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“…… Is it foggy? ”

Looking at the steaming gray desert next to the ship's side, the Musashi frowned. With an unhappy face, he lit a cigarette, took a deep breath on the humid sea, and then puffed out a thick puff of smoke. He threw the cigarette into the ocean.

As if in a nightmare, the cigarette butt flashed red and disappeared in the Musashi's glasses, and in the blink of an eye, it was swallowed up by the gray fog.

It's like a monster with a sense of self.

Looking at the dissipating brilliance, the Musashi sighed slightly.

Now, naturally, this ship is not a luxury ship that belongs exclusively to their town guards. The Peace, a large passenger ship simulated and restored using ancient human technology, is one of the special vessels of the Governor-General's House of New Zealand. In front and behind were a large number of New Zealand warden ships, forming a large fleet and gradually advancing towards the Tenkyo headquarters.

The deep-sea golems aren't stupid people who don't know how to dodge. For this kind of subspace vortex that hosts the elite of the Doge's Palace, those puppets will instinctively dodge it. Let these large fleets advance. Of course, deliberate interception by intelligent deep-sea is another matter.

But after so many years, the rules still exist. And there will be no intelligent deep sea to leave their hometown, rashly run to the hinterland of the human surveillance sea to find death.

It may have been possible, but it was a thing of the past.

"Alas......"

Look at the misty sea level. The Musashi sighed again.

"Still not used to this kind of weather?"

A gentle voice quietly sounded from behind her.

Even if he didn't turn his head, Musashi knew who was behind him.

"Ah, it's Yamato......"

Staring at the gray sea world, the Musashi whispered.

Her closest companion, the Yamato-type Ichiban ship, the Yamato. Although there seems to have been some kind of wonderful shift in spiritual consciousness lately. But the Musashi still regarded her as her closest person. A family closer than his own admiral.

"How could I possibly get used to this kind of weather. I'm afraid I'm not used to the sea fog in my life. It always reminds me of something that wasn't so good. ”

Looking at the sea full of gray mist, the Musashi smiled a little self-deprecatingly.

"Forget it, let's not bring up that unpleasant topic. It's not always a good feeling to be let go. Let's talk about something else. For example, what have you done about purifying your consciousness? Although I think it's futile for you to do that. ”

"Huh? Don't bully people like that, I'm moving forward for my dreams. ”

"Is that really the case? It's just a pipe dream, right? ”

Smiling wickedly at the friend behind her, the tall woman leaned against the railing, looking at the gray mist shrouded in gray mist with a leisurely expression, the expression on her face gradually softened.

"But I envy you, Yamato. I can't do this kind of thing in the face of weakness. ”

"I don't see the legend as directly as you do. I was just a little girl who was scared out of my heart back then. The Combined Fleet was engulfed by the waves of subspace in the blink of an eye, and in that gray mist, the Northern Deep Sea Flagship let me go. ”

Smirking self-deprecatingly, the Musashi pulled out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and lit it again. The breath of nicotine quickly filled her chest, and then dissipated into the air as a cloud of white smoke.

The Musashi's eyes behind the lenses looked blankly at the mist, as if returning to the battlefield ten years ago.

"I know exactly why she let me go. Because I didn't fire. He didn't even have the intention to attack, he just watched blankly as his predecessors rushed into the battlefield one after another. ”

"I even thought, is it better to die at that time? It was in the midst of this fog. The black waves are constantly rolling, so I think Yamato's actions are in vain. It's useless. There's no way we can fight that catastrophe. ”

"For a ship like ours, just honestly beat the side drum, right?"

"Really? I think it's that kind of thinking that makes us fail. ”

The girl with a single ponytail smiled and leaned affectionately against the railing beside her friend. Listening to the sound of the waves in the ocean, I looked at the gray mist with a leisurely face, and my face was full of anticipation.

"'We're definitely not going to be able to do that.' There's no way we can do that. ''Just leave these things to someone else.'' I think that's what keeps us going. The decision is in our hearts, not in who we are. ”

"Really? It's pretty to say. Where are the results? ”

With a puff of smoke, the Musashi shrugged and asked without hope.

"That's how we train anyway. Relying on the suzhì given by God, and then going to fight for faith, isn't this how they all come? How's your workout going this week? ”

"Well...... this"

The Yamato, who was beside him, scratched his sideburns a little shyly. With flushed cheeks, he twisted his head to the side.

"Should I say it's good or not, compared to when I first started, it's definitely improved, and it's a lot of progress. But compared to those people, it's still not good, it's too far behind. ”

"You're still stupid, right? I think so, I can't do what the fleet can easily do. However, I've made some progress, haven't I? I was able to fight back against at least two baseballs, but I couldn't fight back with more. Anyway, although it means that it doesn't hurt very much, it always jumps away subconsciously. ”

"Even with a baseball training machine, you can only set the dodge range to five centimeters away. No matter what you do, it's a little panicked, especially when there are more than three baseballs played together, and you know that some balls will definitely not be hit, but you still run away. But with a lot of training, I think it's okay, right? ”

“……”

Looking at the shy face of her close friend, the Musashi stared blankly at her more and more embarrassed face, and did not even notice that the cigarette on her mouth had fallen into the ocean.

The projection of the baseball machine, if she remembers correctly...... It's a triple tone. (To be continued!)

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