(The tenth more, I don't owe it anymore!) ）

Seven o'clock the next morning. In front of the Admiral's office

Dressed in a slightly crumpled garment, the Admiral leaned against the solid wooden door and let out a long yawn.

Because the shelling was at six o'clock, almost like a wake-up call, the Admiral was awakened almost instantly by the dull sound of the shelling.

But wake up to wake up, sleepiness to sleepiness. No matter how you woke up from the shelling, you should be sleepy or sleepy. What's more, the Admiral didn't sleep very well at night, and even after an hour of adjustment, he couldn't help but yawn.

'I always feel like someone is staring at me......

Recalling the inexplicable feeling of not sleeping well, the Admiral shook his body a little strangely.

Could it be because there's something unclean in Guam? I heard that the ancient people who died here were indeed very unwilling, so it's not surprising that there are any unjust souls, right?

…… Why don't you just find a mage or find a time to pray for yourself? Otherwise, if you are possessed by something unclean, it will be more than worth the loss, right? There shouldn't be anything unscientific, right?

The Admiral's mind swirled with all sorts of jumbled thoughts, and he yawned once more against the doorframe. He rubbed his hands and face, hoping that the cold morning air would sober him up a little. So that you can get into the next work quickly.

"Good morning, Admiral~"

"Ah, good morning 110th......"

Sleep okay, right?

Looking at the ship's mother walking over with something on the other side of the corridor, the admiral said hello listlessly.

However, such a listless appearance caused some dissatisfaction from No. 110. The girl who was carrying the plate came over, put it on the windowsill, and stood in front of the admiral with a dignified face.

"You can't do that, Admiral."

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

"In the face of the girl who brought you breakfast, you should smile even if you are tired, this is basic social etiquette."

"Is there such a social etiquette...... Yes. Got breakfast? ”

The Admiral saw the contents of the plate in hindsight.

Naturally, it was a breakfast for humans to eat. Two pieces of bacon that had been fried, an oatmeal, two slices of bread and a fruit of unknown origin.

Although most of them were brought by the Northern Express, the Admiral was still a little moved to be taken care of by his own ship mother in the morning. After confessing to Number 110, the Admiral squinted his eyes and simply stood there and ate.

And number 110 is not in a hurry. Just stood there and smiled at the Admiral who was slowly eating breakfast.

"You don't have to rush, it's okay to eat slowly."

"Really? You'll have to worry about it. ”

The Admiral nodded.

But looking at the clothes worn by No. 110, the Admiral raised his eyebrows a little strangely, and asked aloud:

"By the way, where did you get this outfit on you?"

"Huh? Is this one? ”

Hearing this, Number 110 spun around and pulled the clothes on his body.

The clothes she wore were somewhat similar to those of the kind of staff that the Admiral had seen in books before, serving in a Japanese hot spring inn.

He wore a slightly wide robe, and then tied a large strip of cloth around his waist, extending two lines from the perimeter and tying the wide sleeves around his arms. Slender forearms and arms are exposed. The appearance of work made the Admiral raise his eyebrows with some novelty.

He doesn't think there are any clothes like this around, right? Where did you get this thing? Could it be that there is a garment factory in the vicinity? If this is the case, my officer uniform can be changed and washed frequently, and I don't need to slap my swollen face like this to become fat, even if it is wrinkled, I have to wear it.

"This dress was modified by Miss Sacramento out of fabric yesterday."

However, No. 110's answer shattered the Admiral's illusions.

"Because she found a lot of fabric during the tidying process, Miss Sacramento changed a few sets of clothes in the evening. You see the results are pretty good, right? ”

"It's good, but it still feels a lot worse than what you were wearing at the beginning."

"Admiral, you said that, because I was wearing twelve slips when I first came."

"What are the twelve?"

It refers to clothing that is specially designed to bring out the beauty and beauty of women. is a relatively practical one. More ceremonial clothing. Admiral, are you interested? I'll say a few more if I'm interested. ”

"Well, I'm interested. I'll listen to you if you say a few more words. ”

"Then I'll say it. Twelve orders are essentially like this......"

Listen to the introduction of number 110. The Admiral cleared his mind as he ate a slightly simple breakfast.

The morning mist in the forest outside the window gradually lifted, revealing the slightly gloomy looking ocean outside.

Because of the Deep Sea Fleet, the ocean is not a blue color. And looking at the dark and deep sea level, there are small black dots suspended on it from time to time.

The deep-sea fleet, which does not have the ability to think logically, is patrolling the sea level. With their mechanical brains, it's not enough to recognize too many things. And there is a ban on the deep sea. These monsters are just wandering the open seas.

And when he looked back, the factories that had become rust-colored due to disrepair were presented in front of the Admiral. Together with the crumbling concrete floors in the forest, it mixes into a disturbing visual scene.

But, anyway. It's all your own territory.

The Admiral sighed slightly.

"Anyway, number 110?"

"Huh?"

"I want to ask you."

After looking at the scenery outside for a long time, the admiral didn't know why, but suddenly felt something, turned around and asked:

"Has anyone ever told you you're really good?"

"If you say that, Admiral, many people will be sad."

"What?"

"I mean, you're using the wrong compliment. I'm just a very normal girl. ”

I'll clean it up.

Looking at the admiral who was quite emotional, No. 110 pursed his lips and smiled slightly, and silently put away the dishes without saying anything, turned around and walked downstairs.

And the admiral, who was standing in place, looked at the scenery for a while, and suddenly felt that there was nothing to see. Rather bored, he sighed and went downstairs as well.

Now that you are the Admiral, you have to prepare your next orders. Although the entire dormitory and office building have been renovated due to the violent operation of the Enterprise, there is still work to be done.

'Today is also the day to pick up garbage......

I still feel so tired, and I always feel like someone is staring.

…… Delusion, right?

Rubbing his somewhat sore shoulders, the Admiral sighed deeply. (To be continued.) )