Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

So the young man didn't understand why the two ship girls came here.

"Looking for a house?"

The young man was a little confused, but he still tilted his head back, picked up the noodles he had just eaten and put them aside.

Then he pulled out a dirty and greasy notebook from the notebook that was used as a bowl.

"Well, this is a multi-task shop, and real estate agent is just one of the jobs."

The young man glanced at Veneto, and seemed to understand Veneto's meaning again.

He didn't care about being despised for his actions and expressions, but he still had to explain the professional stuff.

This is basic professional ethics.

"Yoshiwu? What's your name?"

Veneto raised her eyebrows, remembering that before she came to this era, a classmate named Ichiro Yamada was planning to open a chain of Yorozuya stores.

"Yamada-no."

Brother Yamada answered while flipping through something in his hand that should be the house registration book.

It seemed that he also felt that not having a name to address him was a very troublesome problem.

"Yamada?"

Veneto looked at the young man in front of him again. Although he looked vulgar when he was excited, he was still very handsome when he was calm.

However, considering the wretched appearance and the current time, Veneto felt that this person might not be Ichiro Yamada's ancestor.

How would this gene have to mutate to give birth to those three handsome brothers?

"Aha, found it."

Yamada ignored Veneto's gaze on his appearance and excitedly clapped the notebook in his hand.

Then he started looking through the drawers.

After opening the drawer, even Nagato, who always kept a serious expression, took a step back silently.

Yamada's drawers are more in line with the definition of a Yorozuya.

The main thing is that it has everything.

Leftover cake, a pistol, a submachine gun, a pile of bullets, several keys that had changed color, a blood-stained dagger, and a magazine with a beautiful woman on it.

This may be the only thing that remains unchanged and is even evolving in this post-apocalyptic wasteland era.

"This one... not... this one, that's right, let's go."

Yamada rummaged through the keys for a long time and finally took out a key that was a little rusty.

"How long has this house been uninhabited?"

Veneto couldn't keep silent any longer.

She was terrified that this guy brought himself to a house that was about to collapse and said that this was the house he found.

Actually, I didn’t find it.

"It's been a long time... Mainly because few people can afford to live here... I mean, in this day and age, people who have the money to afford this house won't buy it here."

Yamada closed his messy drawer, picked up the noodles, and led the way out of his office.

It seems that walking does not delay Yamada's eating. This guy slurps noodles while walking, and there is no sign of being affected at all.

Moreover, Veneto felt that compared to the speed at which Yamada was slurping noodles when he first saw him, this guy seemed to be slurping noodles while walking even faster.

"Don't all shipgirls live in hotels?"

After a while, Yamada finished his noodles, holding the bowl and started to find a topic to talk about.

"We want to rest in Sasebo for a while longer."

Nagato glanced at Veneto and spoke.

Although she didn't know what Veneto had experienced, judging from Shenhai's past performance, it was definitely not a good experience.

Destroying the deep sea is the duty and mission of the ship girls, but the result of the ship girls transforming themselves completely based on human girls is that they also develop human emotions.

Nagato didn't dare to speculate about the fact that she had been abused by the deep sea for more than a year. She was afraid that she would collapse.

So it's best to take a break now and let Veneto catch his breath before talking about the next step.

"Well, here we are."

Yamada actually doesn’t care what his Kancolle clients want to do. For him, as long as he can get the money, he doesn’t care who the house is sold to or what it is used for.

This is not a peaceful era. In some places there are no laws at all, and many people live from day to day.

He was just looking for a topic to talk about, and he actually didn't care about the content of the conversation at all.

Veneto heard what Yamada said and looked at the buildings on the roadside.

A two-story building stands on the side of a road full of potholes. Its own wall is incomplete, but the gaps are filled with barbed wire.

"There are always some refugees who want to stay here for a night or two, but this house needs to be sold and I need to eat, so of course I can't let them get away with it cheaply."

Yamada shrugged, took out the key, and unlocked the gate.

NO.470 White House

The rusty hollow iron door was... not opened with a harsh sound of metal friction.

Yamada froze.

Veneto could clearly see the beads of sweat sliding down his forehead.

"What's wrong, Yamada-kun?"

Nagato didn't understand why the middleman stopped moving.

"My, sorry, I didn't open it."

Even though he was quite thick-skinned, Yamada was still embarrassed.

