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Now that it's the Admiral's pot, the rest of the matter is much easier.

At least there is a comradeship between the ship's mothers, isn't it? Compared with the admiral who can push the pot, it is obvious that the ship girls are much more tolerant.

After all, the mistake is no longer on the ship's mother, is it? There is no way to do it, everything is to blame on the reckless and unscrupulous admiral, so there is nothing wrong with the ship's mother, this idea is almost a consensus.

As for the deep sea work, you say? Clams, clams, don't take out things that don't have a score. It sounds like committing a second disease, and even if it is to get the Admiral out of his crime, he can't use such a problematic reason, right? I know with my ass that the deep sea is impossible to toss so much.

So a girl who looked like the deep sea but was actually the deep sea, scratched her face a little embarrassedly under the encouraging gaze of the three ship girls, and stood in front of the admiral with a dead face. I lowered my head and thought about myself. Although he had hinted to the Admiral many times that he wanted to help, it was clear that the Admiral, who was like a dead fish now, could not help.

Looking at the other ship girls who looked a little expectant, the deep sea girl thought about it, scratched her scalp, and showed a simple smile.

"Well, we're a newly built ship...... The name is ...... Huh? What's my name? ”

"I don't know what your name is, you can choose whatever you like."

"Ah, I used to see a beautiful one on the sea, what is it? That's right. My name is Yamato - no, my name is Unicorn? Forget it, call me glorious. Well, the Glory is ours, please ask the three seniors for more advice. ”

“……”

If you can't even afford a name, it's very difficult for us to pretend to be stupid.

The three of them, including the Enterprise, looked at the admiral who was sitting on the chair trembling with expressionless faces. And the Admiral, who didn't know what to say, could only look up at the ceiling and count the holes, pretending that he didn't know about it.

Although it is true that there are a lot of ships whose brains have been traumatized, so they can't remember who they are, but to be honest, in the poor mountains and bad waters of Guam, if you want to say that a mentally retarded person can come out of the machine and still live, the Enterprise and others are a hundred people who don't believe it.

So the result is obvious, it is the fault of the Admiral. It must have been this man who used some despicable and shameless means to conceal her ship type and name.

I don't know why, but it's definitely his fault. There is no second reason.

Looking at the contemptuous gazes of those ship girls. The Admiral wanted to say out loud that **** damn about my, but the deep sea was obviously more serious, so he could only look at the ceiling without saying a word, blowing a whistle that he didn't know where to go, and pretending not to know.

In the face of the admiral's dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, several ship girls can only cast contemptuous glances, and then look at the deep-sea girl with a confused face with concern, hoping that this girl's mouth can say something useful. At the very least, conclusive evidence must be found against the scumbag Admiral. The Enterprise secretly made up its mind. Vowed to expose the Viceroy's ugly face.

Therefore, in the context of many induction problems and the thinking environment of the donkey's lips not the horse's mouth. It's a hell of a thing that can get a good result.

"This new shipwive, are you an aircraft carrier? Or an aviation battleship? ”

"Huh? Strictly speaking, we should be a local fortress......"

"O land, a local fortress...... I've never heard of a genre like this......

Although it is said that it intends to come out on top, the dialogue has no intention of holding it out at all.

The Enterprise was the first to retreat with a question mark on her face, clutching her head and thinking about what kind of ship the local fortress was.

In the admiral's speechless gaze, the second IQ Cup challenger No. 110 came up with interest. Cautiously asked:

"By the way, that, Glory, junior, I want to ask you something. Now that you have said the name of the Yamato. You must have seen her in your memory, right? Her, what's wrong? ”

"Huh? I haven't seen a prototype ship, but I've seen a lot of ships of the same position. But the ending is pretty miserable, you can't blame me, right? The world of life or death is like this, if she doesn't die, I will die. ”

“…… Thank you for telling me about this. ”

Is there also a prototype ship and the Yamato ship in the same position?

The second shipwive, with a blank face, retreated, deeply mired in the question of whether she was a brain in a tank.

And under the Admiral's expression of pity, Miss Sacramento, the last IQ Cup challenger, leaned against the corner and pondered for a long time, looked at the heavy boots on the feet of 'Glorious', and raised her eyebrows in some surprise.

But instead of saying anything to the strange big boots, she tilted her head and turned in another direction to ask.

"Hmm~ I don't think a simple ship builder will know so many things, right?"

"I naturally know a lot. Because I'm smart! ”

"Really? Then I don't have a problem. ”

"Uh-huh! That's good! ”

you're retarded......

In the midst of the conversation where he didn't bother to count the slots, 'Glory' gave the Admiral a silly smile and gestured a V, as if to express his victory.

And looking at Sacramento, who showed a look of understanding, and then at the two ship girls who were holding their heads and racking their brains to think, the admiral slapped him in the face, and felt extremely desperate for the future of his town.

What can I do if my intelligence is lower than the other? The only one who seems to have a somewhat normal intelligence is a logistics manager, so doesn't that mean that his future is likely to be played with by these deep-sea fleets? Although this glory is a retard, she is not a fool in the north.

Blatantly sent it over, no one noticed anything abnormal, and when the town guard was running all over the deep sea later, they all thought it was normal, right?

This town guard eats dates and wants to give them to the deep sea......

"Alright, I'm done introducing myself, and I'm going to get down to business."

After a few seconds of silence in the average IQ of his fleet, the Admiral reached out and rubbed his face, trying to put on a serious expression, looking at the forced ship girls, ready to say his next plan. (To be continued.) )