The slightly weird commander's ship girl tour

"I'm just a little curious. Looking at the tree from the balcony is a completely different experience than looking at it from the yard." Pessagno shook his head and said, "Don't you think so, Dareko?"

"Gurgle gurgle..." Darek didn't answer, but just made a meaningless sound. She had completely melted on the table.

Da Vinci temporarily withdrew his gaze from the various magazines. "It should be soon, right? They've been there for half an hour. They will definitely find a suitable place."

Pessagno nodded and turned his gaze to the two strange trees.

For a moment the pavilion became quiet again, with only the gurgling sound of Darreko melting and the sound of Leonardo turning the pages of a book.

"Oh no! Something big has happened!" Suddenly, an urgent cry was heard, breaking the harmonious tranquility in the yard.

Darek hurriedly struggled to get up from the chair, only to find that it was a girl with long gray-silver hair and a film camera hanging around her neck.

"Huh, it's just Alfredo." Dareko let out a long sigh and slowly sat down again.

What Alfredo said was a big deal can basically be considered just a small matter.

"What's wrong?" Dareko sat up straight in her chair. Although she didn't take it too seriously, she was still a little curious. Leonardo and Pessagno also looked at her curiously. Although Alfredo often exaggerated, at least one thing had to happen before he could exaggerate.

"The dormitory area, the dormitory area has been cordoned off by them. Such a large area has been cordoned off by the Sakura Empire and the Iron-Blooded Army." Alfredo said, while making a huge circle in the air with his hands, indicating that the area was really large.

Darek frowned, not quite understanding what the girl meant, and immediately turned his gaze to the girl behind her who had long light pink hair and was still wearing a white half-high hat despite it being summer.

"Pompey, what's going on?"

"Dareco, you are going too far!" Alfredo immediately accused, but even Leonardo and Pessagno looked away.

"It seems that the Sakura Empire and its Iron Blood allies are planning to build the dormitories in their respective camps together, so they each chose a dormitory area." Pompey explained briefly.

"It can actually be done this way!" Da Vinci immediately jumped up from his chair and danced with excitement. "Why didn't we think of this before? It turns out it can be done this way!"

Darek frowned slightly. "If that's the case, then those good dormitories have already been taken by them. No, we have to go find Sister Veneto! She's on the Windward now!"

"Isn't it okay to ask Sister Veneto about this?" Alfredo didn't care that everyone ignored her news. He scratched his head and leaned forward to talk. "We have to go to Sister Littorio."

Darek slowly raised his head and met the girl's gray-blue eyes. "You're right. Let's go find Sister Littorio!"

Everyone nodded, and then a large group of little lolis hurriedly ran into the dormitory building.

Dareko hurried to a room on the third floor and knocked on the door cleanly and neatly. The sound of "dong dong dong" echoed in the room, but no one responded for a long time.

"Sister Littorio is not here!" Darekko frowned. The situation was so critical now. If they didn't unite and divide a dormitory area, there would be no good place left.

She knocked hurriedly in the other room, but no one answered. "Marco Polo isn't here either."

"I can't find Sister Littorio for the time being. Well, maybe she went to the Windward? I remember there are a lot of new sisters in the port area, such as Elbing, Harbin, etc." Alfredo came over and said after going to other places to check.

"Should we still go look for them at the dock? I'm afraid it's too late..." Darek leaned against the windowsill in the hallway, looking down irritably, "Hey, why is Vincenzo down there?"

"We just met Rome on the way. Vincenzo should be learning how to be a lady?" Pompey explained.

Darreko didn't answer, but his light blue eyes gradually brightened. "Roma, doesn't Sister Littorio always say that Rome is her sister?"

"Ah! But Roma is not yet a companion of the port area..." Pessagno widened his eyes and hesitated.

"It makes no difference!" Dareko said nothing more and ran away.

Before Pessagno could say anything else, Alfredo and Pompey also left.

The pink-haired girl walked downstairs slowly with conflicted emotions, looking at Roma who was surrounded by her sisters.

"Choosing a quarters? Are you finally planning on building a palace? Well, I can certainly offer some suggestions."

Chapter 532: Got Trapped

The room was not big and was directly connected to the balcony outside. Huang Chen stood at the door, looking at the two girls sitting behind the table. For a moment he was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should go in.

