Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

Noshiro actually knew that her legs were not ugly, but she deliberately said it as if she had no self-knowledge, in order to open up Dake's defenses.

At the beginning, Dake thought it would be such a deep topic, but he didn't expect that he didn't keep his eyes open and troubled the little girl. He slapped his forehead, and wriggled his lips guiltily:

"...No, it's because the beautiful parts of each ship girl are different... Your lightning protection belt and rudder are very attractive, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances."

"……Eh……?"

Although she had made psychological preparations, she still couldn't help feeling shy when she heard Dake's such a straightforward compliment.

Unlike many old Shiki in the Minato area, Noshiro is not very good at dealing with this kind of straight ball while he has a girlish scheming.

Today, I will head to the tower, but I was actually stimulated by Sirius' decisive equipment, so I decided to magnify my own advantages and ferment the identity of this temporary secretary ship.

"...Do you want to touch it, Commander?"

Her head became hot, and the moment the ghost's horns turned red, she leaned closer to Dake again, her hand still pinching her slightly raised calf.

"Hey, if you like legs, it's acceptable, because it's not a turret, um, it's not a turret, so it doesn't matter if you use it for the commander—"

She hastily added a few sentences to show that she was not a slut, and she was still looking for excuses in a hurry.

And Da Ke, after hearing her explosive courtship speech, fell into a long silence.

It wasn't until the black clouds above the head began to press, and Noshiro grunted three or four times in a row, and some raindrops drifted by a little bit, and spotted spots on the black silk on her leg rings, Dake shook his head: "No, just in case I accidentally go off!" All the friendly troops around will suffer."

Chapter 303 Vicious Man

It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married——

It seems something is wrong, but it seems that there is nothing wrong.

As a man who can be hard-hearted at a certain time, Da Ke sternly rejected Noshiro's invitation.

Although Noshiro only intended to give him a knee pillow, Dake had more than pure things in his mind, so he slid down the ladder under the former's disappointed but not discouraged self-excitement, and was about to huddle under the blanket. His viciousness was picked up.

Although he indulged the girls a lot, it was only during non-combat time, and fishing in the state of combat readiness was absolutely not allowed.

"Vicious?"

For some reason, Dake was about to knock on the door, but stopped his movements.

He felt that the vicious state was not right, not simply lethargy or laziness.

She seems to be afraid.

It’s not that Jianniang doesn’t have the emotion of fear. On the contrary, fear is very common. For example, Dafeng is afraid of big mackerel, and U81 is afraid of bombers.

As for being vicious, she seemed to be simply afraid of fighting... so she used sleep to cover up her fear.

In fact, this problem is not a big deal for Dake, but is it really as simple as he thinks?

"commander?"

As soon as Da Ke withdrew his fingers, Dunkirk also came down from the third floor, holding a row of freshly baked Turkish-style crispy rolls and French-style Mont Blanc in his hands. Gray hair complements each other.

"I'm sorry, I'm here to deliver desserts to Evil... She's been depressed..."

It seemed that she felt that it was impolite to interrupt Dake's "official affairs" with her own private affairs. She just wanted to retreat, but Dake stopped her:

"Do you know what happened to Vicious before, so that you become so frustrated?"

"Ah, um...maybe it's because you've been fighting too frequently in the past few years and you're too tired?"

The reason given by Dunkirk sounded commonplace to Da Ke—he always believed that no matter how intense the fighting of these girls was, they should not be as "comfortable" as he was empowered by 460 every day, and they fought hard battles in the Pacific Ocean. After many battles, neither St. Louis, whose white eagle was cut in half, nor Nimi, who flew half of the hull, did not leave the aftermath of the war, and the viciousness should not be so fragile.

Seeing that Da Ke was skeptical of this statement, Dunkirk was a little entangled, and then made an apologetic gesture: "Well, there are some things, it's better not to say them in a vicious face... Please come with me here Side, Commander."

……

Dunkirk put the snacks in front of Dake, and poured him another cup of rose tea, which looked even more delicate than that prepared by Befa. Of course, the sugar content also rose sharply. Dake felt that if he was an ordinary person, The food on this table is really full, and the calories for three days have exceeded the standard.

"The matter begins with our withdrawal from Azur Lane."

Dunkirk said softly, pulled out the chair, and sat opposite Da Ke—she also called Algeria, who was on a break, these two "sisters" characters of Vichy, it can be said that Barr is the most Easy to talk, and the one who knows the fleet ecology best.

After confirming the meaning of another curly beauty with Dunkirk as the main point, Da Ke also made a posture of listening attentively.

"Richelieu has always been opposed to the idea of ​​iron blood and siren fusion, while Jean Barr supports the idea of ​​iron blood. Because of the difficulty of maintaining the front line, we accepted the assistance of testers—and since then, one Irises are painted with different symbols of freedom and iron blood..."

"I already know this history, so you support Bismarck's ideas in Dunkirk?" Da Ke motioned her to be brief.

"...I... simply didn't have time to retreat and was left in the port..."

However, Dunzi whispered with embarrassment: "Both sides have reasons, and I am also a person who has no opinions, so in the first split firefight... I sank... Now you see me, I have already sunk For me three times, some memories were only recovered after my level was raised..."

She didn't know why she had to explain so much, but Dake's subtle eyes were destroying her little self-esteem, so she coughed quickly and changed the topic.

"...I'm pretty good, but Vicious was chased by the royal family for a long time after she belonged to the Vichy Fleet. She has served in both the Liberty Iris and the Holy See, and has moved between the various camps for a long time."

