The innocent maid's brain froze after hearing too many forbidden words and she let go. Dafeng, who regained her freedom, ran at the speed of light like a superhero.
She leaped up to the second floor in two steps, instantly locked onto her position, ignored the onlookers, reached out to tear off her pants, and squeezed into the room of the Siren ship above the heads of the few people watching the excitement at the door.
"Commander!!!" Tai Feng got up from the ground and showed off her brilliance, "Add me... What are you doing?"
The little conductor who was watching the show in the corner glanced at the shredded pants in Dafeng's hand, and then looked at the Purifier who was hung up by Octopus Mother and spanked with his mouth covered.
Su Xin: "Um... I'm watching Pacific Rim."
The observer element noticed: "...You said I'm a monster? Come here!"
Taiho: "The Commander and I are of the same mind! Let's--"
Amagi: "Hmm? Big bluefish? You're here too."
Da Feng: "Huh?! Save me, save me!!!"
Yixian: "Okay, stop making trouble, Observer. Your arm is just numb from being pressed. It will be fine in a while. Come down and eat after cleaning up."
Rafi: “…That’s it.”
Tiancheng: "Haha... you with thick eyebrows and big eyes, what are you thinking about?"
Rafi: "...Rafi is obviously the worst."
Dido, who had hurriedly called the head maid, finally arrived, but the chaos had already been resolved, the farce was over, and several people were sorting out their clothes and preparing to go downstairs.
When Dido saw the mess in the room, she was panicked but relieved at the same time. At least the forbidden scenes that Dafeng mentioned did not happen.
Bei Fa Ze went out and found a broom and dustpan, swept up the pieces of cloth belonging to Da Feng on the ground, turned around and left, "Burn it."
Taiho: "Don't! I picked it specially. At least let the commander take a look!!!"
Su Xin: "Who wants to see it?!"
Chapter 891 The Eve of the Event
Go out and hang out in the morning and evening, get along well with the strange ship girls, and deal with Ono An of unknown origin.
It must be said that Su Xin's life these days has been too regular.
However, thanks to the preparations made in the early stages, at least for now, the situation for the summer events in Hong Kong is extremely optimistic, and it can be said to be a great start.
The situation in the nearby waters has been explored clearly. The ship girls in the port area know which places have islands and which places are suitable for large-scale aircraft carrier raiding.
Ming Miao's branch was opened in a small fishing village, selling food, drinks, equipment, skirts, pants, sandals and everything else.
At the suggestion of the wandering ship girls, she even picked an empty house near the sea to serve as a store, so that the ship girls who returned from the mission with full pockets could spend money.
The store location selection not only takes into account consumers' eagerness to contribute to GDP, but also avoids the ship girls running back and forth between their homes and stores.
It's rare to see businesses that care so much about consumers in this way. Their actions are touching. She really made me cry.
As the owner of the grocery store, Shiranui had to replace the cannon under her buttocks because the store was too small and did not need her help. She switched to become a destroyer and did her job.
It is worth mentioning that Zeppelin, who had previously restored his original appearance, chose to use props to reduce his age this time, turning back into a soft, small and harmless appearance.
According to her... it's because the tablet runs fast and is efficient
However, after the other party tiptoed and kissed the distracted commander, everyone stopped believing this reason. A certain Master Sese even said:
"This girl is definitely enjoying this forbidden pleasure! Damn it... I haven't even tried anything decent yet, but she's already blazing a new trail. This is unforgivable!"
Little Qi Peilin did not comment on this statement, but Ruyue was very happy. She was like a best friend who had not seen each other for a long time, and she stayed with him for several days.
Obviously, this friendship is quite affected by body shape. After all, facing a big sister with a plump figure and a cold expression, it is difficult for ordinary people to invite her to play house.
However, the relaxing days will only last for a few days. Everyone in the port area understands that they must show results this time.
Therefore, it became inevitable to hold a banquet the day before the event.
This is not only to thank the strange ship girls for putting things at the door every few days, but also to allow the ship girls in the port area to relax for the last time and focus on the subsequent monster-killing business.
The preparation for the banquet was very complicated. The ingredients that needed to be processed alone were enough to keep Ning Hai and the others busy for the entire morning.
Fortunately, there are quite a few ship girls who can act as helpers in the kitchen. As long as the Royal Ship Girls are not allowed to take the pot, nothing will happen.
As for selecting, cleaning and processing ingredients, it is a piece of cake for them.
