The first rays of red light pierced the dark sky, and the crimson daylight heralded the dawn.

"How's the ship's refurbishment?" As he spoke, Locat's cup was filled with hot black tea, which was perfect for Locat, who had received a proper rest.

King Kong, who walked into the executive office following the scent of black tea, came to the table in the executive office while directing the hull model to repair the ship's hull, picked up the teacup, took the teapot from Locat's hand without hesitation, and poured hot tea into his cup.

Even if the morning time is silent, it reveals a leisurely comfort.

"Everything is going well, we can leave at any time when Hibiki-chan is done resting."

While sipping the first cup of tea in the morning, King Kong, blinking like a kitten that had just woken up, answered Locat's question.

"I see, when Hibiki's rest is over, we continue to set sail, what is the condition on the sea?"

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Locatt looked out from the window of the deacon's office, although it was only a little, but it could be seen through the porthole of the ship, which was gradually dyed red by the morning sun, and then painted with golden water, and the wind and waves were not large, it was a good weather for traveling.

"The radar doesn't react, and there shouldn't be any enemy ships in sight, so there shouldn't be too many problems on the normal course, unless our luck is really not good, the black tea brewed by the Admiral today is also very delicious, and I feel that the power is pouring out?"

King Kong made a toned pose as if he was deliberately showing, but unfortunately he wouldn't be like a sailor who ate spinach.

"Probably about the same, Admiral, let's go to the bridge."

King Kong moved his shoulders and neck vigorously, and walked in front of Locat, confident, proud, and full of vitality all the time, like the sun that had just risen.

"Well, let's go."

Locatt didn't say much, but followed behind King Kong and slowly lowered his way to the bridge.

"Also, I have a proposal for today, Admiral."

King Kong turned his head as he walked, his fists clenched.

"Leave it to me for today's lunch!"

Of course, according to the lunch rotation system, it is indeed King Kong's duty today.

"Then I might as well look forward to it."

Arriving at the bridge, Locat, as he spoke, sat down in his seat and connected to the communication.

"Hibiki, how's the rest going?"

There was only a faint voice from the other end of the horn, as if he had just woken up.

"Commander, wait a minute, ......"

Communication was temporarily cut off, and Lokat and King Kong had to smile at each other and wait quietly.

"I'm sorry, Commander, for keeping you waiting."

The voice coming from the other end of the communication seemed to be a little faint, probably feeling some shame.

"It doesn't matter, as long as there is no problem with the mental state, it's okay, it's time to go, the fleet is set sail, the target is Ominato, let's use the cruising speed to move on"

Rockat said as he banged on his chair.

"If every day is so peaceful, it will be a happy thing, and of course there will be a daily tea party with the Admiral."

The smiling King Kong said as he directed the ship's hull to start moving.

From time to time, dolphins chased the ships, as if to steer Locat's fleet.

"King Kong, nautical charts."

Lokat stretched out his palm and looked in the direction of King Kong, of course, King Kong was naturally not ambiguous, took out the chart placed on the side, and handed it to Locat.

"At this rate, it may not take half a day to reach the inner sea of Ōminato, and it doesn't look bad...... Why did it slow down? Don't you want to get to the port quickly, King Kong? ”

Feeling the slowing down of the ship's hull, Lokat looked at King Kong suspiciously.

"The Admiral promised me to taste my handiwork, what if I arrived in Hong Kong early......

In response, Lokat could only smile.

"It's okay, even if I arrive in Hong Kong, I'll taste your craftsmanship carefully, so let's move according to the original cruising speed."

As the saying goes, if you don't die, you won't die.

Coming from another world, Lockat had no idea how romantic and poetic British cuisine could be.

"The radar spotted the ship's shadow, according to the identification signal...... It was our light cruiser, Yubari です, communication, and was connected. ”

King Kong reported as he began to connect the communication.

"This is the Ominato garrison port, light cruiser Yubari, please reply."

Lokat took the communication device and began to answer.

"This is the commander of the third super-fleet of the Hirohiko fleet, Locate Prada, and the flagship King Kong and the frigate Hibiki, who have come to serve as the garrison port of Ominato according to the instructions of the letter of recommendation."

After the confirmation, the answer from the other party was also confirmed.

"Understood, welcome, Admiral Locat, from now on it will be up to me to guide you into the harbor."

In any case, this is one of the most reliable and trustworthy voices that Locat's world has heard when he comes here.

"Then please."

Turning off the communications, Locatt simply stood up from his chair on the bridge.

"I'll leave the rest of the work to Yubari Guide, King Kong, go prepare lunch, I hope you can do something hearty."

Because it is so important, it is necessary to say again that people do not die when they die.

"Got it! Let the Admiral be fascinated by my cooking methods! ”

It seems that King Kong, who is quite confident in himself, makes Lokat feel some over-inflated anticipation.

"Then that's it~ Admiral, you must look forward to it."

King Kong, who had lifted the hull model, happily ran to the kitchen and began to prepare various ingredients and spices.

Of course, both the knife technique and the various techniques are first-class.

At least it looks like it's first-class.

By noon, the ship had docked in the port of Ominato, and Lockat had arrived at the dining room, which had been used for nearly 1,000 people, but now had space for two people.

"So, let's taste my confident creations! Admiral! ”

Served on the table was a pot of mourning dark matter-like objects.

Locate couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and swallowed his saliva.

"Looks aren't necessarily a criterion to be judged, so I'm moving, King Kong."

Under King Kong's loving gaze (although in Locat's eyes it was a look of pressure

Locatel put the food in his mouth and began to chew.

The result, of course, fell as a matter of course.

Let us once again remember this bitter lesson: no one dies unless he dies.