The time-based admiral of KanColle

Faced with Veneto's innocent reaction, Bora, with a blushing face, hurriedly stepped forward and held Veneto's shoulders, shaking Veneto back and forth nervously: "If you go naked like the Sakura Empire ship girl to seduce the commander, what if he thinks you are a shameless bad woman, it will be our entire Sardinia Empire that will be embarrassed!"

"It was just an ordinary accident. I'm not like the Sakura Empire shipgirl..."

Looking at Pola who seemed to have misunderstood something, Veneto pursed his lips and hurriedly explained: "That night, when the commander went to sleep with Miss Noshiro, he accidentally came to me, so..."

"So you were seen naked, and the commander didn't say anything?"

"He said my figure is better than Littorio's. I really deserve to be the eldest sister (blushing)."

As he spoke, Veneto, with a slightly red cheek, supported the heavy Naizi with his soft arms and looked at Pola in front of him with an innocent face.

Facing Veneto's nonchalant attitude, Gioberti, who was lying on the bed, couldn't help but whisper in admiration: "Sister Veneto is really mature."

"Really."

Regarding Veneto's overly relaxed style, Pola sighed softly, and worried eyes appeared in her wine-red eyes: "What if the commander thinks you are just a random ship woman, what should I do?"

"Don't worry, the commander won't think so."

With a gentle yet firm tone, Veneto slightly lifted her seductive legs, slowly put on black stockings, and secured them with gilded diagonal leggings.

With her beautiful figure, she showed off the elegance of the Sardinian flagship. Veneto, who had a noble temperament, then walked to the door with ease, turned around and smiled: "Don't forget, the ship girl and the commander have a close relationship. I don't think it's embarrassing to let the commander see my whole body."

"So let's go have afternoon tea together, Paula, Gioberti~?"

After watching the happy Veneto leave the bedroom, Pola gradually noticed Veneto's mood.

It's obvious that their flagship has fallen in love with the commander.

Slowly pushing her purple-black hair behind her ears, Pola didn't know what to say for a moment.

Although all the ship girls in their port area like the commander very much, Veneto's level is obviously too awkward!

Thinking of this, Pola and Gioberti looked at each other at the same time, and then nodded in tacit understanding.

Since their own flagship has such an idea, as the Sardinian ship girls, they naturally cannot stand idly by!

With the purpose of trying to bring Veneto and the commander together, Pola took out her communication watch and quickly notified all the Sardinian ship girls in the form of an emergency communication, revealing all the gossip about Veneto.

So that evening, at the dinner table in the Sardinian court, Veneto, with a confused look on his face, was surrounded by Zara and the others.

"Um, does everyone have no appetite today?"

Looking at the Sardinian dishes on the long dining table in front of him, Veneto sighed slightly and had to take off the napkin from around his neck, then sat back in his original seat, waiting for everyone's questioning.

"Sister Veneto, are you going to get together with the Commander!?"

Lifting her chubby face slightly, the energetic and lovely Southwest Wind couldn't help but lie on Veneto's thighs with great interest, her light blue eyes full of little stars of joy: "Great, now we in Sardinia will also have a wedding ship."

"Wait, Southwest Wind, you are being very rude."

Seeing this, Northwest Wind beside him hurriedly pulled the excited Southwest Wind back, then lifted her skirt slightly, bowed to Veneto apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Veneto."

"Haha, but what Southwest Wind said is indeed correct, isn't it? After all, our flagship has been "honest" with the commander."

The Duke of Abruzzi, who had a sharp temperament, rolled his short gray cherry hair with his slender jade fingers and slowly put his slender thighs on the dining table. He looked at Veneto with a playful look and said, "If you really want to be a wedding ship, then don't hesitate, Veneto."

"You must know that we are not only the commander's subordinates, but also understand him and will use our will to work hard to support his existence."

"This kind of will has nothing to do with identity, and there is no distinction between high and low."

Listening to Abruzzi's meaningful advice, Tianying, who was sitting obediently on the other side, quickly raised his neck and encouraged Veneto in a gentle and considerate voice: "Keep working hard, Veneto-sama."

Facing the warm wishes from his colleagues, Veneto, who was in a delicate mood, couldn't help biting his lower lip and responded softly: "But, even if I have this intention, this matter still depends on the commander's opinion."

"Haha, but I think with the commander's personality, he definitely hopes that you, Veneto, will appear in his bed tonight."

In a seductive tone, Zara slowly lifted her plump black thighs and placed her index finger on her red lips, and told Veneto reliably: "You know, the commander is a Shipgirl lover who is not picky."

Watching everyone who was constantly giving advice to Veneto, Count Cavour suddenly poked his head out from the right side of the dining table and continued to stare at the sexy and charming Zara and the others.

