Revisiting Azur Lane

However, it is also possible that because Yudachi is a destroyer, the ship girls of other types of ships would be heavier?

He looked at Zuikaku, who leaned back very tactically, holding the backrest with his hands and opened his eyes wide: "Commander, have you eaten something wrong with your brain?"

"What you said will only make you sick."

Zhou He's eyelids twitched and he complained unhappily.

"Yeah, hahaha."

Zuikaku stroked his hair and laughed after being corrected. An idea suddenly occurred to him: "The commander was frustrated by Hood and came to us for comfort?"

"You have a really strong imagination. I'm just curious about the difference between your weight and that of a normal human, so you can do things according to your ability in the future."

Zhou He didn't want to talk about girls' weight issues, but the three people in front of him, although they were girls, were all militant, and they probably didn't care as much as the others, so he just talked about it.

"Ah, Commander, you're really thick-skinned, but it's true. Although there are many reserved shipgirls like us, there are bound to be a few weird ones. Commander, you have to be careful not to get hurt."

Sure enough, Zuikaku only complained halfway and stopped talking. Instead, he began to instruct Zhou He seriously, and pointed his thumb at Tosa behind him: "Especially with such a heavyweight, if you touch him even a little, you will be in trouble, Commander."

"..."

Zhou He looked at Tosa and found that Tosa was also looking at him, but her eyes fell on Zuikaku's fingers. Her brows were frivolous, as if she didn't expect Zuikaku to be so unethical. She stood up silently with her sword in her hand, and then thought about it and found that Zuikaku was telling the truth. Zhou He, who was so weak, estimated that she would be sent away by her in a moment, so he sat back down.

For some reason, Zhou He felt offended. He knew he couldn't discuss this topic in depth, so he patted Yudachi's shoulders to separate them and said with a smile, "I'll pay attention to it later. Do you have any snacks you want to eat at the tea party? I'll ask Hood. She should know a lot of dessert recipes."

"Oh? Marshmallows?"

Zuikaku shook the small chair he was sitting on: "It looks like it will be delicious."

"Well, I know that, but it requires equipment, and we don't have it at home yet."

Zhou He looked a little embarrassed, but Zuikaku didn't care. He smiled and waved, "Commander, just get ready. We are in charge of the food and have no right to be picky."

"I'll just eat cake, cream cake!"

Yuli raised his hand seriously, even standing on tiptoe, causing Zhou He to touch his head with a smile: "Okay, I'll go make you a cream cake right now."

"Great!"

Yuudachi's good mood was really contagious to others. Even Zhou He, who was a half-taciturn person before the time travel, was infected and became eloquent. After a few simple words, Zhou He said goodbye to a few people and returned to the house, where he happened to meet Hood and Hermione coming down the stairs.

Hermione was dressed as a cute maid as usual, but Hood, who had gotten a set of white chef clothes from somewhere, was wearing it, with his hair tied up and mostly covered by a hat, leaving only a few wavy bangs, exuding an indescribable youthful and capable temperament. Zhou He's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

"Commander, it is extremely rude to stare at a lady like this."

Hood walked downstairs, his gentle smile seemed to hide deeper emotions. Zhou He squinted his eyes and said yes on the spot to avoid being discovered by the vibration of his pupils, and followed the two people into the kitchen lightly.

"I heard from Hermione that the commander doesn't seem to have a deep understanding of the royal tea party, so let me personally guide the commander this time."

Walking into the kitchen, Hood began his speech. His fingers were placed on the table and slid as he walked, finally stopping right in front of Zhou He. Zhou He's standing figure was reflected in his eyes as blue as the sea, and his tone was indescribably relaxed.

"Please give me more advice."

Zhou He restrained his expression and looked at Hood seriously.

He may not make snacks by himself in the future, but since someone is willing to pass on the knowledge and skills he knows to him, he must have the right attitude, at least at this moment, he must be extremely serious.

"Very well, let's get started then, Hermione."

