KanColle does not allow me to work from nine to five

"Me too!"

Kaixuan lifted her skirt and stood up gracefully. In fact, she and Liu Cheng had only met a few times, but she felt that this human was very reliable and unconsciously regarded him as a trusted friend. Kaixuan also had something hidden in her heart.

The temperature outside is not as high as the constant temperature indoors. I took a breath of fresh air in the yard and moved my arms, and I felt a lot more relaxed.

Kaixuan followed Liu Cheng, holding up her little skirt. Her blue eyes were filled with hesitation that a child shouldn't have. She bit her lip, not knowing where to start.

"Kaixuan, just ask whatever you want to ask. I will definitely tell you what I know." Liu Cheng took the initiative to turn around and said to Kaixuan behind him. This little girl is not as thick-skinned as someone else. It can be seen that she actually understands the current situation very well.

"Then I asked."

"Say hello."

Kaixuan pursed his lips, looked at Liu Cheng with his big eyes and asked, "You came here, Iris, are you on the side of Sister Jean Bart or Sister Li? Theoretically, you are more familiar with Jean Bart, so you must be helping her, but now you are locked up by Jean Bart, so maybe you are not on her side. I can't figure it out."

Liu Cheng bent down with some heartache and touched Kaixuan's little head. He should be at an age without worries, but he had to force himself to think about such things. It was the adults' dereliction of duty. But the problem was that neither party could be said to have done anything wrong in this matter. After all, this was the reality. Even if no one did anything wrong, the result could be that everyone was wrong.

"Triumph is very smart and his analysis is correct, but in fact I am neither on Jean Bart's side nor on Richelieu's side." Liu Cheng saw the puzzled expression on the little girl's face and explained, "I stand on the side of all the ship girls, and I don't want the Azur Lane to split."

"If you don't want Azur Lane to split up... then you have to stand on Sister Li's side."

"On the contrary, to be exact, I hope Richelieu will be on my side."

Kaixuan tilted her head. Although she learned a lot of information from the conversations among her sisters, she didn't fully understand the current situation. She only knew that Azur Lane was splitting up and Richelieu and Jean Bart had different opinions. So she didn't understand Liu Cheng's words at all. They were too complicated.

"It's okay if you don't understand. Kaixuan, just choose to believe. We will find a way to make things go in a good direction and it won't get worse and worse."

After seeing Kaixuan nodded heavily, Liu Cheng said, "You can also tell Richelieu these words. I also want to know how she reacts. Maybe she has other plans."

"Well, I'll tell Sister Li."

Liu Cheng was a little curious. He and Marco Polo had been in Iris for almost a week, and they had been cooperating with the Iron-Blooded Government to put pressure on Iris. Was Richelieu not in a hurry at all? Or was the Archbishop of Iris sitting on the Diaoyutai and actually had other plans?

"Well, I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, but can I help you?"

Suddenly, a pleasant but unfamiliar voice sounded in the yard. Liu Cheng looked around but didn't see anyone there.

Kaixuan moved his ears and said, "Is this voice... Sister Brest?"

"Yes, it's me. Over here, under your feet."

Liu Cheng then discovered that

In the far corner of the room, on the steps of the seaside swimming pool, a blonde head popped out. It had a beautiful face, elf-like pointed ears, and a wreath-like headdress on its wet hair.

Oh? Speak of the devil, here he comes. Could it be that the messenger sent by Richelieu has finally arrived?

Although he didn't understand why Richelieu didn't let Joan of Arc and Louis IX, two ship girls he had met once, come over, he couldn't care less at this time. Liu Cheng and Kaixuan walked to the beach together. One jumped down to untie the hem of Brest's swimsuit, and the other grabbed her arm and pulled her up.

Seeing Brest squatting on the beach, dripping wet, Liu Cheng couldn't help but ask curiously, "I understand that you came from the sea, but why do you want to swim? Can't the ship girl just stand on the sea?"

