Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

She is not a ship girl who cannot afford it.

A moment later, Veneto, standing on the shore of the dock, looked lonely and lost, like a sand sculpture that would shatter into pieces if the wind blew.

Of course she could tell that the golden lines flashing on her body could never have been painted on.

No other artist's painting has the special effect of breathing light, flickering on and off.

This is not the wallpaper in the Wallpaper software on Steam, and it also has dynamic special effects... But you know what, it's pretty cool.

There are only two things Veneto needs to do at this time: one is revenge, and the other is to accept his fate.

Revenge means attacking the deep seas that made her like this and dying spectacularly.

Or use some mutually destructive tactics, such as detonating all the ammunition or something.

Why are there all pessimistic options? Because the disparity in combat power is huge.

She simply couldn't find the weakest point of Harbor Princess, and the little noise she made could hardly cause any harm to Harbor Princess, which was as big as an island.

She was wise enough to know that a dean of Fukukai Yamato's level would never be able to accomplish such a task as transforming her.

Only deep sea creatures of Harbor Princess' level can do this, and they have the space for transformation on their own bodies.

Of course, after choosing revenge, it is also a good choice to drag Shenhai Yamato to take the blame.

But she was afraid of another situation that she had no control over.

In that situation, let alone revenge, she couldn't even control her own life and death.

NO.325 Heading to Mama-san

During Veneto's not-so-long stay-at-home life, she has read quite a few online novels.

There are things like cultivation, online games, science fiction, etc.

There are many mentions of things like collecting pets, taming beasts, and manufacturing intelligent machines.

They have one thing in common: the people who create or capture these things always have a way to control them.

This is especially true of science fiction novels that create or transform things.

Products that are created or transformed exist as tools.

There is no tool maker or modifier who cannot control his own tools.

Oh, there are, but too few.

Anyone who can make or modify tools will come up with some countermeasures to a greater or lesser extent.

Now Veneto, along with her body, is in the enemy's belly.

Even if the other party had not attacked her, she seemed unable to resist now.

And now she is like this...

Isn't her current appearance the result of the transformation by the other party?

Then think more deeply, after she was transformed, could the person who transformed her control her?

Otherwise, when the barrel of her gun is pointed at the opponent, not only will she not be able to fire the shell, but she will also anger the opponent.

Then you are controlled by the opponent, unable to defend or fight back, and can only passively take the beating?

Veneto felt uncomfortable when he thought about this Sylvie plot.

She was far more frantic inside than she let on.

"Adjutant, you've been watching for half an hour. We should go catch some fish. Aren't you hungry?"

Fukayama stood quietly with Veneto for a long time, but finally couldn't help but speak.

"Do you know anything?"

Veneto glanced at Fukamiya Yamato who seemed unaware beside him.

She always felt as if she had fallen into a trap.

Where did it start? It seemed to start when Fukukai Yamato decided to bring her back to Harbor Princess.

It seemed that from that time on, I had fallen into a trap.

I am sinking deeper and deeper, and now I can't get out.

Seriously, to make a hybrid of an admiral and a ship girl turn into a deep sea...

It's even more heartbreaking than killing her.

She had thought of all kinds of scenarios and imagined all kinds of ways to die.

The only thing I didn't expect was that I could torture her like this.

"What do I know?"

Fukayama calmly asked back, "Aren't you hungry? You just entered the canal."

She wanted to brush aside Gwen's question.

By the way, I also used a rhetorical question to guide the topic and try to change the subject.

"Do you know that if you bring me back, I will become like this?"

Gwen ignored Yamato's question and continued with her pace.

"I know."

Fukayama hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"you know?"

Veneto's voice rose an octave.

"If you have any injuries, I'll contact Minato-sui-hime. She said she can treat them."

Fukayama didn't raise his voice along with Veneto.

“Is this the result of the treatment?”

Veneto looked at his handsome self in the dock.

"I should have thought of it earlier. The Deep Sea Dock is of course for treating the Deep Sea. How can it treat the Ship Girl? If you want to treat, you have to become the Deep Sea."

Veneto exudes an aura of "I'm tired, let's destroy it."

"Cheer up, life goes on."

Deep Sea Yamato patted Veneto, who looked gloomy, with a serious expression.

She saw this sentence in a book, and it was said that one must be serious when saying it.

"I￥%& ..."

Veneto clenched his hands and cursed loudly at the dock.

"You're right, life goes on."

Sooner or later she will avenge herself.

As for the main body?

What's there to be afraid of? If you can't play, just find a city to live in seclusion and be an ordinary human being.

She is not a pure ship girl, so it is not too easy for her to live in the city.

With my looks, I could debut as an idol or something.

She will never starve.

If all else fails, you can also consider being a welfare girl. There are many people in the world who like her.

As for why I am immortal, we will tell you about that when the time comes.

There are plenty of ways, especially in this era when the deep sea is raging.

Just like when she became the admiral before, she said she came from the mountains and was the descendant of refugees or something.

Few people doubt it.

After all, whether it is ordinary people or high-ranking officials of the Z government, they all think that the deep sea is a brainless thing.

No one would ever associate her with the deep sea.

The more he thought about Veneto, the more he felt that he was not without a way out.

And the best part is that she can now stay in the deep sea with a clear conscience and collect deep-sea secrets that her predecessors and successors have never been able to collect.

This is to understand the entire deep-sea group from the deepest level.

When the deep sea creatures relax their vigilance, she will escape among ordinary people and then find a way to write down all these secrets.

Although no one might believe it if I release it directly.

But it's better to have this news than not.

If she really can't do it, she will become a writer and write these things as storybooks.

In the future, there will be ship girls and admirals who will thank her.

"What does 'you￥%&...' mean?"

When Fukayama Yamato saw Veneto focus his gaze on her face, she twitched a little unnaturally.

"It's just that I'm very angry but I have no place to vent, so I can only say that."

Veneto choked at Deep Sea Yamato's question.

It seems that Fukakai Yamato didn't even know those swear words she used.

She didn't expect this, and she didn't know how to say it directly, so she took a roundabout way, but the meaning was almost the same.

This is how she explained it when she accidentally said swear words in front of children.

Of course, if you say it in front of adults, you will inevitably get scolded.

"What did you just say to me?"

Veneto remembered that Yamato seemed to be saying something to her from the beginning.

"Catch fish, get hungry, eat."

Fukamiya said that she almost forgot what she had just said to divert attention.

Even if she wasn't hungry at this time, she would have to say she was hungry.

Although she, Deep Sea Yamato, couldn't see other things, she could see that Veneto liked delicious food.

Because she is the same kind of person and also likes delicious food.

Then it became a good consensus to change the topic to a point that would appeal to the other party.

"You catch it yourself, I'll just do it."

Veneto waved her hand. She just wanted Fukuyama to stay away from her.

As for what to cook? Whatever she cooks, she will eat.

There are not so many choices. She, Veneto, is not the ship girl Mamiya, and she can't order food.

If Fukakai Yamato keeps forcing her to do something, she won't do it.

"Okay, let's go."

Fukayama took Veneto's hand and was about to leave.

"Wait, the main body is not accepted?"

Veneto took a picture of the deep sea Yamato.

"It's not ready yet, we have to wait a while."

Fukayama pointed to the top of the door they came in from, where a large clock with a diameter of one meter was hung on the rock wall.

In fact, from the moment Veneto opened its eyes, Veneto's canalization and transformation ended.

But Deep Sea Yamato was worried.

It’s just like many mothers who take their children to IV drips for several days to treat a severe cold. Even if they are fully recovered, they will still be one day older.