The High-Tech Commander of KanColle

because.

Ok.

This, he has wisdom, you know? Or... As an only child, Ren Anhe's biological brother began to think about life.

…………

I don’t know how long it took, but the two compartments became one big compartment.

Ren Anhe silently pulled the black curtain, temporarily serving as his pants.

The whole person just sat there silently.

And hatred...

Uh, her clothes were disheveled and her face was flushed.

All I need is a cigarette.

She looked at Ren Anhe and said, "Commander, this is our secret."

Although Ren Anhe looks like this, it’s actually because…

This curtain can only be used to make a skirt, and it will still be a bit cold when the wind blows.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "No, is it that serious?"

Yuanchou said: "Well, to quote Hood, a ship girl who has suppressed her emotions for a long time can be very powerful when she bursts out."

Looking at the pieces of clothes on the ground...the clothes on Yuanchou were a new set from the ship's equipment space.

Ren Anhe nodded: "Yeah, I see... bring me a pair of pants later, and also, bring me the mop..."

Yuanchou said: "I know, I'll go right away...but I'm curious about something."

"you say……"

"I tore your pants off. Where did you get the Ring of Promise from, Commander?"

Ren Anhe said, "Have you forgotten that I now have a portable storage device?"

"That's right... I'm leaving now. I'll repeat, Commander, I'm very satisfied today, Sister. From now on, it's time for me to face you, the fallen nun."

Yuanchou held the door frame and winked at Ren Anhe.

Ren Anhe covered his face and waved his hands, signaling her to leave quickly.

Yuanchou gave a sweet laugh and left temporarily.

I can't really let my commander stay here naked all the time, right? Calculating the time, if I go back to get some clothes now, and then come back, after everything is restored to its original state, Richelieu will be back soon.

Ren Anhe stared blankly at the ceiling inside the compartment.

Why is today such a magical day?

But...thinking back on what just happened.

Ren Anhe is inexplicably left with endless aftertaste.

The temptation of holiness and depravity, the combination of a witch and a nun, is perfectly embodied in Yuanchou.

Four words to describe her: a beauty on earth.

Damn it, Ren Anhe, ah Ren Anhe, are you so depraved and nostalgic? !

But when I think about it, it seems that my life is indeed quite decadent.

The time for work and scientific research is infinitely compressed, and the remaining time is either spent chatting with the girls at home to enhance relationships.

Just having a party.

In this way, the girls actually think that I am doing a good job as a commander.

therefore……

Who cares? As long as the girls are satisfied.

Ren Anhe suddenly felt at ease.

Just when Ren An and Zuo Si were thinking about the night attack on Group ⑥⑨④九③六一③五右, the door of the church was pushed open.

Richelieu rubbed his sore shoulders, looking tired.

Really, Joan of Arc is so clingy...

You actually let yourself go all out? Please, if you go all out, not only you Joan of Arc, but also the sun and the earth will become history.

Therefore, Richelieu could only carefully control his strength so as not to crush the ants and play with Joan of Arc.

As a result, he accidentally knocked Joan of Arc unconscious with his scepter.

But this also temporarily liberated Richelieu.

otherwise

If you want to practice with Joan of Arc, you have to practice with her for an hour or so.

Hmm? The hatred is gone?

Richelieu looked around and saw no signs of the prayer table being used.

Really, Yuanchou must have forgotten about the afternoon service.

Richelieu muttered, then casually looked at the compartment that seemed to have changed.

Huh? So the confessional door was open a crack?

Could it be that someone came over to play?

Don't mess up the place we worked so hard to build.

Richelieu thought about this and felt that he should go and take a look.

But, in a sense, it is true that we have come to play and have made a mess of it.

Ren Anhe inside was thinking about something when he felt a burst of light coming, followed by a shadow cast down. It should be someone coming.

Thinking it was a grudge, Ren Anhe stood up, the black curtain slid down, and Ren Anhe subconsciously said:

"Yuanchou, you are back, my clothes..."

But when Ren Anhe looked up, he froze.

He saw Richelieu's expression frozen there, his body still in the posture of opening the door.

