The time-based admiral of KanColle

However, in response to Bismarck's kind advice, Jean Bart calmly put his long legs on the coffee table and immediately refused: "I don't intend to block her, because what she said is the truth after all."

"Jean Bart..."

Seeing this, Richelieu, as Jean Bart's elder sister, instantly realized what was on Jean Bart's mind, and ripples of worry appeared in her azalea-colored eyes.

"Don't think too much. I just think that Iris and Vichy are far behind them."

"And Atago can help me understand a little more about the commander."

After revealing his plan to Richelieu, Jean Bart said no more, but quickly raised his neck and looked at the two aloof-looking men, Enterprise and Bismarck, on both sides.

"How about we talk about the Commander."

After saying this, Jean Bart did not wait for Enterprise and Bismarck to respond, but slightly opened his soft and rosy red lips and took the lead to say: "The commander sent me a love letter before, which contained some interesting love words."

"I think you guys are the same, right?"

"so what."

After recalling the contents of his love letter, Bismarck couldn't help but tremble his eyelashes, and the pair of beautiful legs wrapped in black velvet stockings under him slowly came together.

At the same time, Qiye also pursed her cherry lips, and her clear purple eyes were filled with a slight glance.

Then Enterprise glanced at Bismarck and Jean Bart with mixed feelings.

Although she didn't know what requests Yaxu had made to others, facing the commander's awkward request to watch her pole dancing, she just... tried her best.

However, due to her heroic and calm character, she failed completely.

Qiye thought about how she had stretched her body against the steel pipe, not daring to move at all, and her face turned alluringly red. She then pulled down her White Eagle military cap in embarrassment.

After all, there are some "advanced" skills that she is destined to never be able to learn in her lifetime.

Fortunately, Yaxu's so-called request was just a joke in the letter, and he never mentioned the love letter to her again.

But in this case, has she failed the commander's expectations?

There was a hint of guilt on her delicate face, and Enterprise and Bismarck couldn't help but sigh at the same time.

"Haha, it looks like you guys are the same."

Hearing the sighs of Enterprise and Bismarck, Jean Bart slowly turned the wine glass in his hand, and then showed a straightforward smile: "The cold pirate lady, the dignified and rigorous Persian cat, and the heroic white eagle..."

"They are indeed not as good as the foxes in the Sakura Empire at pleasing the Commander, aren't they?"

"Is this what you are worried about?"

Hearing Jean Bart's comment, the Persian cat with her beautiful eyes furrowed immediately straightened her plump figure, stood up quickly, and then looked down at Jean Bart condescendingly.

"When did the criteria for measuring feelings for the commander become these?"

"Hmph~ Look at the elder sister next to me who has long "abandoned" her younger sister!"

As he said this, Jean Bart snorted coldly and looked at Richelieu beside him.

With an elegant and leisurely posture, Richelieu was quietly tasting red wine at this time and did not participate in the discussion.

Faced with Richelieu's relaxed attitude, Enterprise and Bismarck seemed to realize something in an instant.

She... fulfilled the joking request in her love letter?

"Sister, what is the content of your love letter?"

Seeing Richelieu's look like a bystander, Jean Bart frowned and immediately pulled up the orange-red stockings on Richelieu's legs, then let go and let the elastic stockings bounce back.

Paji~

"Well!"

Facing the question from Jean Bart, Richelieu, with a slightly flushed cheek, finally sighed leisurely, then tucked his orange-gold hair behind his ears and responded softly.

"The commander just wanted to experience the confessional process in the church."

In a soothing and gentle voice, Richelieu slowly raised his arm with ice sleeves and placed his hand on her chest. He added in a holy tone, "So, I replaced the so-called priest and accompanied the commander in the confessional to try the prayer ritual of confessing his faults."

"Are you and the commander really just doing confession in that dark, enclosed space that's as big as a telephone booth?"

"..."

Facing Jean Bart's suspicious and sharp eyes, Richelieu, with his eyes wandering, silently handed the other red wine glasses to Enterprise and Bismarck, and said softly with a guilty look, "Well, let's drink some red wine together."