"Has the others not arrived yet?"

He looked at Elizabeth's bright eyes and asked carefully.

"Hey, servant, come here quickly." Elizabeth did not answer, but just kept waving, "Come here quickly."

"Yeah." Huang Chen nodded, thinking that it was not a big problem. They were just two blond dwarfs. Could there be any situation that he couldn't handle?

He walked over, but suddenly thought of this morning. Elizabeth and War-weary should have come to the office early to discuss the port area planning, but for some reason they were late.

Sure enough, there is still a problem, right?

Huang Chen's steps stiffened.

"Servant?" Elizabeth tilted her head, seeming quite dissatisfied with his behavior.

War-weary was also waving silently at the side, her little mouth opening and closing as if to say, "Commander, come here quickly."

Huang Chen's brows twitched, but he still thought as before: no matter what was wrong, it was just two blond dwarfs. It wasn't a big deal.

He finally walked forward and sat down on the chair as Elizabeth guided him.

The square table was decorated with bone china teapots and cups, small plates were placed with rustic silver forks and spoons, and a three-tiered pastry tower filled with various pastries, sandwiches, hot scones, clotted cream, chocolate cake, fruit tarts, and more.

There is also a vase of flowers.

Just sitting next to it, you can smell a faint fragrance.

However, Huang Chen felt uncomfortable sitting there. On his right was Elizabeth, and on his left was War-weary. They were both staring at him without blinking.

Huang Chen then realized that the two girls looked quite similar. Both had blonde hair, round faces, and a voluptuous look. However, Silly White's eyes were blue, while War-Disaster's were purple. War-Disaster also had stubborn hair that stood up like cat ears.

No wonder she's no longer brave. Was it because of her wrong hair color that she was expelled from Queen Elizabeth's sisterhood?

Huang Chen began to have wild thoughts.

"Servant, what are you thinking about?" asked Elizabeth.

"Hmm? Nothing." Huang Chen came back to his senses and saw that the two girls' eyes were still on him. He shook his head and said, "Then let's get started. Afternoon tea."

"Okay." Elizabeth nodded and then remained motionless.

Huang Chen waited for a long time, but the two were still staring at him. He subconsciously changed his sitting position, straightened his clothes, put one hand on the chair, and then on the table.

But after trying several different positions it still didn't work.

Finally, he asked helplessly, "Well, how should afternoon tea start?"

"Hmm?" Elizabeth raised her head, as if she had just realized something, and looked at War-weary. "Why don't you pour tea for the servants?"

"Should I pour the tea?" War-weary's eyes widened.

Elizabeth tilted her head, quite confused, "Am I the one who fell?"

"Okay." War-weary stood up, reached for the teapot, picked it up, and walked in front of Huang Chen, "Commander, would you like some milk and sugar?"

Huang Chen did not answer, but just looked at the girl silently for a long time before raising his doubts.

"Why are your hands shaking?"

"Ah, yes, is there?" War-weary shook his head. "Maybe, maybe the teapot is too heavy."

As the girl spoke, she tremblingly moved towards Huang Chen with the teapot and began to pour tea. The tea swayed left and right on the edge of the teacup, but at least it didn't flow onto the table.

"Commander, would you like some sugar or milk?" War-weary asked again.

"Okay." Huang Chen nodded and looked at the cup of suspicious liquid in front of him. Is this their purpose?

"Well, servant, this is the black tea carefully prepared by War-weary. Don't let her down." Elizabeth covered her mouth and smiled.

Warspite suddenly raised his head and stared at Elizabeth with a look of disbelief.

The latter turned his face away in embarrassment, but immediately turned back and smiled at Huang Chen, "Servant, hurry up and try it."

"I'll...try my best." Huang Chen hesitated for a moment, then took the teacup and took a sip. He simply took a sip, and then immediately saw Elizabeth's relaxed expression, as if she had accomplished her mission.

Do you have to be so casual? I didn’t drink at all.

He put down the teacup helplessly, gave a word of praise, and then began to wonder what strange things were in this black tea.

Computer parts? Or sleepy tea? Pretty much the same thing, right?