"Well... Sister Ninghai, is this okay?" Little Cheshire held a piece of potato.
"Let me see... Hmm, it's OK, but do you need to peel the potatoes? You can't put them directly into the pot if you just wash them. 0, here's the peeler, watch your hands, okay?"
"Good~"
As she spoke, she picked up a palm-sized paring knife and started to peel the vegetables. She looked very professional, which made Ning Hai, who was wearing an apron, feel relieved and turned to look elsewhere.
Kaohsiung was seen holding a kitchen knife, standing straight in front of the chopping board, motionless, as if he was asleep.
Ning Hai didn't quite understand. Just when he was thinking about whether he should give the other party a different job, he saw the heavy cruiser with excellent swordsmanship suddenly attack Niu Rou with dazzling moves.
After just a few seconds, the originally whole piece of beef was divided into countless knuckle-sized pieces.
Including the chopping board.
"Sister, are you... planning a prank? The one who eats the wood will be unlucky." Atago teased while washing vegetables.
Kaohsiung shook his head helplessly, "It seems that my practice is not enough, and my swordsmanship needs to be improved.
"I think it's okay." Atago chuckled and comforted, then raised her hand and pointed to the opposite side, "0, do you see that table?"
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"That was the third one I helped Izumo assemble."
"........."
Atago fished out the vegetables, shook off the water, and put them in the basket. "So, sister, you're pretty good. At least the only thing that was broken was the cutting board, right?"
Kaohsiung: "...I don't think it's a compliment. Also...why didn't she use a kitchen knife? If she used a large sword to chop the chicken, it would be strange if the table didn't break...?"
"Who knows." Atago took new vegetables and continued to wash them. "Maybe he drank too much?"
"Um... Izumo? Do we really have to use this? If it breaks again, there won't be enough tables... right?"
"You don't understand, Ibuki." Izumo stood with a sword in his hand, his expression solemn. The large sword, which was nearly as tall as a person, looked oppressive no matter how he looked at it. "This is a kind of practice."
Ibuki, who was helping pass the whole chicken, was panicking. "Practice? But don't they usually use wooden stakes...?"
"That's not entirely true. Splitting a wooden stake only proves that my sword is sharp enough. But a good swordsman's sword should be both hard and soft."
"Eh? Is this the purpose of some school...?"
Izumo concentrated and calmed down. He shouted softly and swung his knife down, cutting the whole chicken on the chopping board and the wooden table in half. Then he shook his head in disappointment, "Ah... I don't know either. I just think what Nagashima said makes sense."
Ibuki picked up the chicken on the ground and prepared to wash it again. Hearing this, he felt a little curious, "What did she... say?"
"She said that a legendary swordsman had mastered this skill early on. He could split hard stones with ease and chop green leaves without damaging them at all."
"...who?"
"Hmm...I think his name is So... Soro?"
"Even if you are in a high position and a powerful leader, you sometimes need to satisfy the rude requests of your servants." Yingyong, wearing the crown, sighed and wiped the tomatoes with a handkerchief.
War-Yan, who was standing next to him, seemed to have gotten used to it. He was busy breaking the lentils into pieces to prevent the tough and old fibers at the edges from affecting the taste.
Although her strength as a sharpshooter could not be fully utilized, but since they were preparing for a banquet, how could she have the opportunity to fire?
"Sure enough, a simple and ordinary life is the real thing." War-weary shook his head and continued to crack lentils.
Guangrong took a carrot and was washing it. As he was washing, he found some burrs on the plastic bucket in front of him that he used to hold water. When Yanzhan looked over, he had been staring at the burrs and picking them out for a long time.
"...Glorious, are you washing?"
"Hmm? Washing? Yes... Come to think of it, I was washing radishes..."
War-weary sighed, "Why don't you go help Cheshire? She's almost peeling the potatoes into French fries. It's not easy for the two of you to be distracted when you work together."
"Okay, okay." Guangrong dropped the carrot and ran to find Maomao.
Seeing this, Yingyong, who was wiping the tomato, shook his head helplessly, "Really, how could there be such careless people under my command? As expected, leadership work should not be left to the servants."
War-weary didn't listen. In her opinion, this was a typical symptom of Chuunibyou. However, a princess from the next camp heard it and immediately raised her voice to refute:
"I was wondering who it was, isn't this the Royal Third Order's Heroic?"
