The time-based admiral of KanColle

Having said that, taking advantage of the height of the bar, August stretched his beautiful white silk legs directly in front of Yaxu.

Wait a minute! Even though he was already a hopeless commander, he couldn't do such a thing in front of so many ships!

Faced with August's intention, Yaxu, who was the first to feel shy, had to wave his hands in surrender awkwardly.

In response, Prince Eugen, with a playful look on his face, suddenly put his arm around Yaxu's shoulders from behind, and then smiled and reminded Yaxu, "It's okay, little bear, I actually lent Hipper and August's maid outfits to them."

"And these maid costumes are actually specially made sugar-coated ones."

After saying that, Prince Eugen leaned close to Yaxu, reached out and placed an opened can of beer on August's legs, and slowly poured it out.

In an instant, as the wine spilled, August's flawless white silk began to melt gradually.

The sticky sugar threads mixed with the mellow wine made August, who just felt the stickiness on his legs, stand there in a daze for a moment.

“This is actually made of icing?”

After experiencing the so-called erotic costumes for the first time, August was surprised and looked at Tirpitz and the others leisurely, asking delicately, "Do you guys on the wedding ship play this kind of game with the familiar all day long?"

"Okay, so awesome!"

Witnessing this scene, Z35 and the others who had been secretly watching from the surroundings finally couldn't contain their excitement anymore. They surrounded Yaxu, hugged him, and began to tease their commander affectionately.

Damn it, another shameful hobby of his has been discovered by everyone.

Just as Yaxu was busy calming down the emotional Z35 and the others, the charming and dignified Frederick the Great finally arrived at the banquet hall.

After seeing that Yaxu was surrounded by the Iron-Blooded Ship Girls as usual, Frederick the Great, swaying his jet-black skirt, stopped at the right time, intending to leave the dinner time to other Iron-Blooded colleagues.

At this time, Bismarck noticed that Frederick the Great was coming and suddenly moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but quickly pursed his lower lip, lowered his general's cap with a slightly red cheek.

Seeing this, Frederick the Great, who was like the Madonna of Darkness, of course, instantly noticed Bismarck's abnormality, so he held up his heavy black chest and took the initiative to ask Bismarck: "Are you embarrassed to tell me what you want, Bismarck?"

"Take a look."

Seeing that Frederick the Great took the initiative to bring it up, Bismarck no longer hesitated, but handed the notebook in his hand to Frederick the Great.

"Oh? I see."

After reading the notebook handed over by Bismarck, Frederick the Great, who was not surprised at all, smiled back at Bismarck in a loving tone and said: "Don't worry, as long as it is the child's wish, no matter what it is..."

"I will do everything for him, and he only needs to hide behind me and listen to me playing at ease~?"

After saying that, Frederick the Great walked slowly with his voluptuous legs to the back of Ron who was busy stewing beef, then suddenly reached out and hugged Ron who was caught off guard.

"Excuse me, what do you mean, Miss Emperor..."

Under the short brown hair, Ron was silent for a moment, then finally lowered his brown eyes, and with a slightly unfriendly look, he tightly grasped Frederick the Great's soft arm with his mechanical hand.

After seeing Frederick the Great take action, Bismarck slowly walked behind Count Zeppelin, who was thinking about hatred on the balcony outside.

Different from other camps, due to the differences in personality among these iron-blooded ship girls, these cold-blooded big sisters usually don't hang out together.

But for the commander's sake, she should also try to put aside the so-called ship face.

"Count Zeppelin, could you come to my room tonight?"

"???"

Listening to Bismarck's speech, which was wrong in every sense, Count Zeppelin, with his beautiful eyes tightly furrowed, immediately turned around in confusion and replied mercilessly: "Why?"

"For the commander, is this reason enough?"

"It's boring. I can "take care" of the commander by myself."

After realizing Bismarck's intention, Count Zeppelin, who was keen on one-on-one combat, immediately expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Really? Then there's no room for negotiation."

As soon as these words fell, two loud noises suddenly rang out in the banquet hall.

Immediately afterwards, the unprepared Count Zeppelin and Ron were pinned to the ground by Frederick the Great and Bismarck respectively.

Huh? Bismarck, what are you doing?

Looking at the iron-blooded wedding ships suddenly "fighting" in the distance, Yaxu, who had not encountered such a thing for a long time, suddenly froze in place.

After all, compared to Taiho and the others who are more keen on using verbal attacks and ridicule, the Iron-Blooded Big Sister has a much tougher and colder temper and can be really hurt very easily.

Chapter 1256: The Final Struggle of the Iron-blooded Little Expellee (Sad)

Inside the Iron Blood Camp, even the most private bedroom in Bismarck's dormitory has an extremely rigorous layout.

The neatly classified documents on the desk, the pens and inks arranged in a pleasing manner, the red and black bed and the elegant mahogany wine cabinet instantly filled Bismarck's bedroom with a solemn atmosphere.