"Because in this blue sea, there are extremely deep secrets..." Brest tapped his head and stuck out his tongue cutely, "Actually, I just did it when I wanted to. I didn't expect that my clothes would get tangled up. I almost wanted to take off all my clothes, but that would be inappropriate at all."

"..."

Liu Cheng was somewhat speechless. Perhaps this person was not sent by Richelieu? He didn't seem very reliable.

Chapter 111: Fangirl Brest

When the blonde ship girl stood up, Liu Cheng was surprised to find that she was wearing an extremely cool swimsuit in such weather. He didn't know whether to say that she was bold or just doing what she wanted.

There was a gentle smile on her beautiful face, and she didn't mind other people's eyes scanning her exposed whiteness. Drops of water flowed along the ends of her hair, across her silky skin, and slid down along the curves of her body almost without any hindrance. Her upper body was almost covered by two pieces of cloth, covering the two most embarrassing points, gently supporting her huge and white peaks like water drops. A simple thin belt tied up the gauze-like swim skirt, revealing the pink and white inside. On her completely exposed slender thighs, there was a metal ring tied, leaving a shallow mark on her plump thighs, making people wonder if they could press such a provocative dent with a little force if they touched the cream with their fingers.

In short, this ship girl named Brest by Triumphant was a beautiful woman like an elf princess in a fairy tale.

So even the knowledgeable Liu Cheng was stunned for a moment. After his eyes stayed on her curvy figure and fair skin for a while, he reacted and quickly took off his coat and put it on her.

Brest smiled sweetly and said, "Mr. Hero is truly a gentleman."

"Hero? Never mind. Come in and wipe yourself off first. There are bathrobes on the hangers in the bathroom. Don't catch a cold."

"You won't catch a cold, but since the hero has said so, I should accept it."

Liu Cheng led Brest into the room, pointed out where the bathrobe and towel were, and asked Kaixuan to go into the bathroom to help, after all, it would be inconvenient for him as he was a man.

Listening to the rustling noises in the bathroom, Liu Cheng poured a cup of hot water and prepared it outside. He folded his arms across his chest, leaning against the bookshelf, thinking about how Brest had just emerged from the water as wet as a lotus flower. Suddenly, a trace of doubt arose in his heart - could the romance in the bones of the Iris ship girl be unreliable?

I won’t talk about Brest. We just met and didn’t have much contact, but my first impression of her was that she was a bit casual and capricious.

Triumph and viciousness, at such a young age, one is worrying about nothing, the other is a little slow and lazy, maybe the little loli doesn't represent anything.

Dunkirk seems to be very reliable, but he actually goes with the flow in his heart. He has his own ideas but not many, and he still follows Balma's lead.

Even Jean Bart, the Iris ship girl who seemed to have the least romantic feelings, was almost driven out of control by her own willfulness in the previous Gibraltar Strait exercise in cooperation with Iron Blood. What should have been a foolproof plan was almost out of control. If she hadn't appeared, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Is it possible that the romance of Iris is like the joy of Sardinia, a traditional culture that is not easy to control, and that Richelieu may not be as reliable as imagined...

Thinking of this, Liu Cheng quickly shook his head, reminding himself not to jump to conclusions because of some unconfirmed stereotypes. Although Jean Bart has a stubborn and willful side, he is actually very capable. He believes that Richelieu, who also has countless legendary experiences, is no less capable, and may even be better. If things don't work out, there are backup plans, so just stay calm.

So Liu Cheng lay down on the sofa, rubbed his brows, and thought to himself that he was really destined to be a hard worker. He finally had some time to rest, but because he was too relaxed, he couldn't help but feel anxious and began to doubt the established plan. However, plans are dead, but people are alive. It is not impossible to make some adjustments and take the initiative to find Richelieu. Seeing how she handled the sister relationship a little clumsily during the Gibraltar exercise, maybe it would be better for me to take the initiative?

While thinking this, Brest and Triumph came out together. This elegant and slender ship girl was wrapped in a white bathrobe.

