Shipgirls and Salted Fish Commander, Port Survival Guide

She's so beautiful, she always makes you feel all hot and bothered, but she knows exactly how to keep it just right, and then she disappears at the crucial moment.

Therefore, combining Yixian's description of the surprise with Huben's earnest talk about the wedding, Jingsu assumed that this was the surprise Yixian had mentioned, only to be told that it was all wishful thinking on her part.

"Actually, it was Sister Yixian at first, but what happened next... Waaah, I can't say, I can't say." Seeing Jing Su's puzzled expression, Hu Ben whispered, but he quickly covered his mouth halfway through his sentence, jumped aside, and changed the subject, "Commander, anyway, that's the situation. You'll know when you get there. By the way, it's been so long, let's hurry up and get there, don't keep people waiting."

After saying that, Hu Ben took Jing Su's hand and started to walk towards a certain place.

"Wait a moment!"

Before Hu Ben could drag Jing Su a few steps, Chang Chun stopped them.

She didn't quite understand what had just happened, but there seemed to be more to it than met the eye, which stirred her ever-restless curiosity.

"You'll know when we get there, you'll know when we get there." Hu Ben recalled the person who had sent him to pick him up, and dared not say another word, hurriedly shaking his head.

"You're not allowed to leave until you tell me." Changchun stood in front of Hu Ben, hands on his hips.

"Ahem, even if we're not allowed to go to the site, the commander should at least change his clothes. He's soaked to the bone, and with the sea breeze so strong, what if he gets sick?" Hu Ben felt he had never been so clever before, managing to come up with such a flawless statement under immense pressure.

"This..." Changchun hesitated, looking at the trembling Jing Su.

"There is a flaw!"

Seeing Changchun hesitate, Huben lifted Jing Su into the air like a weightlifter and ran away as fast as he could.

"Holy crap!" The sudden force made Jing Su dizzy. After realizing what was happening to her, she froze, too afraid to move. With Hu Ben's current speed, if she wasn't careful and fell to the ground, her small frame would be half dead.

"Boom! Boom boom!"

Before Hu Ben could run far, a loud noise came from not far away, as if something had exploded.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: It Really Wasn't Me!

"Explosion! Why did it explode? Was it an enemy attack?"

The sudden explosion startled everyone.

"That can't be right. Everyone knows the location of the port area, so it's normal for a few Sirens to occasionally drift by. This is a faction, and you might not even be able to find it without someone to guide you," Changchun said, puzzled.

"Two explosions... Hmm, judging from the direction, is Sister Fushun blasting fish?" Hu Ben sat cross-legged on her large gourd. As soon as the explosions rang out, she summoned her ship equipment, a super-large gourd.

"Sister Fushun? That does seem like something she would do. Damn it, she didn't even call me when she was frying fish. No, it's this late, and she's still frying fish? And why were there two explosions?"

Changchun blinked her big eyes, looking somewhat guilty at the bewildered Jing Su, thinking to herself, 'Thank goodness, the Commander probably didn't notice the loophole in my words. I'm a well-behaved and adorable lady, why would I casually fry fish? Although frying fish is fun, and grilled fish is delicious too.'

Jing Su ignored Changchun's little scheme. Among the four great warriors of Donghuang, the eldest sister Anshan was the most heroic. Before the transformation, she was somewhat petite, but after the transformation, her character design was that of a heroic female warrior.

The second sister, Fushun, and the third sister, Changchun, were both quite mischievous. As for which one was more mischievous, they were about the same, the only difference being that one loved to drink and the other loved to play with firecrackers. Changchun was also slightly weaker.

The fourth sister is the most gentle and timid, which makes people feel sorry for her.

"What buildings are in that direction? Who's working there tonight? That might help us analyze the situation better." Looking at the wary Hu Ben, Jing Su offered a suggestion. As a newcomer, he could only hope that through his guidance, they could uncover the truth.