However, at this moment, this bedroom seemed more depressing than usual.

Thinking of this, Yaxu, who was sitting on the soft bed, couldn't help but look at the older sisters around her who were wearing iron-blooded military uniforms with a subtle mood.

After noticing the embarrassing situation of her commander, Bismarck, with her beautiful eyes tightly furrowed, immediately looked at Count Zeppelin and Ron who were sitting in front of the wardrobe with a slightly unfriendly look.

What if there is a yandere marriage ship that likes to say unforgivable things and a world-weary marriage ship that hates everything and is unwilling to satisfy its own commander?

Then break their limbs, tie them to the bed with chains, and let them understand what the obligations of being a marriage ship are!

With the decisive attitude unique to Tiexue, the atmosphere on the scene was instantly filled with a sense of oppression.

"So, this is why you guys just had a fight in the banquet hall?"

Faced with the current situation, Yaxu, who roughly understood Bismarck and others' intentions, couldn't help but feel a little relieved, because the scene of Frederick the Great and others suddenly confronting each other in the banquet hall really made him nervous.

After all, if there really were any irreconcilable conflicts among the ship girls, the one who would have the biggest headache would of course be him, the commander.

Thinking of this, Yaxu raised his head again and looked sideways at Bismarck and the others, and said gently in a gentle tone: "Well, I appreciate your kindness, but I also have to care about the feelings of Ron and the others."

"Anyway, Spey and the others are still in the banquet hall, worried about us, so we should go back quickly."

After saying that, Yaxu stood up on his own initiative, intending to go out first to break this awkward situation.

Because even if he is an incurably stubborn commander, he is not despicable enough to force his own ship girl to do something she doesn't want to do!

Adhering to the so-called commander's principle, Yaxu was about to leave when Tirpitz, who was sitting on the same side as Bismarck, suddenly raised his cold and beautiful face and whispered to Yaxu: "Commander, just think of it as my sister and I being willful."

"After all, we don't want to lose to other camps in this matter."

At this point, Tirpitz suddenly looked at Count Zeppelin and Ron and asked, "Are you really willing to be inferior to the ship girls of other factions?"

By the way, Ms. Aoba, who focuses on Hong Kong news, once did a statistics in the Hong Kong gossip monthly magazine, and found that the camp where the commander engages in the most intimate actions is the White Eagle camp. After all, he often parties with a group of carefree and cool big sisters, and of course, intimate actions such as touching thighs are inevitable.

Of course, in this gossip monthly magazine, Aoba, who had probed into the opinions of many ship girls, also compiled statistics on the situations of other camps.

Every time a commander coming from other camps steps into their Iron Blood camp, he will straighten his chest and try to make himself look more energetic.

Because they caused the commander to develop this style of behavior, they were directly selected as the camp that put the most pressure on the commander.

"Hmph~ boring."

Listening to Tirpitz's negotiating words, Count Zeppelin, whose red eyes gradually darkened, slowly raised his proud royal sister figure and retorted to Tirpitz with a little disdain: "Do you think he will be happy if you use this method to please him... Commander?"

However, just as he finished speaking these confident words, Count Zeppelin quickly noticed that Yaxu, who was not far away, suddenly turned his head away guiltily.

"..."

Just as Count Zeppelin fell silent, Ron, who was sitting properly on the other side, suddenly put his slender hand on his uniform skirt and looked at Tirpitz and the others meaningfully.

Ron had short brown hair with red highlights. He put on a gentle smile and reminded Bismarck and the others softly, "But in my opinion, you just don't want to lose to the other camps."

"Since you both dislike so-called intimate behavior, you still force yourselves to be a couple. Your lack of experience will only add pressure to the commander."

"Doing something so ineffective is really... unforgivable."

At this point, Ron's tone quickly turned cold, and after hearing these words, Bismarck and the others were unable to refute for a while.

Compared to the naturally charming beast-eared girls from the Sakura Empire, these iron-blooded ship girls do seem too cold. If you think about it carefully, these wedding ships don't usually interact with each other.

Thinking of this, the dignified Bismarck then leisurely looked to the other side of the room, and saw that in front of the desk, Frederick the Great, who was full of love, was gently holding the restless Z23.

As for the farthest part of the room, Prince Eugen, with a charming smile, was lying leisurely on the small sofa, looking as if he was watching a show leisurely.

Wait a minute! Miss Prince Eugen, why are you hiding so far away? Isn't it time for a big sister like you to step up! ?

Faced with Prince Eugen's indifferent attitude, Yaxu quickly winked at the boat lady.

However, facing her husband's pleading gaze, the cheerful Prince Eugen gently held her jade finger in his mouth and teased Yaxu playfully, "Little Bear, keep working hard, yo~?"

So you are laughing at me, Eugen!

