The High-Tech Commander of KanColle

Egil said: "Haman, this is a very important task, catching fish. If I can't catch any fish, I will have to trouble you with your living ship equipment..."

Harman finally understood why his sister called him here.

My goodness, are you afraid that you will become a runner-up, so you want to come here to guarantee a backup?

But is there a possibility that my cat is not that big and might drown if it fell down?

Forget it, now that I’m here...Hamanman can only continue to be bored.

Egil began, Egil entered into a trance...

A long time has passed, and even the sun has grown from its initial rise to its current bright sunshine.

Haman fell asleep in the warm sunshine.

Egil is still confronting the fish in the sea, one is the supreme king of the sea surface, and the other is the supreme king under the sea. They have been waiting for each other until the avenue is erased... cough cough.

Egil's blood pressure is a little high.

That’s not right. I had a dream last night that I came back with a great load. What happened?

Egil wanted to pull up the fishing rod to see what happened, but...

A sea fish jumped out of the sea. It was a big fish, and its silvery-white scales sparkled in the sun.

Then...jumped back again.

Egil's blood pressure shot up.

No, what do you mean? The bait is right there but you don't eat it. You have to jump up and mock me, right?

Egil stood up silently.

At this moment, there seemed to be two selves talking to Egil on both sides.

On one side is the little devil Aegir, and on the other side is the angel Aegir.

The angel said: It's okay, Egil, you have tried your best, the commander will not say anything to you, you must be honest, if you didn't catch it, you didn't catch it...

The little devil said: Oh,

What honesty or dishonesty? Don't you know that fishermen never come back empty-handed? Moreover, this fish is so arrogant that I can't stand it! Kill him!

The angel said: No, you must be honest, fishing is fishing...

The little devil interrupted directly: What fishing? We won't stand this. You are Egil, the god of the wild sea. How can you stand this? Listen to me, go down, fight it in the water for three hundred rounds. Tonight, the fish just now must appear on our plate!

After all, he was a fisherman, and in the end, the little devil's words prevailed.

The light seemed to have disappeared from Egil's eyes, and the corners of his grinning mouth had a sense of collapse.

There was also a faint black aura spreading behind him... He was really angry.

Even Hamanman behind him couldn't help but curl up into a ball in her sleep.

There was a hint of fear and confusion on the delicate little face, as if she was experiencing the coldest days of winter in a dream.

Her whole little body began to tremble.

Egil glanced at Haman behind him, then slowly took off his down jacket and some heavy clothes, revealing the thermal underwear underneath. Only he could appreciate his unmodest body curves.

With a splash, he went straight into the water.

The sudden shaking of the boat and the sound of entering the water also woke up Harmanman.

Harman stared blankly at the empty speedboat, and then at the clothes neatly stacked on the side...

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reacted.

Where is my sister Egil? ! Where is such a big sister Egil? !

184. Egil: You don't trust me

Posting Spring Festival couplets and hanging lanterns are things that must be done during the Chinese New Year, as well as setting off firecrackers.

Of course, none of this is as good as a family reunion, so at the strong request of Ren Anhe and many ship girls, Binjiang had to regretfully simplify some of the processes.

Otherwise, according to Binjiang's idea, this traditional thing would even have to wait until two or three o'clock in the afternoon, then have lunch, and then have dinner at eight or nine o'clock in the evening.

Although adults can wait, but considering the children, you can't let them go hungry, right?

So I had to give up.

Ren Anhe was helping in the kitchen prepare lunch. Since the main meal was in the evening, the lunch meal was simpler, mostly consisting of rice dumplings, noodles and other pasta dishes.

Of course, after Binjiang and others hung up the lanterns, they came here to start making the dumpling skins and fillings by hand.

Speaking of which, when it comes to making this, even the cooks in Belfast can't compare to Binjiang alone.

Perhaps this is a habit engraved deep in our genes?

"Number one, why, why is this happening?"

Little Akagi stared at the glutinous rice balls in the bowl in a daze. There was no trace of the usual lawlessness on that little face. Instead, there was a hint of... aggrieved?

"What's wrong?" Ren Anhe looked at Xiao Chicheng with some confusion.

"No, this guy wanted to eat glutinous rice balls, and then he became like this?"

Akagi scoffed.

"Are the dumplings not tasty?"

Ren Anhe looked down at the sesame dumplings in his bowl with some suspicion.

The six-nine-four-nine-three-six-one-three-five balls of the Snowy Night Attack Group are glutinous and smooth, and look extremely elastic, just like one white rabbit dumpling after another.

I took another bite and found it soft yet elastic. The soft and glutinous skin and the sweet sesame paste inside complement each other, making this glutinous rice ball extremely delicious.

The sesame seeds inside also flow out slowly, black and white complementing each other, which is very tempting.

This time, the dumplings are made with shepherd’s purse, hair algae, sesame and red bean paste, which means that both adults and children have been thoughtfully considered.

"It's delicious... Beifa and Binjiang's cooking skills are pretty good." Ren Anhe was surprised, "I saw Xiao Tiancheng and the others were eating it with great relish, why are you..."

Xiao Chicheng said unconvincedly: "That's because, because, No. 1, you don't even open your eyes to see what kind of filling I eat, and what kind of filling they have?"

When Ren Anhe saw it, he laughed. No wonder little Chicheng refused to eat it. His face wrinkled after taking a bite.

It turned out to be shepherd’s purse dumplings.

This can't be blamed on Xiao Chicheng being picky about food. How many children like to eat shepherd's purse? At least Ren Anhe didn't like to eat it when he was a child. He always felt that it had a strange taste.

