transformation mode may be their only way to change their body shape.

Unfortunately, however, apart from making her grow a few centimeters taller, according to Yaxu's personal measurement, the little pudding on Yanzhan's chest did not grow much under the transformation mode, and it is still pink and flat.

By the way, the strawberries on the pudding will also become more rosy.

Admiring the transformed Warspite, Yaxu suddenly nodded with emotion in front of Richelieu's confused expression.

"Come on, Miss Kaohsiung!"

"Well!"

Facing the imposing royal broadsword of War-weary, Kaohsiung remained calm and focused and quickly used his outstanding skills to deflect the heavy broadsword with his katana.

However, Kaohsiung, with her beautiful eyes furrowed, did not pursue the victory, but took a few steps back decisively.

Hands, are your hands numb from the shock?

Looking down at his own soft arms that could not stop trembling, Kaohsiung clenched his teeth and couldn't help but look at the War-weary man opposite him with fear.

Seeing this, War-weary raised his neck with a hint of pride: "Don't be constrained by the so-called limit. The legend of the unsinkable is not in vain~?"

"What an exaggerated force."

Feeling the power gap between the two sides, Kaohsiung couldn't help but turn around and look at Frederick the Great, who was smiling and rubbing the back of Yaxu's head with his big breasts not far away.

A rope can saw through wood and water can wear away a stone. Can her daily unremitting training really help her defeat these monsters?

A few minutes later, Kaohsiung, who was unable to lift his arms, was knocked off the ring by War-weary with a big sword.

Seeing this, Yaxu hurriedly stopped and caught Kaohsiung who was falling on the left side of the ring.

[Meow~ What a loving couple, meow. However, this round of competition is won by Miss Warspite, meow! You are truly a royal legend, meow!]

"Well, I lost."

Seeing Yaxu coming over to catch her, Kaohsiung couldn't help but blush and turned her head away, a little afraid to look at Yaxu: "Sorry, I look really bad, don't I?"

"That's too much, Sister Kaohsiung."

"Well, come to think of it, Commander, you are used to addressing me as Sister Kaohsiung."

Hearing Yaxu's special name for Kaohsiung, Yanzhan, who jumped down from the ring later, couldn't help but look at Kaohsiung with some envy. After all, she also hoped that the commander would call her sister Yanzhan with longing.

Unfortunately, due to her loli-like body, this wish could not be realized. Even if she asked Yaxu to shout, the tone was that of coaxing a little loli.

"This is a habit I developed in the past, and so does Sister Atago."

"Before..."

Seeing Yaxu and Kaohsiung looking at each other in tacit understanding, the married ship, who knew Yaxu's past war-weariness, could not help but sit on the edge of the ring and swing her tender legs, looking at Kaohsiung with increasing envy: "That's great, I'm not like Miss Kaohsiung who can sympathize with the commander's difficult past."

"I can only listen to the commander's oral account of the past."

Facing Yan Zhan's sincere envy, Kaohsiung lowered her pretty head and murmured meaningfully: "This is actually not a good thing, Miss Yan Zhan."

Hardships in the past?

Looking at Kaohsiung and Atago chatting with each other below, Jean Bart couldn't help but frowned slightly in confusion, and couldn't help turning his head to the iron-blooded audience next to him and said coldly: "Hey, have you ever "abused" him before?"

I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!

Faced with Jean Bart's sudden questioning and the subtle glances of the Vichy ship girls, Bismarck, who was inexplicably suspected, instinctively flickered her eyes and quickly shook her head at Jean Bart who was staring at her.

I wonder if it’s because of their reputation for being iron-blooded that the first people that come to mind when talking about abusing commanders are them.

"How could we possibly abuse the commander? We, Ironblood, became the commander's shipgirls after the Northern Alliance."

Letting his dark golden hair fall between his breasts, the dignified and majestic Bismarck quickly and sternly rejected Jean Bart's questions.

However, at this moment, Tirpitz on the side suddenly raised her slender thighs in white velvet boots, and a subtle expression appeared on her cold and beautiful face: "But... Sister, when you turned into a siren before, you did bombard the commander with weapons."

"I heard that you exploded and sank into the sea, and it was the commander who brought the U-556 to dive and retrieve you."

"..."

Hearing Tirpitz's reminder, Bismarck, who was originally full of dignity, couldn't help blushing.

U-556, who was sitting in Bismarck's arms, hurriedly shook her sky-blue twin ponytails and angrily waved her hands at Jean Bart who was not far away: "It's just that my elder sister used to be a rival of the commander, so she fought with the commander. That's not abuse!"

"Huh~ Ridiculous, you actually beat up the commander."

