"…So that's the case, did you mistake it?"

But, is this really the case?

It took about half an hour for Fujiyuki and No. 111 to slander and talk, before he nodded skeptical about what Yamato said. ☆→☆→,

But looking at Yamato's suspicious expression, you can tell that this half hour was probably nonsense. But anyway, it has been explained clearly. Whether they believe it or not is their business. There is nothing to do with Fujiu and 111.

And there are some more confusing things happening now. For example, they have been struggling in the territory of the New Zealand Governor's Palace Hotel for so long, but they have not even seen this incident now.

"After that's it, why haven't New Zealand people come yet? It's almost two hours?"

After looking at the wall clock on the wall, Chuxue said with some confusion.

Although the group of people in New Zealand are so cowardly and have no idea about valuing them, this does not mean that they are all fools.

A VIP ran to the VIP hotel and disappeared for nearly two hours, but no one came in to ask. Although it was said that it was respecting privacy, no one was concerned about the thunder and earth fire that was being fired here. This was too people-oriented, right? At least you had to come to a few people to express your intentions, showing that you were watching.

"I don't know, who knows what they think?"

Pick up the hat and put it on your head, No. 111 adjusted his clothes in front of the mirror.

"Ahh, this is the outfit they have carefully matched. It was originally for showing off, but now it's all wrinkled..."

Wait a moment, I'll sort out my clothes.

No. 111 looked at his image in the mirror and kept complaining, reaching out to touch the wrinkled place with the sub-space.

After a while, she reappeared in her lustful and domineering image. She saw Chuxue's brows twitching while looking at her fur rope. Looking back on her operation accuracy, she could not even clean the kitchen, so she deeply felt that the gap between the ship girl and the ship girl was like a natural disaster.

They are all humans, and they are all ship girls. Why is the gap so big? I am not working hard, but I can be considered a group of people who can fight. Why is it so weak? The manipulation power cannot be considered combat power, right?

‘Adaptiveness is the real strength, manipulation power is nothing, isn’t it just a subspace?’

Look at me blow it back.

Looking at No. 111, who finally smoothed his clothes and breathed a sigh of relief, Chuxue bit her nails and thought to herself.

"Okay. Let's go now."

After putting on the imposing black hat on his head, No. 111 turned around and said with a serious look on his face:

"Now go back and find the staff. You two can do whatever you should do. I warn you better not disturb me. This time it was a diplomatic interview."

"But I didn't see the staff on the way."

Yamato stood next to No. 111 and said seriously at her:

"If there were staff members, I wouldn't have found two seniors like this, right?"

"No way? I'm still here when I come."

"You'll know if you go and have a look?"

“…and right.”

Chuxue tilted her head and thought about it, but she felt that she would have practiced to produce true knowledge.

Is there any staff? Isn’t it enough to just go and check it out?

But after careful discussion, everyone found that only Kurasue had recorded what the map looked like.

So Kurayuki looked unlucky and led the two Yamato girls behind him to embark on a unique adventure in the VIP hotel.

“…It’s so strange?”

Why is there no one?

After finding the third intersection, even Chuxue was a little confused.

There was not even a single person in the huge VIP hotel. Whether it was the intersection or the employee lounge, it was like someone just left, and even the hot water and rice cooker were still running.

It was obvious that when Chuxue came, it was full of staff. After a while, it took less than two hours. The entire VIP hotel had no breath of living. Even after scanning with the sub-space radar, I didn’t feel any sub-space smell of the ship girl.

Although in the face of this situation, you can always run out as long as you break the window with one hammer. However, the two Yamato, who had inexplicable obsession, discussed it and decided to find the staff to take them out. They completely ignored Fujiri's desperate expression, "Are you funny?"

“There is definitely a problem here.”

Walking to the fourth intersection, looking at the luxurious and elegant decoration and the empty guard position, Fuyuki stood there and said to the two behind him with a serious face:

"I think we are probably trapped in a very delicate situation now."

"A murder in the secret room?"

Yamato, who was following, raised his hand and replied, looking at Fujiri's eyes twitched.

"Can we say something with style? The murder in the secret room is this the Governor's Mansion?"

"That's the missing hotel staff? This sounds like a little more interesting..."

"Are you really not sisters?"

After a glance at the almost identical two people, Fuyuki looked at him with a moment of contempt.

As a military police force, she is of course completely different from these two newcomers who don’t understand at all.

After a while of sank. Looking at the corridor that was decorated with gorgeous and empty, the captain of the military police suddenly became sharp.

"I'm afraid it's a waste of money, right?"

"Senior Fujiyu, I have doubts about your intelligence."

"Stop talking! I'm just cooperating with your thinking pattern!"

"Yamato doesn't have to worry about her, this is what her IQ will be like in her life."

"Have you two suddenly become very good?!"

Looking at the two people who were muttering like a tongue-in-law, Kuroyuki suddenly had the urge to go wild.

"By the way, just go out, right?"

No. 111 lowered his head and thought for a while, and whispered:

"But I don't know why I just don't want to leave, I always feel like I lost somewhere..."

"Senior No. 111 is right, he will lose when he goes out!"

"You two are enough!"

Seeing the two Yamatoes that are increasingly overlapping, Fujiro couldn't help but shout:

"Aren't you going to engage in diplomatic activities? You can just knock on the door and smash the window and walk directly through the main door!"

"But that way, I always feel like I've given up..."

"ha?!"

"It's okay. I can stay here and do whatever I want."

"I said you are really here for diplomatic interviews? Are you really here to have fun?"

"The admiral gave us two years off. We can do anything at this time. If there is diplomacy or not, it's just one sentence. I don't care about diplomacy or not. I can't beat us anyway. Let's go and see everywhere!"

"Your admiral has been in trouble for eight lifetimes with a ship girl like you. I'm really sad..."

Are you really the Pacific Fleet?

Looking at No. 111, which was starting to rush into the VIP hotel, Fujiu couldn't help but reach out to cover his face. He couldn't bear to watch this funny scene again. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!