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

Whatever is suitable is just a nice word.

The fact is, if I do this, I will hurt everyone around me.

Burgundy swayed slightly.

The buzzing in my ears grew louder.

My vision gradually became blurred.

Well, disgusting...

Her mind was rapidly becoming confused.

Then, he fell down.

But the expected sound of violent collision with the hard ground did not occur.

Lorraine caught the girl steadily and sighed.

"What do you want me to say about you?" He whispered, not caring about the bloody scratches on his hands.

Maybe I was born to be this kind of saint, haha.

A fool who will compare his dreams with reality and constantly lower his own limits.

If I were the protagonist of a book, my fellow book lovers would have already started criticizing me.

He shook his head and sighed again, picking the girl up and putting her on the bed.

Burgundy curled up into a small ball.

Hmm...it's so warm around here.

"Snapped."

In a daze, she grabbed Lorraine's left hand.

Then he hugged Lorraine's arm.

Holding tightly, as if afraid of disappearing.

Peace of mind......

So reassuring.

The girl's lips curled slightly.

Lorraine was stunned for a moment, then felt helpless.

This idiot.

"Well, you're my starting ship after all."

Even if the fates are intertwined, they will devour all the other paths.

The rest of my life will be spent singing with you.

"No one ever told me that being a commander would be so tiring."

Life is not easy, Lorraine sighed.

"The protagonist of other KanColle stories, after two months of starting the game, has a wife and merits. Those who progress even faster have even started a harem."

"I'm still in the academy, and my ship girl can also use gravity to expand..."

He paused suddenly.

Lorraine noticed that Burgundy's nightstand was not closed properly.

There is a drawer with a crack.

Inside are iodine, bandages, and cotton swabs.

And a small knife.

Lorraine frowned.

I can only sigh.

Finally, I took out the iodine cotton swab and disinfected the scratched area.

Lorraine felt a little distressed. The knife was placed in the bedside table with medical supplies, and it was obviously not for self-defense.

But to herself.

He resisted the urge to lift up the girl's dress to check, because with the ship girl's physique, minor wounds could heal overnight.

So even if he checked without permission, he probably wouldn't see anything.

Severe wounds are difficult to hide, and minor injuries are just enough to meet the needs.

Burgundy, it seems that her pain has become less severe? Or is it thirst pain?

But no matter which one, it's not good.

Lorraine gently put the things away.

Idiot...Why do you do this? Is it because only in this way can you feel that you are still alive?

The girl still held his left hand tightly, curled up slightly.

Lorraine looked at the girl's rare peaceful sleeping face.

You wake up in the middle of the night because of the fate you carry.

I, too, have swallowed the distant echo and watched it transform into flames in my heart.

"But I'm more afraid of living like mud."

I have given up so much and forgotten so much.

Even though I don't want to lose, I don't want to forget.

So, this time, no matter how weak my hands are, I will try my best to hold them tightly.

Just be self-touched, I accept it.

That's just who I am anyway.

He gently touched the girl's smooth cheek.

Lorraine leaned against the headboard and closed her eyes.

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The girl squirmed in the quilt, her eyebrows trembling slightly.

uh~

It’s morning.

She subconsciously clenched her hands.

But it came back empty-handed.

Burgundy shot up.

But he leaned back.

Is he gone?

It's okay to leave.

Don't waste your energy on me.

I don't want you to search and pry into that broken heart.

So that I, continue to commit sins, destroy my thoughts, and dirty my hands.

From now on, I can use the fate that I firmly believe in to hurt anyone.

I really don't expect you to see another side of me.

I......

There was a gentle knock on the closed door.

Burgundy was silent.

She suddenly felt a little silly.

She knew it clearly, and she could know it through the contract.

The color of the other person's heart.

Lorraine opened the door and the aroma of breakfast wafted in.

"woke up?"

"Ah."

"Wash up and have breakfast." Lorraine gently closed the door and sucked.

"Oh, okay." The girl got out of bed quietly.

He raised his hand, and the familiar armor was put on again.

She opened the bedside table and paused.

The knife inside disappeared.

She was stunned for a moment, looked away, shook her head slightly, and walked towards the door.

As she walked out of the room, her long hair had been neatly combed.

The living room and other rooms had been cleaned up and it seemed that everyone had left.

Lorraine brought Burgundy's breakfast to the table.

Then sit at the table and wait for her to come.

The girl sat down at the table.

It was still her favorite breakfast set, with the aroma of coffee on the side.

Lorraine sat opposite her, with her.

It was my first time to get up early in the dormitory.

My nose twitched slightly, the bread on the table was fresh.

It smells good.

The girl started eating in small bites.

The two of them tacitly agreed not to mention what happened last night.

The scratches on Lorraine have begun to heal.

"I'm sorry." The girl finally whispered.

It didn't work this time sorry.

"It's okay." Lorraine was stunned for a moment, "Don't hurt yourself in the future, do you hear me?"

"Yeah." The girl was silent for a while and nodded slightly.

Lorraine stood up and subconsciously touched the girl's head.

Burgundy trembled, but didn't open it.

"I will try to restrain myself from now on." She lowered her head and took a sip of coffee.

"You have to do what you said." Lorraine said with a smile.

"Yeah." Burgundy started to deal with breakfast again.

It seems that some people are beginning to accept this dream.

Fate, you are so stingy.

How could I meet him?

In the end, it is just an empty dream, burned by the sun, and falling down.

So, God, please wake me up soon.

All I can foresee is a future filled with regret.