The time-based admiral of KanColle

While they were hugging each other, feeling the soft touch of Marco Polo leaning on his arms, Yaxu couldn't help but compare the figures of the ship girls present.

However, at this moment, Littorio, who had always maintained a proud attitude in the distance, finally couldn't help but stand up, straightened her proud queen figure, and said to Yaxu with full momentum: "Forget it, I want to use chips too!"

"Originally, I was planning to gather ten chips and have you, Commander, and I hold a tea party with only Miss Glory and the others present. But as expected, no matter what time it is, I, Littorio, must be the most dazzling presence!"

Looking at Marco Polo who had attracted all of Yaxu's attention, the confident Littorio couldn't help but slap the poker table in front of him, shaking his green hair, and asked Yaxu with a smile: "Five chips, Commander, you can only look at me from now on, hehe!"

That's right, the narcissistic Littorio would never admit that her beloved husband's eyes were always on another woman on the ship.

"Oh? Miss Littorio, let me remind you that adventure-type orders usually only last for five minutes."

Looking at Littorio who suddenly had some opinions about her, Marco Polo raised his delicate face slightly and reminded Littorio in a friendly way.

"Tsk!"

Hearing this, Littorio, who was wearing a Sardinian uniform, frowned and sat back down. After all, it was not worth it to have only five minutes of private attention.

However, just when Littorio wanted to change the chips, Zara on the other side suddenly held up her cheeks and raised her hand towards Yaxu with a smile: "Commander, I want to use chips too."

"Five chips, how about you give me a detailed massage, especially my shoulders which have been very tired."

"Eh? Sister Zara!?"

Seeing Zara next to her suddenly wanting to use the chips, Pola couldn't help but look sideways at Zara in panic.

Wait a minute, sister, didn't you come with me to protect the commander and the Sardinian camp from being played around by Marco Polo! ?

Ah la la, when did I say I was here to stop Marco Polo~?

Through the tacit eye contact between the sisters, Zara smiled and soon revealed her seductive and mature charm. She raised the corners of her rosy lips and whispered to Pola beside her: "Sister, I just wanted to come and play with the commander from the beginning. Besides, Veneto herself is not in a hurry, so why should you worry about her, Pola?"

"Ugh?"

After hearing this, Pola came to her senses and noticed that Veneto, who was sitting opposite her, was leisurely drinking a cup of vanilla tea.

"Would you like to have a drink too, Paula (laughing)?"

In a soothing and gentle tone, Veneto quickly and intimately extended an invitation to Pola.

Although she currently only has three black chips of the commander, as the innocent and leisurely flagship, Veneto now obviously does not care much about winning or losing.

"Veneto, now that things have come to this, don't you want to say something?!"

"say something?"

Facing Pola's anxious reminder, Veneto tilted her head slightly as if she suddenly remembered something, turned to look at Zara with a smile, and reminded her considerately: "By the way, the commander's massage technique is very good, but it must be combined with the use of floral massage oil."

"Really? Then I'll ask you to give me an essential oil massage, Commander."

Hearing Veneto's reminder of experience, Zara with a smile in her eyes waved to Yaxu who was not far away, and then with the charm of a mature ship girl, she gently took off a little of the collar of her Sardinian uniform and showed her smooth shoulders to Yaxu.

Sister, something is wrong with you!

Seeing that Zara actually started to use chips to order the commander to give her a personal massage, Pola, who actually had no intention of bullying the commander at all, couldn't help but reveal a cute and silly expression.

Chapter 1271 The naive person is the most terrifying one!

Under the quiet ceiling mood lights, the Sardinia entertainment room, which was filled with a casino atmosphere, was suddenly filled with the sweet rose fragrance, mixed with a little soothing incense.

"Then~ I'll leave it to you, Commander~?"

After watching Yaxu open the bottle of rose essential oil, Zara, who exuded a mature charm, slowly pulled down the dark green apron behind her shoulders, and slightly pulled down the back of her uniform, revealing her delicate shoulders and a bit of her pure jade back to Yaxu.

In response to this, Yaxu coughed lightly and had to endure the gazes of Marco Polo and the others, pour the essential oil on his hands, then apply it on Zara's neck, and prepare to massage Zara's shoulders seriously.

In an instant, the touch of Zara's delicate and flawless skin was transmitted to Yaxu's hands along with the slightly cool rose essential oil.

Feeling this extremely delicate touch, Yaxu soon began to help Zara relieve her recent shoulder fatigue with great skill. He massaged her shoulders, neck and underarms along her smooth side arms.

"Huh~ As expected, Commander, your massage skills are very proficient."

Feeling the perfect massage strength of Yaxu, Zara couldn't help but blink her beautiful golden eyes slightly under the extremely regular kneading and pressure. Then she reached out to pull all the deep red hair behind her to the right side and tied it into a side ponytail, so that Yaxu could continue the massage.

