Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

"Ahaha..." Omi scratched the back of his head and laughed heartily. "Don't worry about that little thing. By the way, I recently got a few movies that are said to be well-received in the Kancolle community. Do you want to watch them together?"

Battleship No. 65 immediately became alert. From the conversation with just now, it can be guessed that the popular movie mentioned by Omi is definitely not a serious thing.

What should I do? Should I watch it together? The girl was a little confused.

As a wedding ship, Battleship No. 13 had already secretly conducted bridal training. Although I haven't seen that kind of movie, I have read some of the custom-made texts about Taiho and the fan fiction about Tirpitz.

As for that kind of movie... I'm a little shy, but if I watch it secretly with the Admiral in my room, I can barely tolerate it. But if I watch it with everyone...

"Woo!" Battleship No. 13 covered his face with his hands. Steam seemed to be coming out of his head. His whole body was shaking and he almost fainted.

"...Ariaki?" 65 looked at the girl who had suddenly become strange, supported her arm, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"I, I feel a little uncomfortable." Battleship No. 65's eyes rolled around, his cheeks flushed, and he seemed to have lost his strength. He leaned limply against 's body and said weakly, "Admiral, Omi, I want to go back and rest."

"Is it really okay?" Xue Cheng frowned slightly. Battleship No. 13 seemed to be really a little off. He said worriedly, "Why don't we go to Yubari to check it out?"

"It's really okay." Battleship No. 13 forced a smile. "Maybe I'm too tired lately? After all, there are two giant babies at home that need to be taken care of... Well, I'll go get some rest and I'll be fine. It's good to have Heiji accompany me."

"But..." Xue Cheng was still a little worried.

"Admiral, please be at ease." 65 supported the weakened Battleship No. and said solemnly, "I will keep an eye on Ariaki. If there are any problems, I will contact you immediately."

"Well... okay." Xue Cheng reluctantly agreed, then reminded her worriedly, "If anything happens, whether it's Youming or Heiji, be sure to tell me."

"Okay." Battleship No. 65 nodded reluctantly, half leaning in 's arms, and the two walked towards the second floor together.

"Ah, what a pity." Omi looked at the two's backs, pouting and saying with some regret: "It's a rare opportunity to watch a movie with the Admiral, but Arimiya... well, Admiral, if that's the case, let's watch it together."

Xue Cheng nodded, lacking interest.

Since Omi had just invited Ariaki and Kurohime to watch a movie together, it meant that the film she found this time might not be as explosive as this one, but it would still be a movie that would interest Omi...

Could it be a swordsman theme?

Or maybe an idol drama?

Although Omi usually looks like a bold swordsman, she is a girl after all, so she probably won't be too resistant to the sweet industrial saccharin.

Moreover, the questions she had raised to herself at the Shinano family before seemed like the result of being influenced by some melodrama, putting herself in the shoes of the poor heroine who was abandoned by her husband.

Xue Cheng really doesn't like watching these two types of movies, but for the sake of his wife, he has to endure it.

The two of them came to the living room. Omi clumsily operated the TV and a DVD player, while Xue Cheng sat at the coffee table, took the remaining half plate of senbei from Battleship No. 13 and slowly bit it.

Soon, the equipment was connected. Omi chuckled and saw Xue Cheng looking at him. He reached out his hand openly. Under Xue Cheng's shocked gaze, whose eyes almost popped out of their sockets, he quietly opened the ship's space, took out a CD, and shook it between his middle and index fingers.

Omi's outfit today is very hot hot pants and a shirt. Probably to dissipate heat, the hem of the shirt does not hang down naturally, but is tied into a knot, revealing her flat belly and clear mermaid line.

Her plump breasts trembled slightly with her movements, glowing with an alluring color under the light.

Omi bit her lower lip lightly, her white teeth rubbing against her pale pink lips, and she let out a soft hum that seemed to come from deep in her throat: "Admiral, do you want to watch it together?"

"Gurgle." Xue Cheng swallowed hard.

"Who did you learn this from?"

"Eh? The admiral's reaction..." Perhaps because he felt that Xue Cheng's reaction was different from what he expected, Omi tilted his head in confusion and put on a pensive expression.

Hearing Xue Cheng's question, the girl answered subconsciously: "From Tirpitz's notebook."

"That guy again..." Xue Cheng's forehead was bulging with veins. It seemed that Tirpitz was always involved in similar incidents. He was just a stay-at-home girl who didn't like to go out, but the bad influence he caused was not small at all.

By the way, there is also Dafeng. That girl is not a good girl either. Xue Cheng has read the custom articles she wrote.

As a former published writer, Dafeng's writing style is beautiful and moving, with delicate descriptions. In comparison, everything Xue Cheng had read seemed unsightly.

She's such an excellent female writer, why would she set foot in this kind of industry...

Xue Cheng felt a little sad, thinking, "You are such a beautiful woman, why do you become a thief?"

"Admiral?" Omi saw Xue Cheng frowning and gritting his teeth, as if he was thinking about something. He curled his lips in dissatisfaction and felt his fingers holding the CD were a little sore.

She puffed her cheeks and said angrily, "Do you want to watch it with me?"

"Well..." Xue Cheng came back to his senses and noticed that there seemed to be a hint of anger between Jin Jiang's eyebrows. He hesitated for a moment and said calmly, "Since Jin Jiang is ready, let's watch it together."