He looked up and saw Elizabeth also taking a sip of black tea.

Why is Shabai drinking too? Is Yanzhan drinking too? Aren't the black teas in their cups different?

Huang Chen was puzzled, but he didn't raise any questions. He just looked at the three-tiered dessert tower in front of him and asked casually, "Is there anything particular about eating afternoon tea?"

"It's not a big deal. The servants can eat whatever they like." Shabai said, "But I usually start with the sandwich below."

Huang Chen nodded, picked up a sandwich at random, and just as he was about to put it in his mouth, he hesitated. Could there be something in it?

He was just about to find an excuse when he looked up and saw War-weary also took a piece and put it in his mouth.

There should be no problem.

He thought about it and took a light bite, not daring to eat too much. What if some of the snacks contained something and some did not?

Although he felt that judging from their previous performance, Yan Zhan and Sha Bai would not be able to come up with such a method, he still had to be careful.

"Commander, is there anything on the island that you're not used to?"

After a while, War-weary suddenly asked.

Huang Chen was stunned for a moment, then realized they were just chatting. Of course, afternoon tea wouldn't just be a few people sitting there doing nothing; there had to be some interaction. But... isn't that a bit too blunt a topic, War-weary?

He raised his head and, as expected, saw a hint of embarrassment on War-weary's face.

After all, she is my own ship girl.

Huang Chen shook his head imperceptibly. "Very good. The air and scenery on the island are both nice. I went to the industrial area today and it was quite novel."

"There are indeed a lot of new things. There is actually a very interesting custom in District C3..." Elizabeth smiled while holding the teacup.

Compared with War Weariness, the girl's topic seemed much more natural, and Huang Chen quickly got into it. As they chatted about everything, they even forgot about time.

By the time Huang Chen remembered, an unknown amount of time had passed.

He looked at the time and felt that it was about time. Just as he was about to get up, he felt his legs go weak.

Got hit!

No, I didn’t eat or drink anything, how could I have been infected?

Huang Chen raised his head, his eyes passing over the strange flower arrangement on the table and the faint fragrance.

It turned out that the antidote was in the tea.

He suddenly realized, leaned back on the sofa and fell asleep.

Chapter 533 Take Action

After determining the location of the dormitory area, Nagato and the others first followed Z23's method and told everyone who wanted to come and choose that the place was occupied.

But there were a lot of people coming, and it seemed that many friends from other camps had not yet thought about the idea of living together in the same camp. In short, many people came one after another to ask.

This made Nagato and his companions too busy for a while.

In the end, they had to use the power of the ship's equipment to trim the weeds and shrubs outside the dormitory area to create some obvious marks pointing to the notice that had just been posted, which barely achieved the effect of letting other companions know that this place had been requisitioned.

This was obviously a big project, and we only managed to finish it before dinner after calling a lot of children to the small playground behind Tiancheng.

Fortunately, when dormitories are built later, many of the shrubs and roadside trees here may be removed, so it won’t be a waste of effort or damage to public facilities.

Anyway, Nagato returned to the Windward at a normal time.

Specific issues such as the construction and design of the shrine and dormitory are still under discussion, but most of these things do not require Nagato to study in depth.

In fact, from a macro perspective, Nagato's position in the Sakura Empire and Huang Chen's position in the port area are somewhat similar.

First of all, they are theoretical leaders, and secondly, they are mascots.

After dinner, Nagato returned to the room, took a shower, changed into pajamas and snuggled into the quilt. It was still early and just getting dark, so it was far from time to go to bed.

In the past, at this time of year, Nagato would secretly read some books she had hidden away, or some toys she had taken from Mutsu, but now she had no such thoughts at all.

The Commander said he'd come find me, so I can just wait in bed...

Nagato blinked and looked at the ceiling, looking in a direction on the upper left corner, which was the commander's room.

What is the commander doing now? I haven't seen him all afternoon, not even at dinner.

The girl blinked, her thoughts gradually starting to wander.

Normally, the commander would go to various function rooms, or the reading room, or the kendo room, or the small basketball court and swimming pool on the top deck in the afternoon, and would always be with his companions in the port area.

But now that they were on the island, they didn't know where exactly they would go, at least not on the Windward, which she had just looked at.