"The building?" Hu Ben pondered, looking down. "That direction is the kitchen. The kitchen exploded? That shouldn't be the case. Long Wu was cooking tonight. She's an excellent cook. Besides, we in Donghuang might not be good at other things, but when it comes to cooking, we'll never admit defeat. No, wait, we're doomed. She seemed to have said she was going into the kitchen today!"

As he spoke, Hu Ben seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed from full of confidence at the beginning to panic at the end.

"Hmm? Who's going to cook?" Jing Su was also curious. As a world-renowned culinary capital, Donghuang is almost unparalleled in the world when it comes to food.

"Ji'an, Sister Ji'an, I forgot about her, we're doomed, Commander, let's run, let's wander the world, boohoo, we're doomed~" Hu Ben slumped on the ground, wiping away tears with his little hands.

"Oh no, you didn't stop her? What are we going to do? Will we have to eat Sister Ji'an's cooking tonight?" Changchun's face turned pale, even paler than when she was worried that Jing Su would find out she had also fried fish.

"Hmm? Is there a problem?" Compared to the two little girls' anxiety, Jing Su, who was unaware of the situation, looked puzzled.

"A curse, a curse from the heavens! How can there be someone in this world so incompetent in cooking?" Hu Ben muttered, his face ashen, as he collapsed to the ground.

"Actually, Sister Ji'an's cooking isn't inedible. It's just that Sister Ji'an's taste buds might be a little different from ours."

"It's different! How could it be so different that it would blow up the kitchen? What kind of good person would put a torpedo in their food?" Hu Ben was in tears, as if recalling some bad memory.

"?"

Jing Su felt a huge question mark appear above her head. It seemed like she had heard something incredible.

"It turns out that not every Donghuang ship girl is good at cooking; that's a prejudice," Changchun said, rubbing her forehead in exasperation.

It turns out that there are all sorts of strange prejudices between different factions. For example, the Eagle Union ship girls are all free-spirited, the Royal Navy is full of ladies, the Iris Vichy is a gourmet wasteland, the Northern Alliance is particularly rigid, and the Northern Alliance loves to drink vodka. Oh, this is not a prejudice.

Before today, Jing Su had always thought that Donghuang was basically good at cooking. He never expected that in this camp that was famous for its food, there would be such a "hidden dragon" as Ji An.

Among the many prejudices, it is generally acknowledged that the royal family is not good at cooking. Even Belfast, the head maid who is considered perfect, is not very good at cooking. When it comes to food, the royal family can only be good at desserts and afternoon tea.

But Ji'an completely shattered the ship girls' perception of food being unpalatable.

Her cooking wasn't the kind that was neither good nor bad; it was the kind that was bizarre and incomprehensible.

Perhaps Ji'an's palate is different from that of ordinary people, or perhaps her understanding of ingredients is unique. In any case, it is a common understanding within the Donghuang camp that Ji'an should not be allowed into the kitchen.

Actually, if someone is watching over Ji'an and helping her with the ingredients, there isn't a big problem when she cooks. But you absolutely must not let her take charge of the cooking. According to Hu Ben, whenever Ji'an enters the kitchen, she always causes a bunch of bizarre things.

This includes, but is not limited to, burning down or frying the kitchen, and cooking up colorful soups that supposedly make you see little people dancing when you drink them. As for the taste, a certain little girl sitting on a gourd still avoids Ji'an whenever she sees him.

"So, if it's so terrifying for Ji'an to go into the kitchen, why were we still letting her in?"

Looking at the two little girls huddled together, shivering, Jing Su asked a question.

"This is probably what they call being bad at the game but also loves to play." After a moment of silence, Changchun lay on the ground, the background a dark gray.

"Actually, Sister Ji'an is self-aware, but after a while she feels that she can do it and plans to try it out. Then every time she makes a mess of the kitchen."

Logically, Longwu should have been the one cooking today; she's a very good cook.

Suddenly, Sister Yixian said you were coming back, and then there was the wedding and the welcoming ceremony. There were too many things to do, and the time was too short. Longwu couldn't handle it all by himself, and the others also had things to do, so he asked Sister Ji'an for help.

But judging from the current situation, it seems that Sister Ji'an has gotten herself into trouble again.