Just as Yaxu was about to pull Prince Eugen down from the small sofa, Bismarck, who had been pondering for a long time, no longer hesitated, but quickly stood up, with his bulging uniform chest, and with a majestic leadership temperament, he solemnly said to the wedding ship present: "But we should always try, right?"

"Of course, if you want to leave, I won't stop you. Anyway, let's get started, Commander."

Having said that, Bismarck took off his iron-blooded military cap with profound meaning, and then sat down beside the bed.

"Huh? Bismarck are you serious!?"

Looking at Bismarck who had completely disregarded the existence of Ron and the others, Yaxu was stunned.

"I'm just not good at showing my feelings. It doesn't mean I lack courage, Commander."

With the experience of "working" with business from time to time, Bismarck quickly unbuttoned his military uniform.

After all, even the gray ghost of White Eagle was willing to wear a racing girl's outfit. Whether for the commander or for herself, she had to show her attitude.

"Um, do you mean I'm coming with you too!?"

Seeing the situation develop to this extent, Z23, who had been leaning in Frederick the Great's arms, finally couldn't help but ask Yaxu tentatively.

She was chatting with the innocent Z28 and the others about the latest snacks and interesting TV shows just a second ago, but now she is suddenly surrounded by a group of cold-blooded, iron-blooded queens!

Faced with this obvious situation, Z23, who pursed his lower lip, suddenly felt his cheeks getting hot.

As we all know, big sisters have their own circle, and their little ship girls have their own world, but now she seems to have been forcibly drawn into it. In this circle of big sisters, she is as pathetic as a little kitten, even when she stands on tiptoe and is not even as tall as them.

"Ah, are you nervous? That's so cute~?"

After noticing the slight tremor of Z23 in his arms, Frederick the Great, who was full of tolerance, couldn't help but reach out and touch Z23's head. Then he smiled and asked Z23: "Do you need me to help hold you up from behind?"

"Eh? Well, please don't say such strange things, Miss Emperor."

Turning around and looking at Frederick the Great's jet-black bra that could instantly bury her head, Z23, who had felt the oppression in advance, had to try hard to close her tight thighs and looked at Yaxu in a slightly silly way.

"Haha, you really are worthy of being the flagship."

After seeing Bismarck really start to lead the way, Prince Eugen, who had seen enough of the show, stopped talking and began to tease Ron and Count Zeppelin, who were frowning slightly: "So, are you going to retreat in fear?"

"Huh~ boring! It's not like I haven't been with them before."

With a world-weary mood that seemed to disregard everything, Count Zeppelin snorted coldly, then stood up, swaying his silver curly hair, sat down on the bed indifferently, and slowly raised his seductive and plump black silk legs, revealing the so-called mature woman temperament.

"Being with you guys really does accumulate a lot of pressure."

Seeing that none of the wedding ships present had any intention of withdrawing, Ron smiled and slowly took off his mechanical gloves, revealing his soft and slender hands.

Seeing this, Yaxu didn't know what to say anymore.

So the question is, where should he start...?

Considering that the most important thing in a multi-ship party is the opening, Yaxu looked around with some embarrassment. After all, there was indeed no ambiguous atmosphere between Tirpitz and the others who were gathered together.

I remember that in the beginning, Dafeng and the others were deliberately excluding each other, but in the end, Kaohsiung and the others would eventually get together.

Trying hard to recall his experience as a commander, Yaxu suddenly realized something and then hurriedly looked at Prince Eugen, ready to let the real bad woman take the lead.

However, the next second, Prince Eugen, who saw what Yaxu was thinking, reached out and poked Yaxu's face, and said jokingly: "Little Bear, you are the most experienced among us. Of course, you should take the lead at this time."

Prince Eugen! I am really disappointed with you now!

Realizing that Prince Eugen was admiring his conflicted expression, Yaxu sighed and slowly walked to the wine cabinet in Bismarck's room, intending to use wine to create a good atmosphere.

"By the way, child, you haven't drunk your milk today."

Seeing Yaxu wanting to get some wine to drink, the maternal Frederick the Great slowly took out a thermos bottle from the ship's space, and handed it to Yaxu with a little anticipation.

"now?"

Just as Yaxu was a little dazed, Prince Eugen curiously took the bottle for Yaxu, and then slowly unscrewed the bottle mouth that inexplicably had a pacifier.

In an instant, a fresh and slightly sweet milky aroma filled the air.

"It smells a bit like coconut milk... No, it feels like there's some condensed milk added to it?"

Smelling this smell, Tirpitz, who was not far away, couldn't help but ask Frederick the Great curiously: "Do you prepare nutritious milk for the commander every day?"

"Ah la la ~?"

In response to Tirpitz's curiosity, Frederick the Great just smiled and held up the jade face without saying a word.

Prince Eugen, who understood the deep meaning of this, could not help but jokingly remind Tirpitz beside him: "I think this is not the first day you have known Frederick the Great, Tirpitz."