Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

Xue Cheng's mouth corners unconsciously curled up into a smile, and he fell into delusion.

When he came to his senses again, he suddenly noticed that the atmosphere in the room was a little strange. They looked at him with interest, their faces expressionless, and the throbbing blue veins on their foreheads could be seen faintly. Omi and Shinano looked confused.

"Ahem..." Xue Cheng concealed his embarrassment, quickly adjusted his expression, put on a serious look, and said, "Is there any problem?"

"What are you going to do with them?" He held his chin with one hand and said with a smile: "Take them out and use them as targets for tomorrow's actual combat? Or send them to a boxing gym and use them as punching bags? Or maybe hide them in a basement and keep them as your own..."

She didn't finish her words because SR and RP glared at her.

"This..." Xue Cheng hesitated, his eyes moving around the two deep-sea ship girls.

Seeing his reaction, she covered her lips with her sleeve and said teasingly with a hint of seduction in her tone, "What? Is it so hard to decide? You look like you're really tempted. How about just tying them up and locking them up in your basement?"

"Enough!" SR seemed to have reached the limit of his patience. His feline eyes narrowed dangerously, looking at him fiercely, and he said, "For the sake of being one of us, even if you won't help, at least don't add insult to injury!"

She rolled her eyes coquettishly, stopped adding fuel to the fire, and leaned over to watch the show.

Unlike her angry sister, RP was clearly a person of no moral integrity. Instead of getting angry, she said thoughtfully, "Um, can I ask a question?"

Xue Cheng nodded: "Of course."

"So..." RP took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice, "If, I mean if, I agree to be locked up in the basement and do this and that, can you give me some time to go out every day? And can you let me customize the standard of three meals a day?"

"W-what did you say?!"

Xue Cheng was stunned. Except for the silly Omi and the innocent Shinano, all the girls in the room looked at rp with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

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"Eh? Did I not express myself clearly enough?" RP thought for a moment and said tentatively, "That is, if I voluntarily become your slave, can I receive some preferential treatment?"

"This..." Xue Cheng didn't know how to answer.

Slaves or something... If I understand correctly, that's what you mean?

Xue Cheng's eyes drifted away, and his gaze involuntarily fell on the girl.

Under the tights that flatter her figure, rp's voluptuous curves look particularly hot.

Although her eyes were always half-open and she looked listless, as if she could fall asleep at any moment, a closer look revealed that her face, which was somewhat similar to that of her own Bei Zhai, could be described as exquisite and beautiful.

The pale skin gives people a feeling of sickly fragility, which makes people feel a little pity. I believe that the delicate body in my arms must be so light that it makes people feel distressed.

Overall, RP is definitely a beautiful girl with considerable skills, not inferior to any other ship girl. In fact, because of her identity, she is even more tempting to Xue Cheng.

However, in front of everyone, especially with that fool Omi around, if I really agree, what will be the fate of me when the news gets out?

A smiling face seemed to flash before Xue Cheng's eyes. The girl smiled widely and slowly raised her two hands to him. She opened her pale pink lips and said, "Admiral, ten times..."

Ten times or something, I really can’t do it! But I really want Shenhai Beizhai and Persian cat, what should I do?

Xue Cheng looked conflicted, but soon he no longer had to worry.

"You idiot! What crazy things are you talking about!" SR jumped up and punched RP hard on the head. In a trance, Xue Cheng had a strong sense of déjà vu.

It seems... a similar situation has been seen in another pair of sisters with the same name?

"Woo... Sister, what are you doing?" Even the reactions were almost the same, except that compared to her own Beizhai, RP seemed a little colder. Even when she was crouching with her head in her hands, she gave people the feeling of a "three-no" girl.

Maybe this is the difference between the deep sea and the ship girl? Xue Cheng thought secretly.

Seeing SR, regardless of the occasion and situation, starting the elder sister-like mother education mode and scolding Tirpitz, he suppressed his smile and said to Xue Cheng:

"Some things are not suitable for you to say. Why don't you just let them stay at my place tonight? I'll have a good chat with them, and you can come back tomorrow to inspect the results. How about that?"

"Do you want to tell me?" Xue Cheng was a little tempted.

"What? Are you afraid I'll let them escape?" She rolled her eyes at him. "Don't worry. Increasing the strength of the Deep Sea Guard House is also a good thing for me. I'm not that stupid. Besides..."

The deep-sea girl lowered her eyes, her fingers gently stroking the ring on her hand, her eyes half closed, making Xue Cheng unable to see her expression.

"I don't think so." Xue Cheng said helplessly: "I believe you, they will stay here tonight, as for the future, we can talk about it later."

The man next to him covered his face with his sleeve and whispered in my ear, "Those two guys are just like the couple on TV during breakfast today."

Nodded in agreement.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that although his attitude at this moment seemed casual, he was truly thinking about Xue Cheng, not just saying it, in order to increase the foundation of the Deep Sea Garrison.

That being said, I'm also sorry for that bastard Admiral...

Feeling the restraint in his fingers, he suddenly looked at Xue Cheng. At this time, Xue Cheng seemed to have noticed something and looked at him with a slightly inquiring look.

As if burned by Xue Cheng's gaze, he quickly averted his gaze and pretended to look at the wine bowl in his hand naturally.

What's going on? Weird guy...

Xue Cheng shrugged his shoulders and saw that it was getting late, so he said goodbye to Shinano. Then, followed closely by Omi, who could be said to be an escort, he left the Japanese-style garden that once belonged only to Shinano.

……

In another living room of a Japanese-style courtyard, a girl with short black hair held a long knife in her hand and maintained her beloved knife with a clean white cloth and high-grade maintenance oil.