As a loli-type battleship and with a serious and capable personality, Cavour, who has no knowledge of difficult matters, cannot give any advice.

However, after noticing that Littorio next to him had not spoken since the beginning, Count Cavour frowned and asked with some concern: "Littorio? Do you have any ideas?"

"unacceptable……"

"well!?"

"I mean, the commander is just too much!!!"

Following Littorio's unwilling cry, the Sardinian ship girls present immediately frowned because of Littorio's strangeness.

And the closest Julio Caesar hurriedly tugged at Littorio's sleeve and asked in confusion: "Wait, Littorio, you wouldn't say such a thing, wouldn't you? Don't you like the Commander too?"

"Littorio..."

Just as Zara and the others were worried about the abnormal Littorio, the silent Littorio slowly stood up from the dining table and slammed his hands on the table.

"I didn't expect the commander to say that Veneto's figure is better than mine. I can't accept this at all (shock)!"

Following this righteous questioning, Littorio quickly straightened up her proud queen figure and narcissistically announced: "Obviously, I, Littorio, am the most beautiful rose on the sea in the Sardinian Empire!"

"..."

Hearing Littorio's confident and uninhibited speech, Veneto and the others, who were originally worried, were stunned for a moment.

Just when Pola and the others felt like fools, Littorio, who seemed to be upset, continued to mutter to himself: "No, I have to call the commander over to compare our figures!"

"Wait, that's totally beside the point, Littorio!"

Seeing this, Giulio Caesar and Count Cavour hurriedly reached out and hugged Littorio, who wanted to leave directly to find Yasu.

After all, the commander was holding a so-called celebration party in White Eagle, and they didn't want Littorio to go over and disturb the commander.

However, in the face of the double dissuasion of Giulio Cesare and Count Cavour, Littorio, with her beautiful eyes tightly furrowed, dragged the two of them outside.

"No, I have to let the commander know who has a better figure between me and my sister!"

"Ah la la ~ Looks like I'll have to trouble you again, Commander."

Seeing that Littorio was about to go to the commander to confirm her figure, Zara, with a smile in her beautiful eyes, did not say much, but tied her napkin elegantly and smiled at the dragoons, "Let's eat first, the commander will take care of it anyway."

at the same time--

In the banquet hall of the White Eagle camp, colorful lights are covering the entire hall, lively dance music is matched with a cheerful atmosphere, and a special celebration is being held here.

Although Shangri-La originally wanted to hold a proper banquet, at the strong request of New Jersey, the celebration turned into a carnival party organized by Seattle.

While a group of White Eagle little lolis were running around in the banquet hall, Yaxu, who had been drinking non-stop, finally couldn't hold his liquor anymore and collapsed in front of the spectacular champagne tower.

Fortunately, the next second, Yaxu, who used his body to go back, immediately raised his head with full energy.

Looking at Yaxu, who was using flashback to stay awake for the third time, Carly Yong, who was sitting next to him, considerately put a hot towel on Yaxu's head and said with genuine concern: "Thank you for your hard work, Commander."

After all, after New Jersey officially led them to collectively call Yaxu the commander, Yaxu had been toasted all the time, and even the cute Hobby and the others came over to pour juice for Yaxu.

In this regard, Kaliyong, who had just officially treated Yaxu as a commander, naturally began to feel distressed.

Just when Kaliyong was about to change another hot towel for Yaxu, San Francisco, who looked like a punk girl, suddenly appeared from behind the sofa and rubbed Yaxu's face affectionately from both sides.

"Hi! Commander, are you okay?"

"Don't think your commander won't fight back, San Francisco."

Having said that, Yaxu, whose cheeks were rubbed red, turned around with a smile, leaned against the back of the sofa and launched a counterattack against San Francisco.

"Okay, Commander. Anyway, please give me your guidance in the future."

Seeing this, San Francisco, with a devilish smile on his face, quickly stepped back, jokingly put the baseball bat on his shoulders, and gestured with his painted nails to Yaxu affectionately.

"Oh~ By the way, I will call you Little Pudding from now on!"

"Little pudding? What's the meaning of this?"

"Nothing, I just thought it was fun to read it! Hehehe!"

San Francisco playfully blinked his pink eyes at Yaxu, then passionately hugged Yaxu from behind, opened his cherry lips, and whispered in Yaxu's ear: "And don't you think the nickname "Little Pudding" is cute? Compared to the "Commander" that everyone uses, isn't it nice to have a special nickname~?"

Listening to the whispers between San Francisco and Yaxu, Kaliyong beside him sighed and reminded: "It's not good to give the commander a strange nickname, San Francisco."

"It's okay, I think it's a good name."