The long, smooth hair is a little messy, and the look in her eyes...

Ah, the look is dead, and there is something bad where the gaze is.

Just when Ren Anhe was at a loss, Richelieu, with his arm raised to open the door, fell straight back.

"Richelieu!"

…………

The nights in late autumn are always a little chilly.

But the house was indeed very warm.

Richelieu was covered with a soft blanket and lying peacefully on the bed.

Beside her is her sister Jean Bell, and Vicious who was forced to come over to take care of people.

After helping Richelieu change his clothes, Jean Bart went out and brought back a glass of juice.

Holding the juice can between his fingers, he looked at Yuanchou and Ren Anhe with a look of suspicion:

"What on earth did you do? You even knocked Richelieu unconscious?"

The two of them looked away guiltily: "No, I don't know..."

Yuanchou scratched his face in embarrassment.

When she was scratching her face, a flash of light caught Bal off guard. She admitted that she was blinded.

"Yuanchou, is this... a wedding ship?"

Yuanchou nodded: "Hmm..."

Jean Bart looked at Ren Anhe again: "Did you give it to me this afternoon?"

Ren Anhe also nodded: "Hmm..."

Jean Bart folded his arms across his chest, sighed, and said, "I think I know why Richelieu fainted..."

Yuanchou and Ren Anhe's bodies tensed up instantly. Could it be that they were about to be exposed? !

Ren Anhe was worried that his reputation might be ruined...even though he wasn't that wise.

Yuanchou was worried about the private play and location between him and the Commander. Would it be public after using it once? Would it be shared with others?!

It really is... so exciting.

Bal felt that she had solid evidence, so she pointed at the two of them and said:

"Commander, you must have proposed to me out of revenge, and Richelieu happened to see it. Richelieu was extremely envious and found it hard to accept the fact that he was a loser, so he got so angry that he fainted!"

Humph, Richelieu, the loser of the church group.

Jean Bart was very proud of his speculation, while Ren Anhe was stunned by Jean Bart's reasoning.

"What? My guess is wrong?"

"No, no, you are right...yeah, very right..."

Ren Anhe breathed a sigh of relief.

412. I'm already pulling

It was already the next morning when Richelieu woke up.

Next to her was Jean Bart, who was reading a book.

It’s just that this book is somewhat...improper.

Written on the cover is "I, Jean Bart, am invincible."

This is a pure fast-food type of novel, the kind that you'll find boring after reading a few chapters.

In the past, Richelieu would have criticized and persuaded his sister, and then said that this literature was not good literature and she should read more meaningful books.

For example, "Sayings of God" written by Richelieu himself was based on the stories of various veterans in the port area. It is filled with very reasonable words once said by various commanders. It is compiled into a book and updated every year.

But Richelieu had no intention of correcting his sister.

Because at this time Richelieu had an even more outrageous story to tell.

"Bar, you may not believe this, but I had a nightmare last night."

Ignoring Jean Bart's strange look, Richelieu continued with a self-deprecating tone:

"Last night, I actually dreamed that in the holy and solemn church, the commander was sitting in the confessional without pants."

"Oh, and the confessional is in a mess, just like after the incident..."

Richelieu laughed at himself and said, "Tell me, am I too sensitive? I actually dreamed about this."

"This is a blasphemy against our commander and our gods. It seems that I am still not pious enough. Well, I will punish myself by praying in the morning, and then copying doctrines and God's Words in the afternoon and evening until the next day."

Seeing Richelieu talking to himself, he set the tone for yesterday and voluntarily accepted the punishment.

Let Barr understand

I, as a sister, must have started to deceive myself.

Are you completely unwilling to face reality?

Jean Bart said: "Is it possible that you are not dreaming?"

Jean Bart's words were like a sharp sword, cutting off the smile on Richelieu's face.

But then Richelieu began to smile again, forcing himself to say:

"Don't be ridiculous, Barr, how is this possible? I clearly..."

Jean Bart grabbed Richelieu's shoulders with both hands and said seriously:

"This is true, don't lie to yourself... This is what happened..."