Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

The Clearer tilted his head in a strange way.

The sea breeze blew her white hair, which sparkled silver in the moonlight.

"No one told you that we must be ship girls, right?"

Veneto asked, tilting his head in the same confusion.

"Ah? You're not Kanmusu?"

He was stunned for a moment, then showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"No wonder, I always feel like there's something weird about the way you guys talk and act."

The Clearers figured something out.

"You two don't seem to want to get involved with other ship girls. You two don't even seem to be willing to go to official places."

"If you regain your memory, you will be more certain of this matter."

Veneto nodded.

The Clearer did see the problem with what she and Fukami Yamato were doing because she had been following her and Fukami Yamato.

Therefore, it is very likely that the Royal Ark could see what the problem was.

It seems that I should stay away from that destroyer controller in the future, so as to avoid having my identity revealed by him.

But it’s hard to say whether I will encounter such a thing next time.

After all, her current camp is on the deep sea side.

If Deep Sea Yamato goes to war with the ship girls one day and happens to encounter the Royal Ark, she won't have to worry about being exposed and can just treat her according to the enemy's standards.

"You are the deep sea, occupying an island and living on it... I suddenly feel that my future is worrying."

The Clearer seemed to understand what Veneto meant.

"So you have to quickly recall your memory, so that maybe after telling me what I want, I can let you leave freely."

Veneto curled the corners of his mouth and put on the look of a gangster godfather.

Although her height was not intimidating, the Godfather never relied on his height to intimidate others.

Veneto himself has that bossy temperament.

Although she is an admiral in her mind, her body is that of Vittorio Veneto, the flagship of the ITA fleet and the undisputed big sister.

As long as he slightly calms his face, the aura will emerge from his bones, and he doesn't need any other moves at all... This is a skill that Veneto discovered only recently.

Ever since Harbor Princess made the transformation on her, it seems that something about her is different from before.

She couldn't explain it clearly, she could only say that she had discovered some differences from before.

One is the aura that emanates from within, another is that the power has increased a lot, and then there are the patterns and paint on the body, and the power of the cannon may have also increased, but without an experimental subject, she can't say whether it is correct.

She had a hunch that there might be other changes, but the opportunity to discover them had not yet come, so she couldn't find them.

Her current big sister temperament is only discovered occasionally.

That was because she was bargaining too vigorously when buying something, and it stood out. As a result, the merchant was scared and just gave away the item.

"Ahh, this matter."

Although the Clearer was not frightened by Veneto's expression, he still felt a little unnatural.

She felt that the loli in front of her seemed to have become very powerful all of a sudden.

"I can't say for sure. We'll have to wait and see."

The Clearer also doesn't want to fall into the hands of the Deep Sea.

There was no scene in her memory of her fighting with the deep sea.

But there are some descriptions of the deep sea by others.

Those are all pretty scary statements.

Something that looks like a demon or a ghost.

There are also talks about cannibalism and so on.

I don’t know what it’s like exactly, but if everyone is negative, then it probably won’t be any better.

Even though he is now facing two handsome guys, Deep Sea Yamato and Veneto, and Deep Sea Yamato seems to have said that she does not eat humans, the Clearer is still unsure.

Because if she was a member of the Rense that Veneto mentioned, and was an enemy of the two deep-sea creatures in front of her, she felt that nothing was impossible, no matter how miserable the end would be.

"Let me make it clear first. I'll give you half a month. If it exceeds half a month, I'll help you remember it."

Veneto clenched his fist with one hand and squeezed the knuckles of his other fist.

Unfortunately, there was no movement.

If there are some crunching sounds, it can certainly add some deterrence and authenticity.

Unfortunately, perhaps because her bones were too soft, or the cartilage in her knuckles was too well lubricated, she was unable to make any sound with her fingers.

"Yeah, okay."

The Clearer quickly nodded in agreement.

"You know the truth."

Veneto nodded and walked towards the cabin.

She was going to rest. Whether Deep-Sea Yamato could break through the blockade of the ship girls and reach the deep-sea territory was not something she could control.

She might as well go back to her room and have a good rest. If she encounters any emergency, she might be able to deal with it with a clear mind.

"Where is she going?"

The Clearer watched Veneto leave without looking back and asked Deep Sea Yamato who was sitting on the turret.