The pink belt was tied tightly around her slender waist, making her plump upper body look even fuller. Her blow-dried blonde hair was scattered behind her head, and under her bathrobe were her long, beautiful legs, tight and white.

Obviously, her slim body was almost completely wrapped in the bathrobe, but after seeing her charming look in the swimsuit before, I felt that she was more attractive this way. Maybe this is what it means to be half-covered while holding the lute.

"Your name is Brest, right? Hello, I'm Liu Cheng." Liu Cheng stood up from the sofa and pointed at the teacup and said, "There is hot water here, you can drink it to warm yourself up."

"um. Thank you!"

Brest smiled sweetly, took the initiative to extend his hand and shook it with Liu Cheng, and said: "Then let's formally introduce ourselves. I am Iris's large cruiser and also the Dunkirk-class prototype ship, Brest. I like to listen to the stories that happen on the land and the sea, and then weave them into poems and share them with more people. Hero, it's a pleasure to meet you, and I hope you can tell me your story."

"Well, you're from Dunkirk..."

"Sister." Brest took over and said, "These past few days, I often heard my sister mention you inadvertently. She tried her best to cover it up afterwards, but the charm of the hero is such that people can't help themselves."

"I have been under Dunkirk's care for the past few days."

Liu Cheng motioned Brest to sit down, and he also sat on the sofa and joked: "But I think she must be saying bad things about me. After all, I often joke with her and sometimes make her angry."

"No."

Brest placed her hands on her chest and sat down very gracefully. Her light blue eyes were sparkling and her gaze never left Liu Cheng's face.

"Dunkirk said that you do nothing all day. I think it must be because you have a plan in mind. Because heroes' outstanding abilities make them more efficient, they are easily misunderstood by ordinary people."

"She said that you are frivolous and like to bully people, which means that you are different from those traditional heroes. Not only do you have noble sentiments, but you also have a compassionate character. You are close to people you just met, and you not only bring them safety, but also happiness."

"She also said that you have a big appetite and will definitely gain weight in the future. I don't see that, which means you must have been secretly working out. A hero always shows his or her good side to others and keeps the bad side to himself or herself."

"Dunkirk pointed out a lot of your shortcomings, but still said that you are a good and reliable person, which shows your charm even more. This is the charm of heroes."

Brest became more and more engaged in his speech, and in the end he put his hands in front of his chest, as if he was reciting a sacred poem in a tone that made Kaixuan unable to help but look at him with admiration. He thought he really didn't have enough vision, and it turned out that his elder brother was even greater than he thought.

Liu Cheng was a little confused. Is this talking about me?

Chapter 112 Yes, I am a hero

"Well, thank you for the compliment, but your title is a bit strange. I'm not really a hero at the moment."

Liu Cheng thought that he was indeed working hard to become a hero, but based on his current actions he could not be called a hero. At most he was just an outstanding soldier. When he could truly turn the tide, let alone being called a hero, he would be glad to be awarded the Nine Gifts, allowed to enter the court without bowing, allowed to be praised without naming his name, allowed to carry his sword and shoes into the palace, allowed to be worshipped in the church, and allowed to kneel down and be prayed for by Richelieu and his enemies every day.

Now, there is still a long way to go.

But Brest clearly doesn't think so.

"Mr. Hero, you are too modest. Perhaps this is the consciousness of a hero. What we think is a great thing is just a piece of cake for a hero." Brest sat down next to Liu Cheng with some excitement, holding his hand to his chest and said, "I have heard many different stories about heroes from many different people. So I especially want to know, what is your own story like in your eyes?"

"Um... sorry, I got a little excited."

Brest then realized that his behavior seemed a little inappropriate, and quickly let go of Liu Cheng's hand. However, there was no shame on her pretty face. She just felt it was inappropriate, not embarrassed. She still looked at Liu Cheng with a smile on her face.

"fine."

Brest's sacred temperament and casual behavior made Liu Cheng involuntarily think of hatred. That enchanting nun could be extremely sacred even when she bent down and knelt.

