Z3 wrapped the quilt tightly and curled up in the corner of the room. She did this not because she was afraid, but because only this corner could feel the sunshine.

The breath of deep sea resentment eroded her body. No matter what method she used, she could only feel her body temperature was passing by bit. This cold touch made her feel more and more like a deep sea than a ship girl.

She didn't want to become a deep sea. She was born in the world as a ship girl. She drifted on the sea for a long time and had been tortured by loneliness and cold to the point of exhaustion. She is now just eager to find a place to live.

But z3 knew that her idea was just a luxury. No one in this world would accept the deep-sea ship. Whether humans or ship girls regarded the deep-sea ship as enemies. Therefore, she was infected by deep-sea resentment and began to gradually become a deep-sea ship, and would not be accepted by anyone.

In the future, I will probably be able to live alone in this prison, right?

z3 glanced at the several seagulls staying outside the window above the room. They stood on the edge of the windowsill, tilting their heads and stared at z3 curled up in the room.

z3 also noticed them, almost subconsciously. When z3 approached the window, the moment he reached out his hand, the seagulls seemed to be frightened and immediately waved their wings and left the edge of the windowsill.

There was a feeling of being tingled by something at the fingertips, which spread to Z3's heart. She took back her hand and looked at the deep sea aura surrounding her hands... The reason why those birds would fly away... Maybe it was because they didn't want to be touched by these hands.

Since Z3 was cursed by deep-sea resentment, she would wither quickly when touching all living objects. After understanding this, she closed herself up and drifted alone on the sea, trying her best not to contact anyone. The reason why she came to this country was because the supply was almost exhausted, and the instinct of survival made her come to the land.

Perhaps being imprisoned in a cage is the most ideal life for her. In this way, she doesn't have to worry that the deep-sea resentment on her body will hurt someone. She doesn't have to worry that she will be discovered by other ship girls and then sunk as the deep-sea. There are also supplies here, so she doesn't have to worry about starving to death...

z3 tried her best to comfort herself and kept telling her current situation. It can be said that the best situation is already... But the desire for freedom and inner loneliness have been tormenting her. No matter how much z3 comforts herself, she cannot dispel this thought from her heart.

"From the autumn season now, those seagulls should be the subspecies of Haikanchatka, which breed in eastern Siberia. Every time winter begins, they will come to Japan or China to spend the winter. Do you know Siberia? It is a continent close to the Arctic, which has been covered with ice and snow. Although the snow is very cold, the accumulated scenery is very beautiful."

who?

z3 heard a stranger's voice suddenly sound in his room, which made her immediately raise her head and glance at the room. Then she saw the admiral standing there at the door of the room.

"How did you... come in?" Z3 quickly glanced at the admiral's outfit. He was not like the ship girl of the gendarmerie, and... and his hands bound by handcuffs. The admiral's identity should be the same as hers as the prison.

Could it be that he is the prisoner who was newly locked up in this room? Speaking of which, there are two beds in this room, which can definitely accommodate two people. But Z3 looked behind the admiral, and she did not see any ship girl escorting the admiral here...

The admiral came to the room alone, and seemed to have opened the door that should have been locked firmly by some means.

"Come in by the main entrance, I have special lock-opening skills."

When Z3 was not paying attention, the admiral wiped the blood overflowing from his fingertips. The cell of this military police force was still an old-fashioned iron lock. The admiral's blood could simulate any shape. After solidification, it was slightly harder than steel. Although it could not penetrate the armor of the ship girl, it was still very simple to simulate the door lock key.

“…”

Faced with this situation, z3's first reaction was to report to the gendarmerie immediately. Even if he was infected with deep-sea resentment and began to gradually become a deep-sea ship, z3 was essentially a ship girl from Germany. Abiding by the rules is almost every German aesthetic, and z3 is no exception.

But z3 didn't do this. She hadn't communicated with anyone for too long, or since her birth, she had never said anything to anyone. Any human or ship girl who met her would escape in horror, while the latter would directly sink her without hesitation.

It was the first time that Z3 met someone like the Admiral who came up to talk to her and didn't seem to be afraid of her at all.

"Aren't you afraid?"

z3 just glanced at the admiral's outfit silently, and immediately withdrew his gaze, but did not see the admiral clearly, because she was afraid that the admiral would escape from here as scary as others when he saw her scarlet red eyes.

z3 lowered his head, letting the hair ends hanging in his ears cover his eyes, and quietly listening to the admiral's answer.

"Why am I afraid?"

Not only did the Admiral not leave, but also...it seemed to be closer to z3.

Why are you afraid... because I am the deep sea! Isn't this reason enough?

So don't get close to me...

z3 did not want the deep-sea resentment on her body to hurt the admiral, so she raised her head and wanted to remind the admiral to stay away from her.

But...when z3 looked at the same scarlet eyes, z3 was stunned.

"We are all deep seas, but there is no reason to fear each other."

Before z3 could react to what was going on, a little warm feeling suddenly appeared on her fingertips, which was a touch with the Admiral's fingertips.

When this warm feeling appeared, z3 withdrew her hand like an electric shock. She was contaminated by the deep sea resentment. Any life she touched would wither and wither quickly. Therefore, z3 was afraid of touching anyone, even if the breath from the admiral's fingertips was warmer.

But when she realized that the Admiral was also a deep-sea ship, she was confused, but the feeling of something on her hands made Z3 lower his head again and looked at the things that the Admiral placed in her palm, which looked like some kind of packaged food, but she had never eaten much of the ship girl's material, and had never seen these human food at all.

"This thing is called marshmallow, a kind of dessert, which is a gift for the first time."

The Admiral gave an appropriate explanation for the confused look of the destroyer girl.

dessert…

z3 didn't know what dessert was. What she usually ate was resources without any taste. Just like chewing wax, the most delicious thing she had ever eaten was probably the bowl of ramen that she gave to her when she arrived in this city.

Therefore, she didn't even know what the taste of sweetness was, but under the gaze of the admiral, z3 tentatively unpacked the marshmallows in her hand and put the soft white candy in it into her mouth.
Chapter completed!