As a commander, I will never meet a heavy female ship girl

Oh no, leader, you won’t push the child into the kang, will you?

Lorraine suddenly felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

When he got the flyer, he couldn't help but look dark.

500 nautical miles from Iwo Jima...

It also requires at least one ship girl to be able to unfold the hull, and command ships are not provided here.

Lorraine was a little helpless, but there was nothing she could do.

Even the governor of Yorktown specifically emphasized that it was "very powerful."

It just so happens that Chunyun and Venice are still short of two pieces of special weapons.

For such a large event, the protection provided by the Sakura Empire shouldn't be bad...right?

Lorraine filled out the form and asked the seniors about it.

Seeing everyone participating, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

With the guidance of seniors, it seems that I can win without any effort.

Republic checked for Lorraine and confirmed that there were no mistakes. Then he turned to look at Lorraine, who was distracted. "Well, sir, I'll hand it in then?"

"Oh, okay." Luo Lin came back to his senses. "With the seniors guiding us this time, it doesn't seem to be too difficult..."

Everyone looked at Lorraine, their expressions all the same: "Are you serious?"

"What...what happened?" Lorraine scratched his head awkwardly.

"Sir, shut up. Every time you say that, nothing good happens!" Republic sighed.

It seems like my boss is born with a suicidal nature... Anyway, he starts to recklessly act as soon as someone leads him, and in the end, he ends up causing himself problems.

Luo blinked, admitting it was impossible. "Uh, is there?"

The girls wanted to say something, but when they saw Lorraine's half-white long hair, they were left with only helplessness.

"Ha~" Venice yawned and changed the subject, "Are you done yet..."

"Alright, alright, let's go." Republic turned around.

"Great! Let's go shopping!"

"It's not that you haven't had enough shopping."

"Come on, this kind of ceremony is a first for everyone."

"You... forget it, as long as you are happy." Lorraine's mouth twitched.

Hope the wallet is okay.

But seeing how excited everyone was, he didn't care anymore.

It turns out that it is more comfortable to get along with my own girls.

It is difficult for people to trust each other, but it is not the case between people and ship girls.

Lorraine couldn't help but wonder if she should let go more.

It seems that he has completely forgotten that he is the one being taken care of.

Burgundy took Lorraine's hand, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about what gift to buy you." Mr. Luo gently poked Burgundy's face.

The latter reached out and gently pinched it back, "You pass~"

Burgundy chuckled softly.

"I have a feeling the commander is thinking of something inappropriate," the Republic said.

She always has a clear sense of other people's emotions.

"How is that possible?" Mr. Luo shook his head, looked at Richtofen and Venice who were arguing on the side, and then turned back.

Looking at Chunyun who had been silent.

"Haruogumo-chan, is there anything you want to eat?" Lorraine chose to speak immediately without giving Republic a chance to ask further questions.

To be honest, I still feel a little guilty.

Chunyun had never expected that the topic would suddenly turn to herself.

She wagged her furry tail somewhat helplessly, and after a moment's hesitation, she uttered two words: "Whatever."

"Here, four-happiness meatballs." Lorraine handed a bunch to Chunyun.

"Don't you like sweets?" Chunyun resisted the urge to ask any more questions. He just took it silently and took a bite.

Sweet, I like it.

The little fox shook his ears.

It seems that all the past memories have become gentle.

Dream Railroad, Bouquet

Sunny days only exist in daydreams.

Greenery only exists in the middle of summer.

The railroad tracks, overgrown with weeds but still in use.

I don't expect anything more than I have now.

So don't go any further than you are now.

The girl walking in the middle of the railway thought so.

She held the bouquet tightly in her arms, as if she was trying to escape from something, or as if she was trying to pursue something.

Walk out step by step.

Maybe it's because life here is like a dream.

It breaks at the slightest touch.

Blame it all on myself.

She thought sadly.

If I were stronger, the commander wouldn't leave;

If I were stronger, the port area would not have collapsed.

It’s all because I don’t have the power to fight against fate.

She didn't dare look up, for fear that once she did, she would see that pale, meaningless world.

If the following delusion is allowed.

The girl couldn't help but recall the love she received at that time.

She held the bouquet even tighter, as if to prevent something in her heart from being peeled off.

That was the last bit of warmth that remained in her memory.

Those words of "good evening" and "welcome back".

But now, even crying seems insignificant.

What is left of this collapsed world?

She raised her head and looked at the wandering setting sun at the end of her sight.

It seemed as if night was approaching.

It was that disgusting state again, between life and death, hope and despair.

But she couldn't stop.

She raised one hand to try to block the force, but was still blown off balance by the strong wind.

So he could only helplessly protect the bouquet in his arms and move forward bit by bit.

Even crying won't help.

It seems that some of the things I felt at the beginning are gradually fading away due to the wind.

She raised her head in a trance.

How long have you been walking?

Can not remember.

But she had to go on.

Walk to the end of the world.

Or the end of someone's world.

Ahhh.

I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.

It was as if the very air was trying to leave her alone.

Ahhh…

Aren't you miserable living there?

I should have known that I would end up with nothing.

It would be better to sink to the bottom of the sea early and drown in the water...

She tried to fill herself with the flowers, but she couldn't.

The sound of the wind, the sound of footsteps, the rustling of grass—

It's all noise.

Ahhh.

I've had enough... I can't even breathe.

As expected, the guilty ones still disappear.

The only person in the world who could provide me with a safe haven is no longer here.

Forever or something like that, after all, is just my own extravagant wish.

Looking back, it seems all I got was accusations and ridicule.

Ahhh…

I can’t remember how many times I used tape to quickly patch myself up.

The pupils became cracked as he looked at the flowers in his arms.

They all feel that they have begun to distort.

Do you want to stop...

Breathe in, breathe out...

But it’s no use, stop…it hurts…

Why can't I stop...

This is clearly getting further and further away from those...

Why do I think so?

It seemed as if there were discordant notes that suddenly broke into the eardrum.

She turned around and suddenly realized that she was in tears.

As if she saw something, the girl couldn't help but smile faintly.

Tears streamed down her face, slipping from her broken smile.

It fell on the pink lisianthus and black iris in her arms.

Then it slid down from the gently blooming flowers, fell into the dense grass leaves, gently shattered, and disappeared.

She seemed to see that there were people in the world who were worthy of her love and who were loved by God.