However, Liu Cheng spent some time to confirm that no matter whether Brest was sent by Richelieu or not, she was indeed his fan girl. She really wanted to know Liu Cheng's story and write it into a heroic epic to pass on to others.

"I think the world needs more heroes. Morals are corrupt and people's hearts are no longer the same because they have lost their role models and callings. At this time, only the power of heroes can inspire the kindness and responsibility in everyone's hearts. Inspired by heroic stories, everyone will stop caring about those petty things and put the world back on track."

"Your deeds are passed on by word of mouth among the ship girls. There is no doubt that you are such a hero."

Liu Cheng listened and couldn't help wondering if he was already so famous in the Kanmusu world? Even Iris, where he had never been, had its own legend? And from Brest's tone, she should naturally support unity, but her thoughts seemed a little naive.

Brest held his hands to his chest and said with longing: "You defeated the Siren's attack in the Gibraltar Strait exercise and saved Jean Bart from fire and water; you healed

You have been hurt by the hatred between Bismarck and Hood, delaying the crisis that was about to break out; you have gone deep into the Iron Blood and the Royal Family, using your personal experience to explore, just to better bridge the contradictions in the world... Now you have come to Iris again, even if you risk being imprisoned by Jean Bart, you have to come to the current Iris. I think you are definitely not here to widen the rift, but to bridge and redeem it. "

"You are born with the ability to communicate with ship girls. Just like Hercules who was born with divine power and Achilles who was blessed by the goddess, you are a true hero no matter what you do."

"My hero, please let me record your poem!"

As she spoke, Brest held Liu Cheng's hand again. Even through the yukata she could feel the incomparable elasticity. Her beautiful light blue eyes looked deeply at Liu Cheng, smiling slightly and looking forward to his answer.

Originally, Liu Cheng had been a little flattered. After all, the beautiful girl he had just met was praising him nonsensically, and it was a grand narrative that men loved most. Who wouldn't be confused after listening to it?

But Brest's action suddenly calmed Liu Cheng down. Doing such intimate actions as soon as they met, putting aside any grudges, just to tease men, it can't be that it's really because of the romantic nature of the Iris ship girl, right?

"If you want to listen, I will tell you." Liu Cheng asked seriously, "But if my story is not as exciting as you think, or the direction of the story is different from the general heroic stories, what will you do?"

Brest's heart trembled. She pursed her lips and looked into Liu Cheng's deep black eyes involuntarily. The eyes seemed as bright as the starry sky of the entire universe, making her heart beat fast.

She came here secretly not on Richelieu's orders, nor just to listen to the so-called heroic stories.

Brest, like many other shipgirls who supported Richelieu, noticed the recent situation of the Iris flagship. Richelieu was still firm in his belief, but he was obviously not as confident as before and began to hesitate. Liu Cheng's arrival should be a hope for the Richelieu camp, which received the news from the Royal Family in advance, but it is also possible that his relationship with Jean Bart made things even more difficult to turn around.

Perhaps because of this reason, Richelieu, who learned that Liu Cheng was under house arrest by Jean Bart, did not take the initiative to contact Liu Cheng, which made many Iris ship girls who supported Richelieu secretly anxious.

So Brest came here on her own initiative. She wanted to share the worries of the Bishop of Iris and find out the real intention of Liu Cheng's coming. The so-called heroic story was not only her interest and hobby, but also a temptation and moral kidnapping - if she was a real hero, she would not support things like sisters turning against each other and alliances breaking down, right?

Brest was not shy. Under her childish appearance, she had a wealth of knowledge from all kinds of heroic epics from ancient and modern times. She looked intently into Liu Cheng's eyes and said, "Setbacks are also an indispensable part of heroic stories. But the reason why heroes are heroes is that no matter how the story goes, heroes will bring light and faith to everyone. As long as this point is followed, it is a heroic story."

"Do you believe this yourself?"