"She went back to her room to sleep."

Fukayama Yamato stretched and replied.

"Is your main body's cabin still usable?"

The Clearer glanced at the dark bridge.

"Yes, why not."

Deep Sea Yamato glanced at the Clearer, a little confused as to why this guy would say such a thing.

"What the hell are you two… what deep sea?"

The Clearer asked confusedly.

In fact, she wanted to ask this question when she saw the true form of Deep Sea Yamato just now.

But at that time, Fukayama was busy loading livestock and had no time to pay attention to her.

And she couldn't say for sure whether the Deep Sea's body would be larger than the body of the shipgirl of the same type.

She doesn't have the relevant knowledge in her head.

"I'm Fukamiya Yamato, it's Yamato."

Fukamiya said loudly and sat up straight.

Things like reporting one's name should be treated as a very serious ritual.

That's what it says in the books.

When the two cowboys introduced themselves to each other, they were very serious.

When it came to her, Deep Sea Yamato, although the Cleaner had already announced his name a long time ago, this was not the first time that Deep Sea Yamato officially announced her name.

"Yamato? Yamato Inn? No wonder there's a room to sleep in."

The Clearer tilted her head and thought for a moment, extracting the answer she needed from deep within her brain.

Fortunately, this part of knowledge did not disappear due to amnesia.

"What did you say?"

Fukamiya asked, lowering his head.

"I mean Yamato Inn, isn't that your nickname?"

The Clearer tilted his head back and could see Fukukai Yamato's face.

Even if the other person lowered his head, he couldn't reflect the gloomy mood in the movie.

After all, one was on the turret and the other on the deck.

If Deep Sea Yamato and the Clearer were on the same plane, perhaps the way Deep Sea Yamato lowered his head might have expressed some repressed and terrifying emotions.

"Do you want to die?"

Deep Sea Yamato stood up from his own turret with a "whoosh", looked down at the Clearer who was looking up on the deck, his eyes glowing purple.

"Ah, I can't tell you. If I can't tell you, I won't tell you."

The cleaner then realized that he seemed to have touched the other party's forbidden area, causing the other party to get angry.

"It's not that I can't say it, it's that you can't say it."

Fukamiya lowered his head, his hair covering his eyes a little, but the purple light shone through his white hair, staring at the Clearer.

Her voice also made the Clearer shudder.

NO.429 Lucky Deep Sea Yamato

"Next time you mention this name... you will regret it."

Fukayama Yamato sat back on the turret, crossed his legs and folded his arms.

If Veneto hadn't said she needed this Renser, she would have destroyed it with bombardment.

Then it was this guy's turn to talk nonsense in front of her.

"Don't mention it, don't mention it."

The cleaners feel that there is no need to risk their lives.

She is not some desperate Deep Sea who relies on numbers to gain victory.

"But don't you deep sea people know that kind of thing, ah! Roar?"

The Clearer raised his hands to his face, making claw gestures, and then imitated the roar of an animal.

Of course in her own mind her roar was very domineering, but in the eyes of Fukukai Yamato it was almost the same as 'rua'.

"You are talking about low-level deep sea. Our deep sea is divided into different levels. I would not do such a thing."

Fukayama gave the Clearer a sidelong glance.

To her this guy was a rookie, just like Veneto once was.

It is necessary for these newbies to correct their understanding of the deep sea.

Otherwise, it would be an insult to her to mix their noble high-level deep sea with those low-level things.

Fukayama Yamato thought that she could tolerate this kind of thing in Veneto, but absolutely not in this enemy.

So I have to make things clear with this guy.

As for if this guy is faking amnesia or something, it doesn't matter. It's just a point of knowledge about the composition of the deep sea, not a big deal.

This bit of knowledge is known to any advanced deep-sea diver. It shouldn't be considered a secret, right?

It’s okay to tell this Rensai - Fukayama Yamato thought about it again and again and came to this conclusion.

"High level? Low level? Why do I feel like it sounds familiar?"

The Clearer chewed on the two words spoken by Fukayama Yamato.

These must be words she had come across before, so that they formed a kind of muscle memory for her.

There is absolutely no discomfort when speaking with your mouth.

It was as if she had always mentioned the word "low-level" when she had nothing to do.

"Do you remember anything?"