Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

After the information is entered into the Oita City Military Police's network, other Military Police members can also look up the KanColle's entry records.

It can improve the work efficiency of the gendarmerie.

But if it is limited to the territory of Oita City, that is enough.

The cost of network maintenance in a boastful city is too high. There will be no national or world-class network coordination for the entry records of ship girls in such areas.

Otherwise, it will be destroyed by the deep sea right after it is built, which is a waste of resources.

"Then, Admiral, please provide your contact information as a backup."

The young lady raised her head and looked at the white-haired loli.

"it is good."

Veneto raised his hand and took a small form from the window, which only had boxes for the admiral's name and mobile phone number.

"Okay, registration is complete, thank you for your cooperation."

After registering Veneto's information on the Internet, the young lady behind the window smiled broadly again.

"Well, we want to inquire about the whereabouts of a ship girl. As you can see, we are here to visit a friend."

Veneto folded his hands on the edge of the window and looked up to ask.

"Excuse me, what's her name?"

The young lady behind the window asked with a smile.

"Her name is Guanghui...long golden hair, slender figure...very elegant, very graceful..."

Veneto described it in words.

“And he’s good at spending money.”

Vittorio added.

"Can I spend money?"

The young lady behind the window was confused for a moment, obviously having no impression of it.

“It comes with its own light effect.”

Bismarck spoke expressionlessly.

"That was very...boring."

"Uh, doesn't bu ling bu ling resonate with girls? Bismarck, don't you like bu ling bu ling?"

Veneto looked at Bismarck in surprise.

Although this serious pirate cat in her house is always very serious.

But Veneto never believed that the cat was so serious that it would wipe out the girl's instincts.

Didn't the rumor from the Admiral Academy say that Bismarck was very handsome and that many admirals and ship girls liked her very much?

Someone who is liked by others is basically a public figure.

And how can a public figure be really serious? No one likes someone who is always serious.

"Of course… no, that's stupid."

Bismarck said expressionlessly.

"Oh, I get it."

Veneto understood.

I guess this Persian cat at home is not liked but admired.

People who are admired don't need to be liked by others.

"What do you unserstand?"

Vittorio looked at Veneto.

"That's not important. Anyway, have you thought of anything, little sister?"

Veneto waved his hand and looked at the young lady behind the window who was smiling in a standard way.

"Yes, Admiral, a few months ago, a free ship girl named Glory came to Oita City."

The young lady nodded.

"See, she has a really good memory."

Veneto happily alternated between raising and lowering his fingers, making rhythmic tapping sounds on the table.

"I just watched this."

The young lady smiled and pointed at the computer screen.

"Um...Okay, so, where does she live now?"

Veneto licked his lips and felt his face getting a little hot.

"Maple Leaf Hotel."

The young lady replied.

"Okay, thank you very much, let's go."

Veneto withdrew his hands, turned around and walked out.

"That's not too embarrassing."

Vittorio took Veneto's hand.

"Yes, you are right."

But her face is feverish.

The Maple Leaf Hotel is located in the city center of Oita City, not far from the gendarmerie.

Maybe there is some kind of deal with the European Emperor's Palace or the Pacific Governor's Palace, and the admirals and ship girls will get discounts when staying there.

This is perhaps one of the few things that wealthy businessmen in the rear can do for those on the front lines fighting the deep sea.

It took only a few minutes from the gendarmerie to the hotel.

"Things are going pretty smoothly."

Veneto stood at the door of the hotel, looked up at the towering buildings and the sign on the gate and sighed.

"So far..."

Vittorio glanced at the people coming and going.

Some of them can be recognized as admirals at first glance... the kind that are surrounded by beauties.

The main reason is that they are wearing the admiral's standard casual clothes, which distinguishes them from playboys.

"Let's go, we can live here too."

Veneto walked towards the hotel lobby.

"welcome."

As soon as I arrived at the door, a man in a tuxedo who was waiting at the door with a lobby manager tag on his chest came up to me and bowed 90 degrees.

After he stood up, he said, "Excuse me, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Check in..."

"this way please!"

The man in the tuxedo immediately turned sideways and extended his hand.

Veneto didn't finish his words.

NO.201 Strange Manager, Mysterious Boss (Foreshadowing)

Faced with the particularly warm reception, Veneto's second half of the sentence was blocked.

I was thinking to myself, I haven't seen this kind of waiter in other hotels, could it be a feature of Oita City?

I followed the waiter helplessly towards the front desk. The front door was only a short distance away from the front desk and I could see it at a glance.

"Hello, are you checking in?"

When the girl at the front desk saw the man in the tuxedo leading the group of beautiful girls over, she knew what was going on.

He immediately smiled.

"Yes."

Veneto shrugged and was led to the front desk anyway.

"Please show your ID card for registration."

The girl at the front desk smiled and held out her hand.

Veneto looked towards Reputation.

The latter smiled back.

Now is the most difficult time, the allocation of houses.

For the admiral, it is very difficult to arrange accommodation when bringing a ship girl with him on a business trip.

Unless you only bring one ship girl.

Reputation stepped forward and handed over Veneto's ID, his own ID, and Bismarck's ID.

"One king-size bed room and two twin-size beds rooms."

Reputation handed the documents to the lady at the front desk.

"OK, wait."

The lady at the front desk took the ID, took a look at it, and then recorded the information in the check-in register.

After writing her name and ID number, she turned the booklet around and pointed to the place where the contact information was to be registered.

The reputation wrote down the mobile phone number.

"This is your room, welcome to Maple Leaf Hotel."

The lady at the front desk handed three cards to Reputation.

When she saw the reputation certificate, she knew that she only needed to connect with the reputation.

Needless to say, the person in front is the admiral.

I don’t know why I didn’t bring my admiral’s certificate to register.

But who else could be with the ship girl other than the admiral?

And he seemed to be giving orders all the time.

She had met the ship girl and the admiral many times, so she simply registered Veneto's information on the king-size bed room.

The information of the remaining two ship girls was entered into a double room respectively.

It seems that the people in front of me are not novice admirals and ship girls.

Although... this admiral is a little too young, even the receptionist is a little tall compared to her.

If it were really a novice admiral and a ship girl, they would probably start arguing over the room issue.

The lady at the front desk recalled the embarrassing incident that happened last time.

It's scary when ship girls quarrel. Everyone is afraid that the two ship girls will pull out their cannons and shoot at each other.

Ordinary people can't stand that kind of torture.

As for those who tried to persuade them to do this, the military police would either point more cannons at the faces of the quarreling ship girls.

Otherwise, we have to let them take over.

If this matter was caused by their admiral, then the only one to be blamed is the Military Police.

The lady at the front desk began to think about how she had prevented a discord between the admiral and the ship girl, and the appearance of the military police, and how she was a hero of the Maple Leaf Hotel.

"Well, we also want to ask if you have encountered a ship girl named Glory."