Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

The word "front line" can be divided into broad and narrow meanings.

Most of the time, when people talk about the front line, they are talking about the front line in a broad sense.

That is, the real front line and part of the sea area behind the front line.

There will also be some deep sea behind the front line.

However, the combat capabilities of these deep-sea creatures are often not very strong.

They are all powerful ship girls on the front line, focusing on intercepting the powerful deep-sea ships while the weak deep-sea ships escape.

Wild ship girls are only allowed to operate behind the front lines and fight the weak ones in the deep sea that have escaped.

The only ship girl who wants to battle with the powerful deep sea is a ship girl with an admiral.

You know, only a ship girl under the command of an admiral can exert the strongest combat power.

Moreover, the ship girls with admirals basically attack in groups.

Even if a single admiral does not have enough ship girls, he can form a mixed group with other admirals' ship girls.

The safety factor of the ship girls themselves will be greatly improved, and they can take care of each other.

Wild ship girls mostly work alone.

In the absence of the bond of an admiral, even if a group of wild ship girls working alone get together, their low level of tacit understanding will result in their combat effectiveness being inferior to those with an admiral.

Not allowing wild ship girls to go to the front line is also a way to protect their safety from another perspective.

But if Kaohsiung were to be sent to the front line under a certain admiral like some wild ship girls, it would always seem that she is not worthy of her status.

Kaohsiung is the port manager of the Admiral Academy.

She is a ship girl with an official status and is paid by the emperor.

She is not as miserable as an ordinary wild ship girl.

But the rules will not be lenient because of Kaohsiung's ability, and she still cannot go to the front line to fight the deep sea with all her strength.

After each of his applications to go to the front line was rejected, Kaohsiung gradually stopped mentioning the matter.

Toriumi knew for sure that his sister had never given up.

Perhaps the new admiral, whom even Bismarck is optimistic about, can help his sister realize her dream.

As for the fact that the free man no longer existed because of his choice to be the admiral, Toriumi didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Originally, KanColle and the admiral were a combination.

It’s just that her sisters are too outstanding, and ordinary admirals look down on them.

Now it seems that there has been a turn for the better.

Soon, Veneto's files were also presented to Toriumi.

"Huh? Bringing a ship girl with you when you enter the school?"

Toriumi's attention was also drawn to the brief dossier on reputation.

This file is very simple, it only records the name of the reputation and which ship it is, and nothing else.

The new Quasi-Admiral at this moment has not started the Ship Girl command course yet, so of course there is no such thing as Ship Girl exercises, and there will be no assessment of the Quasi-Admiral's Ship Girl combat effectiveness.

But Toriumi knew a rumor coming from the neighboring Kanmusu Academy.

It is said that a Renown and a Veneto beat the instructor of the Admiral Academy's Ship Girl Combat Course.

Because the news of this matter was blocked by the top brass of the KanColle Academy, only this general rumor has been spread, and it is difficult to tell whether it is true or not.

At first, Toriumi didn't believe it at all and just thought it was a rumor.

The instructors and ship girls at the Kanmusu Academy are not simple people.

They are either some excellent ship girls from the naval base who want to take a break and change their minds after coming down from the front line.

Or they are strong ship girls who are hired by weak garrisons, slowly upgrade through actual combat, and then are attached to some admirals to fight bravely on the front lines in the deep sea, and then come back to retire.

The ship girl who can beat these powerful ship girls must be very powerful to do so.

But after seeing Veneto's file, she began to doubt whether this bird was the legendary bird.

But didn't they say there was another Veneto? Why didn't I see the file of that Veneto?

Toriumi couldn't understand it. Logically speaking, such a strong wild ship girl should be very famous, but he had never heard of a wild ship girl with such a high reputation.

Of course, I have never heard of such a powerful one in the wild Veneto.

Toriumi's eyes were dark.

The powerful Veneto who disappeared, the powerful reputation whose information is unknown, this Admiral Veneto also has the name of a ship girl, and the photos are so beautiful.

Toriumi felt as if she had touched upon some secret, and she became interested.

NO.86 The crickets are finally here

Someone said that when a woman becomes curious about a man, that is the beginning of liking him.

This sentence can be applied to wild ship girls and admirals without any sense of incongruity.

Of course, there is a second half to that sentence. When a man becomes curious about a woman, that is the beginning of tragedy.

This sentence seems to be applicable to the admiral's pursuit of wild ship girls.

Just like Kaohsiung would not just rely on an admiral to go to the front line, the ship girls also have pride.

However, the second sentence will not be elaborated, because Toriumi's side is exactly the same as the first sentence.

Just when Toriumi began to secretly feel curious about Veneto, Bismarck had already set out on his journey to find the classroom.

The Admiral's Academy is very large, so there are naturally many classrooms.

Just because it was a military academy, finding the classroom was not difficult for anyone who could read a map.

They are all modular area divisions and numbered room arrangements.

Of course, this does not apply to those in the corporate world who can reach their destination by luck and do not necessarily need to understand the map.