"Well, she even served in the White Eagle's fleet for a while, so she has been frightened for a long time, and she doesn't trust the forces around her very much."

Algeria added: "Perhaps in her view, Commander's Fleet International is no different from White Eagle, Iron Blood, and Royal, and she just wants to use her as a tool."

"Algeria……"

Dunkirk nudged the curly-haired knight Ji with his elbow, signaling that she was being rude to Da Ke by saying that.

"It doesn't matter, what she thinks is right. After all, no matter how I put myself on a higher moral level, it is an indisputable fact to use the ship's force."

Da Ke nodded in agreement: "So vicious doesn't trust me?"

"She doesn't trust anyone outside...well, that is, except for her companions in the French fleet."

Dunkirk could only bite the bullet and explain:

"I know commanders are different, and this kind of distrust is biased against you... But can you give her some time to adapt? She probably doesn't want to be driven by anyone to fight now—"

"It doesn't matter, even if she doesn't want to fight, she can still play her role in other places after retiring—"

Dake waved his hand, looking indifferent.

"Hey! Retired! Disintegrated!!"

The eyes of Dunkirk and Algeria immediately became frightened.

They obviously misunderstood the meaning of Da Ke. For the ship girl, decommissioning means dismantling the ship's equipment, returning to the construction machine, and leaving some resources for the fleet——

But on this planet where there are only prototype ships, disintegration means being punished.

"Disintegration... what? The ship girl can really disintegrate??"

Kremlin was full of question marks when he heard the exclamation—does he look so bloody and tearless?It seems that we still have to manage our image well in the future.

"I mean transfer her to a civilian job, like a government job, or train recruits instead of going to sea, and after a while, ask her if she wants to go back to the front line—there are so many civilian girls in Moscow these days .”

"...Yes, is that what you mean?"

The two wives let out a sigh of relief.

"...If possible, I don't want her to live in the shadow of war all her life, that would be too pitiful."

Da Ke sighed——Dimitri suffered from shell-shock disease. Every night after falling asleep, he would shake the bed in the dormitory like a piling, making the bed loose. It's even more pitiful, and vicious. This is a psychological disorder mixed with war sequelae and trauma from being exploited. It cannot be handled by ordinary political commissars.

The Kremlin felt that he could only use more practical means to appease the other party...for example, rewards or arranging transfers.

"I think, as long as she understands that the commander is different from the person who uses her, it can help her regain her previous courage and grace..."

Dunzi didn't have the nerve to say it to death. Although it sounds tempting to take up a clerical job, but that is to give up his mission as a ship's wife...Maybe Vicious will regret it for the rest of his life.

She still can't understand that Dake's various arrangements for the ship girls are actually weakening the difference between them and humans. Even if Vicious is asked to go to junior high school again, Dake has no objection.

"Why don't you take these desserts to comfort her, Commander?"

Because all the Vichy ship girls in Dake's gang have upgraded their hulls, Dunzi now has an unconditional trust in Dake based on friendship.

She pushed the dessert over, blinked, and looked expectantly.

I didn't even think there was anything wrong with letting the Kremlin break into the little girl's bedroom.

As for Kremlin, his ability to coax children is actually not strong. It can only be said that the iron-blooded "junior" is more conscious, and it seems that he is good at teaching.

After being encouraged by a meal, he became the one who delivered the dessert instead.

But the development of things did not go as Dake and Dunzi imagined.

When Dake was about to knock on the door again with the tray, he found that Vicious had dressed early and opened the door for him in advance.

"Commander... please come in..."

The same white-haired ship girl gave way to Dake with blank eyes. The Kremlin's crew dormitory layout is compact, and the comfort level is actually not tolerable, but the more vicious they are in the narrow space, the more secure they feel.

Seeing the little girl's anxious expression, still dozing off, Dake swallowed all the words of comfort that Dake had thought up before——

I guess it woke her up before, and she got up after a long time of psychological work, waiting here for her to come to the door again——

At the same time, Dake found that the vicious dark circles under her eyes did not disappear even after changing the hull. This did not mean that her hull was still damaged, but that her mental state was really problematic.

Ship girls will not change their appearance because of illness. Once their faces are ill, it means that their psychological problems are very serious...or they are pretending.

"...Why don't you go on vacation for a month."

In the end, Dake still didn't come up with the set of tools to coax the children, but planned to make a difference to the vicious net.

"……Eh?"

Vicious' originally depressed expression instantly became vivid.

"Yes, can I take a vacation?"

"Well, according to your recovery, we will decide whether to let you return to the battlefield or carry out construction work in the rear. You can also submit an application to the French branch, get your name on the representative meeting, and choose a position that suits you."

Da Ke put the dessert on the window table: "I won't let someone who has lost the will to fight forcefully... You can use your energy elsewhere—the battlefield is not necessarily your destination."

"I thought the commander was here to train me, just like sister Rang..." Viciously huddled in the corner, after all, Dake's figure took up too much space.

"I originally planned to train... I wanted to maintain the relationship between the superior and the subordinate in the army to ensure execution, but for some ship girls, asking them too much to recognize me as a 'sir' is a blow to morale in itself. "

Dake also revealed the truth helplessly, as if viciousness was something he could confide in—even though her height was only a little over half of Dake's.

"If it's not a particularly important time period, just feel free - how about it, I can arrange a resort hotel on Lake Baikal, or you can go anywhere in France for a quiet time."

"Baikal??"

If I remember correctly, the oligarch who was caught had Dake thrown to a labor camp in Lake Baikal. For a moment, Vicious thought that Dake would also throw her to a labor camp.

But the Kremlin opened its mind this time, and what it said sounded vicious.