Looking for the lost ship girl

There are romantic cherry blossoms in spring, colorful flowers in summer, red maple leaves in autumn, and white snow in winter. The bright sunshine in the morning shone down from the sky, and the hot spring hotel named Dawn under the sky looked particularly clear.

There is a tall cherry tree in the courtyard, and a small green pond under the tree. At this time, cherry blossom petals fell gently from the sky on the water, causing ripples in circles. The ripples quickly disappeared, and from the reflection on the water's surface, one could clearly see a man and a woman standing and talking in the corridor next to them.

"Kang Yan is so naughty. He yells every day that I am the protagonist, even though he is just a destroyer. Every time I bother you to clean up the mess, I have to say that it is really annoying." The speaker was a young man with a resolute face. Not very handsome, but very elegant. With the little girl named Yang Yan, in fact, she is the ship girl, and he is the admiral.

She folded her hands and placed them a little on her lower abdomen. The young woman's movements were generous and decent, and she said: "It's okay. It's rare for guests to come here and it's rare to be lively."

"I see that you have been busy since the morning, and you still need to rest occasionally. Like everyone, do more things you like." The young man looked at the young woman who was two steps away from him and thought to himself. It is said that between men and women, The safe distance is 44 centimeters, which is obviously exceeded. It has taken a long time to get closer to each other, but the distance can never get any closer.

The young woman replied: "I often go shopping in Kyoto with my sister."

"I hope you will be happier." The young man smiled and said, "Be happier."

"Worrying you," the young woman said, "I'm fine."

Hesitating, wondering whether he should speak, whether it was appropriate, or whether it would be too presumptuous, the young man said: "If you have time, you can come to my town to play. There is a beautiful beach there. As a ship girl, I still like the boundless sea. I’m not in the army, and I’m stuck in the mountains every day.”

"Thank you for your kindness. I don't want to go anywhere for the time being." The young woman pursed a smile and refused.

The young man thought for a while and rubbed his eyebrows: "I can't come over because I have work. It's been a long time since we last met. Haruna misses you."

The young woman teased a little: "The ship girl is still working hard, but as an admiral, she is traveling outside. It's terrible."

"Oops, the impression score has been greatly reduced." The young man did not panic. There was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously he had something to hide.

"I came to Kyoto for work, so I stopped by." The young woman nodded, "Soaking in hot springs can effectively relieve fatigue."

"The ship girl is not a battleship. If you are injured, you need to get on the slipway. We only need steel to repair the physical and mental wounds, and then the mental comfort will be more conducive to recovery. Why do we call repairs and repairs going into the ditch or taking a bath instead of sleeping? , not reading, because this is the best effect." The young man smiled again, "Speaking of which, Fuso still cares about me, and he actually knows so much."

The young woman was actually the ship girl who inherited the soul of the battleship Fuso. When she heard the young man's words, she pursed a smile and explained: "Because several groups of people have already come over. Only if you come to Kyoto for a meeting, the hot spring hotel will be like that." Good business, otherwise no one would come here for so many days.”

"Honestly, I feel really tired. Fuso shouldn't be like this." The young man scratched his hair, "I want to speak directly. Well, Fuso, do you know what I want to say?"

Fuso could actually guess it from the other person's usual behavior, but she still said: "I don't know."

"Join my garrison." Taking courage, the young man said.

He looked at the dark-haired woman standing in front of him.

Her long, silky black hair hangs down her back, but the bangs and the ends of her hair are not so level, so it's probably not a Ji-fa style. A white cherry blossom headdress was pinned to her forehead, and the long tassels were swinging slightly. A mature, delicate and pretty face, without any charm or gaudiness. She was wearing a simple and elegant yukata with hibiscus flowers printed on it, and her feet were wearing white socks and clogs. To be honest, the most eye-catching thing is the plump bust, which is large enough to be called a giant.

In fact, what he cares about is not the mature, delicate, and soft appearance of the other party, or the plump figure that makes it difficult to look away at one glance. Instead, she has a personality like Yamato Nadeshiko, gentle and steady, and well-spoken and well-behaved. In all the time we have known each other, I have never heard a single bad word or foul language. No matter what kind of naughty child you face, your patience never loses. There is always a slight smile on his face, which makes people feel at ease.

"I'm sorry, I already have an admiral." However, Fuso refused decisively. Her voice was full of determination and gave absolutely no hope. "So if you say this, please don't say it again in the future."