Zhou He's attitude made Hood's eyes gleam. He casually handed the topic to Hermione and turned his back to check the ingredients - it seemed like that, but in fact he took out a note from his sleeve, on which was the fruit mousse teaching steps written by Hermione for her. There were nine more notes like this, which were enough to convince Zhou He of her status as a master of dessert tasting.

"Commander, I seemed to have heard Yudachi wanted to eat cake just now, so let's make the cake first."

Hermione naturally started the topic, blocking Hood's position with her body, and led Zhou He to the arranged equipment. She began to talk about the materials and procedures needed for the chiffon cake. Hood also delivered eggs, flour, sugar, milk and other materials to Zhou He at the right time. There was a professional light flashing in his eyes. His stern gaze made Zhou He's scalp numb. He imitated Hermione's method, listened to Hood's explanation, and began to make the cake step by step.

Outside the kitchen, Yuudachi and Zuikaku heard the noise and stuck their heads out to observe. Seeing the Shura-like atmosphere inside, they covered their mouths and dared not say a word. They looked at each other and then slipped out.

"what happened?"

Tosa looked at the two men who were in such a hurry like thieves and asked with a frown.

Zuikaku pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps, we all underestimated the tea party."

"..."

Tosa glanced at Yudachi who kept nodding, and instead of going through the main door, he looked into the kitchen from the side window, then went back to sit in the open space at the back in silence.

"How about it?"

Zuikaku asked, and Tosa glanced at her and Yudachi, "What do you think of that Hood teaching?"

"Eh? Pretty good, huh?"

Ruihe thought about it and thought, a strict teacher produces good students?

"Humph."

Tosa didn't want to say anything more and closed his eyes.

Chapter 34 - 123

"Is this okay?"

Zhou He, who had gradually become proficient under the high-pressure guidance, squeezed the cream flowers on the cake he had made, took two steps back, exhaled lightly and looked at Hood, who had a flash of admiration in his eyes: "That's it, the commander has a strong learning ability."

"I think so."

Zhou He was not modest. He thought that his only advantage was that he could quickly grasp the key points as long as he learned and experienced them personally.

It’s a pity that writing novels is not just about physical work, it requires more of the brain and tests one’s life experience. He is destined to fail and he will continue to fail.

"Well, I like it very much. Commander, you should...keep up the best in the future too."

Hood did not dislike capable people. She originally wanted to let Zhou He follow her to learn how to command operations, but she gave up the idea in an instant. Zhou He had a strong learning ability. Considering his own abilities and the needs of this port, letting Zhou He explore and move forward on his own while she provided selective guidance was more suitable for Zhou He's overall growth.

Leaving behind a slightly regretful mood, Hood encouraged Zhou He and turned and walked out of the kitchen, leaving Zhou He a little confused to watch her leave, and then looked at Hermione in confusion: "What does Hood mean?"

"Don't worry about it. The commander did a great job. Ms. Hood probably went to change her clothes."

Hermione did hear what Hood meant, but didn't elaborate. After these two days of contact, she roughly understood Hood's current situation: because the Hood battlecruiser has existed for too long and has experienced too many events, even if the battleship itself has no subjective thoughts, it has affected Hood who inherited the memory, making her naturally want to maintain that glory.

It’s a very hard state.

"Um…"

Zhou He himself was not good at guessing women's thoughts, so he gave up when he couldn't figure it out. He turned around and started to help Hermione put the baked cookies on a plate. What made him feel most exaggerated was that in addition to the common black tea, Hermione also prepared roasted milk tea and coffee as well as the tea he usually drank.

When he was teaching Hermione how to cook, he was a little proud because he had some outstanding features. But now that he has entered Hermione's business scope, he finds that he is really far from being a professional.

"We really need to work harder."

Zhou He thought that as early as when he first came here, he had thought that he might be made into a mascot by an excellent ship girl in the future, but to be honest, he didn't want to become a mascot so early.

