Shipgirls and Salted Fish Commander, Port Survival Guide

"Commander, although the little yellow chicks are intelligent robots, their ability limit depends on the designer. Each faction's little yellow chicks will retain the characteristics of their respective faction."

'So, why don't you ask the other factions to design a set of little yellow chicks that can cook for you?' Jing Su really wanted to ask that, but seeing the confused Sirius and the adorable Firefly, she kept quiet.

"As for other helpers, there are some. Originally, many of the royal maids helped in the kitchen, but when the commander arrived, we went out to greet you, Master."

So the ball is now being kicked at me!?

Although Firefly didn't explicitly say so, Jing Su already had a scene in her mind: all the adults had run out to pick someone up, leaving Firefly, who knew nothing, and Little Yellow Chick, who only knew how to fry French fries, looking at each other in the kitchen, and in their frantic efforts, they threw oil into the iron pot instead of water, and the excess oil overflowed and was ignited.

"So, is our dinner out of the question?" There was no time to worry about the burning kitchen, because what was about to arrive on the battlefield was the starving Changchun.

Changchun walked to Jingsu's side, tugged at his sleeve, pouted, and looked teary-eyed.

"It's alright, I'll handle it." Jing Su pulled her hand away from Sirius's softness and reassured Changchun simply.

He was indeed planning to cook dinner himself, after all, seeing the state of the kitchen, he genuinely didn't dare eat the food prepared by the royal family.

"But with the kitchen in this state, it will take a lot of time to clean it up."

Looking at the mess in the kitchen, Jing Su felt a headache coming on. She glanced at the time; it was about six o'clock in the evening. Even if she just cleaned up the stove and prepared the ingredients, it would take at least eight o'clock to finish.

Moreover, to be honest, all the royal girls are theoretically one of our own, right? So when preparing dinner, can we only cook enough for a few people? Everyone should have a share, otherwise the workload would be too great.

Even though a significant number of royal family members are currently on the front lines, if it's just these few people left, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to finish by tomorrow morning.

"And the kitchen too," Firefly gestured, raising her hand.

"?"

“Our castle has kitchens on every floor. If you don’t like the kitchen in this building, you can go to other places. I remember there are several more on the sixth basement level.”

"Six floors below..." Jing Su was a little confused. Why would a perfectly good castle have such a deep basement? To build a subway?

"The underground level is where we destroyers play games. We told His Majesty before that the manor outside is just flowers, trees and grass. We can only play hide-and-seek outside, which is so boring. So His Majesty turned the underground level into an amusement park for us to play in. Commander, can we go play at night? Because it's underground, it doesn't matter whether it's morning or night. It's always bright, and there are lots of fun things to do."

"Amusement park..." Jing Su almost stumbled and fell to the ground, not knowing what to say. If Firefly had said that the underground level was for research and development, he would have accepted it. But it turned out to be an amusement park?

Won't it be too noisy?

However, this does seem like something Queen Elizabeth would do.

"If you have time, that's fine, but I'm afraid it'll be a bit difficult tonight. There's not enough time. Let's see if we have time in a few days. Firefly, you can be our guide then. I'm really looking forward to seeing what the underground amusement park looks like."

"Okay, I'll take care of it, Firefly!" Hearing that Jing Su was willing to go to the amusement park with her, Firefly spread her arms and pretended to fly, circling around Jing Su.

"Commander, I want to play too! I've never been to an amusement park before!" Changchun couldn't possibly miss out on something fun, and hurriedly shouted.

"Okay, okay, come on, come on! Firefly, you can also invite your friends to come along. It's more fun with more people."

"Oh~" Firefly drawled, glancing sideways at Changchun, only to see Changchun making a face at him.

'Missing me, Lady Firefly, makes me want to bump into someone!'

After calming down Firefly and Changchun, Jing Su refocused her attention on what to eat that night to address her injuries.

Jing Su had originally planned to cook a few home-style dishes to share with Chang Chun, but before she could even speak, Sirius shoved her hand into her front armor. Only then did Jing Su realize that she couldn't show favoritism.

Putting aside others, Sirius and Firefly should be together too, right? Ship girls generally have huge appetites, like bottomless pits. Changchun ate almost all the way through the afternoon, and she's still complaining of being hungry now. According to her, the snacks she ate in the afternoon were just filling her teeth, not filling her up at all.

Leaving aside how much Firefly eats, Sirius certainly does, as you can tell from her bridge. She's very well-nourished and has a large appetite; a few plates of home-cooked food are clearly not enough. And if the other ship girls see this, they'll have to increase their own portions.

One person definitely couldn't do it all.

'If only Yixian were here.'

Now Jing Su felt a little nostalgic for Yi Xian. She really didn't know how Yi Xian managed to feed these big eaters on a daily basis.

"How about we have hot pot?" After thinking it over, Jing Su slowly offered a suggestion.

To ensure both the taste and the quantity, Jing Su couldn't think of any other solution besides hot pot after much thought.

"Great! I haven't had hot pot in Changchun for ages!" Changchun cheered excitedly upon hearing it was hot pot.

"Sirius agrees to whatever Master suggests. Master, I can give you anything. No matter what this hot pot is, I will eat it."