Battleship No. 13 sat aside with a plate of rice crackers in front of her. She held her chin with one hand, kept picking up rice crackers and putting them into her mouth, crunching them, looking bored.

"Ah..." After a long yawn, Battleship No. 13 sucked his fingers, took out a tissue and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. He said helplessly: "Kurohime is like this, Omi is like this too, why do you all like to do this kind of useless work?"

65 seemed not to have heard what Battleship No. said, and still focused all her attention on the beloved sword in front of her. She did not sheath the two swords until they were maintained. She raised her head and looked at the girl who was looking at her with puffed cheeks and an unhappy face.

"Youming? What's wrong?" 65 asked curiously.

"...It's okay." Battleship No. 13 knew very well that even if he asked the question just now, the answer he would get would be similar to the one he got from Omi last time.

Anyway, she just asked because she was bored, the answer was not important.

"It's already so late." 65 stood up and placed his two favorite knives on the knife rack in the living room. He glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that it was : pm.

"Isn't Omi back yet?"

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"No." Battleship No. 13 shrugged and said, "It's said that two deep-sea flagships have infiltrated the garrison. The Admiral and the Doctor have assembled forces to capture them. They should be interrogating them now, right?"

"Interrogation..." 65 tilted his head, a hint of curiosity appearing on his calm face: "You mean the turtle bondage, the wooden horse, the whip, the candle..."

What came out of 65's mouth was a series of taboo words.

Battleship No. 65 seemed frightened. He forgot to take a bite of the senbei that was passed to his mouth. He stared blankly at . After a while, he came to his senses and asked, "Kuro-hime? Where did you learn those scary words?"

"Scary? Isn't that pretty normal?" 65 didn't seem guilty at all, but rather confused. "In the DVDs I've been watching a lot lately, these are pretty common."

"Omi..." Veins bulged on Battleship No. 13's forehead. She remembered that one night when she got up and passed by the living room, she saw Omi yawning and walking back to the room.

I originally thought she was just staying up late to watch TV shows, but judging from Heiji's behavior, things don't seem that simple?

What kind of show would show such horrible things? Could it be that those so-called DVDs are actually...

Battleship No. 13 seemed to have thought of something, and a blush slowly appeared on her cheeks. Her legs, which were tightly pressed together to maintain an upright sitting posture, rubbed against each other subconsciously.

"Youming?" 65 looked at the girl who had suddenly become strange and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

"No, it's okay..." Battleship No. 65 quickly stuffed the senbei into his mouth and answered casually, but still didn't look away.

Just as Battleship No. 13 was racking its brains to find an excuse to get away with it, the sound of a glass sliding door was heard from the entrance.

Along with the footsteps came a vibrant and spirited voice: "I'm back!"

"It's Omi!" Battleship No. 65 seemed to have seen a savior. Under 's gaze, the whole person jumped up, opened the living room door and ran out, saying, "Welcome back! Omi, the capture of the deep-sea flagship went smoothly... Hey, Admiral?"

"Admiral?" Hearing the exclamation from the battleship No. 65, could no longer sit still. She stood up, walked out of the living room, and saw a man changing his slippers in the entrance hall.

"Admiral, welcome." 65 walked over and naturally put Xue Cheng's shoes into the shoe cabinet. She then stood aside with a faint smile on her face.

Compared to the two official wedding ships, Omi, who was helping Xue Cheng take off his sandals by holding his arm, and the No. 65 battleship with a look of relief on its face, at this time looked more like a virtuous wife.

You two, look at them!

Xue Cheng thought to himself as he greeted them, "Heiji, Youming, hello. I'm sorry to bother you by coming so late."

"That's not the case." Battleship No. 13 chuckled. "This is Admiral's home. You can come back anytime you want. Um, Admiral, do you want to take a shower first? Or do you want a midnight snack?"

Can I eat you? Xue Cheng almost said this subconsciously, but fortunately, he calmed down when he saw 65's calm gaze.

The one who invited him today was Omi, a straightforward girl who didn't know how to adapt. If he really set his sights on Arimi, it would be difficult to resolve the situation if Omi got angry.

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273. Winged

It's not that I'm afraid that Omi will turn evil and cut myself with a knife, but I'm mainly worried that the idiot will come up with some weird ideas that will make me dizzy.

This girl is addicted to movies and TV shows, and judging by the few discs she pulled out in front of her, the themes and scales she's into are a bit...

In short, if Omi goes crazy and really makes some suggestions, and the other married man in the family, Ariaki, also goes crazy with her, Xue Cheng is not sure if he can get up tomorrow.

"It's getting late. Aren't you going to rest?" Xue Cheng pretended to check the time and changed the subject naturally.

"I was planning on going to bed, but Hei Ji insisted on helping with the weapons maintenance, so I stayed in the living room for a while," Battleship No. 13 complained.

"Actually, Youming can go and rest by himself." The girl with short black hair looked at her quietly, as if defending herself.

"Who do you think is responsible for the aftermath after every maintenance?" Battleship No. 65 looked at with resentment and said bitterly:

"Sorting garbage, cleaning up oil residue, spraying air freshener to eliminate the smell of maintenance oil... Can Heiji do these tasks alone?"

Sweat seemed to be bead on 65's forehead. Her eyes wandered around, not daring to confront Battleship No. . She said in a weak voice, "As a general, I don't need to worry about logistics..."

"Using this excuse to cover up your weakness at housework..." Battleship No. 13 sighed and glanced at Omi casually: "There's someone else who likes to use similar excuses, right? Miss Swordsman Omi?"