So before long, facing the subtle gazes of Pola and the others, Zara, immersed in it, quickly relaxed, both physically and emotionally.

Looking at Zara who was enjoying herself, Yaxu continued to work hard to help her with the massage.

After all, he had no idea how many shipgirls he had massaged, especially the port girls who were hated by Elizabeth. Their overburdened shoulders often felt tired, so Glory privately liked to put those two weights on the table to relax.

Thinking of this, Yaxu unconsciously began to observe Zara. Her delicate neck and small, attractive earlobes silently set off Zara's mature charm as a ship girl.

By the way, he especially likes to give massages to conservative older sisters like Amagi.

Start massaging from the creamy back of the neck, while admiring the slightly blushing profile of Amagi and the others, move down along their graceful bodies.

Normally at this point, Amagi and the others, with their graceful figures, would quickly become soft.

With the commander's special thoughts, Yaxu couldn't help but sigh about the beauty of the fox ball.

"Haha, you have to concentrate on the massage, Commander."

Looking at Yaxu who seemed to be distracted in the back, Zara stretched her waist slightly with satisfaction, then propped up her pretty head with one hand, leaned against the poker table, and teased Yaxu leisurely: "In this case, why don't you massage my thighs by the way~?"

"Um, okay."

Hearing Zara's slightly playful tone, Yaxu sighed softly and half-knelt beside Zara's seat and began to massage Zara's thighs again.

Pressing Zara's plump legs along the black over-the-knee socks, Yaxu suddenly discovered something and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The delicate and soft touch coupled with the amazing elasticity of the thighs, at this moment, Yaxu truly felt what the fullness of the Zara class was. It has to be admitted that the Zara-class heavy cruisers belonging to Sardinia all have outstanding hull proportions!

If we only talk about the fullness of the figure, Zara and Pola are undoubtedly the most outstanding among the older sisters present, followed by Veneto and Littorio, while Marco Polo is more of the petite and curvaceous type.

"Okay, five minutes are up, here you go~ Commander (laughs)."

After enjoying the personal massage service from her commander, Zara, in a good mood, put five black chips into Yaxu's hand and patted Yaxu on the head.

Why do I feel like... I'm selling myself! ?

After receiving the so-called "reward" from Zara, Yaxu, who had completed his service, instantly revealed a confused commander's expression.

Seeing this, Bora on the other side couldn't help but whispered to Zara shyly: "Sister Zara, don't forget that everyone is watching you now."

"Ah, isn't it Pola that you didn't let go."

After saying that, the charming and beautiful Zara couldn't help but glance at Bola's commander's chips, which had not been touched at all. Then she put her last three chips in Yaxu's hand and added with a smile: "Come to think of it, I just want to know some of your true feelings, Commander."

"For example, what do you think of Paula?"

"Hey? Sister, why are you suddenly talking about me?!"

Seeing Zara suddenly asking Yaxu such a sincere question, Bora was caught off guard and quickly stood up, looking at Yaxu in a panic.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yaxu, who had collected his chips, immediately turned to look at Bora and began to praise her sincerely: "She has a calm and sharp side that sticks to herself, but also a seductive and arrogant side. Like you, Zara, she is active on the battlefield as the Sardinian Empire's sword."

"Although I have always envied my sister Zara who is more dazzling than me, I still care about whether my sister can take good care of herself in private. You are more introverted than Zara."

At this point, Yaxu began to observe Bora's legs and added very frankly: "Bora's figure seems to be more plump than Zara's."

"Ugh! Commander, you are really (blushing)."

Hearing Yaxu's undisguised words of praise, Bora, with a blushing face, couldn't help but turn her hot cheeks away.

After absentmindedly using her slender jade fingers to curl her purple-black twin ponytails into a spiral shape, Pola finally raised her pretty head slightly, pretending to be at ease, and responded to Yaxu unyieldingly: "This, this is natural, isn't it? I am also a rare armored heavy cruiser. As a member of the Zara class, in terms of my ability to serve as the flagship of the fleet, I may be better than Sister Zara!"

Just as Zara was smiling and silently admiring Pola's reaction in front of Yaxu, on the opposite side of the poker table, Littorio, who had been struggling for a long time, finally made a decision. He straightened his proud body and threw three chips to Yaxu.

"Hehe, Commander, I also want to ask you a question from the heart."

With a confident and arrogant tone, Littorio, who felt that his sense of existence was taken away, finally felt dissatisfied at this time, so as to publicize his status, he took the initiative to say proudly to Yaxu: "Tell them loudly who is the most dazzling ship girl here!"

Looking at Marco Polo's charming maid uniform not far away, Yaxu, who was asked to speak the truth, could only respond to Littorio awkwardly: "Well... I personally think it's Marco Polo after all. After all, the special uniform she prepared is really rare."

Especially the design of the vacuum southern hemisphere is so eye-catching.

Stay~~~

Hearing the comments from Yaxu, the seemingly confident Littorio froze in place for a moment, and the expectant smile on his face also froze.

