The High-Tech Commander of KanColle

When they were quite far away from the lingerie store, Ren Anhe suddenly remembered that the middle-aged man who had chatted with him did not come out until he and others had left?

Ren Anhe didn't want to think about it too deeply, as he always felt that this was something not suitable for children.

Ren Anhe was daydreaming while Albion was whispering to Egil.

Although he bought it and the size was correct, Egil bought it without trying it on to see if it fit.

In Egil's words, it's fine to wear this dress at home, but he would refuse to wear it outside, even in a completely enclosed fitting room.

Although Albion wanted to complain, he felt that Senior Egil had no right to say such things when he saw the black stockings she wore when she was just born.

But let's give Senior Egil some face.

As for the incident of little avi in ​​the fitting room, that is totally impossible.

Wake up, we are a legitimate clothing store and don’t provide this kind of service... probably.

"..."

"..."

After the three of them had just gone through the clothes-buying incident, the atmosphere was very awkward.

Ren Anhe racked his brains to start a conversation, but he didn't know how to start.

You can't just ask, what clothes did you buy? Can you show them to me?

Isn't this hooliganism?

After a day as a wingman, Albion felt extremely tired and didn't want to talk.

Egil...If Prince Eugen knew, he would definitely say just one sentence.

It's a shameful thing, something I can't carry with me.

This wave was completely a combination of Miss Fortune and Lux ​​in the bottom lane of LoL. After one round, Miss Fortune's damage was as high as 2200, while Lux's damage was as high as .

Who can I go to for justice? Who is in charge?

Albion was already tired, and now she just wanted to finish her meal quickly, trick the commander into getting a room, and then stuff the two of them into the same room.

As for whether it would succeed or not, Albion no longer wanted to care.

You can't just be like the ancient Donghuang nanny who taught your child step by step on the wedding night, right?

What kind of weird gameplay is this?

Albion felt dry.

But it's not a solution to continue like this, the atmosphere is too awkward.

Albion could only hold back his tired mind and said, "Commander, what are we having for dinner?"

"What do you want to eat?" Ren Anhe asked.

Egil became excited when he talked about food, which made Albion very angry.

“Want to eat hot pot!”

Ren An and the Night Raid Group 694936135 were silent for a while and said, "This is the Royal Family, not Donghuang..."

"Let's go eat some delicious food at Liberty Iris. There are so many restaurants here... I want to try foie gras," Albion said quickly.

"Okay, let's go eat Free Iris' food."

The two of them also agreed.

Chapter recommendation: "KanColle Playing House"

When the girls in the game appeared in the real world, when the beautiful fantasy life met again in reality, it should have been a harvest of exhausting joy...

How did it become like this?

Loren looked at the observer who was lying on the bed, flipping through comics and muttering "trash", looked at Nagashima, Ayanami and Xiao Changchun who had a "World of Warships" tricycle lined up in the study next door, and looked at Helena and Kurome who were arguing in the kitchen about what to cook in the evening - thank God, there was finally a pair of girls here who looked like they met his expectations of ship girls.

It would be even better if they could go beyond the royal cuisine, which is a common dish in the harem, when discussing dishes.

What went wrong?

I must be opening it wrong.

[Not a retrieval, no ship with the same name, no lilies, no wing knots, a certain degree of reference and modification to the Azure setting, generally a passing ship girl article]

[The cover comes from the artist of P station]

69. The Wedding Ship Egil

The dining place is a relatively high-end restaurant.

Although Albion had never been to such a high-end place, the elegance of a royal lady engraved in her bones allowed her to adapt quickly.

Ren Anhe actually doesn’t care, as long as he can eat his fill.

But obviously, he overestimated the amount of food in the restaurant.

Egil was also somewhat dissatisfied.

Although he doesn't get along with Prince Eugen, he was brought up by Prince Eugen after all, so some of his living habits are similar to Prince Eugen.

For example, I prefer to eat pork elbows and sausages and drink beer.

Simply put, she is a heroine who drinks and eats meat with big gulps.

Looking at this extremely delicate dish, Egil frowned as he ate it.

"What's wrong? Is it not to your taste? Is it not well cooked?" Ren Anhe asked with concern.

Egil shook his head. "No, it's delicious. It's delicious, isn't it..."

Albion was very smart and guessed the surprise of the Royal Family and Iron Blood's eating habits.

She said gently, "Is it because the amount of food is too small?"

Egil nodded, "Yes, a dish is gone in one or two bites... I don't feel satisfied with the meal."

Ren Anhe explained: "But studies have shown that the first and second bites of food give people the best taste, and the taste becomes duller after that. Therefore, this type of restaurant has small portions of each dish, but a wide variety of dishes."

"But I never feel satisfied this way." Egil ate another piece of goose liver, smacked his lips, and looked unhappy.

"Then I'll take you to the food truck on the street to have something to eat later." Ren Anhe said.

