Musashi put the mobile communication device in his hand on the coffee table next to him, and looked sideways at the snowy scenery in the courtyard...

Perhaps to make up for the regret that there was no snow on Christmas, this snow was much heavier than any previous year, and the snow in Sashi was so soft that there would never be a blizzard, and the snow fell softly on the ground, and it didn't last long before it melted immediately.

There were even a few snowflakes that drifted into the bowl with sake in Musashi's hands......

Musashi lowered his head and stared at the snowflakes that melted on the surface of the sake, and Yamato also walked out of the room at this time and came to Musashi's side.

"If it's cherry blossoms, it should be more meaningful, right?" Yamato looked at the long-withered cherry blossom tree in the courtyard, and if he wanted to see the cherry blossoms, he would have to wait until next year.

"I don't want to choke on cherry blossoms anymore."

This garden is located next to the battleship mother's dormitory, and because there is a cherry blossom tree in the garden, it is a pleasure for Musashi to sit in the corridor and drink sake specially brewed by Mamiya when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

Of course, there are cases where you are choked by the falling cherry blossom petals, but not many people know about it, except for Yamato, and probably only the Admiral.

"But with snowflakes, you don't have to worry about that." As he spoke, Musashi stretched out his hand and touched the snowflakes falling from the hallway, and the white snowflakes disappeared in Musashi's hands, it was indeed a heavy snowfall, but it would take a while for these snowflakes to pile up and become snow that could be used for snowball fights.

After Musashi drank the sake in the bowl, he looked at Yamato, who was staring at the snow scene with some distraction.

"This year's celebration should also be very lively, does Yamato have any preparations for this celebration?"

Musashi didn't know why. Recently, Yamato has always entered this state of distraction, and Musashi, who has been with Yamato for so many years, felt for the first time that Yamato had something hidden from her heart.

Although Musashi didn't ask Yamato directly, she could roughly guess what Yamato was worried about.

"Ready?" Hearing Musashi's inquiry, Yamato finally came back to his senses: "What preparations?" ”

The main reason for Sashi's celebration is to have a snowball fight. This has become a tradition in Sase, and Yamato doesn't think there is anything to prepare for snowball fights, so could it be that several ships that can be loaded with snow as cannonballs and used for snowball fights are modified like Akashi did last time?

In addition to the snowball fight, another thing worth looking forward to at the Sashi Festival is probably supplies, right? In the first few days of the festival, Mamiya will make many delicious dishes to entertain everyone, which has led to the celebration that was originally only used by Saseki to celebrate internally. It has gradually become a feast that attracts ship girls from all over the world.

It's because the Sase Festival is becoming more and more lively, so only snowball fights and supplies are a little monotonous.

Sashi's current admiral, Lu Ji also noticed this, as a tradition left over from when her brother was still alive, of course Lu Ji had to prepare well, and after she listened to Nagato about what he had done at previous festivals, Lu Ji made a proposal to simply have a real festival festival.

"Open a shop, put on a show. Hold games with rewards and the like, Yamato, haven't you participated in a summer festival at Saseki Shrine? It's like the one at the summer festival. It's just that it's winter. ”

Musashi took out the mobile communication device, swiped the interface above, and said to Yamato.

"Everyone in the town guard is ready, and we can't admit defeat......

"Can't you throw in the towel? Speaking of which, there is indeed a competition to prepare for a little. ”

Yamato, who was infected by Musashi's high-spirited atmosphere, also remembered the competitions she had to participate in at previous festivals.

"Big Stomach King Competition?"

Musashi said a tournament that should never be participated in as a qualified lady, but as a supply is as important as life. There are still a lot of ship girls who are keen on this competition, including Yamato.

"That's right, Musashi is going to cheer me on."

You don't need to refuel at all, okay! At present, there are no more battleships or aircraft carriers in the world than those battleships, which are higher than those of Yamato-class battleships, absolutely none! Therefore, as long as Yamato goes to participate in this kind of competition. The winner is definitely her! Unless Yamato, from other towns, also comes to participate in this competition.

"I don't think you're going to lose to anyone."

Musashi then drank the sake in the bowl, and then Musashi looked at his ship's space and realized that the last bottle of sake was long gone......

"I think there should be a few more bottles in the room."

Supplies such as alcohol are generally managed by the palace...... However, compared to drinks such as alcohol, ship girls are still more inclined to drinks such as milk and juice, and few ship girls will like to drink, Musashi is one of the exceptions, so most of the sake brewed by the palace herself is given to Musashi.

"Yamato, you wait for me a little."

"Hmmm......"

After Yamato watched Musashi disappear at the end of the hallway, she looked back at the snowflakes falling outside the window.

Do you want to win the championship of the Big Stomach King this year? And what about next year?

Yamato's fingertips touched a snowflake falling from the sky, and instead of melting in Yamato's hands, the snowflake was gradually dyed black by some invisible force.

Yamato clutched the snowflake that turned pitch black, and eventually this fragile snowflake couldn't bear the temperature of Yamato's palm and gradually began to melt......

The power of the deep-sea resentments is clearly felt and harnessed...... At the same time, in the last few days, she can also hear the sound of her ship's armor from time to time, the sound of her heartbeat!

Yamato knew what all this portended, but she wasn't as flustered as the other ship girls, she had already guessed that this day would come sooner or later, but... What she didn't expect was that time was inevitably a little too fast?

Musashi joined Sayo a little earlier than Yamato, but she didn't seem to be affected by the resentment of the deep sea, and when Musashi touched the snowflakes with her hands just now, the snowflakes melted directly in her hands, instead of being dyed black like Yamato.

But time is running out, and Yamato can feel that at this time, the most important thing she should do is to retire from Sase, find a quiet place or travel around the world...... In short, continuing to participate in the battle with the deep sea will make this already scarce time even rarer.

In fact, Yamato had planned to stay away from the battlefield a long time ago, but not now...... Yamato clutched the ring that seemed to still exude residual warmth, and Yamato must not give up until he was taken back from the deep sea. (To be continued.) )