"Who? Who is talking about me?" Yingyong looked for someone with a frown, and finally met the eyes of Germany who was holding something in his hand, "Are you insulting the dignity of the royal family?!"
"Hahaha, that's right, but I have no interest in insulting you. What I said is the truth. Even if Elizabeth is not here, your royal family should be responsible for being tired of war, right? Is it your turn?"
He was so brave, "You! You, you, you... How dare you talk to me like that? Obviously, the servants always respect me very much!"
Germany also jumped up and down, "Did you call the squire? She's my servant! Only I have the right to say bad things about her, you? Take the tomato off your head and wipe it first!"
"That's my crown! It's not a tomato!"
"Take a look at it yourself. Does it look like the thing in your hand? It's almost there, right?"
Little Swan, who had brought drinks from a distance, paused when he saw this, then turned and came to Spey, "Um, um... is this really okay...?"
"Hmm? It's okay, my sister... is always like this..."
"Oh...what are you doing? I want to help too."
Spey spread out his hands and showed the not-so-round meatballs in his palms, "Well... making fish balls, maybe because they think my hands are too big...? It's quite difficult."
Little Swan, a veteran foodie, gave advice, "Grab a ball, yes, and then squeeze it out from the base of your thumb, that is, this place, and it should be round."
"...It's really possible, Little Swan, you know a lot."
"Drink... Hehe... I just often watch the videos in the food section, but I can't make it." Little Swan smiled shyly, then took out a drink and put a straw in it. "Have a drink? Did the commander ask me to bring it?"
Heroic & German: "What did you say?! Who?!"
Little Swan was startled. "Uh, Commander... She asked me to bring you some drinks, saying she couldn't leave for the time being. Thank you for your hard work..."
Heroic: "Huh? Then shouldn't you give it to me? This is a symbol of my servant's submission to majesty!"
Germany: "What are you talking about, Tomato? That was given to me and Spey by the servant. Didn't you see she brought it directly to my sister?"
Heroic: "I'll say it again, that's a crown! Not a tomato! And you, aren't you a citizen of the royal family? Why are you standing on the side of Iron Blood?!"
Germany: "This is enough to prove your failure. First there was Hood and then there was Little Swan. As expected, the Iron Bloods are the most harmonious big family in the port area!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ron, who was not far away, slashed at the chopping board and forced the lunch box to the still struggling fish, causing Changdao, who was not far away, to exclaim: "Senior? No——!"
"What are you yelling about?"
Hood scolded him lightly, lowered his eyes and continued to cut onions. While cutting, he suddenly asked Bismarck beside him, "Am I on your side?"
"...Hmm? What do you mean?" The Iron-Blooded Leader didn't quite understand.
"What Germany said just now, I am now on the Iron and Blood side? Prime Minister...what do you think?"
Although the tone was gentle and soothing, Bismarck, who was serious and rigorous by nature, relied on his understanding of his girlfriend and could hear a hint of death in it.
She thought for a moment and gave an answer, "It doesn't matter whether you stand or not, as long as we like each other."
"Hmph... barely passable."
"Pass what? Wait, are you...crying?"
Hood raised his eyebrows with red eyes. He was about to explain, but suddenly he felt like playing. He moved closer and raised his hand to wipe Bismarck's cheek. "Well, there is dirt. Um... okay."
"Is that so? Thank you... Uh, it hurts my eyes..."
Hood laughed, "Now, you are crying too."
"Higher, um... a little higher."
"How about this? Hold on tight, my child. Don't fall down."
"I know, this is already very stable. Besides, even if I fall, you will catch me, right?"
These words greatly pleased Frederick the Great, who was acting as a human ladder, and made her tighten her grip on her ankles a little and press her legs toward her chest.
Su Xin, who was sitting on her shoulders, was stretching her thighs and buttocks, and sticking the four big cardboard words "Buffet Dining" on the roof.
It's true that with Frederick the Great's height, he was more than enough to serve as a human ladder in front of this hut which was generally only one story high.
Although there was another person over two meters tall in the port, he only had fox ears on his head, which were soft and difficult to grasp, and not as reassuring as the emperor's hard horns.
You just have to be a little careful when doing the movements, and try to keep your lower abdomen close to the back of your head so that your upper body can stand up to avoid being stabbed in the stomach by the tip.
It was impossible to be stabbed through like in horror movies. After all, Su Xin's physical strength was there, and Frederick took care of his horns every day, grinding them into some curves like trimming his nails.
