The High-Tech Commander of KanColle

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"So, is it that I am looking forward to talking to my commander, and am very willing to continue, and I still feel unsatisfied when I part with him?"

Richelieu said: "Yes..."

"One last question. Do you feel happy now that you see the commander's face? Does all the tiredness from doing the job disappear?"

"All...are you so powerful? Barr?"

Richelieu was surprised.

Jean Bart said: "These are all evidences, proving that you are indeed interested in my commander."

This made Barr feel relieved. Fortunately, he was able to make up for it. Otherwise, if Richelieu said anything wrong, he would not know how to make up for it.

However, Bal felt relieved but also a little strange, because he and his commander had been together day and night.

How come there is no such filter?

How could he capture Richelieu quietly?

When did it happen?

And looking at Richelieu's current look, Yanran seems to be deeply in love.

I don’t understand, I really don’t understand.

Let Bal think so.

After being scolded by Jean Bart, Richelieu suddenly realized:

"So, I..."

Jean Bart said, "But it's impossible for you and the commander now."

This sentence was like a drop of cold water poured on Richelieu's head, making him feel chilled to the bone.

"Why?"

Richelieu felt a little uncomfortable, as if his heart was empty.

Jean Bart looked at Richelieu and said, "You are not even a ship girl from our port, how can you marry the commander? Our port is not generous enough to share the commander with an outsider."

Richelieu was silent.

This is true.

The creature of KanColle is quite contradictory.

Like the sisters in their own port, as long as the commander speaks, even the most arrogant ship girl will follow the orders.

Even if the commander wanted to hold an open-air party in the garden at night, she would look disgusted and say that the commander was really a pervert.

But at night, Hai would still go to the appointment with an awkward look on his face.

But this is limited to sisters in their own port area.

But if there is a ship girl outside the scene...

Either you join the port area on the spot, or you are directly beaten into a combination of hull and mind cube.

You choose.

This can also be regarded as the strange desire to share and possessiveness of the ship girl.

Seeing Richelieu was silent, Jean Bart said pretentiously:

"So, my dear sister, in order to prevent yourself from getting further trapped, please keep a distance from our commander."

After saying this, Richelieu became even more frightened, as if she could see the days ahead when she would be alone.

Don't do this kind of thing!

Richelieu quickly said: "Well, I know what to do!"

Jean Bart was just thinking about how to further let Richelieu know that he could no longer leave the port area, and then he heard Richelieu say this.

When Jean Bart looked up, Richelieu left him with only a receding back.

No, what on earth did you know? !

Jean Bart hurriedly followed him, for who knew what tricks Richelieu would play next.

Richelieu's departure did not stop the work of the office.

, everyone still does their own thing.

The next moment, Richelieu pushed the door open and walked in, his breathless appearance surprised everyone.

"what happened?"

Egil was very different.

But Richelieu ignored Jean Bart and said directly to Ren Anhe:

"From now on, you are Richelieu's faith and freedom. Please give me your guidance, Commander!"

"Oh, by the way, Barr told me, and I understand some things, so, under the premise of the oath, I will not only learn how to be a qualified ship girl, but also do a good job of training as a bride! Commander!"

Several ship girls present: "?"

Ren Anhe: “…”

Ren Anhe: “???”

This caused Ren Anhe's brain to crash.

No, Jean Bart, what did you say to Richelieu?

It is effective, but it is actually... too effective!

And Jean Bart followed closely: "......?"

It was hard for Bal to accept that this was still the same...

Richelieu???

392. Boys! Practice!

"Hey! Ha!"

The courtyard of the Sakura Empire is no longer as quiet and elegant as before, but is instead filled with passionate shouts.

The courtyard was temporarily transformed into a dojo-like decoration, where several Sakura Empire ship girls were wearing white training suits and sweating.

The bamboo sword in his hand was also wielded with great vigor.

Noshiro held her beloved sword in her arms and quietly watched the ship girls who were working hard.

He looked like a head coach.

In front of Noshiro, they were all old acquaintances from the war.

The four sisters: Kaohsiung, Atago, Maya, and Toriumi.

There are also two from the Fifth Carrier Fighter.

Among them, Shokaku and Atago both looked like they were slacking off.

Noshiro had sharp eyes and said in a cold voice:

"Atago, Shokaku, don't be lazy, I can see everything."

Shokaku, whose wrist was already very sore, simply threw the bamboo sword in his hand. The bamboo sword fell to the ground, and even made a loud bang.

Obviously, this bamboo sword was specially made for ship girls to practice with, so it was at least very heavy.

Noshiro's beautiful eyes were full of dissatisfaction. She looked at Shokaku and said, "Keep practicing. Why did you give up halfway?"

Shokaku said, "Noshiro-senpai, I'm not a swordsman, so why should I follow you to practice? Besides, I didn't even think about practicing swordsmanship from the beginning, okay? I just came here to accompany Zuikaku..."

Noshiro pursed his lips and said, "You still need to learn a little. During the drill, you forgot what happened when I got close to you?"

Shokaku pouted.

Can you forget that?

At that time, you chased and hacked me, making me look miserable.

"Okay, then I'll practice some more..."

Shokaku had no choice but to pick up the sword again and continue practicing.

Sweat soaked through his training clothes and stuck to his body.

All the girls present had perfect and hot bodies, so it could be said that the courtyard in late autumn was filled with spring colors.

Atago also rubbed her shoulders and said, "Noshiro-senpai, I really can't practice anymore. My shoulders are so sore..."

Thinking back to when Atago and the others were practicing hacking and slashing, and the slime was bouncing non-stop, Noshiro was a little silent.

With that comes frustration.

Damn it, what's the point of growing so big! This can only affect your sword swing speed and durability!

Then Noshiro could only say:

"Then let's take a short break..."

As soon as these words were spoken, several ship girls present adjusted their breathing, then came under the eaves, took out their water cups, and began to replenish their water.

"This bamboo sword is really useful. I feel like my strength has increased a bit."

Noshiro smiled and said, “This is a special steel, but it looks like a bamboo sword…”

"But isn't there any technology to forge this steel?"

Toriumi, who looked the most quiet and ladylike among the four sisters of the Kaohsiung class, asked curiously.

Noshiro said, "Well, the commander got the technology from the Sirens, and now basically every faction can forge their own."

"That's it..."

Toriumi suddenly realized.

"Before, I had been suffering from the lack of a suitable knife for practice other than my own ship equipment. Now I finally have one, and this weight is just right."

Noshiro said: "If you get used to it, or feel it's too light, remember to tell me, the commander can help you compress it and increase the weight."

"Really? That's great. Please thank Ren An and His Excellency for me."

Kaohsiung was overjoyed.

Shokaku was too tired to speak, and Zuikaku behind him helped Shokaku massage his shoulders.

"Really, my shoulders are so sore..."

Shokaku thought so.

Noshiro seemed to have noticed Shokaku's predicament, and she said calmly:

"If your shoulders feel sore when you look back, remember to wrap the chest wrap tighter so that they don't shake as much and won't feel sore."

Even if it were me, I would use a breast wrap, which would make it feel better.

Several of the ship girls present agreed with this.

Only Maya still looked confused.

Huh? A breast wrap? Do you need this?