The High-Tech Commander of KanColle

Egil turned on the recorder and asked Hermione.

Hermione obviously didn't understand:

"what?"

What do you mean?

There was a big puzzlement in Hermione's eyes. Why... did she have to repeat it herself? Was it to keep evidence?

Egil went on to explain: “I’m going to record it and then play it to Bismarck to make fun of that guy.”

Mockery, ridicule?

Hermione's CPU keeps spinning, but the display is unresponsive.

How come this is a joke? It's not the same as what I expected.

Belfast came out to explain:

"Don't worry, it's just a saying. They are having a lot of fun now, basically just mocking and backstabbing each other..."

Belfast's soft words rang in Hermione's ears.

There was some... helplessness in his tone?

Anyway, Belfast really misses the strict discipline and iron-blooded rule of the past.

Now, under the leadership of Prince Eugen, they are gradually becoming more humane.

Even Bismarck, who was serious and even a bit rigid, and Tirpitz, who was cold and didn't know how to express his inner thoughts.

Sometimes it will add fuel to the fire.

Belfast continued: "So, relax. We don't have so many rules in our port area. Everyone is a very friendly ship girl."

With Belfast's comfort, Hermione gradually calmed down.

As for Egil, who kept pestering Hermione and wanted her to say it again, he was also suppressed by Ren Anhe.

Egil said with some dissatisfaction:

"Commander Cricket, I am..."

"The God of the Desolate Sea, right? I see. Let me taste the tea of ​​the God of the Desolate Sea later to see if it is salty."

Ren Anhe glared at Egil and said.

Hermione was a little confused, and obviously didn't pay attention to Ren Anhe's meaning. Instead, she thought, could it be that Miss Egil's tea art is amazing? Maybe they can discuss it later.

But... salty tea? Is this a new method? It is a new way of thinking.

Belfast glanced at Ren Anhe with a bit of annoyance. Hermione is still here...

As for Egil...he just blushed and lowered his head as if he was starting to work...

But Miss Egil, you hold the document upside down.

Ren Anhe also realized that there were outsiders here...but it seemed that Hermione didn't understand at all.

Ren Anhe was also relieved.

Then, the day's work began.

…………

Hermione was truly eye-opening.

Because, although it seems that the work in this port area has been in a slack state.

For example, as the commander, Ren Anhe needs to drink a cup of black tea from time to time and eat some snacks.

Egil would also stare blankly from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking about.

As for Belfast, she was just a weak maid who swept the place, and there was no such thing as doing any work.

However, it was such a wonderful combination that their work efficiency was surprisingly high. In just one morning, they completed almost the workload of a whole day and another morning at the Royal Team.

Is it that the Royal Family is too weak or is this place too strong?

After careful thought, Hermione seemed to have grasped it.

She suddenly realized that no matter how much this port area slacked off, it would not be able to gain as much as the royal side.

In the four hours of the morning, three hours were spent in the tea party, and in the remaining hour, forty minutes were spent in a daze in the name of thinking.

In other words, there are only less than twenty minutes of serious work.

Whether it's Her Majesty the Queen or His Excellency King George V, they are all like this.

Hermione was silent. Such a comparison always made her feel like a royal pill.

After the morning work, it was lunch time. The quantity and variety of lunch in the port area opened Hermione's eyes.

Just from the color and aroma, one can feel the lips and teeth watering.

Not to mention the taste.

With Donghuang’s chef at the helm, how could the food be bad?

All in all, Hermione felt she benefited a lot.

Before, she had only received training from Belfast, and had only a superficial understanding of the Docklands. Hermione had always believed that it was Belfast himself who was outstanding, not the Docklands as a whole.

Now it seems that I am really looking at the world from a narrow perspective.

The overall configuration of this port area is exaggerated.

Belfast looked at Hermione, who looked like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, and smiled slightly.

The sense of gap after this kind of comparison is sometimes a powerful weapon that makes the ship girls determined to stay in the port.

However, there is no need to do it deliberately, just let it happen naturally.

The morning work was temporarily over. At noon, Ren Anhe originally wanted to hug his own pillow, Dido, and have a good nap.