Ren Anhe said, "Why is it this? I remember the ones prepared for you kids were sesame or red bean paste?"

"I don't know either..." Little Akagi muttered.

Akagi smiled faintly on the side, hiding his achievements and fame.

"Forget it... If you don't mind, you can eat mine and I'll eat yours." Ren Anhe said.

Xiao Chicheng sniffed and said pitifully: "Is this delicious?"

"It tastes sweet and delicious. You should like it... Try it?" Ren Anhe tried to invite.

"Okay..." Xiao Akagi looked a little conflicted, but still determined to give it a try.

After exchanging the dumplings, Xiao Akagi first tried to take a light bite, and then the sweetness in his mouth and the soft and glutinous skin hit Xiao Akagi's taste buds at once.

Then she started to eat with relish.

Seeing that little Akagi was eating so happily, Ren Anhe felt relieved and started to eat lunch.

But...where's Egil? Hasn't he come back yet?

After everyone finished lunch and prepared some things they would need for the evening, it was time for free activities.

Most of them choose to make up the payment, otherwise they would not be able to hold on if they stayed up late at night to celebrate the New Year.

Especially the little ones, they were all sent to bed by the adults.

"commander."

Just as Ren Anhe was about to take a short nap, his door was pushed open.

The visitor was York City, and there was some worry on her face.

"Sister York City, what's wrong?" Ren Anhe asked with concern.

"Haman, he went out with Egil, and I don't know when he will be back... I always feel a little worried." York City said.

"It's okay, Egil is with us, so it's no big deal." Ren Anhe said, "But Egil is with Haman... She really has her own thing, Egil."

Ren Anhe immediately knew what Egil was thinking. Cats can catch fish, right?

But the question is...you let a little kitten catch sea fish, are you sure you are not giving it as a snack?

We were chatting when there seemed to be some movement outside the door, and it came from next door.

As for the next door... Sister Eugen had already gone to bed, so the only possibility was...

Ren Anhe and York City looked at each other and hurried out. Sure enough, Egil came back with Haman.

But the current state of the two people...

"No, where did you go? Did you catch a whale? That's not right, a whale can't possibly drag you into the water." Ren Anhe was shocked.

Yorktown quickly took out a large bath towel from the room and handed it to Egil.

Egil looked a little embarrassed at this time, but the excitement in his eyes was still there.

Her originally smooth hair was now wet, perhaps because of the sea water, and some of it was stuck together. Her clothes were also damp to varying degrees, and it was obvious that she had fallen into the sea...

Yorktown looked at Harman and found that there was no wet spot on Harman. He was relieved. It seemed that Harman did not fall.

But... York was a little confused. Something was wrong. Why? Egil's outer clothes were just a little wet, and it was obvious that they were splashed with water.

But looking at the hair, it seems that the whole person fell into the sea?

"Commander, thank you for your mission. There are so many sea fish!"

Egil was so happy that he even had time to make a "yeah" gesture to Ren Anhe.

Seeing that Egil was still laughing foolishly, Ren Anhe took the towel and pulled Egil into his room, asked her to sit down, and helped Egil wipe her hair, with a word full of reproach in his mouth.

"You're still caring about sea fish? Don't you even wash your hair? It's winter now, take care of yourself."

"I'm a ship girl, I won't have any physical problems. Even if there are, just go into the channel."

Although Egil said this, he narrowed his eyes comfortably, enjoying Ren Anhe's care.

"Yorktown, give me the hair dryer... Forget it, just go take a shower!"

After Ren Anhe wiped the water stains a little, there seemed to be some other color on the white towel. Ren Anhe then remembered that this was sea water, which was still very dirty. So he didn't plan to ask Yorktown to bring a hair dryer, and let Egil take a shower directly.

"Oh, I see..." Egil nodded.

Yorktown helped Egil get his clothes. Although it was Ren Anhe's room, several wedding ships often stayed overnight here, so they also had their clothes, including Yorktown's own.

Everyone has their own small area. Ren Anhe even thinks that if there are more and more wedding ships in the future, will it be necessary to expand the room and get an adult wardrobe or something...

Yorktown got his clothes and then asked, "Haman, do you want to take a bath? Did you get sea water?"

Haman smelled the smell on his body. Although he didn't fall into the sea like Sister Egil, the salty smell on his body after being out of the sea was still a bit uncomfortable, so Haman said:

"Sister, I need to take a shower too... and change my clothes."

"Okay... Commander, I'll take Harman back first." Yorktown said.

Ren Anhe nodded: "Well, let Harman take a hot bath later and let her rest."

"understood."

Yorktown took Haman away, and Ren Anhe crossed his arms and looked at Egil: "So, Ms. Egil, can you tell me what happened?"

Egil felt a little embarrassed and stuck out his tongue, trying to get away with it.

"Heh, there's no point in being cute... What on earth were you doing? Forget it, I won't talk to you about this for now. Hurry up and take a shower. We'll talk after you're done."

Egil had no choice but to go take a shower obediently and take off his cotton coat and pants first. The more he took off, the more Ren Anhe's eyes twitched.

Because... is this what happens when someone falls into the sea? The deeper they go, the wetter they get. No, what happened?

When he saw the thermal underwear at the innermost part and could obviously wring water out of it, Ren Anhe finally understood.

This is not falling into the water, this is clearly taking off clothes and jumping into the water.

"You... forget it..." Ren Anhe took the clothes that Egil took off one by one and threw them directly into the clothes basket beside him.