"Yamato, what's wrong with you?"

In a corner of the gathering venue, Yamato, who was holding a hot drink, was stunned when he looked at the shaking liquid in the water cup.

The Yamato-class quadron Musashi, who followed her to the venue, noticed his sister, which was a bit abnormal and dull.

"The expedition has not been rested until now, so do you feel tired?"

Although this is an activity like attending a party, it is still defined as an expedition in the mission.

They came to participate in this event on behalf of the Sase Guardian. Because the distance was too long, the sailing time was completely beyond the plan. After arriving, it was basically the time when the party had already begun.

"No, nothing." Yamato shook his head and put the drink in his hand on the table and said, "I just felt an inexplicable palpitations. I always felt that I had missed something very important today."

"Are you worried about more because you are older?"

Musashi, who was beside Yamato, picked up a glass of wine and drank it all, expressing deep understanding of his sister's sudden sentimentality.

"That's right, we are all at this age, and it's natural to think this way."

"Strictly speaking, Musashi, I am younger than you." Yamato corrected Musashi's statement about age. Although it was a sister ship, Musashi was born in this world earlier than Yamato. In the words of the admiral, it was harvested first.

"Don't mention this." Perhaps because of resentment, Musashi poured another glass of wine and drank it all: "The admiral chose you at the beginning. At least you still have an engagement ring that means someone wants it, but I... I have been drifting on the sea for so many years and was picked up by the admiral, but there is still no man to ask for it."

Yamato glanced at Musashi's silver beast ears, and she was limp and she looked so weak that she couldn't lift her spirits no matter how she looked at it...

If you talk about this topic next, it will make Musashi even more uncomfortable.

Yamato thought about it and changed the subject.

"Speaking of this, the day before yesterday seemed to be the day when the new admiral of our garrison was taken office."

"Ah... I saw the photo and heard it was the admiral's sister. Is such a young child really OK?"

"Since it is the person recognized by the admiral, I will do my best to assist her." Yamato tightened a silver ring on his chest and passed it through Yamato's neck with thin thread.

But before Musashi could speak... a figure walked in front of the two, and it seemed inappropriate to describe it as walking, because she had no legs. A girl in a white dress sat in a wheelchair and came to Yamato and Musashi.

Although she doesn't look old, Yamato and Musashi still recognize her at a glance... The organizer of this press conference also sent the invitation letter to the Sase Guardian in person.

You should know that in this world, there are some special situations in the Sase Guardian, and few admirals would invite the admirals of the Sase Guardian to attend the party, otherwise this party would probably become a full martial arts movement.

"Is the drinks at the venue not suitable for the preferences of the two heroes?"

Although the girl looks very young, she is actually much older than Musashi and Yamato who are present...

"Wine is pretty good, but I don't like drinking this type of food." Musashi waved his hand with a cup full of red wine and put it on the table.

"Sure enough, does Miss Musashi like sake? I'll get the housekeeper to bring it later, so where's Miss Yamato?" She asked Yamato, who hadn't eaten anything since she came to the venue.

"That's good." Yamato shook his head and said that he had no requirements...

"Okay, the drinks provided here are specially prepared for ship girls, so please use them slowly."

"Um."

……………………

"Ph, pah, pah, pah!"

After spitting all the lemon juice he had just drunk, the admiral picked up a tissue and wiped the liquid at the corner of his mouth, and threw the glass in his hand into the trash can as untreated garbage.

"What the hell is it! How does lemon juice taste like blueberry-flavored jelly...hey, wait a little bit."

The admiral looked around and saw that there were cute little loli... This is the place where the destroyers gather in the party area.

Although there is no strict division, the setting of ship girls of the same type of ship will attract each other is the same as the substitute messenger...

Now, as an admiral of a destroyer, he is naturally quietly mixed in the pile of elementary school students.

Destroyer girls attending parties are not like battleship girls and aircraft carrier girls. Compared to the food placed on the table, they prefer to talk about daily life with each other and tell them what the admirals of the custodian are like...

The destroyer girl is more focused on food on the table, such as grabbing cakes.

Judging from their performance, there was no problem with the taste of the drinks placed on the table here. Instead, the admiral's excessive performance attracted the attention of many destroyer girls.

Blueberry flavored jelly.

The admiral was very sensitive to this smell... because it smelled like this when he filled in the poisonous smoothbore cannon.

“…”

This is not as conscience as melamine!

When the admiral saw the ship girls around him, most of them were holding glasses of drinks and drinks in their hands, they suddenly felt that something big happened.

