Journey with the Ship Girl

Chapter 64 Whose hawk calls the hawk?

Belfast is as hardworking as ever. It can be said that it is the busiest ship girl in the port area. Of course, there are lazy guys who don't even want to clean their own rooms, let alone cleaning.

That's right, it's Long Island.

But no matter how lazy you are, you can’t wear clothes all the time. Even if the mother-in-law can’t sweat, the clothes will still be dirty, and the sheets and quilts must always be changed. No one cares about being lazy. If you upgrade from being lazy to being sloppy, you must accept it. critical.

After lunch, it was rare for Nagashima not to catch up on sleep, and sighed and walked into his little den—it was a real den, and it was troublesome not to lay the carpet, because the carpet was dirty and had to be washed again.

The corners of the room are hardly covered, and they have already been covered with a thin layer of dust. Rather, except for the triangular distance between the bed, refrigerator, and desk, the rest of the floor will not be completely covered with dust. Someone is moving.

The clothes basket is full of used clothes, and the extras are piled on the chair. Although he likes to squat in the room and never go out, Changdao still loves to be clean. He has to take a shower and change clothes almost every day, and the clothes he changed are too lazy to wash. , so they all pile up.

As a result, she also developed a unique living habit: as long as she opened the closet every time she got up and found it was empty, Long Island would realize that it was time to tidy up the room.

Other details can be ignored, the refrigerator is always full of fat house happy water, and there are piles of snacks on the table.

Potato chips and French fries are my favorite, and it’s hard to eat them in bags. I like to pile them all on the plate and take them casually.

Half of the double bed was filled with all kinds of scattered items, half of a box of chocolate bars left after unsealing, comic books and magazines buckled up, a dark blue canvas bag, two ballpoint pens, A spray that I don't know what to do, an unpacked package of jelly.It is obviously a double bed, so I can only sleep in a regular manner, and it is difficult to turn over.

However, despite the chaos in the room, there is a thick and brand new bookshelf standing by the wall, with pear-colored wooden strips inlaid with glass edges, and the smooth glass can reflect people's shadows.

Half of the bookshelves are filled with neat comics and novels, judging from the spine, those are carefully classified according to type; One of her few hobbies.

Chang Dao walked into the room wearing slippers, and first checked his collection cabinet carefully, and confirmed that there was no trace of dust on it, then nodded with satisfaction: now the room is half cleaned up.

Glancing at the bed and tabletop, that is the personality of a house girl, no problem.Tuck all the trash on the ground into the trash bag, as if it needs to be mopped?Not a big problem.Well, only the clothes need to be washed.

Putting the garbage outside the room, Nagashima ran to the laundry room with the covered clothes basket in his arms.Some shipmates have their own washing machines in their rooms, and some will go to the laundry room if they think it takes up space. There is a laundry room on each floor in the dormitory.

As expected, no, I just bumped into the head maid.Belfast was bending over to fish clothes out of a washing machine, Long Island glanced casually, uh, men's underwear.

The washing machine stopped working, and there was no roaring sound long ago, and plastic slippers from Long Island slapped on the ground.Belfast looked over subconsciously. The basket of clothes made her face tense for a moment, and then she returned to normal, nodded and said, "Miss Long Island, it's rare to see you here."

"No, don't we often meet in the laundry room?"

Belfast continued to nod: "Yes, every five to eight days, you will send the clothes here, every time at this time, what a coincidence."

"Uh, ah, yes, what a coincidence."

"There's nothing to be shy about, everyone knows the hours at work. Also, you never use the laundry, you just throw everything in a washing machine."

Chang Dao whistled a little guiltyly: "Yes, what does it matter, anyway, they are all casual clothes."

Belfast looked at the basket of clothes again, and his face tensed again. For the hardworking headmaid, the big lump was really unbearable: "...Okay, please allow me to come down to help. At least tomorrow How about collecting your own clothes?"

Chang Dao said quickly, "Hey, no problem, of course I have to collect my clothes myself."

Thinking about the scene where the other party went back with a pile of clothes in their arms, Belfast hesitated to speak, and finally took a breath: "Forget it, please stay at the door tomorrow morning, and help you collect the clothes."

Nagashima clapped his hands together, bowed his head solemnly and bowed his head: "Thank you, it was a great help! Treat you to a chocolate chip cookie cake tonight!"

"That's probably baked by me myself... Forget it, it would be nice to have this kind of heart, thank you."

As expected of the head maid, always calm and unhurried, Nagashima ran out contentedly, planning to give her something tonight.Otherwise, why don't you give me a model boat?

The biggest problem was solved, and she went out to throw out the trash, and Chang Dao came back contentedly to take a nap, but when she returned to the room, she found a little black-haired dwarf squatting on her chair, that was a few days ago Cassin just came back.

It's not that there are no home girls in the port area, and Long Island bears the brunt of it. The vicious one also likes to stay in the room and not go out, but they can't play together, and they are not their own people for the time being, so there is no way to fully confide in them.

There is no problem with Ka Xin, Ka Xin is a loyal house girl.

After Nagashima returned to the room, he couldn't wait to take off his last set of clean clothes, and then put on a loose long sleeve.Loose tops, looming chubby legs, and beautiful long legs, this is the battle uniform of house girls.

Ka Xin glanced at her silently, and had to admit that your legs are still longer.She considers herself to be a qualified house girl, and half of the reason she recognizes Chang Dao as her senior is because of those long legs——

As we all know, a creature like an otaku needs to rely on cuteness to survive, and the fighting power of those long legs alone is at least [-]% higher than that of a poor-breasted loli.

Chang Dao lay comfortably on the bed, picked up a magazine and opened it, and asked casually, "Why didn't you go out today? I remember that the commander and Pennsylvania are planning to go back and bring over the things from the house in Lighthouse City." Some, you are together."

Ka Xin retorted and asked: "Then why didn't you go out? I remember you swore last night that you must go out for activities today, tidy up the room carefully, eat and sleep on time, exercise with everyone, don't waste any time, and then become cash."

"It's ridiculous. The me who hates wasting time is already the old me. The focus should be on the present, and it's better to take a nap."

"Well, anyway, even if I go back, there will be no one to say hello, home girl, where can I have any friends?"

"……Ugh."

"……Ugh."

Chang Dao threw away the magazine and wanted to go to bed. Ka Xin sat on the chair and read the manga, and said casually, "Speaking of which, it seems that a ship girl has returned. Do we need to go out and take a look?"

Chang Dao lazily said: "No need, they are all former companions. If there is anything interesting, just say hello when we see you later."

Ka Xin nodded, remembering.

"By the way, who's back?"

"I didn't see it, but when I came over just now, I saw Reaper, Kitty Eagle and Sand Sculpture No. [-] thumping and rolling outside together."

"Well, that owl belongs to Bunker Hill. Does Bunker Hill know it? It's the one who always stands on the pier with a murderous look on his face...wait a minute," Chang Dao suddenly opened his eyes and looked over, asking in surprise Said, "Sand Sculpture No. [-]? Isn't it No. [-]?"

Ka Xin was a little puzzled: "What number three, where did number three come from? Isn't there only Gao Leng Xiaoying, Sand Sculpture Reaper, and Sand Sculpture No. [-] in the port area?"

"Hey, you mean the hawk from Dumplings? Is Essex back?"

"Yes, otherwise."