Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

After breakfast, Xue Cheng packed up, changed into sportswear, took out the running shoes Richelieu bought for him and went for a run, while Bismarck prepared to go home to see his two sisters, while Hood, who had not slept well the night before, stayed to catch up on some sleep.

It was 7:30 in the morning. Before he traveled through time, Xue Cheng should still be on his way to class, squeezed into the bus in a mess, racing against time. However, here, he could decide his own wake-up time and even had free time to develop his own interests and hobbies.

After separating from Bismarck, Xue Cheng chose a tree-lined path near the sea and ran slowly.

Then he met fate.

The girl coming towards him had long gray hair and was wearing tight-fitting clothes with a high-tech component. Her legs were covered with large metal armor plates, but she ran silently, and her seemingly heavy boots did not make any crisp metallic collision sounds when they stepped on the ground.

The hair accessory on her head looked like some kind of technological device for sending and receiving signals, and she wore a metal collar around her neck with an indicator light flashing from time to time.

Compared to Ticonderoga, who also likes to wear tight clothes and considers himself an agent, she looks more like a future warrior.

"Montana?" Xue Cheng stopped and waved, "Good morning, you're running too."

"Admiral, good morning." Montana paused, her face clean, her hair dry, her breathing steady, and she looked composed. "To ensure this body doesn't become dull and rusty during this truce, proper exercise is essential."

"Rusty..." Xue Cheng stroked the stubble on his chin. "Humans' physical fitness will indeed decline significantly if they don't exercise for a long time, but do shipgirls also have this problem?"

Montana hesitated. "Probably not, but Dr. Yubari said that this possibility can be ruled out, so it's better to exercise more often."

The power of the ship girls will certainly not decline, but living in a comfortable environment for a long time will indeed make people lose their vigilance, become dull, and be at a loss when facing danger, so Yubari's theory cannot be considered wrong.

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However, even without Yubari's endorsement, the battle maniac Montana probably would not stop training. After all, for her who is warlike by nature, days without fighting are too boring.

It is said that eating and drinking with the new Deep Sea often leads to invitations to exercises with Montana, which is a headache for the three Deep Seas who currently just want to enjoy life.

"Is that so..." Xue Cheng scratched his hair and then said, "Do you want to exercise together?"

Montana nodded. Almost no ship girl could refuse the admiral's invitation.

Jogging along the path along the coast to the pier, today's morning exercise came to an end. Xue Cheng came to the vending machine at the pier, put in a banknote, pressed a few times, and two cans of sports drinks fell out.

"Take a break and drink some water." Xue Cheng came to the bench under the shade of the tree and handed the drink to Montana.

"..." The girl took the drink, first looked through the packaging carefully, then closed her eyes and thought for a while, then hesitantly opened the pull ring and took a sip.

"So sweet..." Montana's frown relaxed a little due to the intake of sugar, but then it became even tighter. The inexplicable change in expression made Xue Cheng confused.

Noticing the Admiral next to him looking at him strangely, Montana quickly explained, "That's not the case! It's because we need to calculate the daily calorie intake, so..."

"Don't worry about drinking it. I promise you, even if you exceed the calorie intake limit, you won't get fat."

Xue Cheng slapped his forehead helplessly. Some people eat and drink without restraint, eating snacks and cola to their heart's content, while some people worry about their figure all day long and exercise desperately. They are all ship girls, so why is there such a big difference?

That’s right, I’m talking about Richelieu and Tirpitz. Although they both have slightly voluptuous figures, their mentalities are really at two extremes.

"Well... okay." Montana hesitated, then put the drink to his lips again and began to drink it in small sips.

Xue Cheng didn't rush to drink it. He put the can with water droplets on it to his forehead, feeling the cool touch spreading throughout his body, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He caught a glimpse of Montana out of the corner of his eye. Even after exercising, the girl still looked refreshed and did not sweat from the exercise. In fact, Xue Cheng really wanted to see Montana sweat.

He really wanted to know what a wonderful sight it would be when Montana sweated profusely and the sweat on her body gathered into a river and flowed down, soaking the tights and revealing her flesh color.

"Huh? What am I thinking?" Xue Cheng suddenly woke up from his delusion. He looked at Montana guiltily. The girl was unaware of the evil thoughts swirling in his mind. She squinted her eyes slightly, enjoying the refreshing taste of the iced drink.

"Ahem..." Xue Cheng coughed twice and said in a natural way, "Isn't it hot wearing so many clothes, Montana?"

Montana shook her head. "This suit has a built-in thermostat system that automatically adjusts the temperature based on the outside temperature and body temperature. Unless the outside temperature is above 40 degrees Celsius or below zero, there will be no noticeable discomfort."

