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Seeing the Fleet Girls around without the Admiral, Chuyang always takes a second glance. It's not that he is particularly lecherous; it's just a habit.
Before encountering the Fireflies, Chuyang was even worse than the African Salty Fish. Unable to construct Fleet Girls, he could only focus all his thoughts on fishing for ships, which is why he always liked to take a closer look at unfamiliar Fleet Girls. If he had the chance to strike up a conversation, that would be even better.
Of course, this habit of his, which can't really be called a flaw, has improved significantly since he met Lexington and others. But those three Fleet Girls resembled characters from an anime Chuyang had watched in his past life.
Don't get it wrong; it wasn't some short video but an anime about Fleet Girls, which is why Chuyang couldn't help but curiously ask Akagi.
"The Admiral said they, that Black Long Straight..." Taking out a bag of steamed buns from the drawer under the coffee table, Akagi opened it, took a piece, put it in her mouth, and then offered the bag to Chuyang, saying, "Mmm! Delicious! Admiral, do you want to eat?"
"Thank you, but I don't eat," Chuyang waved his hand, feeling a bit powerless to complain.
All this way, Akagi's mouth hadn't stopped. She was either munching on stinky tofu bought from a street Snack Stand or devouring two skewers of candied hawthorn without caring about the strange looks from passersby, enjoying her food alone.
He thought that once they got home, Akagi would finally calm down! But...
"Do you want to eat?" Akagi again extended the bag of steamed buns towards Lexington.
"I don't want any either," Lexington directly refused. She didn't have a habit of snacking anyway, especially not on something given by her opponent!
"I didn't plan on giving you any," Akagi muttered to herself. After eating a few more pieces of steamed buns and wiping her hands with a tissue, she said, "Admiral, please wait a moment. I'm going to change my clothes; we'll continue our conversation afterward."
...
Alright! To be honest, Chuyang's thoughts were struggling to keep up with Akagi's erratic actions.
Akagi's room was a traditional Japanese-style residence with light-colored tatami mats covering the floor. A wooden partition divided the entire room into two sections: inner and outer.
Naturally, she couldn't change clothes in the outer section, so after standing up, Akagi directly pulled open the sliding door of the partition and walked into the inner room.
"Admiral, no peeking!" Before entering the door, Akagi turned back to remind him.
But Chuyang wanted to ask Akagi: since you said not to peek, why not close the door? What does that mean?
Unfortunately, Chuyang still didn't get the chance to sneak a peek at Akagi changing clothes, as Lexington stood up and closed the door for her.
"Admiral, stop looking. There's a wall in between! Even if you wanted to see, you wouldn't be able to," Lexington said, her face calm, but inwardly she was cursing Akagi.
That damn vixen had some skills; from the moment they met until now, it hadn't been long before she started flirting with the Admiral. Even changing clothes, she didn't forget to tease him. What a shameless seductress.
"I wasn't! Ma'am, you can't just accuse me without evidence," Chuyang retorted. "I was just admiring the patterns on the door; they have a nice Japanese style."
"Is that so?" Lexington clearly didn't believe him, but she didn't dwell on the matter any longer.
Before long, when Akagi came out again, she was dressed in a pale moon-white kimono with wide sleeves.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness, it's not red and white," Chuyang sighed in relief. To be honest, he had been somewhat traumatized by that "flower."
If the previous Akagi had been a woman of classical elegance, then when she donned traditional Japanese attire, she truly resembled a classical beauty stepping out of a painting.
Her long black hair was tied back in a fluffy ponytail with a pale moon-white ribbon, but not all of her hair was secured; two ribbon-like strands naturally fell down on either side of her cheeks, cascading onto her chest. Beneath her layered bangs, her pair of black eyes were exceptionally clear.
Her fair neck and full bosom filled the garment snugly. Below that was a wide orange-yellow obi that cinched her waist tightly and elegantly, giving her upper body a three-dimensional appearance.
Beneath the obi, a red inner skirt fell naturally, perfectly covering Akagi's feet which were clad only in white socks.
Aside from not wearing her ship outfit and not holding a bow and arrow, at this moment Akagi looked almost identical to her character illustration in the game.
"Graceful as a flower reflected in water when still; like a weak willow swaying in the wind when moving."
However, once Akagi sat down, all of Chuyang's fantasies about her were utterly shattered.
A foodie would never change their nature no matter when; just imagine an ancient lady in palace attire munching on a bag of chips—this perfectly encapsulated Chuyang's feelings at that moment. The scene felt incredibly out of place.
"Um! Admiral, where were we just now?"
With one bite, Akagi finished off the last piece of burnt wheat cake without an ounce of embarrassment. She unabashedly sucked on her fingers one by one as if savoring every last bit, looking completely unsatisfied.
"........" Besides being speechless, Chuyang really didn't know what expression to give. By the way, Akagi, how old are you? Why do you still act like a child?
"I just asked you, who are those three Fleet Girls?"
"Oh, them! Is Admiral trying to recruit ships?" While saying this, Akagi's gaze seemed not to be on Chuyang but was constantly glancing at the drawer of the tea table, where there were still a few bags of nuts and other snacks.
"Akagi, Admiral is talking to you! What are you doing?" Lexington couldn't help but speak up.
"Ahem, nothing much."
It was already quite rude, and she didn't know how Admiral would view her; she really couldn't eat anymore.
Reluctantly pulling back her gaze, Akagi straightened her body into a kneeling position, her hands naturally resting on her knees, completely losing the previous greedy demeanor. She now presented herself as a standard elegant Japanese beauty—graceful, dignified, and serene.
"Admiral, first answer me, are you trying to recruit ships?"
"No, I'm just curious. If you don't want to say anything, that's fine." Chuyang replied nonchalantly. Given his current situation, did he even need to recruit ships? Of course, if he could recruit them, he definitely would; after all, those two Loli looked quite cute.
"That's good. If it were other Japanese Fleet Girls, it would be fine, but those three Fleet Girls, Akagi really can't help Admiral with anything."
"That big one, the one with the Black Long Straight..."
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