He is not yet thick-skinned enough to accept the reality of being supported by girls.

……

"Woo~"

Zhou He pushed a cart filled with snacks through the corridor and came to the back door. Yuli had been waiting for a long time. He jumped over and stared at the round cake that Zhou He had been tinkering with for nearly an hour. A double-layer cake was too difficult for Zhou He, so he only made one layer, which was not particularly big, just enough for everyone to have a piece.

"Lift it up."

There was also a height difference between the back door and the road outside. Zhou He signaled Yudachi to help, and the latter cooperated very well to let the car land smoothly. Zuikaku also came over, holding his chin and exclaimed: "Is there a masterpiece of the commander in here?"

"this."

Zhou He pointed at the cake with an excessive amount of cream. It didn't look very good, but that was not a problem. He glanced at Zuikaku and said, "Shouldn't you guys help out too? For example, with tables and chairs and the like."

"Oh! Commander, if you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten."

After being reminded, Zuikaku quickly pulled Yudachi and ran into the house. After entering the door, she reacted and turned back to greet Tosa. The latter just opened his eyes and glanced at her, stood up and leaned over to take a cookie from the cart plate and threw it into his mouth: "It tastes good. What will the commander say at the tea party?"

"Tomorrow's attack plan?"

This is how Zhou He prepared. Kursk would definitely not come to the tea party, so he had to make a video call or wait for Kursk to come back in the evening.

Zhou He thought about it and chose option 2. He didn't know whether Kursk would be disgusted by option 1, so he decided to ask him in person to avoid unnecessary trouble.

After hearing the explanation of the attack plan, Tosa stopped his lazy attitude and followed Zuikaku and the others into the room.

After a while, a square table appeared in the open space behind the house, with a chair on each side and plates of cold snacks on them.

In theory, the royal tea party should use a round table, but the system here did not provide a round table, only a square table. As a result, Zhou He felt more and more familiar with it. He walked a little further and looked back to confirm his idea - this was exactly the way they entertained guests during the New Year.

"subtle."

Zhou He really wanted to complain. How could such high-end royal tea be made to look like a gathering of old people in the village?

He was watching from here. Yudachi and Zuikaku were still figuring out how to arrange the six chairs. The four sharp corners of the square table made it difficult for them to start. As a result, Tosa drew his knife on the spot. Zhou He was so scared that he hurriedly tried to stop him. But then an idea flashed in his mind. He put the platter back on the cart and pushed it aside. He turned back to measure the table with his fingers, took out a pen and drew a few dotted lines on it, then turned back to look at Tosa: "Cut along the dotted lines."

"You... move aside."

Tosa wanted to say something but stopped himself. He raised his eyebrows and pushed Zhou He aside with his scabbard. He pulled out the samurai sword that was glowing with a cold light and worked on the table. The originally thin square table turned into an irregular, angular round table.

"As expected of you."

Zhou He first clapped his hands, then gave Tosa a thumbs up, which made Tosa grit his teeth. After putting away his knife, he stood up straight and looked at him with a slightly dark look in his eyes: "My knife is not used for this kind of thing. I hope your attack plan can satisfy me."

"Ahem, I will."

Zhou He knew that his impulsive action had made Tosa unhappy, so he quickly comforted Tosa and made assurances.

"Hum hum."

Ruihe who was standing next to him squinted her eyes and made a surprised sound when she saw this scene. Zhou He turned around and looked at her subtle smile, and he remembered how she had helped him measure the length before. After thinking about it, he smiled and pulled over a chair, then walked around behind Ruihe, pinched her shoulders and sent her to her seat.

"Um, Commander, what's wrong with you?"

Yuudachi was asleep at the time and didn't know the little story between Zhou He and Zuikaku. He found a seat and sat down, and was very curious about the interaction between the two.

"It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning."

Zuikaku opened his eyes, smiled, and snapped his fingers.

"Really? You're smiling so happily."