"So awesome..." Xue Cheng couldn't help but sigh. This battle suit was obviously Montana's ship uniform. Otherwise, Ticonderoga would have pestered Yubari to get one and showed it off in front of him.

"But will this battle suit be comfortable to wear?" Xue Cheng asked curiously. Just looking at the metal armor plates and the instruments on the chest, waist and wrists of this suit made people feel very uncomfortable, not to mention the hair accessories and neck rings that looked very heavy.

A hint of hesitation flashed across Montana's calm face. Obviously, although this suit was practical, it did not take comfort into consideration.

Xue Cheng showed an expression that said, "As expected."

Montana's lines in the game mentioned that her equipment has not been completely integrated. Obviously, it is due to the fact that it has not been truly built in history. In other words, this set of equipment still has defects.

"In that case, just take it off," Xue Cheng advised. "There's no danger in the garrison. There's no need to torture yourself just because of the temperature."

"But..." Montana hesitated.

"Over-reliance on the suit's temperature control system will also cause the body to become dependent and inert, right?" Xue Cheng said seriously.

"Just like humans who are in an air-conditioned environment for a long time will have their immunity weakened. If Montana wants to maintain her efficiency and be ready for combat at any time, she should change out of her combat uniform and wear ordinary clothes like everyone else."

Montana's expression was hesitant. "R-now?"

"Of course," Xue Cheng shrugged. Although Montana's combat uniform looked very novel at first glance, after a while, he would feel that the colorful casual clothes were more pleasing to the eye. He couldn't wait to feast his eyes.

"Okay then." Montana hesitated, slowly closed his eyes, and took off his battle suit.

Then, the feast for the eyes really came.

"Puff!" Xue Cheng was drinking a drink, but in a panic he choked on his trachea and let out a heart-wrenching cough.

Montana has no clothes under his battle suit!

And not only ordinary shirts or bottoms, there is not even a piece of underwear!

"You, what's wrong with you..." Xue Cheng didn't know what to say. Although he turned around in time, he still saw everything clearly in the quick glance just now.

Xue Cheng secretly felt lucky that Montana was his wedding ship. He glanced at Montana who was covering her body with her arms, and at the same time took off his short-sleeved shirt and threw it to her: "Put this on first."

"Okay." Montana's reaction was very calm. She was not shy about being seen naked. Or perhaps, she had some personality defects and could not understand what shyness was. Her hesitation and the action of covering her body were just a woman's instinctive reaction.

Taking the short-sleeved shirt handed to him by Xue Cheng, Montana shook out the balled-up clothes. A masculine scent mixed with a faint smell of sweat came towards him. It was strange, but not unpleasant.

For some reason, an inexplicable impulse surged in Montana's heart. She secretly glanced at Xue Cheng and saw that he turned his face away and didn't look at her. After a slight hesitation, he quickly put the clothes in front of himself and took a deep sniff.

"..." Xue Cheng was speechless. He was certainly not a gentleman, so he had been stealing glances at her. After all, she was his wife, so he didn't feel guilty. However, Montana's behavior made him not know how to react.

The person sitting next to me is Montana, right? Why is she acting like a nympho?

If it was Mutsu, it would be fine. After all, she is recognized as a vixen and a vixen among the player community. The game lines also mentioned that she would tease the admiral with words, and she even did some sneaky things under the table before.

However...Montana's lines and portraits have nothing to do with this kind of personality. How could he do such a thing?

Is this world crazy, or has the aftereffects of being hit by the deep-sea monster begun to appear, causing hallucinations?

Xue Cheng suddenly wanted to slap himself to see if he was dreaming.

"...Admiral, I'm dressed." Soon, Montana's calm voice came from the side.

Xue Cheng turned around. A girl, wearing an oversized short-sleeved shirt that barely covered her hips, sat beside him. Her long gray hair draped naturally over her shoulders. Her delicate collarbone and deep cleavage were clearly visible at the neckline. Her snow-white skin was particularly dazzling against the black T-shirt. Her chest...

Xue Cheng's nose suddenly felt hot. He quickly covered his nostrils and wiped them hard twice with the back of his hand. Fortunately, there was no embarrassing bloodstain.

That's amazing. The style of half-covering the face with a lute is indeed better than the simple and direct style. No wonder many of Tirpitz's characters are wearing clothes in his books... ahem.

Xue Cheng forced himself to expel the delusion from his mind, then looked at Montana. Just as he was about to speak, a voice came from behind him: "Admiral? That... is Montana?"

Xue Cheng's expression froze.

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228. Bewitching

"Mutsu, it's time to get up." Nagato, wearing home clothes and an apron, knocked on the bedroom door in front of her with a sign that read "Mutsu".

The room was silent, with no response. Nagato showed no surprise, but simply held his forehead with his hand, then pushed the door open and walked in.

