Journey with the Ship Girl

However, the bedroom is much better. The soft leather mattress on the double bed is warm and warm. The bedside lamp that I just fumbled to turn on exudes a warm orange halo. There is a room of about forty square meters squatting in the center. The electric heater is half the height of a person, the windows and doors are closed tightly, and the heat accumulated all night makes the whole room very warm.

It's just a little stuffy, and every morning when I wake up, I feel my throat is very dry, even if I put a basin of water next to the heater in advance.

They have lived in Area A for a long time, but they still can't get used to this dry climate.

War-weary reached out and groped, and found the alarm clock on the orange square bedside table, picked it up to check the time.

It's only seven o'clock, why did you wake up?

Throwing the alarm clock away as if exasperated, the alarm clock bounced twice on the fur blanket under the bed and rolled out, and finally made a crisp sound or two on the wooden floor, making the quiet room even quieter.

War-weary reached out and pulled the quilt, and wrapped her head in it, trying to induce a little drowsiness - but the hot air hit her face, making it difficult for her to breathe for a moment, but she suddenly woke up.So tired of fighting, he flipped the quilt to the side with a "hula", spread his hands and feet in a "big" shape, and lay on the bed like a salted fish.

"...Forget it, let's get up."

Lying on the bed would only get more and more sleepy, and the war-weary climbed up and sat on the edge of the bed. The white one-piece pajamas on his body were a little wrinkled, and it couldn't be smoothed out after several continuous pats.There was no other way, and the war-weariness muttered twice, "Change to another set, please ask Xie Fei to iron it later."

He took off his pajamas in a few moments of war weariness, his milky white skin was as delicate as a baby, and his barren figure was ordinary.The refreshing feeling of being in direct contact with the air made her sigh comfortably, and even thought of washing up and going downstairs for a moment—too bad, how could an elegant royal lady have such a bad idea.

Putting on a set of gray nightgowns that looked more handsome, he ran to the dressing table in the room tired of war, jumped on the chair and looked at himself in the mirror: a cute face that was slightly flushed, mysterious lavender eyes, beautiful Blonde hair, slender neck and small shoulders, as usual, unchanged.

War-weary grinned and put on a smiling face, stretched out his hand to make a "√" gesture under his chin, and said triumphantly: "As expected, the old lady is still very cute."

"..."

The room was still very quiet, and she became depressed after being war-weary. The corners of her eyes were drooping and the smile was gone. She retracted her hands and touched her chest carefully.

"...If, if there is a little more mature feeling here... Sigh, can this still develop?"

War-weary, he thought of his companion whom he hadn't seen for a long time, the Ayanami.When he first joined the port area, that Ayanami was also a complete little bean, standing in the destroyer team did not feel disobedient at all, but after the transformation, he has everything about his height, figure and temperament, and he seems to be beyond the Yusanjia. Lafite , javelins and unicorns, none of them looked as mature as her.

Well, Zhuyu is in front, and several ship girls, including War-weary, are secretly looking forward to the transformation. Strengthening the ship's equipment is second, and the main thing is to change the fate against the sky.

As a result, after finally waiting for the transformation, there was no change at all before and after the transformation. The barren body was still barren, and it was not obvious that it was a powerful battleship.

No one dared to say anything, after all, the old lady after transformation was invincible, and the first sharpshooter was sure to hit a critical strike—but sometimes, even a look from others was a critical strike.

Especially among the royal ship girls, there are only a few who are not in good shape. Sometimes everyone goes out to take a group photo, and at first glance, hey, why are there always two destroyers standing at the front?

Sometimes I am more envious of Elizabeth. Her Majesty is also a little bean, but she is heartless and happy.

Like Saratoga, or Mutsu, don't care.

War-weary was gesticulating in front of the mirror absently, when a flat voice suddenly came from his ear: "Miss War-weary, are you playing a game of 'guessing with the mirror'? You can say it if you are too lonely. Poor, poof."

The two clumps of dull hair on the top of War Weary's head exploded: "Xie Fei! When did you come in?"

