Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

"Uh... am I mistaken? You are not Veneto?"

Guanghui, who was leading the way, paused for a moment and turned back in surprise.

"That shouldn't be the case. Reputation is reputation, Bismarck is Bismarck, and you look like Veneto. Why don't you look like him?"

Guanghui stretched out his right hand to cover his mouth and exclaimed, as if he had encountered the end of the world.

"Damn it... I'm Vittorio, I'm Vittorio now, and she's Veneto."

Vittorio pointed at Veneto, who didn't dare to speak.

Seeing the main ship of the Glory, Veneto felt guilty.

I don’t know where the courage to muster up has gone.

"So, you split into two destroyers?"

Guanghui reached out and touched Veneto's head.

She could see that this Veneto was in a daze, as if it was frightened.

Much cuter than the one next to it.

"Expel? Who are you talking about? Do you want to fight?"

Vittorio's forehead was bulging with anger, but she tried hard to suppress it.

"Let's go in first. It's not good to be in the corridor."

Reputation gave Glory a slight push.

He retreated, turned around and opened the door next to him.

The short time that Vittorio and Glory spent discussing the illness was enough for all the ship girls to come to Glory's room.

"Why can't the garrison contact you?"

Vittorio asked as soon as he sat down.

If the brilliant answer is not satisfactory, then Vittorio will have the capital to impeach.

In that case, this account can be temporarily recorded, and when it is reviewed later, it will not delay Veneto's actions.

"What would you like to drink? Coffee? Tea? Beer?"

Guanghui questioned each of the guests who came, even Vittorio who had caused trouble was not spared.

"Alas. I don't believe you have anything else here besides instant coffee."

Vittorio sighed.

I used to see this kind of scene in TV dramas or animations, where the person didn’t answer the other person’s questions at all during a conversation or even pretended that the other person didn’t exist.

At that time, Vittorio thought it was all artistic creation, for the purpose of being funny.

Who would have thought that one day, this kind of thing would happen to her.

Fortunately, Guanghui asked her when he asked about the drinks.

Otherwise, she might have to start filming on the spot.

Just looking at Guanghui's attitude, there's no way he can get a direct answer or find any evidence against him.

It's better to follow the other party's wishes and drink something to calm down, so as not to overheat your head.

Don't let the time pass when others fail to make mistakes that could lead to impeachment, but you become the target of public criticism, otherwise you will be doomed.

"Coincidentally, I do have a simple coffee machine, but it can only make American coffee. I don't know how to use a hand-poured pot."

Guanghui pointed to a machine placed on the bar of the suite.

How could an elegant black tea-themed ship girl who is not just a maid but a royal one learn advanced coffee skills?

"It's okay to change the taste."

Vittorio compromised.

She could actually use a full set of equipment to brew the standard 'Vittorio Veneto flavored coffee' on the spot, but now she was just a guest.

At the host's house, the guest ended up making his own coffee and drinking it... It's hard to say whether it was the host who disrespected the guest or the guest who disrespected the host.

Might as well make do with it, it’s coffee after all.

"What about you? The new Veneto-chan?"

Guanghui looked at Veneto.

"I... I'll have coffee... Black tea is fine... It's no trouble..."

Veneto rubbed the palms of his hands with his pants awkwardly, then quickly waved his hands away.

"What's the big deal? We are all sisters from the same tutelary fort. It's not a big deal."

Guanghui shook his head slowly, his voice gentle and pleasant, and his purple eyes stared at Veneto.

She felt that the ship girl in front of her looked familiar.

Of course, since he is also called Veneto, it is expected that he has some connection with the gray-haired Veneto next to him.

It's normal to look alike.

It’s just that Guanghui feels that it’s not artificial that the two ship girls look alike, but that this new Veneto looks like someone else.

"Reputation, what about you? Black tea?"

After Guanghui stared at Veneto for a while, he turned around and asked about reputation.

"Excuse me, do you need help?"

Reputation nodded, then asked Glory.

"No need, this is totally irrelevant."

Guanghui shook his head and looked at Bismarck.

"Coffee, thank you."

Bismarck nodded to Guanghui expressionlessly.

"Okay, then... three cups of coffee and two cups of black tea."

Guanghui stood up and walked to the small bar in the suite.

The Maple Leaf Hotel is like this, small but complete.

Even ordinary guest rooms have a dedicated bar.

All the drinks at the bar of Maple Leaf Hotel are free.

It’s just that the room cost is proportional to the quality of the drinks.

"So, you came to me because something really happened at the tutelary fort?"

After spending a few minutes preparing the tea and coffee, Guanghui took a sip of his tea before asking.

"Something went wrong. Fortunately, we found the admiral."

Vittorio nodded.

After taking a sip of coffee, she came back to her senses.

My brain started to work.

In fact, it was normal for a ship girl to ask about the naval base right away instead of mentioning her own affairs.

If Vittorio used this kind of thing as a glorious handle, she would be the only one to be embarrassed.

"Have you found the admiral? Didn't the admiral pass away?"

Guanghui frowned.

She didn't think Vittorio would fool people about such things, but it was impossible for her to believe it directly.

"Alive again, this is it."

Vittorio tilted his head and pointed at Veneto with his chin.

NO.207 Glory is with you

The air in the room was silent.

Veneto felt a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look up.

She could feel the glorious gaze, always resting on her.

But the other party didn't say a word, and Veneto became more and more unsure.

Is he angry or surprised? Just give me some advice so that I can put my mind at ease.

This thing stuck here is just like a mouthful of old phlegm stuck in the throat, unable to go up or down. If you taste it carefully, you can smell a strange taste.

"Okay, so she is the admiral?"

Guanghui pondered for a while and then spoke.

"Yes, I am."

Veneto gritted his teeth, raised his head and looked directly at Guanghui.

But I saw purple eyes with a warm smile.

"So, you came to see me and want me to return to the garrison?"

Guanghui asked with a smile.

"Listen to me, I realize my mistake and I will never slack off again!"

Veneto waved his hands, trying to explain.

"Mistake? What mistake? Isn't this the first time we meet?"

Guanghui tilted his head strangely, but there was no doubt in his eyes.

"Yes... and no... Let me explain..."

Veneto recounted his experience.

"So, you are really resurrected, and not... a new admiral they found?"

Guanghui leaned back on the sofa, resting his elbows on the armrests, supporting his cheeks.

"No, of course not, although it is magical."

Veneto scratched his hair.

It is very difficult to make others believe that one can be resurrected by changing the body.

"Then why resurrect as Veneto and not something else?"

However, Guanghui's question left Veneto stunned.

“Isn’t this the point?”

Veneto asked dully.

"I believe you. When are we leaving?"

Guanghui suddenly straightened his clothes, sat up straight, and looked ready to go.

"Wait, you believe that?"

Veneto shook his little head and ignored Guanghui's question.

"I believe it."

Guanghui nodded.

"I haven't taken out the proof I prepared yet."

Veneto opened his arms and waved.

“That’s not possible.”

Guanghui stretched out his index finger and waved it left and right.

"Crane Ship Suit!"