Yuudachi obviously didn't believe it, and instead looked up at Zhou He with sparkling eyes, looking very cute. However, since Zuikaku herself didn't say anything, Zhou He naturally wouldn't say something of a contrasting nature. He smiled, rubbed Yuudachi's head, turned around and put the snacks back on the table.

During this time, Hood and Hermione also came here and took their seats one by one.

"Commander, you guys seemed to be having a great time chatting just now."

Hood switched back to a casual attitude and sat on one side of the table. He picked up the tea that Hermione had just poured and casually said something, but his eyes glanced at the sharp corner of the table and roughly understood the reason.

"It's just a small talk. I forgot to ask you, Hood, can I talk about the topic of attack at the tea party?"

Zhou He had also become accustomed to Hermione's service. After thanking Hermione with a cup of tea, he turned to ask Hood. Although he was the boss of the port area, it was Hood who initiated this tea party. Even if it was symbolically, he had to ask Hood's opinion.

Hood smiled and nodded: "Of course, feel free to speak."

In fact, there weren't many topics for small talk in Minato right now, and the other members of the tea party had no intention of starting a conversation. Zuikaku and Yudachi were already dividing the cake, and Tosa asked Hermione for a cup of roasted milk tea while eating biscuits.

"Ah."

Zhou He blew on the tea in the cup to make his tone sound less serious: "It's about the Siren aircraft carrier fleet in the west. Zuikaku discovered a strange phenomenon today."

He told Zuikaku what he had discovered, and waited for a moment to hear what Hood had to say, but Hood had no intention of commenting, so he could only continue: "We don't know much about this phenomenon, but this is also an opportunity. The Siren fleet will not leave that area, which means that Zuikaku will definitely achieve results as long as it conducts an air strike."

After hearing this, Tosa, Zuikaku and Hood all looked at him, which made Zhou He a little nervous. After thinking for a while, he said, "So, I hope that you will all go to the west together tomorrow morning, take the initiative to attack the Siren Fleet, and completely sink the aircraft carrier in its fleet in the first round of confrontation."

"Well, I have no objection, but there are quite a lot of sirens in that area. Wouldn't it be too risky to do this with the manpower we have?"

Zuikaku licked the cream on her lips, she was very confident in herself, but she also remembered the defeat in the Five Carrier Battle where they were outnumbered. Now that Shokaku was not by her side, she could not make any risky promises that she would win.

"It is indeed risky, but in my opinion, as long as we sink the enemy's aircraft carrier, we will definitely win in the end."

Zhou He had also considered this. This was a big adventure, but also a big opportunity - he could kill enemies and get their ship girls, so he had to fight to support the war. In his opinion, the system had the function of repairing and replenishing ammunition at any time, so they were bound to win the guerrilla warfare.

However, this is just his personal opinion. After declaring victory, he expressed his own opinion: "The reason why I targeted the enemy's aircraft carrier fleet first is actually..."

"Are you worried that while we are clearing out the nearby Sirens, that aircraft carrier fleet will suddenly launch a counterattack?"

Hood naturally took over the conversation. After taking a sip of black tea, he put down the cup and looked at Zhou He: "We can all understand the commander's idea. Since we are going to start a war, we must first annihilate the individuals that pose a greater threat to us. Since you have decided to take the initiative to attack, then what you should do is not to explain the reason for the attack, but to directly come up with a more reasonable attack plan, such as the number of Sirens, the distribution of the fleet, the time difference for mutual assistance, the pre-war layout, the evacuation route and the targets of subsequent attacks, etc."

"..."

The brief silence did not mean that Zhou He was speechless, but rather that he had an unspeakable emotion about Hood's agreement to his attack order without listening to his explanation, as well as a new understanding of the meaning of his position.

After a moment, he served the tea and put it down in one go, his expression changed from stiff to natural, and he said frankly: "Regarding these matters, I plan to inform you of the specific arrangements before the battle tomorrow. After all, the Sirens are always wandering around."

"That's good."