Sirius's expression of self-sacrifice made Jing Su wonder if she had misunderstood something.

'This girl, she doesn't think hot pot is a kind of pot, and that we're going to eat the pot later, does she?'

"Hot pot, huh? Great, great! Lady Firefly really likes this. Long live the Commander!"

"Alright, since that's the case, let's prepare a hot pot dinner. Speaking of which, didn't we just win a negotiation? That's something to celebrate. I think it would be better if everyone came together; the more people, the more lively it would be."

As she was thinking, Jing Su suddenly had a flash of inspiration and decided to organize an outdoor hot pot dinner. According to what Firefly had said earlier, before she arrived, many of the royal maids were busy in the kitchen. What kind of dinner required so many ship girls and a bunch of little yellow chicks to work together? They hadn't even finished preparing it by the time she arrived.

If I'm not mistaken, the ship girls must have been busy preparing for my welcome party. As a result, they got stuck in traffic in the afternoon and missed a lot of things. I imagine they weren't very happy either. All that preparation and anticipation for so long was completely wasted. I know that feeling of frustration all too well.

Since that's the case, let's have a dinner party. But since we're all going outdoors, a barbecue would probably be simpler. However, there might not be enough time for a barbecue. Oh well, it's just a backup plan. I hope everyone has a good time and that they enjoy themselves.

"It's better to act than to just think about it." There's a lot to prepare for a hot pot dinner, including ingredients, utensils, and venue setup. It takes a lot of effort to prepare all of these. Fortunately, Jing Su has done similar events before, and has organized them several times, so she has experience.

"Before that, we need to make a phone call. Although it feels like we can do without saying anything, it wouldn't be right not to inform them on royal territory."

Chapter Fifty-Eight: Knowing Your Mistakes and Correcting Them

"Dingling bell~"

"Is this Warspite, and who is it?"

"Um, war-weariness? I am..."

Before Jing Su could finish her sentence after the call was connected, she heard...

"Clang~"

"Is that the servant's voice? Give me the phone right now!"

"Your Majesty, wait, don't do this!"

Then came the clanging sound again.

"Ahem, yes, I am Queen Elizabeth. Your servant, I am very angry. You arrived at the royal residence half an hour ago. Why are you only calling now? Why are you nowhere to be seen? How dare you make me wait for you, my servant! I am very angry!"

A voice, three parts crisp, three parts lively, six parts joyful, and ninety-nine parts proud, came through, leaving Jing Su speechless for a moment.

"Hey, hey, servant, speak up! Who gave you permission to remain silent? Why don't you speak when I question you? Do I have to ask you to speak?"

Jing Su's silence was followed by Queen Elizabeth's voice ringing out again, this time with a clear hint of panic in it.

Jing Su finally realized that the Queen Elizabeth, the head of the royal family and of noble status, was waiting for her to speak.

Jing Su didn't really know how to get along with these high-ranking people. The highest-ranking person she had ever met in her previous life was her university president, whom she had only observed from afar at the graduation ceremony.

Queen Elizabeth is the absolute leader of the Royal Navy faction, and all Royal Navy ship girls, regardless of ship type or combat power, swear allegiance to the Queen.

And he himself, according to avant-garde terms, was Queen Elizabeth's husband.

Therefore, Jing Su really didn't know how to start a conversation, or more precisely, she didn't know how to address her.

Calling her "Your Majesty" seems too formal, but calling her "wife" directly seems a bit too impolite.

When making the phone call, Jing Su had come up with many plans and thought of many ways to say it, but he never expected that the way he addressed her would be so difficult.

"Hey, servant, why aren't you speaking? How rude! I've already humbled myself to call you, speak up, you bastard!" Queen Elizabeth's voice rang out again, and this time it wasn't just a feeling, you could actually hear sobs.

Jing Su, through her silence, broke down the defenses of Her Majesty the Queen.

"Ah, I apologize, Your Majesty. I did not mean to offend you. I was just thinking about what words of praise to use to compliment you, but after thinking about it, I found that I could not find any perfect words to describe you. That is why I have neglected Your Majesty. My Queen, you are like the bright moon in the sky, illuminating my heart. Words cannot describe how important you are to me."

My Queen, I am ashamed of my earlier neglect and beg your forgiveness.

Jing Su had no idea what she was saying. In a moment of passion, words came out like a machine gun. She was so ashamed that she wanted to dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the ground with her toes.

"..."

There was no response from the other end of the phone for a long time.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty Queen Elizabeth, are you alright?" Seeing that Queen Elizabeth was not saying anything, Jing Su panicked a little.

Q: What's the most embarrassing thing that happens when you're saying cheesy pickup lines?

A: The other party is ignoring you and giving you no feedback.

"You...you really think that way about me?"

"Of course, of course! My feelings for Her Majesty the Queen are as clear as day." If Jing Su weren't so unsure about how to say European love words, he wouldn't mind reciting a passage on the spot. He originally wanted to recite "Mountains Without Edges," but considering that Queen Elizabeth was part of the royal family and might not understand it, he had to give up.

