Azur Lane Mobile Front.

So Cleveland and Montpellier came over together.

"Hey! Commander, let's play together!"

Cleveland extended a warm invitation to Rob, her face no longer showing the dejection she had just displayed after being defeated by Yukikaze. Instead, she wore her usual cheerful smile, which was as refreshing as a spring breeze.

"Oh, no rush, let me sit for a while."

Rob smiled as he petted the cat and declined Cleveland's offer.

He can't exactly say that his back is so weak right now, can he?

"Huh? So this is a battlefield too? Then let me, White Dragon, have a good fight with you!"

Just then, Haku appeared at the doorway, carrying the katana that was always with her.

Her light-colored yukata couldn't conceal her overly voluptuous bridge area, revealing a deep cleavage.

The braids that had been wrapped around her asymmetrical horns were now undone, letting her hair fall loosely.

"Hmph~ Zuikaku, perfect, I'll defeat you right here and now!"

He walked to the pool table on his own and stared intently at Zuikaku, who was standing right in front of the table.

"What's going on? Is this a battle between Sakura Empire Tier 8 and Tier 10 carriers?"

Seeing the growing excitement in front of the table, Rob was somewhat bewildered.

"Hmph! Let me show you the power of the White Dragon!"

As Bai Long said this, he grabbed his racket and slapped the opponent with all his might.

Then... the ball just flew out naturally.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

"Well, this one's a newbie too."

Bai Long's completely haphazard and unpredictable fighting style, which resulted in miraculous attacks, left Rob heartbroken.

"Hey... what are you typing?"

Anshan and the others, who followed Bailong in, witnessed this scene.

"I...I just didn't want to gain an advantage in terms of physical strength!"

Bai Long was a little embarrassed, so he made up an excuse, picked up the ball again, and prepared to play another round.

This time, she finally learned to control her strength. Although she was still clumsy in the fight, Zuikaku on the other side was not to be outdone. For a time, the two were evenly matched.

"Oh! Good shot!"

Rob, who was watching from the sidelines, kept glancing between the two men with his eyes, and occasionally let out a sound of admiration.

Although both Hakuryu and Zuikaku have top-notch physiques, Rob's "good shot" definitely refers to actual ball skills, so please don't misunderstand.

"elder brother..."

Having probably just finished soaking in the hot springs, the unicorn's face was flushed, making it look exceptionally cute.

She walked over to Rob, sat down on the other side, and then rested her head directly on Rob's body.

To some extent, Rob is currently in a situation where he has women on both sides.

"What? Aren't you going to play with them?"

Rob gently stroked the unicorn's hair, raised his chin slightly, and gestured for the unicorn to look towards Fushun.

In the port area, although the ship types are different, the smaller ones, such as the Unicorn and Anshan-class, do indeed play together.

At least, Anshan has always been quite interested in Youjiang, the unicorn.

"Brother, really! Unicorns aren't little kids anymore!"

The unicorn let out a slightly annoyed sound and casually waved the ring on her hand in front of Robo's eyes.

The gleaming Oath Ring not only confirmed that this petite ship was no longer a child, but also dazzled Lord Yukikaze's eyes.

"Alright, alright, the unicorn isn't a child anymore."

Watching the unicorn lean against him and occasionally glance at him, Rob felt a chill run down his spine for some reason.

Considering the child's behavior at times that was completely unlike that of a child, Rob became even more panicked.

I came here for a vacation, but it feels like I'm here to work overtime.

That doesn't make sense!

Chapter 347: Bai Long's Blade is Missing

While Rob was petting the cat and his little sister, Bailong had already successfully defeated Zuikaku.

Although it wasn't in terms of combat, Bailong was still very excited to have won against his opponent.

She glanced at her katana leaning against the pool table, then a smug smile spread across her face.

"You think you can defeat the White Dragon? How laughable!"

Having finally won a match, Miss Hakulong perfectly exemplified what it means to be arrogant, completely ignoring her previous humiliating history of being thoroughly thrashed by Zuikaku.

"嘁~"

Zuikaku was quite frank; he accepted the loss without considering verbally teaching his opponent a lesson.

Anyway, it's not like that gray ghost is on the other side, so it's not a big problem.

As soon as she put down her racket, Zuikaku threw herself into Shoukaku's arms, enjoying the super-high-level facial cleansing service while also seeking comfort and a hug.