Hu Ben sighed, rubbing his forehead in exasperation.

"It sounds like a sad story," Jing Su said helplessly. "Anyway, let's go and see what happened. If something really has happened, we can lend a hand."

"Okay, let's go over there quickly."

. . .

"Waaaaah, it really wasn't me! Please put me down, waaaah!"

The streets, steeped in ancient charm, are dimly lit.

Several poles stood straight on both sides of the street, connected by lines, with several large red lanterns hanging from the lines.

Under the bright red lanterns, figures darted about. On the line, a petite figure hung there, pouting pitifully.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: It's Not Clean

"Put Lord Feiyun down quickly! Waaah, it wasn't me! It really wasn't me this time! Why won't you believe me?!"

A petite figure wearing a red bellyband swayed in the air, her voice aggrieved and her eyes glistening.

"Someone saw you sneaking into the kitchen, and then coming out with a sly grin. That's too suspicious," said a tall, mature woman with a hairpin, wearing all-black stockings and a cleavage covering her breasts, her face full of anger.

"Sister Ji'an, you have to believe me, it really wasn't me this time." Seeing Ji'an's disheveled appearance, Fei Yun's momentum weakened, and she said pitifully.

"Tonight, you were the only one who went into the kitchen. Judging from the timing of the incident, only you had time to do this. The sudden explosion ruined all the food I carefully prepared. If it were any other time, it wouldn't matter, but don't you know when it was tonight? Being mischievous at this time, even if Yixian comes back, she won't be able to protect you!"

The woman in black stockings said angrily, but she didn't notice that the group of girls standing behind her were all showing "thank goodness" expressions.

"That's right, Feiyun, just admit it already. Sister Yixian and the others will be back soon. Everyone, let's hurry up and make a delicious meal. We should still have time for the banquet."

A little girl with long orange hair, white stockings, and a mischievous look on her face nodded vigorously and said.

"Oh, Sister Fushun, you actually betrayed the revolution! We promised to have the greatest adventure together tonight! How could you do this!"

After recognizing the speaker, Fei Yun became even more excited.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Fushun, making him feel a chill run down his spine.

The three mischievous kings of the Donghuang camp, Changchun, Fushun and Feiyun, are all clever and mischievous, but they are obsessed with playing pranks on people and have a long history of bad behavior.

"Wait, Feiyun, what you're saying is practically admitting you're going to cause trouble tonight, right?" Facing everyone's gaze, Fushun shrank back, his brain racing, and quickly seized on the loophole in Feiyun's words, "Just now, I was playing with explosions on the other side. I only rushed to the scene with Sister Zhenhai after the incident happened. I didn't have time to commit the crime at all."

"Eh!" Fei Yun was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that his quick words would completely trap him. There was really no way to explain himself now. "Waaah, it really wasn't me. Lord Fei Yun, I would never play such a low-level trick. Waaah."

After saying that, Feiyun started to struggle again, but it was clear that no one believed her anymore.

“Feiyun, I will investigate the truth of this matter. However, based on your words, it is already certain that you did intend to play a prank tonight. To prevent you from causing trouble, you will stay up there tonight and reflect on your actions.” Another mature woman with an arrogant figure and a cold expression said.

"Waaah~ But anyway, it really wasn't me this time! Hey everyone, look! It's the Commander! The Commander's here! Look, everyone!" Fei Yun's aggrieved expression went from helplessness to surprise, her little hands waving incessantly.

"Heh, even if you bring out the commander, it won't make a difference," the masked beauty said.

"It's so lively here, could you let me know what happened?" Seeing that she had been specifically mentioned, Jing Su, who had originally planned to stand aside and watch the show, reluctantly stepped forward.

"commander!"

"It's the commander!"

"You're finally back!"

Upon seeing Jing Su's appearance, the women swarmed around her, their voices of delight rising and falling. While the older women maintained a degree of reserve, the younger girls had no such reservations, cheering and jumping for joy around Jing Su.

Fu Shun, in particular, rushed forward and snuggled into Jing Su's arms, nuzzling her back and forth.