"Hmph, hmph! Since that's what you think, then I, I'll be merciful and forgive you. Just don't do it again, otherwise, otherwise I will never forgive you."

As it turns out, a straight shot is the surest way to defeat any arrogant person.

On the other end of the phone, Queen Elizabeth lowered her head, her face flushed, holding the phone in one hand and clutching her skirt in the other, her whole body trembling with excitement, and you could vaguely see the mist rising from her head.

Seeing this, Warspite covered his face and sighed, "My queen is so adorable."

"Getting back to the point, what brings you here, my servant?" As a leader of a power, Queen Elizabeth quickly snapped out of her shyness and asked in a high-pitched voice.

“Oh, yes, I do have an idea.” Jing Su quickly told Queen Elizabeth about her plan to organize a hot pot dinner.

When Queen Elizabeth heard that organizing such an event required her approval, she became furious and interrupted, "So you're only calling me to organize an event? What do you take me for?"

"Uh..." Jing Su was a little confused. Why did he get angry again for no reason?

"Hmph, you can handle this yourself, don't bother me." Before Jing Su could say anything, Queen Elizabeth angrily hung up the phone.

Listening to the dial tone on the other end of the phone, Jing Su was completely confused. She began to recall her words from earlier, but for a moment she couldn't find anything wrong with them.

"I can't have upset her by calling to let her know, can I? Or was it because the call was for official business, not personal? But I was planning to invite her to the hot pot dinner anyway. How can Queen Elizabeth, the head of the royal family, be absent from such a big event? I just don't understand."

"Commander, how's the communication going on your end?" Sirius asked as he ran over to Jing Su after she put down her phone.

"I guess the communication was successful. Queen Elizabeth told me to handle it myself, but I think I've angered her."

"Hey, how could that be? Although His Majesty's temper isn't particularly good, his anger usually comes and goes quickly. His Majesty is a very good person. Commander, did you say something you shouldn't have?" Firefly ran over and asked.

"Maybe, I'm not really sure what I said wrong." Jing Su simply repeated the conversation from earlier.

"Commander, you really said something wrong." Firefly sighed, covering her face after hearing this.

"Ah~"

"Holding a hot pot dinner or something, just tell His Majesty, there's no need for a special application. Commander, your actions make it sound like His Majesty is your leader or something. That's a direct action between a subordinate and a superior."

But Commander, you're not an outsider. You're our commander, the most important person to us.

Commander, I know you care about us, which is why you want to consult with us on everything. But Commander, you are the commander, the banner that leads us forward. On matters of principle, your will is what we must follow.

"Oh, this." Jing Su was stunned. "So Queen Elizabeth was angry just now because I treated her like an outsider?"

"It's not just that." Firefly waved her finger and said in a serious tone, "Her Majesty is our royal flagship, our supreme leader, and Commander, you are her husband. After not seeing her for so long, the first thing you did when you called her was not to ask how she was doing, but to start with official business, specifically asking for some kind of application."

Commander, don't you think Her Majesty should be angry?

“That makes sense,” Jing Su nodded bitterly.

It was only then that Jing Su realized that his self-identity had always been rather vague. Perhaps it was because he had spent a long time in Donghuang and had cultural identification with it that he subconsciously thought of himself as just a member of the Donghuang camp.

In fact, he was not only the commander of the Eastern Empire faction, but also the commander of the Royal Army, the White Eagle faction, and all other factions.

After he went missing, the ship girls went to great lengths to find him, traveling everywhere, only to be treated like outsiders when they finally met. Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed very hurtful.

"I think I know what to do." Jing Su has always had one advantage: she can admit her mistakes and correct them. After realizing her problem, she quickly opened her phone and started composing a message.

. . .

The Queen's Bedroom.

"Damn it, damn it, bad guy, bad guy, big bad guy, I'm so angry! How could he do this? I was so worried about him, and he didn't even call me."

I was so looking forward to meeting him, but when he arrived at the base, he didn't even come to see me, even though I had dressed up so beautifully.

I finally got a call, and I already gave him that hint, so why did he talk like that? Why did he say those things? What does "application" mean? What does "needing my consent" mean? What does that sentence mean?

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

I never want to see him again.

Queen Elizabeth, who had just hung up the phone, huddled in a corner, tears welling in her eyes, surrounded by a mess.

"Your Majesty, please don't be like this, Commander. He didn't mean it. The news from Yat Sen is that the Commander has lost his memories, so he definitely didn't mean it that way." Warspite stood beside Queen Elizabeth, her eyes filled with heartache, but she didn't know what to say in this situation.

As the faction with the deepest cooperation with the Maritime Bureau, the Royal Family also had to bear the greatest malice from human forces, all sorts of pretense, deception, and open and covert confrontations. No one knew better than Warspite, who was by Her Majesty's side day and night, what kind of pressure Her Majesty's petite body had to bear.

Other ship girls can confide in their partners when they encounter setbacks, and smaller ships can seek comfort from their seniors. However, as the supreme leader of the Royal Navy, Queen Elizabeth has no one to rely on.

She is the Queen, a high and mighty monarch, the banner of the royal army's advance, but in private, she is just a little girl who longs for care.