Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

He is not the big boss, so of course he can't figure it out.

In short, just do it. People have promised him some benefits, so he has to do his best.

From then on, until the female admiral and her ship girl left, the lobby manager decided to focus on this aspect unless absolutely necessary.

Maybe he has just touched the threshold for promotion and salary increase.

Thinking of this, he pressed the phone at hand.

"Manager, you called me?"

A secretary opened the door and walked in.

Who says that lobby managers don’t have secretaries? Maple Leaf Hotel is not an ordinary hotel.

"Prepare coupons for all the entertainment venues in our hotel, 5 for each venue, and send them to me immediately."

…OVo…

Xiaobai turned on the hotel's wall-mounted TV.

Although she has recently become addicted to the magical thing called the Internet, she has not given up TV.

The means of obtaining information here is much more convenient than where she used to stay.

"Guanghui doesn't look like he's in dire straits, so why can't we get in touch with him?"

Veneto and the other ship girls were sitting on the sofa and having a small meeting.

The little white cat didn't join in and just watched TV quietly.

"It's hard to say. Maybe she paid the hotel enough days in advance, and then something happened to her, so she couldn't be contacted."

Vittorio suggested a possibility.

"There's no point in guessing like this. Let's just wait until she shows up and ask her directly."

Veneto thought for a moment and felt that what Vittorio said made sense.

"So besides her, can we contact other ship girls this time? Are there any other ship girls nearby that we can't contact?"

Veneto looked towards Reputation.

"We are running out of time, Admiral. You still have to go back to class."

Reputation shook his head.

"Tsk, I always feel a sense of oppression now, as if something big is going to happen..."

Veneto smacked his lips.

At first, she thought that she was resurrected to make up for her own ship girls, but what happened afterwards made her see the signs of unrest.

Even if there is a possibility of unfounded worry.

It’s just like what our own ship girls said, their magical sensing and anticipatory abilities are sometimes unreasonable.

Maybe when I was an ordinary person, I couldn't feel it, but now that I'm a shipgirl, I can feel it?

She was afraid that she would not be able to get back to where she was before bad things happened, and would not be able to stand with her own ship girl.

This made her very anxious.

Unfortunately, life in the Admiral Academy cannot be achieved overnight. At least there is a process to follow, and that takes time to fill.

"Do you feel the reputation?"

Vittorio asked about reputation.

"No."

Reputation shook his head.

"Bismarck?"

"No... If I were to say, I feel that Guanghui will go with us."

Bismarck tilted his head expressionlessly and said.

"Look, we don't have any hard feelings, Admiral, just relax. There's such a thing as tactics in the deep sea... even ants have tactics when they fight."

Vittorio patted Veneto's shoulder and comforted him.

NO.203 Room Service

That's not the same thing! Veneto rolled his eyes.

"Ah ↑ ah ↓, ladies are not allowed to roll their eyes."

Vittorio pinched Veneto's cheek.

"Ding dong."

An electronic doorbell rang, imitating a bell.

"Who?"

Xiaobai was sitting closer to the door and asked.

"Room service."

A man's voice came from the door.

"Did we order room service?"

Xiaobai opened the door and looked back in confusion.

"You know what I thought of? A movie plot."

Veneto muttered to Vittorio as he faced the door.

"Hello, these are coupons for various items in our hotel. These are champagne and caviar given by the hotel. Welcome to stay and have a good time."

The lobby manager stood at the door, handed Xiaobai a handful of colorfully printed paper, and then stepped aside.

Behind him, a waiter in a white shirt and a red vest was pushing a small food cart.

There are all kinds of food on the dining car.

Apparently it wasn't just champagne and caviar as the lobby manager said.

"So good? Can all customers who stay at your place experience this kind of service?"

Vittorio asked with a half-smile.

If Veneto had been just a little strange before, Vittorio would not have believed it.

Seeing these things now, even Vittorio couldn't help but wonder what the lobby manager was up to.

"No, no, ordinary customers certainly can't experience this kind of service... Our hotel has reached a strategic cooperation with the Governor's Office, and we have some preferential treatment for the admiral."

The lobby manager was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, and quickly regained his frozen smile and spoke.

"It's really a bit... overly enthusiastic. It's really hard for us to get used to it."

Vittorio also showed an aristocratic smile from ITA at the right time.

"I wish you all a good time."

The lobby manager, feeling something was not right, quickly bent down, bowed, and left with the waiter.

"Is there something wrong here?"

Xiaobai finally sensed something was wrong and pointed at the wide variety of food on the dining cart.

"There is a problem... there are too few of them, not enough to fill the gaps between teeth."

Veneto lifted the dome from a plate on the dining cart, revealing a beautifully arranged plate of toast topped with caviar.

"I remember this stuff. Some restaurants served it directly from the can to show that it was the real thing."

"But a hotel of Maple Leaf Hotel's level wouldn't do that. Even if they paid out, it must be genuine. There's no need for them to damage their reputation over such a small thing."

Vittorio leaned over and sniffed the tidbit on his plate.

The few poor slices of bread made the plate look quite large.

"I mean, they couldn't be poisoned, could they?"

Xiaobai pointed at the black caviar.

"Poison? Poison us? Why? Why would you think so?"

Vittorio looked at Xiaobai with a cute expression.

"Well, that's how it's played out in the movies. When they serve food to you for no apparent reason, if there's something fishy going on, it must be in the food, right?"

Xiaobai waved his hands, recalling the plot.

"Movies always have some artistic processing... Besides, if we eat them, will poisoning them work?"

Vittorio elegantly picked up a piece of toast covered with a thick layer of caviar, put it in his mouth, tasted it and said, "Yes, it's artificially bred royal beluga whale."

"Caspian?"

With reputation comes interest.

"No, it should be around here."

Vittorio shook his head.

"It should be nearby... They don't have the conditions to transport them quickly from the Caspian Sea. Besides, if they are raised artificially, as long as the environment is similar... even indoors will be fine, right?"

Bismarck's serious analysis.

"Yes, I used to think that even artificial breeding was only possible in the Caspian Sea, but I didn't expect that it is now possible here as well."

Vittorio picked up a piece and stuffed it into Veneto's mouth.

"I don't really understand, but it tastes good anyway."

Veneto said that he just needed to be stupid about these things.

"That's not right. The Internet says that shipgirls are not afraid of poison, but she is an admiral, right? That thing is black, it really looks like it was poisoned."

After Xiaobai took a piece, he suddenly slapped his thigh and spoke loudly.

"Don't worry about it. Just eat your snacks. Do you think they taste bad? It's a rare opportunity to enjoy this level of food. Just eat it."

Vittorio picked up a banana from the fruit basket on the dining car, peeled it open and stuffed it into Xiaobai's mouth.

"What is this, a royal banana?"

Xiaobai swallowed the broken banana and asked curiously.

"Where are the royal families..."

Veneto was about to retort when he suddenly remembered that he was surrounded by royal family members.

Three Royal Battleships.

The royal family representing three countries, very royal.

"Anyway, should we investigate that manager?"

Veneto paused for a moment and decided to change the subject.

"I'll go."

Bismarck raised his hand.

"You go for reputation."

Veneto didn't even look at it, and just named the reputation.

Are you kidding me? A Persian cat with a poker face is going to do intelligence work?

I’m afraid of offending people.

Although it would be best if it was a society veteran like Vittorio.

But Vittorio has a bad temper. If he doesn't get what he wants to know and just hangs him upside down and sinks him into the sea, he will probably have to go to the gendarmerie.

In comparison, only reputation is relatively safe.

"By the way, find out if Guanghui has returned."