"Actually, you can give me an answer later." The young man glanced at Fuso and thought to himself, although there is already an admiral, he has asked many people at the hot spring hotel before. In all these years, I have never seen anyone come here. It would be understandable if the admiral died. But with his resolute character, he would definitely not live alone. To the point where people felt suspicious that it was just an excuse, he said, "Don't be so fast, go back and think about it carefully."

"Don't think about it, I only have one answer."

The young man let out a breath, already knowing this would be the outcome. The only thing that made the other party believe that he already had an admiral and that he already belonged to someone was his decisive and firm refusal in the face of pursuit, and his shocking determination. There's just one thing that makes people feel strange. He keeps saying that the admiral is still alive and will come to pick him up one day. But how could an admiral leave such an excellent ship girl alone outside. He hesitated to speak, and finally lowered his head: "Sorry to bother you."

"I'm just a little Fuso, really not worth mentioning." After all, Fuso was just trying to comfort the other person. Although she has never seriously attacked since she woke up, she has often practiced a lot. Both her training and equipment are very good. She is confident that she will not lose to anyone.

"Yes, I understand." The young man responded, his smile a little forced.

That afternoon, Fusang knelt and sat under the eaves, holding a cup of tea. By her side, there is her sister Yamashiro.

"Sister, how many people are there already?" Even though she is expressionless in front of others...it's not like Iceberg Beauty's indifference, it just makes people feel that she is not good at words. Yamashiro is unexpectedly a sister-controller. The elder sister is the elder sister, the younger sister is the shorter elder sister. I will never leave my sister for three games. Think about it, there is such an outstanding sister, it is too difficult for a younger sister not to admire her.

Fusang didn't know why and asked curiously: "How many people are there?"

"How many admirals have you rejected in total?" Yamashiro said, "At least twenty."

Fuso didn't speak, she wasn't that bored yet. Take it as merit and be complacent about how many people you have rejected.

"At least ten, this number is very conservative." Yamashiro thought about it and started laughing. She has a lot of milk tea cards, and she drinks a cup and presses a stamp. If you collect enough chapters, you can get a cup of milk tea for free. "If there is a collection card and each admiral has a seal, it will be enough for me to exchange for prizes."

Fuso just took a sip of tea.

Shaking her head, Yamashiro looked at her sister from the side and said: "We are obviously sisters, why do you think the gap is so big? My sister is so popular and has so many suitors. As long as she spreads the word, the admiral who comes over can come from the mountain. We queued up to the bottom of the mountain. But my younger sister is so pitiful, and her popularity is at its lowest point. I want to be like my older sister, even just once."

Although every time I encounter pursuit, it is an unquestionable rejection. As a girl, it is worth being happy to be pursued by someone. Fusang said: "You are also a lot."

Shancheng swung the folding fan down and opened it, then swung it up and put it away. She held the fan against her forehead: "There's only one, no, just two. It was very perfunctory. I refused, and they just not coming."

Fusang smiled helplessly: "I have already refused, so of course I won't come again. If I come again, you will complain about trouble again."

"I'm not complaining." Yamashiro ruffled Fuso's hair, "Really, are we sisters... You have black hair, I have white hair. You are much prettier than me, and much cuter. Especially The breasts are so big and round. Even so, they are not saggy like Helena's. I wish I had such a figure, but it's a pity that I have to throw them away when comparing, at least one cup size is missing."

Fuso is really not used to this kind of topic, and is a little distressed.

"Such a beautiful black-haired beauty, and also has such excellent cooking skills." Yamashiro thought for a while, "If she puts on that naked apron, I'm afraid anyone will be defeated."

Fuso snatched Yamashiro's paper fan and hit his sister hard on the head: "Yamashiro, stop talking nonsense."

"No nonsense." Yamashiro said, "Whether it's a man or a woman, no one can resist the charm of my sister. If she is a sister, she should be a secretary ship in any garrison. The secretary ship still has a lot of work, which can be a bit difficult. But at least it’s a wedding ship.”

Fusang said: "Stop talking nonsense."

"It's just that some people are blind," Yamashiro said. "Sisters are different in everything, only their luck is the same. You must bring an umbrella when you go out. It will never rain if you carry an umbrella. There are never good cards, you will definitely miss the bus, and you will definitely not have the right size when buying clothes."

"Unfortunate sisters." Fusang put down the teacup and couldn't help but sigh.

Yamashiro fell on the wooden floor and looked at the clear sky: "Yes, unfortunate sisters."

Shancheng turned sideways and said quietly.

"Why do you want to appear in this world?"

"Why do we need an admiral?"

"Why did this happen?"

Not knowing how to answer, the wind started to blow at this moment, and Fuso held down her long hair.