Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

"But my usual style is like this, Befa, it is impossible for you to ask me to dress up like an English gentleman. First, I don't wear gold-rimmed glasses, second, I don't know how to wear a suit, and third, I don't know how to wear a top hat—— "

"Those things are not in my consideration, Comrade Commander, but I hope you look like a leader, rather than a handful of big-headed soldiers in the barracks—" every time Befa used the word "comrade" , it shows that her emotions have been agitated to a certain extent.

"What's wrong with the big head soldier?" Kremlin was still stubborn: "Anyway, everyone is the same when wearing a hat."

"..." Beffa was almost suffocated by this sentence.

This is probably the generation gap, the altitude difference from Everest to Mariana.

"I've thought about it, you can save yourself some snacks after cutting it, just wash it and wait for it to dry naturally—"

Hearing what the man said, Befa twitched, and there were tears in his eyes, biting his cherry lips lightly, his face full of tears.

"...You are..."

Dake swallowed his saliva, but couldn't utter the word "I want to cry".

Because it was night, with the headlights facing forward, I could only see the eyes of the head maid turning around, feeling very aggrieved.

"Okay, before I cut it next time I'll let you know—"

"Is it just to inform?" Beffa looked like he was about to shed tears.

... Then, is it possible that we still have to 'ask for instructions'?

Dake felt a little absurd, but seeing the appearance of the head maid, he forcibly suppressed his lack of human language.

"...Next time you want me to have whatever hairstyle you want, just don't make me look like a navy."

"Well."

Seeing the soft-spoken Dake for the first time, Beifa twitched his upturned nose as soon as he saw it, and the tears in his eyes disappeared instantly, as if nothing had happened just now.

This scene stunned Dake. Although he felt resentful of being tricked, what he said was like splashing water—especially when the two parties were so intimate, it was almost impossible to go back on their word.

"Then you'll have to grow it long—Miss St. Louis and I have a hair idea that would suit you very well..."

As a man who doesn't give in to toughness, it's the first time Dake has made concessions in the private sphere, and Belfar taught Nimi a very meaningful lesson——

The destroyer, who felt that he had learned important knowledge, quickly wrote down the whole process of the matter in his notebook, and drew lessons from it.

"Hehehe~ Commander's embarrassing expression... I'm sorry, um, I overstepped. As a maid, I shouldn't make too much jokes with the master."

As Befa said, he turned slightly to his side, bowed his head to Dake in the not too narrow space of the car, and showed his full apology to Dake, hoping to divert his attention.

Just entering the city, the street lamps on both sides that can barely work form a soul-filled light in the roundness of the maid's lowered head. The fluorescent white color goes from left to right, and you don't need to touch it yourself One touch can make a man's brain fill out its amazing smoothness and elasticity.

Because of this, Dake turned his head away, not to blame Beifa.

"Is the commander with you tonight?"

St. Louis, who was the only one present who didn't comment on Da Ke's hair, turned the steering wheel and laughed.

"It's not about whether I have a companion or not—I have an appointment with Comrade Tirpitz to have a small meeting, and I have frequently rejected her suggestions recently, so she must understand that I am not targeting her—"

"That's it."

When St. Louis counted, he felt that he was not short of a day's work. According to the confidential information provided by the head maid-as long as he was on land, Da Ke was a little more open than at sea.

"Then can I make an appointment~ Tomorrow night I want to monopolize the Commander~" Said the most provocative words in the most gentle tone, St. Louis obviously understood that playing tricks with Dake was just asking for fun.

"...if there is no emergency..."

Da Ke took out his notebook and looked at it: "Tomorrow night is free, but the day after tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, we have to leave Sedanka."

The man searched for a while, and knowing that St. Louis was expressing him, he agreed with some rigidity.

After all, he felt a little melancholy - after all, that job can't be done with a clear division of labor and precise time-consuming like scheduling, otherwise it would be too impersonal, and he hates doing that.

"If you find it difficult, please ask the commander to expressly refuse the invitation, or... I will find a way to arrange a small meeting for everyone in groups of three or something."

"Will it be too much—is the relationship between you two so good?"

Dake's words were directly inquired in Befar's mind through encrypted communication.

"The relationship between Zeppelin and Ms. Eugen is not tense, and their demands are not high, so they can be persuaded to form a team~"

"What about the other comrades?"

"Miss Atago, Miss Kaga, Miss Akagi, and Miss Oho have all applied, but it still depends on your wishes, Commander. After all, they are not your marriage ships."

"Understood." Dake smacked his lips.

Not hungry.

It's a guilty conscience.

But he also knew that if he continued to evade like this, there would definitely be problems.

"In addition to those few, Miss U81 also came to ask me if you have time to play with her."

"It sounds like she doesn't get along very well with U37?"

"Personally, I think it's just the little ship girls who are willing to get close to you. Although it's important to have fun among companions, they are also ship girls, and they will feel lonely because they don't receive the attention of the commander."

"... At this time, I suddenly wished that I had endless time... They are all good children, but our career must not be lost, and I can only spare some time to accompany them."

Dake sighed.

……

Under normal circumstances, Da Ke will smoke a cigarette after work, recall every detail of today's work and life, and then write a diary—whether it is a nautical diary that needs to be handed in or a personal diary, to determine whether his day is fulfilling .

But today he didn't sit in the bedroom or office to make a summary... because his mind was so confused, he didn't know what to write at all, he found himself "weak", and this kind of "principle" issue should not be compromised , but just because of Befa's fake cry, he relaxed his bottom line.

After sounding the alarm, the Kremlin decided to treat the girls a little harsher in the future to prevent them from interfering too much with their "good" habits.

In addition, he has to meet with Tizi to fulfill his promise.

