Minato meets his ex-girlfriend

The two men came to a cafe, and the commander chose a very ordinary iced cola.

"Have you made your choice? Feng Xiang."

"Well, it's decided."

"Well, that's fine."

Anyway, please ask the waiter to take your order first.

Probably a few hours after the meal, all kinds of things happened in the restaurant. To sum it up, Feng Xiang was excitedly discussing certain parts of the figurine in the restaurant.

It makes the commander very embarrassed.

I never expected Feng Xiang to be so experienced in pornography, which is completely different from his usual steady image.

Feng Xiang probably came to her senses suddenly and felt that her image in the commander's mind was shattered. She almost went berserk, but fortunately the commander calmed her down.

Although it was a bit surprising, it was still good to see another side of Feng Xiang.

After that, I accompanied Feng Xiang to buy things he wanted to buy, figurines and the like? All of them were sent back to the port area by express delivery.

The commander thought about it and thought that there might be a reason why Feng Xiang liked figurines. After all, she was a person with overflowing maternal instincts. It was normal for her to like taking care of plastic figures every day, right?

After shopping, there was nothing to do, so I could just take a break in the cafe.

Perhaps because he was able to reveal his true nature and relieve stress, Feng Xiang now seemed very lively compared to before the date.

“Hoo-hoo-hoo?”

She looked very happy and it was a very natural smile.

Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention Feng Xiang’s outfit today.

The lavender shirt on the upper body and jeans on the lower body clearly outline the shape of her plump thighs, which seem to be able to compete with Katsuragi.

"Sorry for the wait, here's your iced cola."

"Thank you."

"Here's hot cocoa."

"Thank you."

The drinks ordered by the commander and Feng Xiang arrived at the same time, but I didn't expect Feng Xiang to be so restrained that he would drink hot cocoa at this time.

Feng Xiang, who was sitting opposite, held the cup in both hands with a relaxed look on his face.

He usually had a serious look on his face, but now his expression was soft, like a kitten.

"……what are you laughing at?"

"…Sorry, I couldn't help laughing because it was so cute. It was definitely not a mockery!"

Was discovered.

Perhaps because he was discovered, Feng Xiang returned to his usual serious expression and stared at the commander with a sharp look.

Not only that, but her cheeks were getting redder and redder, and her ears were also turning red.

"Please forget what happened just now."

"I won't forget it. I've never seen you so relaxed."

"You..."

"Come to think of it, I want to take another look."

Until now, I have never seen Feng Xiang so relaxed, and the commander wants to see it again.

"……Fool."

Feng Xiang's face became even redder, his eyes became moister, and he spoke with a smile in an almost disappearing voice.

What a lovely creature.

"Dad, it's raining outside!"

While I was thinking about Feng Xiang, I heard a little boy who looked like an elementary school student looking outside the coffee shop and shouting loudly to his parents.

Just looks very energetic.

The commander's sister is the same. When she was little, she would also look excited when she saw snow. But the commander later became a working soldier, and she would only feel depressed when she saw snow.

When the boy shouted loudly, he was reminded to be quiet by the woman who looked like a mother.

I'm so envious.

Looking at the little boy and his parents, I always feel that this picture is beautiful.

...What kind of nonsense are you thinking about?

"Hey, Xiaobai."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Feng Xiang suddenly called the commander's name in a serious tone. The commander was startled and turned his eyes to Feng Xiang. Her face was a little red. What happened?

"Is it okay?"

"what happened?"

After saying this, the commander noticed that Feng Xiang had a worried look on his face.

"Um...just now you were looking at the little boy and his family over there, and you looked very lonely."

"..."

Has it been discovered?

"…Are you lonely?"

"……A little bit."

The commander wanted to fool around, but seeing Feng Xiang's worried look, he finally sighed, "No, it's quite lonely."

Feng Xiang knew that he was an orphan, so he was probably so worried about him.

Perhaps this is why people pursue ship girls with maternal attributes.

During the days in Nanhai Port Area, I spent time with everyone like a family, and I felt much better, but it still didn't work.

Family is like that. Once a piece of it is missing, it can never be filled.

"…Um, Feng Xiang, why are you touching my head?"

While thinking, Feng Xiang suddenly stroked the commander's head.

Feng Xiang didn't answer, but continued to caress.

There was also a loving smile on her face.