"Hey! Damn it, something feels off..."

Bai Long bit his thumb, a few ominous thoughts welling up in his mind.

What exactly is this illusion that you won the game but lost the boat?

Before the next contestant could take the stage, Rob patted the unicorn's head, signaling her to get up.

"Hmm? Brother?"

The unicorn raised its head and looked at Rob with a puzzled expression.

"I'm going to have some fun. You get along well with everyone."

"Yes! Good luck, brother."

Under normal circumstances, the unicorn is indeed a good kid, at least that's what Rob thinks.

Seeing the unicorn clench its little fists to cheer itself on, Robo smiled and waved, then stood opposite the white dragon.

"White Dragon, I remember you said that if I wanted to control you, I had to defeat you, right?"

I weighed the racket in my hand. Hmm, it's cheap. Looks like the boss lady in Fengxiang isn't doing too well at home.

"Heh~ Human, you also want to challenge me?"

Bai Long immediately became interested when he saw Luo Bo.

Her face once again revealed that excited, somewhat bloodthirsty expression.

"Tsk, this girl is tough..."

He muttered to himself as Robb had already taken the ball into his hands.

"A challenge? Don't get me wrong, I'm here to beat you!"

Putting everything else aside, Rob has enough confidence in this project.

"Oh! Commander, you're in high spirits! Keep it up!"

Seeing their commander preparing to take the field, the ships present also gathered around.

Then, as Rob's ball was launched, the ships collectively showed expressions as if they had seen an alien.

"This... I wasn't seeing things, was I?"

Zuikaku rubbed her eyes. What had she just seen?

The ball launched by our own commander actually turned in mid-air? What is this? Is it magic?

"No, our commander seems to be quite capable..."

...

Just a few minutes later, amidst Bai Long's suspicious expression, Rob shaved her head without any mercy.

"this..."

"Oh dear, it's been a while since I played, I feel like I've gotten a bit rusty. Alright, you guys keep playing."

Without any regard for the psychological state of his own ships, Luo fled as soon as he won against Bailong.

Miss Bailong was left alone, clutching her knife, squatting in the corner, wondering what had happened.

...

Happy times always pass quickly.

Soon, night fell, and the bustling hot spring inn gradually fell silent.

Perhaps in order to have more fun later, everyone unanimously chose to go to bed early.

Of course, this may not include Mr. Luo.

"elder brother..."

Looking at the unicorn that appeared before him, its eyes gleaming with a knowing light, Rob knew that tonight was probably going to be tough for him.

Because it's very simple: unicorns won't give themselves a chance to object.

"I'm saying that unicorns, new-type capabilities, are not used in this way."

Feeling his limbs stiffen, Rob could only sigh and accept his fate.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Outside Bailong's room, Fushun was furtively peering into the room.

"You even sleep with it? It must be some kind of treasure!"

Ever since seeing Bailong bathing in the hot spring with his sword, Fushun has developed a strong interest in Bailong's sword.

Judging from Bai Long's various actions, Fu Shun must know that this knife is definitely some kind of extraordinary treasure.

While to some extent, this is indeed the case for Haku.

Therefore, Fushun decided to get his hands on the knife and investigate it further.

He tiptoed and opened the window a crack, then inserted the feather structure at the tail of the Mahjong King machine.

Along the edge of the bed, these somewhat ornate vermilion "feathers" easily entangled the katana that the white dragon was holding in his arms.

After being tugged twice, the white dragon, sensing something in his sleep, hugged the sword even tighter.

"Hmm...I'll think about it..."

Before long, Fushun, who was quick-witted, came up with an idea.

She first broke off a branch from a tree in the yard that was about the same length as Bailong's knife, and then carefully tucked the branch into Bailong's arms.

Sure enough, after several twists and turns, Bailong successfully let go of the knife in his hand and hugged the tree branch.

Fushun seized the opportunity, grabbed his knife, and immediately disappeared into the night.

Only Miss White Dragon, still fast asleep, remained, clutching the tree branch.

...

As usual in the morning, the sunlight streamed through the window and into the room.

Bai Long groggily woke up from his dream.

As a member of the armed faction in the port area, she is always among the first to get up every morning.

Then, she looked into her arms.

A... tree branch, which she was holding tightly.

His own knife had completely vanished.

Bai Long, who was still half asleep, immediately woke up completely. She sat up abruptly and began searching everywhere.