The room was clean and tidy, exuding a faint fragrance. The pink wallpaper was decorated with beautiful patterns. The curtains were drawn tightly, and the light seemed a little dim. On the big bed with a gauze curtain, a young girl was lying on it, covered with a blanket, sleeping soundly.

After a night's sleep, her long hair was a little messy, with burgundy hair spread on the pillow and sheets, a few strands of hair draped over her cheeks, her light pink lips slightly pursed, her nostrils slightly open and closed, making a sweet breathing sound.

Nagato walked over. The girl seemed to sense something and mumbled something incoherent. She turned over with her back to her. The thin blanket on her body was lifted up, revealing that she was wearing a lavender silk nightgown.

The style of this nightgown is very bold. The length barely covers the hips, and the whole dress is hung on the shoulders by only two thin straps. From Nagato's perspective, he can even see a large area of ​​white and tender skin on the girl's chest.

I have to say, even though Nagato is a staunch heterosexual, he couldn't help but be distracted for a moment when he saw his sister. If the admiral saw him, he would probably turn into a beast in an instant, right?

Should I also learn how to dress myself? Nagato thought to himself.

Sure enough, it still doesn’t work!

Just a second later, Nagato quickly shook his head, driving the thought out of his mind.

True love should be pure and without any impurities. Can someone like Mutsu, who uses sex to seduce others, really get true love? Perhaps it's more about lust, right?

Nagato doesn't want the admiral to just like her body, she wants him to accept all of her.

It's not just her side as a girl. When it comes to attacking, the admiral always chooses the department as the first choice. As the department's flagship and leader, Nagato also hopes to be recognized.

That's right, what I expect is definitely not superficial love, but a deeper spiritual pursuit...

Nagato nodded, speaking to himself silently, as if to strengthen his belief.

"Puchi." A light laugh came from the side, and Nagato suddenly came back to her senses. She blinked and looked down. Mutsu had woken up at some point. One hand was supporting her cheek, and the other hand was pulling the blanket to cover her body. Her charming eyes were looking at her with interest.

"Mutsu, are you awake?" Nagato's heart was pounding. She felt that her sister's slightly playful eyes seemed to have seen something, but she remained calm on the surface.

Taking a deep breath, Nagato said with his usual stern face, "Now that you're awake, get up quickly. Look at what you look like now? You've been lying in bed all day, spending all day poring over fashion magazines, studying all those weird outfits and makeup, and refusing to leave the house. I think it won't be long before you become another Tirpitz."

"Tirpitz?" Mutsu tilted his head and said thoughtfully, "The big one, or the small one?"

"What's the difference?" Nagato said unhappily, "Aren't the older and younger ones both like shut-ins? If you must differentiate, the younger one has friends to look after and a sister to look after him, so at least he's not too far-fetched. As for you, if you keep going like this, you're probably going to become the older one."

"There's nothing wrong with it." Mutsu bit his finger and said with a grin, "You all say Tirpitz is so great, but the Admiral just likes her. She has all the rings and clothes, and she often has opportunities to attack. Obviously, that nerdy girl's strength is not even as good as mine."

"So?" Nagato glared, "Are you really going to become like that?"

Mutsu's eyes rolled around. His sister's expression was murderous, as if she would attack him immediately if he said yes. He quickly shook his head and said, "No, I'm not the same as that nerdy girl. I still play with them often."

"The most..." Nagato's mouth twitched. In her opinion, among the four sisters, only the youngest sister Kumano was decent enough. The other three had the potential to be vixen. They gathered together all day to study either outfits and makeup or emotional issues, and occasionally uttered some shocking and embarrassing remarks.

No wonder the admiral liked to call them support level before.

"Forget it, you're not a little girl. It's your freedom to play with whoever you like." Nagato shrugged. "But don't blame me for not warning you. Don't let them incite you to do anything excessive. Those girls... humph, anyway, think it over carefully."

"Okay, I know you're doing this for my own good. Those little hooves are still so tender compared to me." Mu Ao smiled, then changed the subject: "Just now, you were shaking your head and nodding, did you think of something fun?"

Nagato's heart tightened, he almost forgot that his sister was also a fun-loving person, and her level of gossip-seeking was very similar to Wisconsin and the others.

She took a deep breath and said calmly, "You're considered one of the top fighters in our department, but you're always like this. When will you become more reliable?"

"I see." Mutsu made an expression of sudden enlightenment. She glanced at him like she was looking at her sister. She was obviously just looking at him normally, but there was a kind of charm mixed in her movements and expressions. No wonder the admiral always said that she was a vixen.

What's that word? Naturally charming?

A thought flashed through Nagato's mind, but he remained calm on the surface: "What are you talking about?"