Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

Yamato raised the plane in his hand.

"Yeah, Gale."

Veneto didn't understand what Yamato meant.

"Here, it's for you."

Yamato held the plane in his hand forward.

"I don't want it. I don't need it."

Veneto subconsciously refused.

She is a battleship, what use is there for her to have airplanes? She can't be equipped with them.

"You don't want it? Why don't you want it? Shouldn't you be happy?"

Yamato frowned slightly.

Isn't it the North that likes airplanes the most? Why doesn't Veneto like it?

"I am a battleship. A battleship doesn't need an airplane!"

Veneto's eyes widened.

She finally realized that the deep sea in front of her must have some misunderstanding about her.

"Battleship? Isn't that the same as me?"

Yamato looked at Veneto in confusion.

"almost."

Veneto was screaming madly in his heart, "This is not even close."

She is not as crazy as Yamato.

"What if it's a battleship?"

Yamato scratched his hair anxiously.

She has never seen how the battleship loli should respond.

All the experience comes from Harbor Princess.

This is just like a person who raises cats online. She sees how cute other people's cats are, but if she really raises one herself, it will be a completely different story.

"Where are we going? Back to the Deep Sea Base?"

Veneto saw Yamato holding his head, on the verge of going crazy.

She was a little afraid that he would have another attack, so she quickly changed the subject.

"No, I haven't completed my mission yet, why would I go back?"

Yamato decisively gave up what he was thinking and followed Veneto to change the subject.

"Mission? What mission?"

Veneto asked.

NO.275 Shark, eat, it's delicious

"What other missions are there? Expand the deep sea occupation area and reduce the living space of humans and shipgirls."

Yamato shrugged.

This task is a normal task in the deep sea.

Except for flagship-level ships like her, which are often kept in the base camp and cannot attack easily, other deep-sea ships often attack for this purpose.

"So, you still want to continue this mission?"

Veneto curled his lips, which meant that the dean would continue to cause trouble.

"Yes, we have to continue until it's over."

Yamato looked towards the sea, where a white line appeared on the water surface, quickly approaching Yamato's body.

Something beneath the white line of the sea surface surfaced, a petite deep sea bream.

She has short white hair in the tradition of the deep sea, and in her mouth are sharp teeth biting a big shark.

When it was a few meters away from Yamato's body, the deep-sea creature shook its head and opened its mouth at the same time.

The shark, with its eyes rolled back and its life already dead, flew out a smooth parabola and landed on the deck of the Yamato.

Then the little deep-sea fish turned around and dived back into the sea.

"Well, how do I do this..."

Yamato pinched his chin, looking at the shark lying motionless on the deck, feeling somewhat hesitant.

As far as she was concerned, although she had read a lot of human books, the only food preparation techniques she knew how to use were roasting and stewing.

Roasting doesn’t have to be that complicated, just put it on the fire.

Just don't let the food burn.

Stew...stew goose in iron pot, stew.

Just throw everything together, add some salt, cook it and eat it, done.

She doesn't know how to stir-fry or steam anything.

While Yamato was thinking about what to eat, Veneto was thinking about the submarine deep sea he had just seen.

Theoretically, it should be a rare deep sea creature, but in reality it is very common.

Because it is difficult for most deep-sea ships to break through the defense array formed by the front-line ship girls.

And deep sea submarines can quietly cross that line of defense from underwater.

Submarine Ships are truly rare among the Ships Girls, and are totally insufficient to form an underwater defense line.

Therefore, deep sea submarine raids have become a common occurrence in rear bases and even coastal cities.

Because they are the only ones who can come.

"Come on, you should be able to do it, right?"

If I were to say what Yamato feels is the greatest benefit of reading, it would be that he knows that food should be cooked before eating.

In the past, she often ate raw fish.

Later, when I learned about cooked food, I realized that there are so many flavors of food.

Of course, that was after I followed Harbor Princess.

She doesn't know how to prepare those ingredients herself.

"I can."

Veneto wanted to refuse.

What does it mean to cook for the enemy? An accomplice? Or something else?

In short, it shouldn't.

But then I thought, I don’t know how long I can live.

This will satisfy your appetite and make you full quickly.

If you are late, you will never be able to eat shark fin again.

"Well, we're almost there."

Yamato made a canopy with her hands and looked at the island she had decided to use as a temporary camp.

Veneto also looked toward the island.

No one knew how big the island was, but judging from the side they came from, it seemed quite large.

The width is very wide, but I don't know what the depth is.

The vegetation on the island is particularly lush, as if the entire island is made up of trees.

Revealing a mysterious and primitive flavor that has never been developed, Veneto began to wonder if there were dinosaurs or something on the island.

Or a jumping primitive man?

For some reason, Veneto thought of the pigeon people before.

That kind of primitive beauty is fully displayed in them.

The prerequisite is to block the pigeon head.

Because the island had no deep-water port, Yamato stopped the ship far away.

This time Veneto was not tied up.

Perhaps it was because the white-haired ship girl had been well-behaved throughout the journey that Yamato was less vigilant.

He simply carried Veneto on his shoulders and put away his main body.

In the second when Veneto's breathing stopped due to weightlessness, Yamato landed on the sea, and the splashing sea water covered the white-haired ship girl's face.

Fortunately, because she was not tied up, she had enough hands to wipe the sea water off her face.

She was angry but dared not say anything as Yamato lifted her off his shoulders and threw her onto the beach.

Veneto, who was well prepared, did a somersault and plunged headfirst into the sand.

She just thought that with her current physique as a ship girl, she should be able to easily copy the actions in movies and TV series just like in novels.

Or simply the movements that athletes would use will do.

But the reality is very bleak.

Even though she is in great physical condition now, she has never practiced those difficult movements.

If you only rely on your brain, you can only use your physical fitness to perform most of the movements.

It was difficult for her to master the remaining half of the accuracy.

If he turned half a circle more, his head would fall to the ground first.

"???"

Yamato kept throwing the ball in a daze.

Even an old hand like her, Shenhai, had never seen such a scene.

"Little Veneto, are you okay?"

After being stunned for a while, Yamato quickly went to pull out the radish and pulled out Veneto, who was too embarrassed to see anyone and had buried his head in the beach and didn't want to come out.

"What's wrong with you?"

Yamato, with a bear-like feeling, looked through the hopeless Veneto in his hand.

The latter was tossed around like a rag doll.

There is no wound, what's going on?

"I'm fine, I just want to be alone."

Veneto held it in for a long time, but seeing that Yamato showed no sign of relaxing, she twitched her lips and said something with a requesting tone.

"Jingjing? Who is Jingjing?"

Yamato frowned and shook the ship girl in his hand.

Veneto's eyes widened when he heard Shenhai's serious question.

It was clear that Shen Hai had always spoken like a human being, so how could he suddenly come up with such an old joke?

And looking at her expression, it seemed that she didn't take what she just said as a joke at all, but was really curious about who that so-called Jingjing was.

"I said I want some quiet time... Never mind, let's just do that shark."

Veneto sat up directly from Yamato's arms.

For this abnormal deep sea, it is more effective to divert attention.

"Yeah, we still have to eat!"