In the mirror, an expressionless grey-haired maid suddenly appeared behind her. That was Sheffield, the current maid in this castle. She looked straight at War-weary's hands on her chest, and said expressionlessly: "Before you suddenly started looking in the mirror and saying 'I'm so cute and cute', poof."

War-weary and suspicious, he said, "Is that so? I didn't say that just now."

"Hello, yes."

"I don't remember someone pushing the door and coming in just now."

"I have been lurking in your room for an hour, and your sleeping position is very cute."

War-weary sighed, climbed off the chair, and walked outside in his nightgown.Sheffield is a rather vicious maid, who often talks about strange things that have never happened with a serious face. This kind of little trick to deceive the destroyer is okay, but how could the war-weary lady be fooled.

As a result, Sheffield suddenly said: "I was rude just now, but what were you doing just now? Even if you touch your chest in front of the mirror, it will not grow there."

War-weary took out his big sword with his backhand and held it above his head, and asked seriously: "You really think so? Come on, look into Ms. War-weary's eyes, and say it again."

"..."

Sheffield said seriously: "I heard that self-touching is a very effective treatment. As long as you persevere, miracles will always appear."

Grinding his teeth in war-weariness, he put away his big sword and said angrily, "I know, I know, I'm not a destroyer, so don't comfort me."

Sheffield shrugged, ran to turn off the stove in the center of the room, picked up the alarm clock and put it back in its original place, then opened the window, and suddenly a burst of cold air rushed in.

While tidying up the bed, Sheffield muttered again: "Miss Warspite, I have a question. What is the use of such a big bed for you and Queen Elizabeth? I can guarantee that this double bed has 70.00% of the area It didn't play its due role at all, even if you roll around, it will always leave about a quarter of the space..."

"In that case, then I have a question," Zhan Zhan said with a smile, "The ship girl was hit hard on the back of the head, so she shouldn't die, right?"

"...Sorry, please sit down, I'll put on your socks for you."

I can't really go downstairs in just my nightgown, the upper body is fine, nothing can be seen from the ordinary small body, and the bare legs and feet are unseemly.Choosing from left to right, Zhan Wen put on two pure white knee socks, the tight socks wrapped her delicate calves, and her feet were stuffed into fish cotton slippers with fat heads, Zhan Zhan nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay! That's it."

In fact, this pair of socks is also for toddlers—Sheffield hesitated to speak, thinking of the great sword of war weariness, and remembering that the ship's mother will not die or even be injured if she is hit hard on the back of the head, but she will feel her skull crack Despite the general pain, she still kept her mouth shut and didn't say anything.

Sheffield ran to wake the others up again. As the sky gradually brightened, the somewhat deserted castle gradually returned to life. He was tired of the war and washed up briefly, then walked all the way down the circular staircase.

The hall on the first floor is very wide, and the surrounding walls and shelves are dotted with many portraits and framed calligraphy and paintings. The largest portrait is Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth opposite the heavy brown double doors—Her Majesty is wearing pale gold Standing in front of a throne with a scepter in his hand, he looked majestic.

The brown double doors are printed with complicated patterns, and the smooth door panels and old door handles seem to be a little oily, and they seem to be engraved with some ancient history.War-weary pushed the door open and walked in, taking off his shoes at the door, his little feet wrapped in white silk stepped on the thick carpet without making a sound.

The fireplace inlaid on the wall is blazingly burning, illuminating the whole hall red and warm. On the recliner in front of the fireplace is a ship girl who is reading a book, and there are people busy beside the sofa. The complicated chandelier on the top of the hall emits shining brightly.

The ship girl on the recliner put down her book and said in surprise, "Good morning, war-weary, it's rare to see you get up so early."

"Good morning, Aurora, it's not that I thought of it so early, but I can't sleep anymore." Zhan Zhan sat on the sofa, and the comfortable and warm feeling suddenly made her drowsy again, "It's not good, give me a drink." The water suddenly became very sleepy."

A glass was handed over from the side, and Zhan Zhan took it with both hands, holding the glass with tons of tons.After drinking a glass of cold water, he finally regained his energy, and handed the glass back in exhaustion: "Newcastle, is it your turn to get up early to clean up the hall today?"

Packing up by the sofa and china table, it was another maid in the house, Newcastle.