The admiral is not concerned about how the ship girl who guards the mansion is like. The key is that the figure who sits in a corner not far away but becomes the focus of the party... Yamato.

At this time, Yamato picked up the cup of hot drink he had put down and was about to drink it.

what to do?

Now rush over and ask Yamato not to drink it? Then throw the cup to the ground and step on it a few times?

Being regarded as a psychopath is the second priority, and the key identity will definitely be exposed.

The admiral's own life or death does not matter. The key is that if the plan fails, Harbor Suki and the Mercy will be in danger.

But if this continues, Yamato will be in the same danger.

What a dangerous European!

The admiral had no choice but to use his own skills.

MAKE·A·BIG·NWES!

Make a big news!

In this situation, it is absolutely impossible for an admiral to do it, and another person needs to cooperate...

So the admiral looked for the familiar figure in his memory among these primary school students. In fact, those who were sitting in the destroyer girl were not necessarily destroyers.

There are also some who are other types of ships, but they are like destroyers, so they will feel inferior when they stay with ship girls of the same type of ship... There are not many such ship girls, but the admiral just happened to find one among these destroyers.

The aircraft carrier hidden among the destroyer...

Judging from the back, he looks like a young lady with blonde hair and ponytails. She is a destroyer in terms of size and height...

But...the reality is cruel.

Although her appearance is definitely very cute, she has a gloomy atmosphere on her body, which makes other destroyers dare not go up and say hello, leaving her alone to sit and drink alone.

So, as the other destroyer girls seemed to be watching, "No", the admiral walked up and patted the ship girl on the shoulder.

"Ha? Is there anything wrong?" Such a gloomy expression appeared on the cute face, which made people feel a little regretful. However, the admiral knew that she was not like this in normal times. Perhaps because she was forced to bring to this party, she felt full of resentment.

Among them...the biggest resentment is...

The admiral said with a smile as he patted his chest.

"Your breasts are so small, you must be expelling like us, right?"

At this moment... the air became silent, and the noisy talk that was originally in the party stopped at this moment.

Only the admiral's innocence questioning was left, echoing in everyone's ears.

Omega, who was originally sailing with another Oti, felt almost broken in his heart when he saw the admiral say this.

"Destroy! Deport! Ship!?"

Ling Ran's murderous aura penetrated the entire hall, and the glass products had cracks under the horrifying murderous aura. The blonde girl stared at the admiral with wide eyes, as if asking, "Are you kidding?"

"Yes, and your height is so short, your chest is almost the same as nothing. No matter how you look at it, they are just expelling." The admiral stood on tiptoe and compared the height difference, far exceeding the sad height of the girl in front of him.

At this moment, all the glass products burst open, and the drinks overflowed and flowed on the ground.

"I'm a big deal, an aircraft carrier!" The girl was poked into the most painful place in her heart. She said loudly in a sad voice without any ladylike manner: "York City-class ship No. 3! Bumblebee! And it's the strongest hero ship! Do you understand?"

"It's also quite hard to have an aircraft carrier with a destroyer."

"...Hey, kid, why do I think you speak like a nasty guy?"

Bumblebee looked up and down at the Admiral...

Perhaps it is proved that the ship cannot behave like a good person. The Hornet is one of the most powerful ship girls in USA today. They are one of the first few in the aircraft carrier formation, but her appearance is more famous than her strength. Therefore, every time a party, all the admirals and ship girls subconsciously avoid talking about this with the Hornet...

Except for a guy who is trying to die.

"How could it be? My elder sister must have admitted her mistake."

"Hope! If that guy hadn't died, I would have greeted him well at this party."

The sentence "Big Sister" under the admiral's naive girl voice is very useful to Bumblebee. The aircraft carrier girl finally calmed down a little.

Perhaps her admiral reminded her something through the soul network... She actually let the admiral go, and it cannot be ruled out that the admiral looks like an innocent little destroyer girl, a cute and cute kind. In this unintentional offense, the Bumblebee, as a senior, doesn't care about anything.

The admiral, who escaped by chance, glanced at Yamato, and his cup was shattered and he couldn't drink anything...

The admiral originally wanted to do something, but after being hugged by Omega who suddenly rushed over, he took it to the backstage of the party with an absolutely irresistible attitude.

This situation...is rare that it is the case that the legendary military police team should be called? In short, before the admiral left the venue, he saw that the admiral and the ship girl had already started dialing 911 or 110 in the venue.

‘Is it a military police force? Well, come quickly, the current situation is a little uncontrollable.’
Chapter completed!