Hearing this, Jean Bart immediately glanced at Bismarck with disdain, causing Bismarck to frown and retort: ​​"Hasn't your Vichy shipgirl kidnapped a shrunken commander before?"

"So what? You know, we've never beaten up the commander, unlike you guys."

"Tsk!"

Looking at the indifferent pirate lady, Bismarck couldn't help but clench his fists slightly.

After all, apart from the secluded Donghuang, there are also the Northern Union, Free Iris and Vichy Church, which have left this port area. These camps are all unhappy with humans because they are often disturbed.

"Ah, you misunderstood, simple-minded pirate lady."

Just as Bismarck was thinking about how to refute Jean Bart, Prince Eugen, who had been quietly sucking his fingers, finally took the initiative to help Bismarck fight back: "You ship girls who joined the port later, don't make judgments without understanding the situation~?"

With a charming smile on his face, Prince Eugen held up his cheeks and smiled meaningfully at Jean Bart, "If you really care about these things, Jean Bart, you can go ask the commander."

"Or, go find Miss Hatred, our Iron-Blooded one, and borrow the Akashi glasses that are specially made for the commander."

Prince Eugen, who had two red highlights on the ends of his silver-white hair and was playing with the hair between his ears, suddenly turned around and looked at Count Zeppelin, who had been resting with his eyes closed.

After all, Count Zeppelin only watched for a short while when the Commander was playing, and was in a daze the rest of the time.

"I've heard of these fun glasses that are said to be able to see into the commander's heart!"

"That's right, but I heard from Little Bear that the glasses have been given to Count Zeppelin."

Looking at Heinrich's excited face, Prince Eugen encouraged him playfully, "Even a wedding ship like my sister would be tempted by that kind of thing."

"Miss Zeppelin, lend it to me for fun! I can lend you the "Little Iron" to play with."

"I reject."

After saying this, Count Zeppelin frowned and snorted coldly. She straightened her graceful figure and pointed her tall breasts at Prince Eugen and Heinrich and said, "Because of his hateful past, only I am qualified to experience it!"

"Well, Zeppelin, don't be so stingy!"

With the ear-shaped hair accessories on his head swinging, Heinrich, with his natural temperament, quickly moved closer to Count Zeppelin, and his chest, which was half exposed, pressed against Zeppelin's soft shoulders.

However, Heinrich's special skill that could make Yaxu submit every time had no effect on Zeppelin. Count Zeppelin simply slapped Heinrich's breasts with his soft hands with a cold face.

"Ah~ Am I hated?"

"Hehe, it looks like someone wants to completely occupy the commander's past time."

Seeing Heinrich being excluded by Count Zeppelin, Peter Strasser, who was nominally Count Zeppelin's sister, gently supported her cane with her hands and joked to Zeppelin: "You are eating alone, Zeppelin."

"None of your business, Peter."

Count Zeppelin, who was holding up the most prominent breasts in Iron Blood, also did not have a good face towards Strasser, but rejected him coldly: "Those belong to me and the commander."

"You are so greedy that you want to take up all the Commander's time."

Regarding this cold sister's behavior of eating alone, Strasser could only mock her intentionally or unintentionally: "It seems that you are more interested in being a wife than destroying the world."

"Sister Zeppelin is a selfish bastard!"

"I want to play with those glasses, too!"

"Little Zeppelin, could you go and get those glasses secretly?"

"You want me to go? Well, I haven't eaten enough, so let's go another day (with confidence)!"

As they spoke, some of the iron-blooded little ship girls couldn't help but puff up their cheeks and look at Count Zeppelin.

Faced with the starry-eyed attacks of the little ship girls, Count Zeppelin did not waver at all, but bluntly reminded them: "That kind of hatred is not something you little lolis can look at."

[Next up is the turn of the royal Miss Wales and the iron-blooded Miss Emperor, meow! ]

Following Akashi's subsequent pronouncement, the Prince of Wales and Frederick the Great leisurely stepped onto the ring.

It seems that she has encountered a formidable monster this time.

Looking at Frederick the Great, who had a dark and charming temperament across from him, the Prince of Wales could not help but sigh helplessly.

After all, this ridiculously powerful Dark Madonna is more suitable for her small old lady to deal with.

Frederick the Great, who looked calm and composed as he walked with his black stockings, quickly narrowed his dark golden eyes and took the initiative to say softly to the Prince of Wales, "Wales, is your purpose in participating in the competition to get your child to write a love letter? That's a good idea~?"

"Oh?"

With graceful steps, the Prince of Wales could not help but ask tentatively: "In this case, Miss Emperor, can you hold back a little?"

"No."