The gray-haired priestess kept smiling as if she was not affected by the gaze.

"I do not quite understand you."

The silver-haired young girl lowered her eyes, as if deliberately avoiding something.

"No, you understand. You just don't want to understand."

The grey-haired witch still smiled,

"I checked your information. In any case, it's too strange for a named ship to retire in the unknown Asaoka Town in such an unknown way. In particular, this title ship is still you, 'Deep Sea Hunter', or Say, 'White Witch'."

"Oh? Has the investigation reached this level?"

The silver-haired young girl got up, found two bottles of vodka, and handed one of them to the gray-haired witch

"Want some?"

"But it's disrespectful."

The gray-haired priestess took the vodka and drank it without changing her expression.

"Now, can we have a chat?"

"There's nothing to say."

The silver-haired young girl was not so forthright, and drank it in small sips.

"It just happens to be her."

"There is no just right. There is no just right in this world."

The gray-haired witch shook her head,

"Isn't this all a script written by someone?"

"Script? Who wrote it? At least I don't have the ability."

The silver-haired young girl also shook her head,

"Could it be God?"

"I see. Is the person who wrote the script a god?"

The gray-haired witch nodded,

"That's really a wicked god."

"that's all?"

The silver-haired young girl asked,

"if not?"

The gray-haired priestess smiled playfully,

"Your plan will never work. Do you think I'm going to say a doomed line that such a villain would say?"

"That's a pity."

The silver-haired young girl drank the remaining vodka.

"Yes, what a pity."

The gray-haired priestess stood up.

"Come on, senior."

——Ominato tutelary fort·Northern sea area——

"I always feel so boring poi."

The somewhat unmotivated blond secretary Kai stretched her waist.

At this moment, they are carrying out a special combat mission dispatched by the Governor's Mansion—Northern Rat Transport Operations in the sea area north of Ominato's tutelary mansion.

"Even with a seemingly incomprehensible operational code name, we are still just as Kii-senpai said, we are simply escorting the transport fleet, poi."

That's right, no matter how insane the Governor's Mansion is, it's impossible for a newly promoted D-level admiral to go to the front line immediately.

If this really happens, it can only be said that the situation is so dangerous that even the cat's hand has to be used.

Then it doesn't matter if it's D-level or other lower-level admirals.

After all, one step back is our home.

But now the situation is obviously not so dangerous.

Although it is a sudden black tide.

But the deep seas are not as aggressive as the Kuroshio before. Instead, they seem to be being chased by something and have no intention of fighting.

No, the deep sea is not afraid.

It should be said, what are they chasing?

We don't know what the target of the deep sea is. The only certainty is that the destination of this Kuroshio is in the north.

The northernmost point of the entire earth.

The Arctic covered in ice and snow.

Of course, the purpose of the deep sea really has nothing to do with Sangu Ayumi, a D-level plankton.

All she had to do was stay in the command room, chat with the education ships nearby who couldn't attack, and then comfort the ship girls who were complaining on the front line.

"Okay, okay, may I treat you to a big meal this time when I go back?"

Mitani Ayumi didn't mean to neglect his secretary ship at all.

After all, they are the ones who are exposed to the sun and rain on the front line, and I just say a few innocuous words in the back.

"Really? Really? Admiral-san, I want to eat the limited edition vanilla ice cream from Mamiya!"

Hearing Ayumi Mitani's words, the blonde secretary ship immediately revealed her long-coveted goal.

"Um, isn't that a bit expensive...Forget it, as long as you are happy!"

"It's great, Admiral-san, I like poi the most!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Thank you so much for the limited edition vanilla ice cream, your price is one of my favorites.

Sangu Bumeng means no fluctuations.

Girls are like this, casually say they like it.

Just like a gentle girl.

They are gentle to everyone, but people misunderstand that they are only gentle to themselves.

Then get carried away with complacency.

In the end, both were injured.

So, don't take what girls say casually too seriously.

"Damn it, you made a foul, how could you take the opportunity to confess your love to Admiral!"

The big mackerel that was under water floated up and pointed at the blond secretary ship with a flushed face.

"You are sneaking away!"

"What the ship's mother did to the admiral! Can it be called stealing?"

The blond secretary ship immediately refuted the big mackerel's accusation,

"That's not called stealing. We are a family to begin with, so no matter what we use, we still take it. Besides, don't you know that the secretary ship is the admiral's internal engagement ship? It's very normal for the secretary ship to like the admiral!"

"You, Bichi, shameless!"

The blond loli was furious.

"You, mistress, you useless poi."

The blond secretary ship waved her hand disapprovingly.

"Well, senior, now we are in combat anyway, should we pay attention to the influence?"

The third blond--Enterprise, who couldn't stand it anymore, stood up.

"Shut up, what we're discussing now is an important matter for the future development of Chaogang Tutorial Mansion."

The blond secretary said.

"Shut up, you European monster. You are not welcome in our blonde team."

The blond loli said.

"..."

Businesses fail.

"Sister, sister, the seniors seem to be doing very interesting things 0v0."

Said the blue-haired Jianniang, chewing on the leeks she brought from the kitchen of the Daminato tutelary mansion yesterday.

"Swallow it down for me before you talk."

Aoba said helplessly,

"Also, the sisters are just an expedient measure to cover up to the outside world. Don't get too involved in the show, okay?"

"Sister sister QAQ."

Quincy stopped chewing leeks when he heard this.

"Whatever you like."

Aoba turned her head, not intending to correct her anymore.

"Admiral, it's not good to favor one over another. The conversation you just had with the secretary ship is our public radio station."

The gray-haired priestess said with a smile.

"Nani!? Then, everyone has Mamiya's special vanilla ice cream?"

"Thank you admiral, I like it the most."

"Ahhhh, you sneaky cat! Why did you confess your love while I was not paying attention. Admiral, Big Mackerel also likes you very much, more than everyone's likes put together."

ps: There will be a battle soon.

ps2: I always feel that if I write like this, the gray-haired witch will have the last laugh.Shouldn't it be poi?

ps3: The next chapter will be at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning.The next period of time will be updated at this time.

Admiral-san, good morning~

Volume 47: Chapter 44 [-]. I have wine, do you have a story poi

"Speaking of which, admiral, why did you become an admiral?"

In the command room, the silver-haired girl asked.

"Hey, why so suddenly?"

Ayumi Sangu scratched his head.

"It's too quiet, so find a topic?"

The silver-haired young girl tilted her head,

"Can't you tell me?"

"It's not something that can't be said."

Sangu Ayumi shook his head,

"Have I ever told you that I'm actually an orphan?"

"This is the first time I've heard of it."

The silver-haired young girl thought about it carefully before shaking her head.

"Do you want to start from here?"

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