Liu Cheng smiled and pulled his hand out of Brest's arms, but the beautiful girl held it tightly again. She said firmly: "I believe it, of course I believe it. It is precisely because I believe that such a thing exists that I came here and wanted to listen to your story."

Brest wanted to share Richelieu's worries. The ship girl who called herself a poet believed in her own judgment more. From Liu Cheng's eyes just now, Brest believed that Liu Cheng had understood everything. This hero had done many heroic deeds and would definitely create more heroic deeds.

"Okay, since you believe it, I believe it too."

Liu Cheng did not ask any more questions, but shook hands with Brest solemnly again, "I just wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but I didn't expect that you have such a unique vision. Yes, I am a hero."

Brest blinked his eyes, feeling happy and thinking at the same time, as a hero's opening statement, should this sentence be deleted?

Chapter 113: Good Sister Clemenceau's Frankness

As the sun sets, dark clouds gather in the sky, leaving little room for the sunlight to survive. The sea breeze on the shore also begins to roar. Seagulls flap their wings and soar quickly over the sea, looking for shelter nearby. If nothing unexpected happens, a spring rain will soon cover the port area of ​​​​Iris.

On the beach, there were three graceful figures with long shadows cast by the setting sun. In addition to Jean Bart and Dunkirk, there was a tall, curvy ship girl wearing a gorgeous black hollow fishtail skirt. She had picturesque eyebrows and beautiful features, especially her plump cherry pink lips, which made her look extremely mature and sexy. At this moment, she put one hand behind her back and strolled leisurely beside Jean Bart, the second-in-command of Iris, who was actually the flagship of Iris that competed with Richelieu. It was obvious that she had a high status in Iris.

"Dunkirk, please help me attend the meeting tomorrow."

"I go? That's not a good idea."

Dunkirk looked at Jean Bart who was rubbing his temple. She also sympathized with Jean Bart who had been confronting Richelieu for an entire afternoon. Now even Marco Polo no longer gave long speeches to liven up the atmosphere, but chatted and joked with others. To be fair, although Marco Polo had some weird egos, his cheerful and bold personality was not annoying.

But Dunkirk felt that he was not yet able to confront Richelieu, not to mention that Barr had always looked tired these past few days. After being nourished by love at night, he would

She is full of energy now. Dunkirk feels that she is not jealous, but the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. She cannot face Sister Li with confidence, but Bal can.

"What's wrong with that? You share the same beliefs as me."

Dunkirk leaned over slightly, blinked, and said, "We have the same beliefs, but our levels are not high enough. I can't afford to be in a cold war with Sister Li for an entire afternoon."

"Humph, she's just holding on."

"Yes, Richelieu is indeed holding on." The mature ship girl walking beside Jean Bart said naturally, "So I suggest that you hold on a little longer, Jean Bart. Richelieu won't be able to hold on for much longer in his current state."

Jean Bart looked at the ship girl beside him who was only two months old, and also her sister, the third Richelieu-class battleship, Clemenceau. Although she expressed her firm support for him between him and Richelieu, Jean Bart always felt that he could not see through his sister.

“Clemenceau, you see that too?”

"Well," Clemenceau said, "Richelieu's sister is still as firm in her beliefs as before, but she also knows that she can't come up with any constructive suggestions, so she is just strong on the outside but weak on the inside. If she persists for a while longer, she will definitely compromise."

Jean Bart looked at Clemenceau with a complicated expression. He said, "What do you think Richelieu will do after he compromises?"

Clemenceau shrugged. "Given her character, she would probably give up her power and go into exile. Richelieu is firm in his beliefs, but he won't force others, especially Iris' sisters."

"That is certainly the case. You know Richelieu well."

"I am, after all, an outstanding sister."

Jean Bart said, "How about you help me negotiate with her for a few days?"

"Forget it." Clemenceau smiled and said sincerely, "I have just arrived in this world not long ago. I have no prestige or qualifications. I don't have the momentum to negotiate with Richelieu. Besides, I don't like to stand out. It is more suitable for me to stay behind the scenes."

"Ah."