As a ship girl who is very knowledgeable about war-related matters, Bismarck finds reading maps a piece of cake.

She can handle terrains more complicated than the Admiral Academy, let alone such a small academy.

Of course, naval warfare rarely uses knowledge about complex terrain, but is more about deploying troops on a flat surface.

However, battleships have done things like attacking enemy ports and dropping shells inland.

In addition, Bismarck herself had been a teacher at the Admiral Academy, so she soon found Veneto's classroom.

At this moment, the person she was looking for was drowsy.

Since Veneto has decided to start over, it has naturally prepared itself mentally.

But she didn't expect that she was not mentally prepared enough for the boring course.

This feeling can only be understood by those who have entered society, got a high-paying job, will never be fired, and have a leisurely day.

After being idle for too long, not only have I returned a lot of what I learned in school to the teachers, but I have also completely lost the mentality I had as a student.

What remains is only the impetuosity towards learning and the complete lack of thirst for knowledge.

Although it is also possible that the content the teacher taught was what she had learned before, the fact is that she did forget a lot of things.

For example, the "History of Kancolle" that we are currently taking is a history course from the early days of Kancolle to the present day.

There are many pieces of knowledge, such as what happened in the beginning that led to the appearance of the deep sea, what was the miserable situation of humans before the appearance of the Ship Girls, how the Ship Girls were born, etc.

She could basically only remember the general idea, and many of the specific times, people, events, etc. could not match up in her memory.

But when the old history professor was chattering on at the podium, Veneto still wanted to sleep.

But suddenly, she felt a chill down her spine.

The cool air rose from the base of the tail all the way to the top of the head.

With a shudder, Veneto finally woke up.

No way, could it be that some gloomy head teacher was secretly peeping at the back door of the classroom to see which student was sleeping and not paying attention in class, resulting in poor grades and thus affecting his bonus?

Veneto did not dare to look back. He could only pretend that his shoes did not fit him well. He bent down to fix his shoes and glanced at the back door of the classroom out of the corner of his eye.

But there was nothing there.

This made Veneto even more panicked.

If there really was a gloomy face at the back door, she could still pretend to be calm and sit up straight, then listen to the lecture without looking around.

She felt relieved at once.

But there was no one at the back door, which made her very uncomfortable.

Where does that feeling of being on edge come from?

In her previous life, she didn't have a body of a ship girl, and of course she didn't have a sixth sense.

But since she became a ship girl, she has slowly adapted to her body and started to trust her body's intuition.

Maybe that's the ship girl's innate intuition about danger.

So someone was definitely watching her, the only question was who it could be.

Is it the class teacher? Is it a classmate? Other teachers? Or even the principal?

Just because she didn't see who was looking at her, she felt more uneasy than if she had seen her head teacher.

This is a typical case of the enemy being in the dark and we being in the light.

After much thought, Veneto decided to pretend to listen to the class for the second half of the class.

Who knows if that person will show up again.

Or who knows who might be secretly watching you.

The teaching model of the Admiral Academy is similar to that of ordinary universities, with different courses taught in different classrooms.

So Veneto could choose a seat in the middle of the classroom to blend in with his classmates, making himself less conspicuous and not being asked questions by the teacher all the time.

However, she found that she was the only girl in the class, and there were only twenty crickets in the class.

So the inconspicuous thing is complete nonsense.

Now there is an additional problem: if you sit in the middle of the classroom, someone may peek at you from the back door.

Sitting in the middle of the class is just asking for trouble.

Veneto decided that after this class, he would move to a position closer to the wall.

In this way, whether it is the front door or the back door, if you want to see her, you can only stick your head into the classroom.

She finally understood why those guys who slacked off in class in her previous life all liked to sit against the wall.

At that time, she was still a good student and listened to the lectures attentively.

I managed to get through this history class while pretending to be studying but my mind was wandering.

Of course, the old professor is also a typical university lecturer who only lectures and rarely asks questions.

Having made his attitude clear, he will do his job well. As for whether students learn or not, that is up to the students themselves.

After class, Veneto quickly packed up her textbooks, then said that she had something to do while walking around the group of prospective male admirals who were preparing to treat her to dinner and rushed to the door.

She didn't dare to stay here for long, and she kept moving forward with the hope that if she delayed it, maybe this matter would be over.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the back door of the classroom, his arm was grabbed by a white little hand that stretched out from nowhere.

"Wow! Who is it?"

Veneto subconsciously took a step back, but failed, and his arm began to hurt from being pulled.

Fortunately, perhaps because of the ship girl's physique, the pain was not very severe, a bit like being patted lightly.

She estimated that if she still had the physique of an ordinary human, if she retreated so suddenly and used her arms to fight against the small hands that were like pliers, the end would probably be terrible.

"Your name is Vittorio Veneto?"

An emotionless voice sounded at the classroom door, but excluding the emotional factors, the voice was still very nice to hear, with the slightly hoarse charm of an older sister.

"Bismarck?"