But when she thought about her sister Hermione who was temporarily in the harbor, in order to maintain her image and not scare people,

Ran away, Ren Anhe still held back...

He turned around and went to look for Shinano.

As a result, it seemed that Shinano had played too hard last time and directly gave Ren Anhe a cold shoulder.

Listening to Shinno's voice, it was a voice that sounded a bit scary.

So Ren Anhe had no choice but to find another fox.

Of course Akagi and the others welcome everyone who comes.

But because of the existence of Little Amajou and Little Akagi, it was just a pure nap.

Hermione on the other side stayed with Belfast and Charybdis.

Belfast taught Hermione, "You don't need to follow your master at noon. This is also a rare rest time for a personal maid... Of course, Scylla is an exception, because she has to follow you all the time."

As the master's personal maid and marriage ship, you must always be ready to serve.

"I see."

Hermione blushed a little.

Although she didn't understand those dirty words, it didn't mean that Hermione knew nothing.

On the contrary, as soon as Belfast said this, she understood what it meant.

Isn't this a shameful thing?

But Mr. Ren Anhe is really... uh, full of energy. I have also learned a thing or two from other ship girls who like to read erotic novels.

Can humans have such vigorous energy?

Or are Ren An and the Commander special?

Inexplicably, the desire for knowledge made Hermione very curious, but you must know that curiosity kills the cat.

Charybdis asked with concern: "How was your morning work? Are you used to it?"

Hermione said: "It's a habit. Everyone is very tolerant..."

Moreover, the work is not that hard and complicated. It is even easier than when I was with Her Majesty the Queen. After all, I don’t need to coax Her Majesty the Queen to do things.

This is a significant reduction in workload.

Charybdis breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good..."

She was still quite afraid that her sisters would not be able to adapt to life in the port.

"By the way, where are Sister Dido and Sirius?"

Hermione asked.

Charybdis said: "They have been working hard to prepare afternoon tea for their master, so they are receiving training from Miss Dunkirk and Miss Neptune."

As he spoke, Charybdis was also a little embarrassed: "But, I don't know why, our Royal Navy's cooking skills are like they are cursed, they just can't cook well..."

Recalling what Sirius and Dido had done, Charybdis shuddered silently.

That would be a disaster.

If Neptune hadn't reacted quickly that day, the kitchen would have exploded.

"Ah ha ha……"

Hearing this, Hermione was a little embarrassed. Dido and Sirius’ cooking skills… were really hard to describe.

However, as she was talking, Hermione suddenly realized.

There are only a few people in the royal family who can cook, and this port area is almost fully occupied by them.

Belfast, Charybdis, himself, and Neptune.

As for Cheshire...she can do all the housework except cooking.

Hermione suddenly felt a deep respect for this port area.

This port area is really so terrifying.

Hermione took out a small notebook and a pen, and asked Belfast seriously:

"Maid Head Teacher, is there anything else I should be aware of?"

Hermione tried to prepare herself for the afternoon.

Belfast said: "There is nothing special to pay attention to. The work in the afternoon is easier. Just follow the master."

"The afternoon is the master's free time. In the past, he used to do scientific research, but recently, the time for scientific research has been compressed... or in other words, the master's efficiency has greatly improved."

"So, in the afternoon, I basically spent the whole time accompanying everyone in the harbor."

Hermione nodded.

So that's pretty easy.

422. Fort, my fort

After a few days of familiarization, Hermione's work was finally on track.

This job is not tiring, it's even a bit relaxing. The employer is very friendly, and except for those colleagues who like to watch fun, all colleagues are worth making friends with.

Especially, when a day's work is over, there are hot meals and greetings from your sisters, which is the most attractive.

This also strengthened Hermione's determination to "stay here".

The main thing is not to be afraid of comparison. If you compare, there will be harm.

The former royal...

Whatever it is, destroy it, quickly.

Ren Anhe's work content today is very simple.

Because the Kitchen Goddess and Enterprise were on a business trip, the regular inspection and maintenance of the port area's ship girls fell back into the hands of Ren Anhe.

Today's list is Frederick the Great, Hindenburg, and Schulz.

Three iron-blooded ship girls.

Among the three scientific research ships, two are of colorful rarity.