The holy and gentle Miss Bishop, even though she has a sacred faith, is indeed an easy target for spoiled behavior.

With the so-called experience between marriage ships, Bismarck and Enterprise of course also saw the situation on Richelieu's side, and then tacitly did not say much, but savored the slightly bitter red wine in a subtle mood.

Besides, they were in no position to comment on Richelieu's work style.

"Sister, are you worthy of the Goddess of Iris and Joan of Arc?"

"I, our Iris Church's doctrine does not deny love. Even the most devout believers cannot survive on faith alone. I am just honestly responding to the commander's feelings (blushing)."

Just as Richelieu lowered his hot cheeks due to what Jean Bart said, a childish voice came over.

"Well, what are you doing?"

Chang Meng, with ink-dyed hair and an elegant dress, walked down the stairs carefully with her delicate small feet in red wooden clogs, and then looked ahead.

Looking at the scene of the flagship big sister chatting in front of him, Chang Meng couldn't help shaking his fox ears in confusion, with an expression of surprise on his young face.

After all, the only time these flagships communicate with each other is during port meetings.

Seeing this Sakura fox suddenly come down, Richelieu and the others quickly fell silent.

For a moment, the dark living room became very quiet.

"You, why don't you say anything?"

Seeing Enterprise and the others' tacit understanding as if they had seen a little ship girl, Chang Meng, who was pursing her lips, quickly raised her sleeves, stretched out her tender little hands from inside, and tried her best to pose as a majestic loli: "You don't have to worry about me!"

"Because, I, I am also a marriage ship..."

After realizing the sad fact that Jean Bart and the others treated her as a little loli, Chang Meng, with tears in her eyes, couldn't help but tighten her elegant clothes with both hands with a little grievance.

Because she also wanted to chat about the Commander like the older sisters.

However, in the Sakura Empire, except for Atago, no one else would want to talk to her about this.

Even Shinano, who usually lives in the castle tower of Sakura Castle, always wags her fox tail to look for Amagi, who is not yet a marriage ship, and is unwilling to look for her, the "predecessor" of the marriage ship.

As a result, even the ship girls from other camps treat her like a little ship girl.

Looking at Chang Meng who was lowering his head not far away, for some reason, Jean Bart and the others suddenly calmed down.

After all, compared to this little loli-sized battleship, their worries suddenly became insignificant.

Fortunately, they don't have this kind of pitiful figure.

After looking down at their proud big sister figure, Bismarck and the others continued to taste the red wine, and at the same time felt a little sympathy for Chang Meng in their hearts.

In response to this, Chang Meng, with her tail raised like a fox, quietly moved a small chair from the dining area next to the living room, and then sat down obediently next to Qiye and the others.

Seeing Chang Meng's eager attitude to join in, Richelieu quickly took out his communication watch and suggested softly, "Well, since no one wants to fall asleep, let's watch the commander together."

After saying this, Richelieu quickly turned on the light screen and stared at the commander who had already fallen asleep together with Jean Bart and the others.

"You guys are really going too far..."

Seeing everyone deliberately avoiding her gaze, Chang Meng, with her fox ears drooping, had no choice but to stare at the commander's sleeping face with Richelieu and the others.

The next morning dawn -

As the sky began to brighten, Soviet Rossiya, who had changed into a white fleece windbreaker, once again exuded the unique chill of the Northern Alliance ship girl, and walked down from upstairs with Yixian.

Looking at Yixian, who was wearing a cheongsam and looked gentle and lovely, Soviet Rossiya immediately put one hand on her waist, then patted her breasts with her hands and said enthusiastically: "If you want to cook breakfast porridge, I can help you."

"No need, because Miss Rossia you often forget to add salt or sugar."

The corners of his mouth with teardrops slowly formed a sweet smile, and Yixian couldn't help but jokingly rejected Soviet Rossiya's self-recommendation: "Just as Miss Aurora and the others said, you seem too natural in things."

"My ability to handle affairs has been underestimated by you, haven't you?"

