Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

Deep Sea Yamato came to life.

If this guy remembered something and it was useful to Veneto, could she just throw the guy who mentioned her nickname into the sea?

Even Veneto, who is so knowledgeable, has never called her by that nickname, which shows that Veneto is very sensible.

But this guy mentioned her nickname the first time he heard her name, which was really disrespectful to her.

"No."

The Clearer shook his head.

She just felt that her mouth often said that word, but there was no feeling of touching any strings in her head.

"Ah, no."

Fukayama sighed with a bit of regret.

The result she wanted did not appear.

"Can I find a cabin to rest?"

The Clearer glanced at the Deep Sea Yamato who didn't want to pay attention to her, and then looked at the towering Japanese bridge behind her.

"no!"

Fukayama frowned and immediately objected, being extremely resolute.

"But this is at sea..."

The Clearer pointed to the calm sea around him.

Although there were no waves, it was on the sea after all.

The sea breeze depends on the place. The breeze blowing from the coast is quite comfortable.

But on the sea, the water vapor is much greater than on land, and the sea breeze is also stronger.

All of these can make sleeping outdoors difficult.

In addition, the Deep Sea Yamato is a giant steel ship - steel is not a soft wood.

Even with a wooden deck, it was no match for the massive hunk of cold steel that made up the entire ship of the Deepsea Yamato.

Unfortunately, Deep Sea Yamato doesn't want the Clearer to feel comfortable.

Why is it so difficult for her to pilot her own body, while the enemy, the Cleaner, is sleeping comfortably in the cabin?

"No, that's right. My cabin is not accessible to ordinary people."

Deep Sea Yamato shook his head and refused to give in.

If she lets the other party say that she is from Yamato Hotel, she will not let the other party stay in her "hotel".

I'm so mad at this person who talks nonsense. You can't say nonsense, just like you can't eat nonsense.

"alright."

The Cleaner moved his lips and stopped arguing with Deep Sea Yamato.

She is now on the other person's body, which is equivalent to pinching the other person's palm.

What right does she have to be picky?

It would be nice to have a place sheltered from the wind to take a nap.

Thinking of this, the Clearer found a sheltered place under the Deep Sea Yamato's turret and sat there.

"Hey, come up."

However, when the Clearer closed his eyes, the voice of Fukukai Yamato suddenly came from above his head.

When she looked up, she saw Fukukai Yamato lying on the edge of his turret, sticking his head out and looking at herself under the turret.

"Go up? With you?"

The Clearer pointed at the turret.

"Yes, come up."

Fukayama waved.

"Oh."

The Clearer stood up, entered the turret door, and worked his way to the platform atop the tower.

"See this? It's nice to sleep here. You can also see the stars."

Fukayama pointed to the lifeboat atop the turret.

Then he lay down in one of them first.

The sides of the lifeboat were just right to block the wind, so lying inside it turned a strong wind into a breeze.

"Thank you."

After the cleaner lay in another lifeboat, there was silence for a while, and she finally spoke to express her thanks.

"If anything goes wrong with you, Veneto will find fault with me."

Fukayama Yamato spoke up.

"Veneto? So she's not Courageous, and you're not Belfast."

The Clearer began to understand the strange expressions on the faces of the two Deep Sea Creatures when they called each other's names in Saga Castle.

That's because the names are all fake.

"You have so many questions."

Fukayama muttered.

"If you are from the deep sea, aren't you about to cross the sea occupied by the ship girls? Then why don't you get up and watch?"

The Clearers don't understand why Fukayama Yamato is just lying on the lifeboat.

"What you said seems to make sense."

Fukamiya said this, but he did not get up from the lifeboat.

"But even if I get up, I will still be discovered if I should be discovered. Even if I don't get up, I won't be discovered if I shouldn't be discovered."

Fukukai Yamato's words silenced the Clearers.

She was wondering if there was any deeper meaning in the other person's words.

The literal meaning is that there is absolutely no need for Deep Sea Yamato to get up, since it cannot represent the current situation anyway.

"But if you get up and observe the surroundings, wouldn't that give you an early warning?"

After thinking for a while, the Cleaner finally found something wrong in Deep Sea Yamato's words.

"But I don't want to get up. I'm so tired."

Deep Sea Yamato simply stopped pretending and came clean.

She just didn't want to get up and stretch her neck to look around at the night sea.

"Oh."

In response, the cleaners said that Deep Sea Yamato had the final say.

However, the cleaners later expressed great admiration for Deep Sea Yamato's luck.

During the whole night's sailing, I didn't encounter any ship girls at all.

There are no ship girls, no humans, and no deep sea.

At most, she saw some sea fish when they came to the surface of the sea to breathe.

At all other times, theirs was the only ship sailing on the sea.

On this vast sea, it seems lonely and small.

Fortunately, she was a passenger on the ship, not a satellite flying in the sky looking down.

So this feeling of loneliness and insignificance is actually not that serious.

After all, the real body of Deep Sea Yamato is still quite big.

NO.430

"When can we arrive?"

The Clearer asked the Deep Sea Yamato who was sitting cross-legged on the bow doing something unknown.

"I don't know. I haven't calculated the time. Anyway, we will get there in the end."

Fukayama said without even raising his head.

Veneto must be lying in bed in the cabin.

Without Veneto on the deck, Fukukai Yamato felt that the whole world had become lifeless.

This was very difficult for her and she had to find something to do.

Fortunately, she learned some half-baked fishing skills from Veneto.

At this moment she was getting a piece of dried fish.

"You just get the animals on board and that's it?"

The Cleaner looked at the piglet running past him.

"What else is there to do?"

Deep Sea Yamato finally looked up at the Clearer.

"So... feed them? Drive them to a cabin? We can't let them run around on the deck like this."

The Clearer said, pointing at the various livestock wandering around.

"If there is no cabin, just let them stay on the deck. As long as they don't jump into the sea, it will be fine."

Deep Sea Yamato finally tied the hook and line together.

This is indeed a technical job. In her eyes, she is already very good at it.

In the past, she had always begged Veneto to tie the fish hook for her, as she was too clumsy to do it herself.

Being able to complete it by yourself is something that is worthy of being awarded an "Improvement Award" and is worthy of praise.

"Okay, you have the final say."

The Clearer found that many of his concepts were different from those of the Deep Sea.

But considering that the other party is the deep sea, the deep sea has no contact with human society.

It's amazing that they can speak, we can't expect them to do anything else.

"If you have nothing to do, find a place to sleep and don't delay my fishing."

Fukayama imitated Veneto's tone and spoke to the Clearer.

This statement seems to be copied from others, and it seems that Veneto had said this to her before.

"Ah, okay."

The Clearer felt that on the entire ship, perhaps Veneto, who needed her help, was the only person she could have a say with.

And this Deep Sea Yamato is completely resistant to her.

She couldn't understand it because she had forgotten the past, but she knew that it must be her past self or other guys in Rensai who had offended Fukukai Yamato.

Thinking about the amnesia, the Clearer also became depressed.

Everyone would be annoyed when they can't remember things.

She thought that she might be thankful that she had not forgotten her name, otherwise she would not even know her own name now.

"Good morning, fishing?"

Veneto staggered onto the deck and saw the Clearer dozing in the shade of the turret, and the Deep Sea Yamato sitting at the bow holding a bamboo pole.

"You can't catch it at the bow, at least go a little to the side..."

Veneto reminded Deep Sea Yamato somewhat helplessly.