Fortunately, his strong shameless spirit allowed him to recover quickly, and then he bravely admitted his mistake.

"Not open?"

Nagato tilted his head, not understanding.

"I didn't open the door. It's rusted."

Veneto reached out and easily pushed Yamada aside.

"Uh……"

Yamada groaned and wisely kept silent.

Rumor has it that the ship girls are extremely powerful, and he remembered it now.

Sure enough, the next second, Veneto pushed the metal door open with one finger, and the whole door fell to the ground with a clang.

The ground, which has not been cleaned for years, is covered with dust and fallen leaves. Even the hollow iron gate brings them into the air.

"puff!"

Veneto, who was standing in the front, was hit by the dust.

The overwhelming dust completely enveloped the petite girl.

"Veneto... ga..."

Nagato took a step forward worriedly, but immediately covered his mouth.

"I'm fine, cough cough cough."

Veneto reached out his hand to brush away the dust that covered him and walked out of the yard.

As for running, there is no need for that. Everything is already dirty.

"Um...I'm sorry."

Yamada held it in for a long time before finally uttering an apology.

He really didn't know what to say to ease the increasingly awkward atmosphere.

"fine."

Veneto sighed. She had taken the initiative to help open the door, and now she was surrounded by dust, which was her own fault.

"But... this is the best house in Sasebo Town, really."

After hesitating for a moment, although he felt that the two ship girls would definitely leave the next second, he still tried hard to speak up and fight for it.

It was understandable that he ate noodles and was shameless because it did not have a deep enough impact on the customers, but it was really unacceptable to cover the customers in dust.

"What he said is true."

Nagato shrugged and continued, "That's why I went to him, because she's the only one with a good house."

What this means is that because of the war, it is now a seller's market and customers have no choice but to choose, and the goods will only get worse.

"Forget it, let's go in and take a look."

Veneto could only have a little hope that the environment inside the house would be better than it looked on the outside.

The exterior walls of the two-story building in the yard are a bit mottled, and you can vaguely see the white wall paint of that year, but now it is mixed with some bullet holes and traces of wind and sun.

Of course, it is not in ruins, but compared to the era when Veneto lived, this plane is too damaged by war.

"Sasebo looked like it had been tough."

Veneto thought of the tragic situations in Nagasaki and Saga, where even cities had moved from the seaside to more inland locations. Sasebo, which was still a town, seemed to be doing quite well now.

At least there are still people living here, and there are still ship girls resisting the deep sea instead of being abandoned.

"It is said that at that time, there were as few people as in a village... Of course, I heard it from my elders. In recent years, there are more and more people here, but real estate business is still not easy."

Yamada sighed and echoed a few words.

Theoretically, this influx of people should be a good thing for his shop, as it will increase business.

However, in reality, the overall environment is still so bad that most of the people pouring in are those who cannot make it in the inland and have come to the coast to try to make money in the deep-sea fire.

This is really going into the sea to fish.

Because of the deep sea, fishermen have become a group with relatively high incomes. After all, scarcity makes things valuable.

Therefore, many people who come here to make money don’t want to buy real estate in such places.

After all, we are doing this job with our heads hanging on our belts. We might end up in the Dead Sea someday. Why buy a house here? If we want to buy one, we should save enough money to buy a house inland.

That way you don't have to worry about the house being blown away by some deep sea fish.

"I kind of believe that he really brought out the best house. Of course, I think the price he will ask for won't be low."

Veneto tugged at Nagato's sleeve and spoke in a hoarse voice.

The corner of Yamada's mouth twitched. He thought that the ship girls were really as blank as the legend said and easy to fool. Not only did she guess his intention, but she also deliberately said it to him.

This doesn't look like a blank slate.

"How can I do that? I definitely won't ask for a reasonable price... This business is already difficult to do. If I continue to fleece the last one I finally catch, I probably won't live long."

Yamada took a deep breath, then started to complain in a crying tone.

"Alright, alright, open the door."

Veneto thought this guy was farting.

"Oh."

Seeing that his employer was not fooled, Yamada had to put away his sad face and took out the key again to open the door.

"crunch..."

The door of the room is made of wood, and the lotus leaf is also rusty, but it is much better than the main door.

At least the whole door didn't fall off.

Although the sound was unpleasant, it was still pushed away by a normal adult male.

"call!"