Z3 curled up in the corner of the room wrapped in a quilt, not because she was afraid, but because she was the only one who could feel the sun.

The breath of resentment in the deep sea eroded her body, no matter what way she used, she could only feel her body temperature passing little by little, this cold touch made her feel more and more like a deep sea than a ship girl.

She didn't want to become a deep sea, she was born in the world as a ship lady, she had been adrift on the sea for a long time, she had long been tormented by loneliness and cold to the point of exhaustion, and now she just longed to find a place to live.

But Z3 knows that her idea is just a luxury, no one in this world will accept the deep-sea habitat ship, whether it is a human or a ship, all of them regard the deep-sea habitat ship as an enemy, so she is infected by the deep-sea resentment, and she has begun to gradually become a deep-sea habitat ship, and she will not be accepted by anyone.

In the future, I will probably have to live alone in this prison, right?

Z3 glanced at the seagulls perched outside the window above the room, standing on the edge of the windowsill tilting their heads to look at Z3 huddled in the room.

Z3 also noticed them, almost subconsciously, Z3 approached the window, and the moment he stretched out his hand, the seagulls seemed to be frightened by something, and immediately waved their wings away from the edge of the ledge.

There was a feeling of something stinging in her fingertips, which spread all the way to Z3's heart, and she withdrew her hand, looking at the aura... The reason why those birds will fly away... Probably because I don't want to be touched by these hands.

Ever since Z3 was cursed by the resentment of the deep sea, everything that touches living objects will quickly wither, and after understanding this, she has closed herself off and has been wandering alone on the sea, trying not to contact anyone. The reason why she came to this country is because the supply is close to exhaustion, and the instinct to survive has brought her to the land.

Maybe living in a cage is the ideal life for her, so that she doesn't have to worry about her deep-sea grudges hurting someone. There is no need to worry about being discovered by other ships and sinking it as a deep sea, and there are supplies here, so you don't have to worry about starvation......

Z3 tried his best to comfort himself, and kept telling himself about the current situation, which can be said to be the best situation...... But the desire for freedom and inner loneliness have always tormented her, and no matter how much Z3 comforts herself, she can't dispel this thought from her heart.

"Judging by the autumn season now, those seagulls should be the sea Kamchatka subspecies, which breeds in eastern Siberia every time it is winter. They will come to Japan or China for the winter, so do you know Siberia? It's a continent near the North Pole, and it's covered in snow and ice all the time, and although the snow is cold, the scenery is beautiful. ”

Who?

Z3 heard a stranger's voice suddenly sound in her room, causing her to immediately glance up at the room, and then she saw the Admiral standing there at the door of the room.

"You're... How did you get in? Z3 gave a quick glance at the Admiral's outfit. It's not like the gendarmerie shipwn, and... Plus the hands that are bound by handcuffs. The Admiral's identity should be the same as she is that of this prison.

Could it be that he is a new prisoner in this room? Speaking of which, there are two beds in this room, which can definitely accommodate two people, but Z3 looked behind the Admiral, and she didn't see any of the shipwrecks escorting the Admiral here...

The Admiral had come to the room alone, and seemed to have somehow opened the door that should have been locked.

"Come in through the main door, I have special lockpicking skills."

When Z3 does not pay attention. The Admiral wiped the blood from his fingertips, the Gendarmerie cell was still an old-fashioned iron lock, the Admiral's blood could simulate any shape, and when coagulated, it was slightly weaker than steel. Although it can't penetrate the armor of the ship's mother, it is still a simple matter to simulate the door lock key.

“……”

Faced with this situation, Z3's first reaction was to report to the gendarmerie immediately, even if it was infected with deep-sea resentment and began to gradually become a deep-sea habitat ship, but Z3 is still essentially a ship from Germany, and abiding by the rules is almost every German aesthetics, and Z3 is no exception.

But Z3 didn't do this, she hadn't communicated with anyone for too long, or since she was born, she hadn't said a word to anyone, and whenever she met her humans and ship girls, the former would flee in terror, and the latter would directly sink her without hesitation.

Someone like the Admiral, who took the initiative to talk to her and didn't seem to be afraid of her at all, was the first time Z3 had met.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Z3 just silently glanced at the Admiral's outfit, and immediately withdrew her gaze, not seeing the Admiral's appearance clearly, because she was afraid, afraid that the Admiral would flee from here in fear when he saw her scarlet eyes like blood.

Z3 lowered his head, letting the ends of his hair hang from his ears to cover his eyes, and listened quietly to the Admiral's answer.

"Why should I be afraid?"

Not only did the Admiral not leave, but ... It seems that the Z3 is a little closer.

Why be afraid... Because I'm in the depths of the sea! Isn't that reason enough?

So don't come near me......

Z3 didn't want her deep-sea grudge to hurt the Admiral, so she looked up, trying to warn the Admiral to stay away from her.

But... When Z3 met the same scarlet eyes, Z3 froze.

"We're all in the deep sea, and there's no reason to be afraid of each other."

Before Z3 could react to what was happening, a slight warmth suddenly appeared on her cold fingertips, the feeling of touching the Admiral's fingertips.

When this warm feeling appeared, Z3 withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, and she was tainted by the resentment of the deep sea, and all life that she touched would quickly wither and wither, so Z3 was afraid to touch anyone, even if the breath from the Admiral's fingertips was warm.

But when she realized that the Admiral was also a deep-sea dwelling ship, she fell into confusion, but the touch of something extra on her hand made Z3 lower her head again, looking at the thing that the Admiral put in the palm of her hand, it looked like some kind of packaged food, but she hadn't eaten much of the ship's materials, and she had never seen these human foods at all.

"It's called a marshmallow, a dessert, and it's a gift for the first meeting."

For the confused eyes of this destroyer lady, the admiral gave a proper explanation.

Dessert...

Z3 didn't know what dessert was, she usually ate without any taste, like chewing wax, and the most delicious thing she had ever eaten was probably the bowl of ramen that she had given her when she arrived in the city.

As a result, she didn't even know what sweet tasted like, but under the Admiral's gaze, Z3 tentatively unwrapped the marshmallow in her hand and put the soft white candy in her mouth.

"If you still want it, there are a lot of them? Don't like it? The Admiral took out a few more marshmallows and handed them to Z3, only to find that the destroyer had suddenly fallen into an eerie silence. (To be continued......)