The Royal side is different from Donghuang. There are no snack streets or night markets, but there are quite a few food trucks.

The things sold are varied, but one thing they have in common is the large quantities.

Egil nodded, looking happy, but then she thought of something, her pretty face turned red, and she shook her head again.

"I can, I can eat enough. Aren't there still many things that haven't been served yet?"

Ren Anhe looked at Egil suspiciously, but since Egil said so, Ren Anhe didn't take it to heart.

Albion was also relieved. If they went to eat at the dining car again, how long would it take in the middle of the night? If the commander felt too tired, you could just cry.

"What do you think is going on with my sister?" Ren Anhe asked.

Albion comforted him, "Don't worry, Amagi-senpai and Eugen-senpai are both very powerful ship girls, there won't be any problem."

"But they haven't said what they are going to do, which makes me a little panicked," said Ren Anhe.

At this time, Prince Eugen, who was taking Newcastle and Queen Elizabeth to KTV to sing, sneezed.

"By the way, Commander, is your shoulder okay?" Egil asked with concern.

Ren Anhe stretched his shoulders and said, "It's okay. I have developed an ointment myself. It's very effective and sells very well in the market."

"Commander, aren't you engaged in equipment research?" Egil was stunned.

Ren Anhe modestly said: "I also have some research on biology, medicine, high technology and artificial intelligence."

Egil was fooled, but Albion remained silent.

This is too Versailles. I have learned about my commander's glorious deeds, so I know a thing or two, right? I know three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, right?

Never mind, as long as the Commander is happy.

After eating and drinking, Ren Anhe was very considerate and instructed the kitchen to put several similar dishes together on one plate and serve Egil.

Egil enjoyed the meal very much, but he didn't know it was Ren Anhe's order.

On the way to the hotel, Albion felt distressed: "Did a meal cost so much?"

Albion, who had been wandering outside before, felt very distressed. This one meal could cost him the money for several commissions.

Egil said: "Albion, you have to learn to change your consumption concept. Our commander is a wealthy family."

"I'll try my best," Albion sighed.

"But Prince Eugen is really outrageous. You kept him here for a whole day and let him stay at our house, but you kicked us out. Why?"

Egil had a toothache.

Albion said, "Well, and we used the excuse that we were going on a two-day trip to clear the house."

Ren Anhe thought it was normal: "It's normal. Sometimes, my sister has wild ideas and suddenly decides to do something."

For example, the tavern she built before, which was a loss-making business, was a sudden idea.

She even calls it her career and her dream.

Ren Anhe was still young at the time, and Prince Eugen was a good actor, so he was fooled and gave the purse to Prince Eugen.

Although they planned to stay for a day, the place where they were shopping was in the city center, which was still very far from the college dormitory. If they took a bus back now, it would probably be midnight by the time they got home.

Since I have enough money, I might as well rest in the hotel for one night.

Prince Eugen was even considerate enough to help them book a hotel.

There were two rooms, one for Albion and Egil, and one for Ren Anhe, all arranged neatly.

The room was large, and the two beds were large, too, and Egil and Albion were very satisfied.

I have been shopping all day today and the weather is still very hot. Although I am sweating profusely, my body is still a little sticky and uncomfortable.

Egil wanted to take a shower first, but Albion got there first.

"I'll take a shower first."

After saying that, he grabbed some change of clothes and went into the shower room.

Egil scratched his hair and sat down on the chair helplessly.

Egil turned on the TV out of boredom and casually flipped through the TV programs.

Turns out, there's nothing interesting to see.

So I turned off the TV again.

However, when I turned off the TV, the channel was playing a popular drama recently.

Egil thought silently that Prince Eugen quite liked watching it, but she didn't like it very much, mainly because the hero and heroine in it were so stubborn. If they just gave in, the TV series would go straight to the finale and they would get married.

It took dozens of episodes to drag it on like crazy.

But when he thought of this, Egil suddenly remembered that, oh no, today seemed to be a big day for him.

Then she began to review what she had done that day.

Then she sadly discovered that she was the idiot who was pushing the limit, and Albion was risking his life. She estimated that Albion was about to have high blood pressure.

Somehow she felt sorry for Albion.

But when she thought about going to find the commander, she wanted to shrink her neck.

It’s okay to flirt with words...but if it comes to serious combat, no, I’m too shy.

Albion really did take a shower, and the large bath towel was unable to hide her curvy figure, but instead made her even more seductive.

Perhaps because she had just taken a hot shower, her fair and tender skin was now slightly red, looking very elastic and lovely.

Albion wiped his long white hair with a large towel and said, "I'm done..."

Egil stood up, picked up his change of clothes, and prepared to take a shower, but was stopped by Albion.

"Senior Egil, please wait a moment."

Egil was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

Albion said seriously, "When you were taking a shower, the water heater broke. I just used cold water, so you can't take a shower."