Play Azur Lane Even at the End of the World

"I don't know, it seems that there was an accident, and then I lost my memory, and was fished out of the water by Little Zeppelin."

"It's more ridiculous than the novel I wrote."

"Reality is worse than fiction, what's so strange about that?"

"Oh yes."

"Kaixuan, what do you think?"

The girls on the ship talked in a hurry, and the topic revolved around the return of the commander.

After a while, the voice finally stopped, and the girls looked at Richelieu.

Anyway, she is the one who can make up her mind now.

"Sister Richelieu, are we going back?"

...

It’s hard to explain exactly what kind of feeling it was. When I first heard the news, I was unbelievably excited, and then I heard that the commander didn’t follow but went to White Eagle. I don’t know the situation at that time, but Dunker Ke said that, and Jean Barr didn't express his opinion, so there must be no way.

But even so, as I told Shukuf, my mood is a bit complicated.

Walking along the river, you can see many passing ships on the river. Most of the passenger ships are cargo ships, and there are also many ship girls sailing on the water. They freely spread their hands and embrace the river wind blowing towards them.

I have been traveling for a while, and I came here just to find a place to settle down. Since I can't find the commander, there is nothing wrong with returning to my hometown.

It seems that I have gotten used to life here, watching Joan of Arc tinkering with her vegetable garden every day, watching Reckless troubled by the plot of the novel, watching them work hard together, watching Triumph and Forbin train hard every day, Emile is as always Like to sleep late, Shukufu likes to follow him.

I thought that when my sister came back, there would be more interesting stories to tell everyone. As a flavoring agent in ordinary daily life, it doesn’t necessarily mean being on the battlefield where the war is raging, where did you travel, and what did you encounter? man, what happened.

But now, when I hear that the commander is back, how do I feel about it? It's hard to describe. Everyone asks if they want to go back?In fact, this question is redundant.

"You come here alone, everyone is very worried."

Richelieu stopped, looked sideways at the river, and said softly, "It's just a walk."

"Why? The commander didn't come over in person, a little disappointed?"

Jean Barr put his hands in his pockets, walked up to Richelieu, and smiled, "This is the second time I've seen you so absent-minded."

"The first time was when you left the tutelary mansion?"

"Correct."

"Actually, it's nothing. Anyway, don't we all want to go back?"

Richelieu looked at his sister in surprise, "When did you become so open-minded?"

"It seems that I was very narrow-minded before." Jean Barr pouted, and then took out the letter from his pocket, "Here, here you are."

"what?"

"A love letter from the commander to you."

"..." Received it silently, Richelieu naturally didn't believe it was a love letter, after all, he had never heard of a commander writing a love letter to the ship's mother before.

But, believe it or not, she opened it and took a look, her face suddenly turned red.

"What did you write?" asked Barr to look over.

"It's nothing to look at." Richelieu stuffed the letter into his arms and asked, "Have you opened it and read it?"

"Of course not. Who do you take me for?" Although he was curious, Jean Barr didn't bother to peek at the letter.

But seeing Richelieu's cautious look, she became even more curious, and she asked, "What did you write, your face is blushing."

"It's nothing to say, my face... just a little excited when I heard the news, it's a natural reaction."

Let Barr look at her suspiciously.

Excited?

What a liar.

Just now, she looked like a knight who had lost her white horse, but now in a blink of an eye, she has become a shy girl who has been confessed to.

It’s tricky!

"Give me Kangkang." Let Barr reach out to grab the letter.

"They said it was nothing, left and went back." Avoiding Jean Bart's grasp, Richelieu quickly stuffed the envelope into his pocket, then turned and walked towards the residence.

"Hey? Don't be in a hurry to go back, show me!"

"No."

"sister!"

The corner of Richelieu's mouth twitched, and she raised her head. The sun fell on her face, and the breeze blew her golden hair, playing a cheerful and melodious movement like a dancing golden music.

"Baal."

"Ok?"

"Let's go back."

"Oh."