"Yes, yes, little pudding sounds so good!"

Hearing San Francisco's happy response, Yaxu chuckled slightly.

After all, he had long been accustomed to the ship girls calling him by their intimate and special names.

By the way, if he were to rank them, Frederick the Great's loving child would undoubtedly be the most shameful name for him, especially when they were sleeping together...

Just as Yaxu was recalling some shameful memories, the handsome and cute little Enterprise, encouraged by York City and the others, suddenly pursed his lips and walked over, standing on tiptoe in front of Yaxu.

"Um, well, Commander."

With a small fat gray eagle on his head, the ambitious little business owner bowed to Yaxu earnestly and promised: "I will work hard to learn under you and strive to become an excellent aircraft carrier who can stand on his own as soon as possible, so please wait for me!"

However, this firm and reliable look did not last long. The white military cap suddenly slipped off as Xiao Qiye bent down, revealing his soft silver hair.

"Ouch...the hat fell off!"

Seeing that he had made a fool of himself in front of the commander, the tearful Little Enterprise quickly squatted down and tried to pick up the fallen hat.

Looking at the cute little business that was presented to her, Yaxu naturally said nothing, and quickly reached out to hold the cute little business in her arms, and said softly: "You will definitely become a reliable aircraft carrier sister in the future, so don't worry."

"No, I have to study and train hard!"

Looking at the determined Xiaoqi in his arms, Yaxu couldn't help but lower his head and rubbed Xiaoqi's pink face, and congratulated sincerely: "Really? Then keep up the good work."

"In that case, Commander, can you come and help me train? The older sisters all say that you are the strongest person in the port area."

"what!?"

Faced with this innocent request from a small enterprise, Yaxu frowned in embarrassment for a moment. After all, he didn't know how to fly an aircraft.

So it is obvious that he was tricked by his own ship girl again.

Thinking of this, Yaxu turned sideways and looked at Bumblebee and the others who were smiling and waving at him in the distance.

But just when Yaxu was about to take the small business to find Bumblebee and the others to "settle accounts", a graceful figure with cascading green hair quickly walked in from outside the banquet hall in a menacing manner.

Chapter 1125 Who is the ship with the best figure?

"Sister Kitchen Goddess always treats me like a child. She anxiously pulls me along when I get a little injured during a voyage, even though I can handle it on my own..."

In the lively and cheerful banquet hall, the little girl sitting in Yaxu's arms held the juice in both hands and confided her troubles about her small ship to Yaxu in a soft and sticky voice.

In response, Yaxu slowed down his tone and patted Xiaoqi's head gently, comforting him at the right time: "Because even if you are a real hero, you shouldn't let the people around you worry."

"Y-Is this advice for me? I'll listen carefully!"

Blinking his clear purple eyes, the frowning Little Enterprise nodded his head quickly, appearing to be very eager to learn.

Seeing this, Yaxu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

As expected of a small ship, her hard-working and serious character is very similar to Enterprise.

Just as Yaxu was holding Xiaoqi to play with him, the imposing Littorio quickly walked in from outside the banquet hall, swaying his lush green hair.

The dark green Sardinian cloak contrasted with the colorful lights in the banquet hall. Littorio walked proudly in platinum boots to the back of the sofa where Yaxu was sitting, then slightly raised the corners of his lips and affectionately hugged Yaxu's neck from behind.

"You are the only one who can make me come to you on my own initiative, Commander."

"While it's good to enjoy a party, a party without Littorio is not worth indulging in."

With his usual narcissistic speech, Littorio stuffed a rose into Yaxu's collar and whispered slowly in Yaxu's ear: "I've heard about it, Commander, you attacked my sister late at night."

Hearing this, San Francisco on the side couldn't help but reveal a cute expression of gloating.

"Hehe, little pudding, you've been caught doing something bad."

San Francisco poked Yaxu's cheek lightly and then began to tease her, "You bullied your elder sister, and now your younger sister is here to pick on you."

"Tell me, Miss Littorio of the Sardinian Empire, what terrible thing did our commander do?"

"He actually said Veneto's figure is better than mine (shock)!"

"Yeah, little pudding is really bad... huh?"

After listening to Littorio's self-righteous explanation, San Francisco, who was about to take the opportunity to tease Yaxu, could not help but stand there in a daze, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

"Um, Littorio, is this the only thing you care about?"

"What do you mean it's just this kind of thing? If I lose to Veneto in charm, I won't be able to sleep!"

Seeing that Yaxu did not realize the seriousness of the situation, Littorio frowned her beautiful eyes and quickly turned over the sofa, and in front of Yaxu and Xiao Qiye, she tried to straighten her proud figure.

"Tell me, Commander, who do you think is the best-looking ship girl in the port area?"