'They really are family, even sharing the same spot.' Jing Su thought to herself as she held the happy little one in her arms.

With everyone's attention focused on Jing Su, no one paid any attention to Fei Yun. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Fei Yun's cunning eyes started to dart around, as if he was planning some new adventure.

"So, Long Wu drank the beverage Fei Yun gave him, felt unwell, and then let Ji An into the kitchen. As a result, he was startled by the sound of firecrackers playing in Fu Shun's house, which caused the food to explode and blow the kitchen to smithereens?"

After briefly summarizing the girls' chatter, Jing Su was speechless, unsure how to respond. "Exactly! Sister Ji'an's clothes are all dirty. Fei Yun, you've gone too far!" Fu Shun chimed in.

"Is the focus on the clothes? I thought the problem was the food that might explode," Changchun remarked.

"Hey, Feiyun, what are you eating?" Hu Ben suddenly exclaimed.

"Hmm, this dried fruit, I found it on a pole, it tastes pretty good, Commander, would you like some?"

Only then did everyone notice that the flying cloud hanging in the sky had a bulging mouth and two small hands holding a piece of something, as if it were being handed to Jing Su.

"Hey, that was put up by Sister Longwu. She specifically told Feiyun not to eat it." Hu Ben screamed after seeing what Feiyun was eating.

"Hmm, is that so? Hehe, then I'll have another one." Hearing Hu Ben's words, Fei Yun got excited and reached out to grab another one.

"Ah, no!" Hu Ben realized what was happening and immediately got up to get some dried fruit.

There was a flurry of excitement.

"Waaaaah, this is too much, Commander, I'm not clean anymore." Slumped on the ground, Fei Yun sat with his legs spread wide, rubbing his eyes with both hands, his voice filled with mournful sorrow.

Having tasted the sweetness of the food, Feiyun didn't want to come down. The view up there was beautiful, there was delicious food, and it was a great spot to watch the show and enjoy the scenery. So the two little girls started playing around.

When people are playing around, it's easy to accidentally touch on some taboo areas. Whether it was by accident or something else, Hu Ben pulled hard and actually tore off Fei Yun's little bellyband.

When this scene occurred, there was complete silence.

"Ahem, Feiyun, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Knowing that he had made a mistake, the usually lively Huben blushed and stood next to Feiyun, unsure of what to do with his little hands.

"Woooooo~"

Tiger's words did not help at all; instead, they made Fei Yun burst into tears.

"Commander, Commander." At this moment, Changchun suddenly pulled Jingsu and whispered, "Commander, go and comfort her."

It turns out that Changchun, one of the three mischievous devils, saw through Feiyun's loneliness at a glance. This girl was full of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome). Normally, let alone having a piece of clothing torn off, she wouldn't have any objections even if she was allowed to run around naked. On the contrary, she would find it very amusing.

She's making this gesture now to excuse herself; as long as she can divert other people's attention, no one will care about the joke she made earlier.

"Oh, I see." Jing Su walked to Fei Yun's side and, under everyone's surprised gazes, picked her up in one swift motion. "Alright, alright, don't cry. How could it be unclean? Our little Fei Yun is so cute, no one would abandon you."

Chapter Thirty: Let Me See!

After this farce, everyone stared at each other, bewildered.

In the end, Jing Su was the first to break the deadlock. "Let's each proceed according to our original plans. Although I'm probably the most confused one here, let's just go do what we're supposed to do."

Everyone then dispersed. Zhenhai was in charge of setting up the venue, Ji'an and Huanchang went to find new ingredients, and Huben went to find Longwu, as she was the one who had to cook.

As for Feiyun, her little scheme was seen through, and she was still hanging in the sky, except that the bunch of dried fruit had been moved to the other side.

After everyone left, only Jing Su and Chang Chun remained on the scene, oh, and Fei Yun, who was hanging in the sky, looking both cute and fierce.

In fact, Jing Su could sense that the girls had many questions about him, and he himself had many things he wanted to ask. However, letting them leave now was, in a way, an experiment he was conducting.