Azur Lane: The Tragic Admiral’s Azur Life

In the bedroom, Yang Sikang was leaning on the bed, holding a pencil in his hand and drawing lines on the drawing board in front of him.

He returned to his residence, but he still had nothing to do, which made Yang Sikang suddenly feel uncomfortable.

Ever since I came to Chongying, although I have been more leisurely at times, I still have a goal and some things that have not yet been completed.

But it was different now, he really had nothing to do now.

The purpose of coming to Chongsakura has basically been completed. There is nothing missing except for the ship girl who has not yet built Chongsakura.

Although there is a lack of communication with some ship girls who have impressed me in the past, there is nothing I can do about it.

Things have to come little by little, and if you take more than you can chew, you will bite off more than you can chew.

Especially when it comes to shipgirls.

This left him with nothing to do now, and after thinking about it, Yang Sikang decided to record some of his thoughts and future plans first.

But while he was drawing, Yang Sikang suddenly stopped writing.

An eraser was handed over from the side. Yang Sikang took the eraser from Sirius's hand and erased the lines he had just drawn, but he still did not continue drawing.

"Is there anything you may need, my proud master."

Sirius's voice brought Yang Sikang back to his senses. He shook his head and handed the eraser to Sirius.

"It suddenly occurred to me that the plans I had prepared in advance never seemed to be completed exactly as I expected. So I was wondering if I was cursed by something strange? Why does it happen every time?"

Yang Sikang frowned and thought about it but couldn't figure it out. He sighed helplessly:

"It shouldn't be. Every time I make a plan, I think about it carefully and take into account almost all possibilities. I also discuss it repeatedly with Belfast and the others. How come it doesn't go as I expected every time? ?”

Sirius didn't know what to say next to her. After all, there didn't seem to be anything abnormal about this kind of thing to her, right?

However, Sirius still thought about it seriously and said:

"Master, do you want to visit the divine son in Chongying? I heard that there is a sacred tree in Chongying, and it seems to be very efficacious."

Yang Sikang looked over strangely, but he was relieved when he thought that Sirius probably didn't care about the identity of the Son of God.

He shook his head and said casually:

"No need, the sacred tree won't let me pass. And to pray to the sacred tree, I might as well learn to take revenge and carry a wooden carving of Elizabeth with me."

As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention, and the listener has intention.

Yang Sikang just heard this topic and subconsciously thought of the aircraft carrier of the writing nun in the game, pronounced as Succubus, and then naturally thought of her amazing operations.

He didn't expect that Sirius would really listen and actually plan to make a wooden sculpture of Elizabeth.

"By the way, Sirius, bring me my picture album."

"Yes, Master."

Sirius came to the bookshelf, pulled out a picture album with ease, walked to the bedside and handed it to Yang Sikang.

The picture album was opened, and there were sketches of ship girls on it, and some even included pictures of part of the ship's outfit.

Turning it over, the reverse side shows the data of the historical ship corresponding to the portrait, as well as some information such as the time, location, ship modifications and other information marked on it.

Seeing such content, Sirius still didn't change much. After all, in their eyes, this was already a normal thing.

Whenever Yang Sikang suddenly thinks of something or suddenly has some ideas, he will take out the picture album and add or delete some content from it.

Compared to the content in the album, she was more curious about what she would look like if she were drawn in the album.

Sirius had heard Javelin mention that Yang Sikang had drawn her on paper, but that was not preserved.

Yang Sikang had just added a few pieces of data that came to mind when he turned around and saw Sirius looking straight at the album in his hand.

Due to his sudden interest, Yang Sikang saw that Sirius was distracted, so he changed back to the previous drawing board and began to outline the lines briskly.

About ten minutes later, Yang Sikang looked at his work with satisfaction and nodded.

"Sirius."

As soon as Yang Sikang shouted, Sirius's eyes immediately refocused.

"Owner."

"Look at this, how about it?"

Yang Sikang turned the drawing board to face Sirius as he spoke.

Sirius' eyes widened when he saw the sketch above.

Yang Sikang did not draw according to the vertical drawing in the game in his memory, but simply drew Sirius who was distracted just now.

So when Sirius saw it, he immediately blushed.

"No, I'm so sorry, my proud master."

Sirius was about to apologize, but Yang Sikang suddenly handed over the drawing board.

Sirius had to catch the drawing board first, and Yang Sikang took the opportunity to say:

"There is nothing to apologize for, Sirius. This is a gift for you, although it is a bit shabby. I will paint you a better picture next time."

Sirius quickly and carefully took the paper off the drawing board, replaced it with new paper and returned it to Yang Sikang.

"Eh?! Did the Commander draw a portrait of Sirius?!"

Javelin suddenly poked his head out from the door of the room and looked at Sirius with excitement.

Sirius hurriedly put the painting into the ship's space, but this action also made Javelin confirm that she heard correctly.

"Commander, Commander, I want a portrait too!"

Javelin ran in excitedly, and as soon as she came in, a sneaky guy followed immediately behind her.

As soon as Javelin ran to the bed, the big mackerel that was quietly following her jumped out immediately.

"Aww! Sueprise!"

The big mackerel flew directly towards Yang Sikang with a gorgeous swoop.

Because Yang Sikang was leaning on the edge of the bed with his legs on the bed, it would be really hard for her to hit him accurately.

But the big mackerel only flew half way.

Sirius caught her mid-step.

"Miss Big Mackerel, you can't play pranks on your master casually."

"Huh?! I got caught. Sirius, you are very good at it. Okay, I won't prank anymore, let me down...wait, wait! Where are you taking me?!"

Sirius hugged the big mackerel with both hands and walked straight out of the room. Then the big mackerel saw Newcastle heading this way.

"Miss Big Mackerel, please come with me."

Being caught red-handed by Newcastle, the big mackerel had no choice but to follow suit.

Although Newcastle always seems to be leisurely and lazy, she is actually the former head maid of the maid team.

In terms of work ability, she is definitely adequate, but her personality is relatively laid-back, which is exactly the opposite of Befa who likes to work.

But when dealing with the kid who likes to play pranks, her calmness left him helpless.

Of course, the most important thing is that Yang Sikang lets the big mackerel learn from Newcastle.

"Wow~ I didn't notice at all that the big mackerel's concealment skills are getting better and better."

"Big Mackerel seems to have a lot of contact with Shige Sakura's submarine recently. They may be exchanging experiences with each other."

Yang Sikang smiled and shook his head helplessly:

"But the big mackerel likes to use little tricks in pranks, and it does catch people off guard sometimes."

At this point Yang Sikang picked up the drawing board, and Sirius moved a chair to a suitable position with great discernment.

"Okay, Miss Model No. [-] Javelin, please take a seat~"

"Javelin understands!"

Javelin sat down on the chair excitedly, looking forward to Yang Sikang's portrait.