"Actually, if you think about it, how long has it been since I came to see you?"

Compared to the heat of Minato Port in June and July, Tokyo is now very refreshing, and it is probably the cool season, and even the maple leaves are beginning to disguise themselves, adding a red color to the sunset.

And standing here is a girl named Dafeng, who is actually a girl who is Shui Xiyanye, and she is facing a tombstone that has been around for some time.

Although she knew very well that the bottom of the tombstone was just a relic of her adoptive father.

The real adoptive father has probably become a nutrient in the sea, or he has completely disappeared from this world with Yang Yan.

Before, she didn't like those pretense concerns, and she didn't like to do things like to sweep graves or do anything like that.

Because it doesn't have much real sense for her, and it doesn't make much sense.

And this time it seems a little different.

"It's been a long time since I've told you, Father, what should I say......?"

The breeze blew, and the red leaves on the trees seemed to be overwhelmed and fell gently, and some of the green red leaves were not yet red, and they fell near the tombstone.

"PROBABLY, MAYBE I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY, LET'S TALK ABOUT THE LATEST SITUATION, AS YOU CAN SEE, I'M ALSO AN EXCELLENT KANMUS, ISN'T IT A LITTLE BIT MORE POWERFUL, SISTER YANG YAN WILL ALSO BE VERY HAPPY."

Even if I don't want to, my expression must have become depressed.

People always think that they are strong, but in fact, when they really calm down, they will always feel some sadness that they don't usually feel.

"Recently, my work has finally become a lot easier, at least I can hand over most of the work to the admiral to deal with, and I can be regarded as having hands to do some of my own things, and the weather is getting colder and colder.

As if complaining, Dafeng looked at the clothes on his body, especially the open part near his side chest and armpits.

It's not a problem in summer and spring, but it's time to really want to patch the outfit a few times.

"The partners in the fleet are also quite reliable, everyone is very good comrades-in-arms, and the children of the Sixth Destroyer Team are really cute, especially Electricity, I want a child like that if I can, it's so cute,"

However, as if thinking of the future, Dafeng suddenly stopped talking.

The reason is very simple, because if you really have a child, who will inherit the child's height? If it were a father, he would definitely surpass him, right?

"Well...... Let's not talk about this for now, and then let's talk about Miss Kong's handmade biscuits, there is always an indescribable taste, probably kind? Speaking of which, when I was in Maizuru, Miss Kongo was the first to find me, probably, maybe one of my closest friends? But it's quite worrying that he has disappeared with the Admiral for so long. ”

Slowly squatting down, Dafeng rubbed his hands against the cold surface of the tombstone, as if his adoptive father was in front of him, perhaps caressing the broad back.

"Admiral...... He's also a nice guy, although he doesn't have any outstanding features...... If so, does that green hair count? ”

Dafeng thought for a moment, and then continued.

"I don't think there are many mysteries, but people who honestly say that they are from another world really think that this guy's brain is burned out, but it doesn't seem like a lie, and Miss King Kong also explained it...... The skills are probably not bad, the consciousness is very good, I have seen it in Maizuru, but I can see that the body is relatively sluggish, is it because of the lack of exercise? Maybe it's time to urge the Admiral to exercise in the future, how can you command the fleet to fight without a healthy body? ”

As if he had opened a closed chatterbox, Dafeng said to the tombstone, as if he could feel the thoughts conveyed from the heavens.

"Sometimes it's pretty brainless...... That kind of ...... That kind of thing, the first kiss or something, I really don't care...... But it's still infuriating......"

Probably feeling a little cold, Dafeng stood up and shrunk slightly, and the sky was slowly darkening.

"I'm sorry, but the final appointment letter and other things have been delayed for a while, and I'm already going to ask King Kong to go back to the hotel first."

Locatel walked into the cemetery wearing a white half-shoulder cloak, and although the voice was not loud, Dafeng heard it very clearly and saw it very clearly.

The white half-shoulder cloak was fluttering with the breeze, although it didn't match the overall atmosphere of Locat, but Dafeng knew very well that this was proof of the reinstatement of the Locat.

"Didn't you even think about changing your clothes and visiting the grave?"

Lokat approached, first saluted respectfully to the tombstone, then turned his head and looked at Dafeng, who was nearly a head shorter than him.

"I thought some admirals should be able to do it faster, so I didn't plan to do it."

Dafeng said, squinting at Lokat with his hands on his chest, and seemed to be quite dissatisfied with this.

"Blame me?"

Locat's innocent spread his hands, quite like the actions of a middle-aged gentleman in a red gentleman's dress in an old-time animation, which made Dafeng accidentally laugh.

However, Lokat was quick to move, and took advantage of this time to carry the white half-shoulder cloak on Dafeng's body.

"It's not far to the hotel, but the road will feel a little cold."

Locatt said, fiddling with his navy hat.

"You're not afraid I'll throw this out?"

Dafeng pointed to the white half-shoulder cloak on his shoulder, although it was very light, the effect of keeping out the cold did not play a big role.

"Speaking of which, it's a good choice to just buy two sweet potatoes or sea bream or something hot on the way to warm your hands."

As if on his own, Lockat said as he began to walk.

"Hey, what a temper, so my father...... Maybe when we meet again, it's time for the war to end, right......? ”

Finally, with a respectful salute, Dafeng hurried to Locat's side.

"How's it going, today's service?"

The fiery red maple leaves shine brightly in the illuminated streets of Tokyo, and even at night they do not give up their most conspicuous costumes.

"Not bad."

Father, please support me in the sky, and if you can, you might as well help support this unreliable admiral around me.

PS: So it's the start of the second heroine's line _(:з"∠)_,It's overdone.,I'll continue to work hard next.,By the way,The recent update may also be more tangled.,School and company are busy.。

PSO2297505404, the admiral is invited.