The commander felt subtly relieved.

He was confused at first, but when he saw that smiling face, the commander felt a little calmer.

This feeling is similar to the sense of security I felt when I was dating Shokaku, Fuso, and Striker.

"……noob."

"what?"

"I will spoil you."

"……what?"

I always felt like I heard something extraordinary, but Feng Xiang continued to make extraordinary remarks.

"You must have had some painful memories until now. You insist on living like this even though you don't have any parents... Not only that, but you also have to deal with the ship girls in the port area. It must be really hard, right?"

"..."

"Have you been enduring it?"

"..."

Indeed, it has been like this until now, and I have endured it.

Thanks to living with his sister since childhood, the commander has a strong ability to endure.

"Don't be patient, just say whatever you want to say."

"but……"

"With me here, you don't have to bear it alone."

"...Okay, I want to act like a spoiled child, but..."

But you might be attacked by the ship girls.

Wait, why did Feng Xiang have such a naughty smile on his face? The commander felt something was wrong, but Feng Xiang took out his cell phone to show him.

The commander didn't respond.

"Has the reaction just now been fully recorded and sent to the Nanhai Port Group?"

"!!!"

When did the recording start? Is this true?

Is it really posted?!

The commander was anxious and took the phone to check and saw that it had really been sent.

The commander suddenly felt his brain tremble.

No, it wasn't just his brain, the notification ringing on his phone was also very loud.

It feels like a vibrator. How many new notifications are there?

...finally stopped.

I'm a little scared, but I'll check it out anyway.

The commander took a look first. The first thing displayed was the battery capacity. Before entering the store, it was 70%, but now it is only 40%.

After all, it almost became a vibrator.

Take a look at the notification.

New news notifications...1919 items.

Incoming calls...810 cases.

Let’s take a look at the comments first. Except for some of the ship girls, all the other ship girls have sent messages expressing their desire to dote on the commander.

...It's over. It's all over now.

The commander held his forehead.

The Nanhai Port area is about to be in chaos again.

Final remarks

I don't know where to start, so let me apologize first. It's not a question of whether I can write or not. There is still a lot I want to write, but unfortunately, you can tell from the number of posts... No, I should say there are no more posts.

Subscriptions dropped to around sixty.

At the rate of two cents per thousand words, I could make about two dollars and forty cents for a chapter. That's like a bottle of Coke during a special period, so thirty bottles a month. It sounds good, but it takes me an hour to write a chapter, and sometimes I get stuck on writing. Although I have an outline, the thirty bottles of Coke a month mean at least two hours of time squeezed out by staying up late.

936,000 words, I really tried hard, but after returning to work, I had to squeeze out time to stay up late to write, which affected my real life. I couldn't even do the daily life of KanColle, and all I got in return was 30 bottles of Coke. I can't quit my job for these 30 bottles of Coke.

I am very grateful to my friends who have subscribed until now. Thank you very much. It is my fault that I did not write the plot that you had ideal. Originally, I planned to end the seventh volume with the killing of Admiral Yokosuka, but I thought about it and realized that the space is very limited.

Instead of writing about any fighting plot, I thought it would be better to give everyone an explanation, so everyone saw the driving in the second half. I didn’t mean to drive, I just wanted to give the ship girls an ending. Instead of leaving the role to a certain enemy, it is better to leave it to the wives.

What I do may be meaningless and fruitless, and may even end in failure. After all, the ending is like this, and it is inevitable that there will be some subtle emotions.

But this is what the tutelary fort looks like in my mind.

Part of the reason is that I personally was unable to maintain it, and part of the reason is that the book has not received a single recommendation since it was put on the shelves with 150,000 words until it reached 940,000 words. In any case, it is my problem. I don't have the ability to increase the subscription.

I may write a story about a ship girl, but I may not have enough energy and will not be able to write much. The next story may be the story of Admiral Hayase Kureko or his sister taking on the post of admiral in the same world view. It may be a purely daily story.

I really like trivial daily life, I really like it. I like that kind of daily atmosphere. It's raining in the naval base, I wonder if the leaking aircraft carrier dormitory has been repaired, the first snow must still be curled up in the quilt, complaining that the equipment will get moldy, Tatsuta and Mutsuki are making sunny dolls again, Pola and Nachi are drinking together while watching the drizzle outside the window.