He specifically asked Befa—about what kind of wine the grapes like, including the requirements for small dishes, etc., hoping to relax through the chat tonight and get closer to the true heart of the Queen of the North.

She is undoubtedly a trustworthy comrade, and the kind that does not require physical relationships to maintain—

"Room 702. This is it."

Most of the ship girls live in a room with two or three people, but because of the relatively cold personality, Tizi always walks alone. When she checked in, she applied for a double bed room, which coincidentally created a A space for private chats.

"...Boom."

The moment he knocked, the door slid open.

It was dark inside, and if it was an ordinary person, he could hardly see anything, but Dake was not among the ordinary people. He found no one on the bed, and the table was empty, thinking that the grapes had gone out——

Here he doesn't mess with his scanning abilities, that would be rude.

At this time, a figure emerged from the same dark shower room, and gently closed the door, preventing the last ray of light from the outside world.

"Comrade Tirpitz—you..."

Before turning around, Dake was hugged by an air-conditioned body.

The whole room seemed a bit cold, which fit the habit that Raisi had developed in Northern Europe—she didn't think there was anything wrong with blowing the air conditioner at 16 degrees, let alone catch a cold because of it.

"...Put down the bottle first, or do you prefer to have a drink before going to bed?"

Raisin's slender hand passed over Dake's arm, took the red wine bottle away lightly, twisted the snake's waist slightly, squeezed into the rest area from the doorway blocked by Dake, and then sat relaxed on the corner of the bed, with calm eyes Looking at the man whose facial expression became more and more subtle.

"...Why don't you turn on the light?" Dake pointed his finger back at the light switch on the wall.

"It's just a personal habit. I think it's better to be hazy."

Raisi raises her legs, her movements are not as sexy as Eugen, nor as arrogant as Zeppelin, but when the skin of the upper and lower thighs and the contours formed by the inner curves are squeezed, the faint vignette When it entered Dake's eyes, something had already been quietly ignited.

"You didn't tell me you invited me to..."

Dake put the food box in the other hand on the coffee table. Given his size, the whole room seemed a little too narrow, causing his knees to always touch the raised legs of the raisins, and he found that He didn't wear shoes, although he didn't do it on purpose, but every time the silk threads from the tip of the other's toenails scratched his trouser legs and made a rustling sound, he felt that the woman in front of him who was exuding air-conditioning was also so alive.

"If I need to be frank, your structure is just that big-don't get me wrong, I'm talking about your methods of dealing with women, not your ability on the battlefield."

Tirpitz looked directly at Dake generously, allowing the clothes he had carefully selected to enter his field of vision completely.

"Although I don't really expect your compliments—let me ask, what do you think of my outfit tonight?"

Dake heard this, his eyes continued to move down, he glanced back, and nodded to himself, and felt that the iron-blooded anti-human jacket design was always restraining the bodies of these ship girls. Simplicity" and "abstinence" were fooled.

"...spider webs? Do you like this style?"

"No, I heard from Akashi that this is a pattern that most men like. I don't know if you are the majority or the small part—"

Raizi moved to the side of the bed, patted the part of the quilt that had collapsed, and signaled Dake to sit down.

"Fortunately, I'm the 'most'... Do you appreciate white more than the main color of black and red?" The strong man followed her lead, but when he fell, Grace grabbed his hand and suddenly moved Stretching in the direction of the head of the bed, it immediately turned into a gesture of a man framing a woman.

The new white clothes covered with hollow patterns of spider webs arced on Kremlin's chest, pushing his face slightly away from Tirpitz, allowing him to clearly see the delicate tip of Raisin's nose and eyes like clear springs.

Her body was icy cold from the air conditioner, but her heart was hot, as if she had been bathed in warm air.

"Because Norway's harbors are always covered in white, and I'm as cold as those snows...snow..."

She took Dake's hand: "Hold in the warm palm, it will turn into a sweet spring."

While muttering to himself, he held Dake's cheek and rubbed it lightly, feeling every stubble of his beard with the skin of his palm: "Ah...so that's the case, I thought I was used to the cold and despised loneliness long ago." Like fine wine, but it seems I just forgot, yes, the pleasure of communicating with other people, the beating of the heart in company."

Grape tightly hugged Dake from below, like a spider preparing to prey, and led him into his own white web:

"But now, I remember—"

Chapter 233 Goose Goose Goose Goose Goose

Glaciers melted into milk ice cream.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, Tirpitz went to the northern defense area to discuss with Akashi about the construction of the small shop. After this night, she realized that she also needed a wealth of daily necessities, and she had to use foreign objects to enrich her life. life and emotions.

In the past, she didn't pay much attention to these things, but a man broke into the boat, and it really changed her.

Kremlin went out nearly 20 minutes later than Tizi. He yawned and leaned on his waist. He felt that the weight of German steel was indeed an unbearable weight for life. Because the density was higher than that of Japanese steel, whether it was Zeppelin or Bismarck 2 The sense of oppression brought by the USS is stronger than that of Kaga and Shinano - regardless of their total tonnage.

In the past, he believed that the laws of physics were sacred and inviolable, but during this time, the ship girls used various physical characteristics that seemed to be related to physics, but were actually absurd to deal with him, causing him to change frequently every day. According to my own perception, the polishing work of the main gun is also carried out frequently, and the anti-rust coating is almost scratched.

"...It seems that the Queen of the North's love is not so easy to bear?"

Hearing this, he turned his head, and found Kaga leaning against the door, looking at him who was leaning against the wall with teasing eyes——

Most of the girls in the compartments on the 7th and 6th floors suffered from insomnia last night, including Kaga who lives in the double room directly below.

But Kaga didn't intend to go to bed yesterday, so he sipped wine and watched the moon, listening to them torment all night.