Wow~ I didn’t expect that the narcissistic Littorio would be jealous.

Seeing Littorio seeming to be greatly shocked, Zara and the others could not help but pretend to be watching the show.

In response to this, Littorio, who had just recovered after a long time, couldn't help but put his hands on his waist and glanced at Yaxu with a little resentment.

But soon, after pondering for a moment, Littorio smiled cheerfully again, and walked slowly around the arc poker table with his beautiful legs in thick black stockings, and came in front of Yaxu.

"Phew~ idiot, the precious treasure is right in front of you, you can't look away!"

After reaching out and grabbing Yaxu's collar with a proud smile, Littorio, with a slight smile on his lips, did not hesitate at this moment. He stuffed his last five chips into Yaxu's clothes, pressed his legs on the poker table with full momentum, and suddenly threw Yaxu onto the table.

thump!

With this muffled sound, a large number of chips and playing cards were shaken directly off the green velvet table. Then, the dashing and romantic Littorio bent down and passionately pressed his soft lips on Yaxu's mouth.

So the next second, a five-minute long wet kissing show began to unfold in front of Zara and the others.

Um, is this really something that women like them who have nothing to do with the ship can watch (blush)! ?

Faced with Littorio's undisguised romantic style, the atmosphere on the scene inevitably became more ambiguous.

However, Marco Polo, who had been watching Zara and the others' actions, frowned his beautiful eyes in displeasure.

How stupid! He could have collected all ten chips in no time, but he split them up and used them up just because of such a small matter.

Sure enough, how can a reliable commander manage the port area well if he stays with these "insects"! For her own ambition as a ship girl, Marco Polo must replace these ship girls and become the most respected ship girl by the commander!

Thinking of this, Marco Polo did not say much, but reorganized the scattered poker cards, intending to completely crush Pola and the others with the poker cheating skills he had practiced beforehand.

After all, after these incidents, the commander will definitely be interested in gambling with her again.

This way...she can be completely ruthless!

So, just ten minutes later...

Yaxu, who had regained his confidence, slumped down on the bench again, staring blankly at the ceiling above. He had no idea what kind of cruel gambling game he had experienced, and he lost a full twenty chips at the speed of light.

With Marco Polo's full efforts, Veneto and the others were unable to win new black chips this time. Therefore, all of Yaxu's chips were taken away by Marco Polo.

Twenty-seven chips in total, this is more than enough!

Ignoring the resentful looks of the girls around him, Marco Polo, having achieved his goal, sat down at the poker table as a winner.

However, just as Marco Polo was about to use his commander's bargaining chip, a soothing and gentle voice suddenly came from the side.

"Um, Miss Marco Polo, can I use the chips now?"

With her silver-gray wavy hair gently swaying, Veneto raised her hand cutely with a relaxed aura.

In response to this, Marco Polo was stunned for a moment and quickly looked down at Veneto's table, only to see that there were still three lonely black chips on it. At most, it was just a question to the commander's true feelings, and there was no need to be vigilant.

"Oh, you misunderstood, Miss Marco Polo."

After roughly understanding what Marco Polo was thinking, Veneto smiled slightly, put his hands together, and said to Marco Polo affectionately: "What I want to use is actually your bargaining chip."

"My...chips?"

After hearing this, Marco Polo noticed that there were ten blue chips on Veneto's table.

In this situation, Marco Polo naturally froze where he was for a moment.

Since everyone only cares about the commander's chips, they will tacitly keep all the black chips they win in the gambling game, so the chips that really circulate back and forth on the gambling table are their big sister's chips.

But why was Veneto able to collect all ten of her chips?

Littorio put her plump and tight thighs on the poker table and leaned back, suddenly teasing Marco Polo in a playful manner: "Hehe~ For a new type of ship like you, you really lack experience."

She understood that Littorio and the others had deliberately lost all her chips to Veneto in the gambling game in order to make the total ten!

"Hmph, forget it. It's nothing more than granting you a wish."

With a little unhappiness after being plotted against, Marco Polo frowned slightly and then looked at Veneto with concern.

Seeing this, the elegant and gentle Veneto slowly spread out his hands to Marco Polo, showing a sweet smile, and ordered Marco Polo meaningfully: "Then, please give me all your commander chips now, Marco Polo~?"

"W-What!?"

Hearing this despicable and shameless request, Marco Polo, who had no idea how to deal with it, immediately revealed an expression of disbelief.

She actually has this trick. Could it be that all this was part of Veneto's plan?

Looking at Veneto who was smiling but not saying anything, Marco Polo pursed his lower lips and finally lowered his head helplessly.

Despite her unique ambition as a ship girl, Marco Polo, who is full of self-esteem, will of course accept her failure.

"Failure at the last moment..."

After pushing all the black chips to Veneto with mixed feelings, Marco Polo also deeply realized the horror of being a natural fool.