Seeing Yixian's look of disbelief in herself, Soviet Rossiya frowned and couldn't help but hold up her full breasts with both hands and sighed sincerely.

"But didn't you make a mistake in the number of commissions a few days ago?"

"Hmm! Can't you just be optimistic and think that the number of requests has increased without you noticing?"

And the moment they walked down the living room, Soviet Rossiya and Yixian, who were chatting, suddenly became quiet.

Because in the living room in front of them, Bismarck and the others, who had not slept all night, were leaning lazily on the sofa, staring at the screen in front of them in silence.

"Did you guys drink all night?"

Looking at the red wine bottles placed nearby, Soviet Rossiya couldn't help but smile and joked to everyone: "Why don't you invite me to join you? That's really not straightforward."

However, in the face of Soviet Rossiya's ridicule, Richelieu and the others did not respond, but raised their eyes and showed worried expressions.

"The commander didn't even go to have breakfast."

"What!?"

Hearing this, Yixian and Soviet Rossiya also sat down curiously and took a peek at their commander.

At the same time at the hotel, Yaxu had just completed the check-out procedures.

[Ya Xu, there will be a car coming to pick you up from grandpa’s house…]

"No need, I'll just go over there."

Listening to Rya's mother's worried advice on the communicator, Yaxu wiped the pendant on his chest and slowly walked out of the hotel.

Visiting my sister who was adopted by my grandfather? This is really a delicate matter.

Feeling sad about the so-called inappropriate interpersonal relationships, Yaxu, who had just walked out of the hotel, soon smelled a light and elegant fragrance.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and graceful figure quickly appeared in front of Yaxu.

"Good morning, Mr. Yaxu~?"

Zara, with her slightly curly twin ponytails reflecting a bright red color and smiling eyes, greeted Yaxu with a chuckle.

Even though Zara wore an extra coat on the outside, her plump figure still looked very attractive even through the outer coat.

"Well, hello, my name is Vincenzo Gioberti, you can just call me Miss Gioberti!"

Wearing a cute Sardinian dress, Jiao Beti, who met Yaxu for the first time, couldn't help blinking her gray-purple eyes at the man in front of her, revealing a curious look.

The Shipgirl of the Sardinian Empire! ?

Looking at the two Sardinian ship girls who were suddenly waiting for him outside the hotel, Yaxu couldn't help but show a confused expression.

"Miss Zara, do you have anything to ask me?"

"There is indeed something going on, Commander Yaxu~?"

"Just call me Yaxu."

Faced with Zara's polite but not humorous teasing, Yaxu instantly realized that Littorio and the others must have used his name to investigate the identity of the so-called commander.

Even though Bismarck didn't mention it to him, Yaxu could still guess what his wife would do.

I'm afraid that according to the official information outside, all the ship girls he owns have become Prince Eugen and others.

In this case, Littorio and the others must have remembered Bismarck and the others. Could it be that they want to talk to them through me to reminisce about the past?

at the same time--

While the big sisters on the flagship were watching the commander's movements in the living room, the noble Queen Elizabeth was still curled up softly in the quilt, and it took her a long time to poke her little head out.

"Mmmmm~~~"

With her cute little fangs showing, the dazed Queen Elizabeth quickly stretched out her little hand and began to grope around the pillow.

After a while, Elizabeth, who still hadn't touched anything, couldn't help but puff up her cheeks, and then whispered in her sleep: "Where is my maid Bell?"

"War-weary, bring it to me quickly..."

After mumbling this in her sleep, Elizabeth quickly turned over again, pressed her golden wavy hair, and continued to stay in bed.

Chapter 997 A woman on a ship wants to snatch the commander!!!

In the warm morning, facing Yaxu's confused gaze, Zara quickly straightened her sexy body exuding mature charm, and slowly placed her soft hand on Naizi.

"Mr. Yaxu, you should be planning to visit your sister, right?"

"Eh? Do you even know this?"

Facing Zara's playful eyes, Yaxu didn't seem to care too much, but nodded calmly.