"Yeah!" The fool's anger came and went quickly. Seeing Xue Cheng nod, he suddenly became happy. Then he took out a large stack of CDs and held them in his hand. He said to Xue Cheng, who had a stiff expression, "Then let's finish watching it together today!"

"Finish watching?!" Xue Cheng's expression froze as he looked at the thick stack of discs.

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In the darkness, the breathing sounds in the room seemed long and steady.

Battleship No. 13 quietly opened her eyes, supported her body with her arms, and sat up from the bed slowly.

"Creaky..." No matter how careful I was, the bed under me still made a slight noise. The originally imperceptible sound seemed particularly harsh in the silent night.

"Hmm..." A figure wrapped in a quilt sleeping soundly on the tatami beside the bed seemed to be disturbed by the sound.

She made a vague sound in her nose, and as if instinctively, she lifted the quilt to cover her ears, turned over, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Battleship No. 13 held its breath and froze in place, not daring to move, for fear of causing any noise again and completely waking up the other party. After a while, until it was sure that the other party was asleep, it let out a long sigh.

Really, if you're such an idiot, why don't you stop being so sensitive? Wouldn't it be better if I fooled you? Battleship No. 13 pressed his forehead with a complicated expression.

Although he usually spends a lot of energy on Kurohime and Omi, and occasionally feels tired and bored, the three of them live together and have long been accustomed to each other's existence and can tolerate each other's minor shortcomings.

Deceiving the innocent Hei Ji made her worry about him and she didn't dare to go back to her room to sleep. She had to sleep on the floor here. Battleship No. 13 was actually feeling very bad.

Sorry, Heiji, this is the last time. Battleship No. 13 said this to the sleeping girl in his heart, then quietly got out of bed, without wearing slippers, and quietly opened the door with his bare feet and slipped out.

In the dark corridor, Battleship No. 13 groped forward. She had already memorized the route to this house, and she would not bump into any walls even with her eyes closed.

She went downstairs carefully. A ray of light came through the crack of the door in the direction of the living room. Perhaps the door was not closed properly.

It must be Omi, that careless idiot!

Battleship No. 13 identified the culprit almost instantly. She held her breath, moved carefully, came to the crack in the door, and then squinted one eye to take a look.

Then, the girl's fair face instantly turned lightly red.

Bah! How shameless! Battleship No. 13 spat inwardly, but still lay by the crack of the door, refusing to look away, his eyes unblinking.

In the living room, a movie was playing on TV, but the two people sitting by the coffee table didn't pay their attention to the screen.

The idiot was currently sitting in front of the admiral, his heterochromatic eyes fixed on his, his face filled with curiosity.

The admiral seemed a little uncomfortable. He supported himself on the tatami with his hands, leaned back, and tried his best to keep a distance from Omi. His eyes wandered around, refusing to look at Omi.

"Try it." Omi's voice sounded a little charming. Maybe it was affected by the movie that was playing, but she blinked her bright eyes, full of curiosity.

"No!" The admiral's refusal was very firm. He gently bumped his forehead against the gradually approaching Omi, and seeing the girl in pain, he instinctively stepped back and said righteously:

"Youming has already gone to bed. Besides, she's not feeling well today. Don't try to harm her."

Eh? Me? What Omi and the Admiral were talking about was actually related to me?

Battleship No. 13 outside the door raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Omi still refused to give up. She pressed her forehead, pouted in dissatisfaction, and said, "It's okay. Maybe Arimi has recovered now."

Xue Cheng looked at her helplessly: "Youming has always taken care of you and Heiji's daily life, just like an older sister to Omi. But at this moment, you actually have bad intentions towards her? If Youming knew, she would definitely be very sad."

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"Then..." Omi hesitated and said unwillingly, "How about we go find Heiji?"

"Even worse!" This time, Xue Cheng refused even more completely, even glaring at Omi: "Kurohime isn't a wedding ship, how can this be allowed?"

"This won't work, and that won't work..." Omi turned his face away and just glanced at Xue Cheng secretly.

What's going on? The Admiral said Omi was plotting against me, and then mentioned that Kurohime wasn't a wedding ship. Could it be...

Battleship No. 13 outside the door seemed to have guessed something, and her already rosy cheeks became even darker.

Casting his gaze into the room again, Omi didn't know what he whispered to the admiral. He hesitated for a moment, then slowly approached. Omi slowly closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Battleship No. 13 outside the door covered his lips in shock, his eyes unblinking.

After a long time, just when Battleship No. 13 felt his eyes were a little sore, the two people in the living room finally separated.

Omi's face was flushed. She lay on Xue Cheng's shoulder with hazy eyes. She bit Xue Cheng's ear and seemed to say something.

Xue Cheng nodded, took the remote control and turned off the TV, and the two walked out the door together.

Wait, outside the door? Battleship No. 13, who was watching intently, suddenly came to her senses. She didn't care to make any sound and was about to escape at full speed. However, just as she was about to take a step, she found that her left leg was out of control.

How, how could this happen... It was not until then that Battleship No. 13 realized that because of his action of peeking through the crack of the door, one of his legs had become numb and he could not move.

At this time, the paper sliding door in the living room was being opened.

It’s over! A flash of despair flashed in the eyes of Battleship No. 13.

"Uh, Youming?" Xue Cheng stared at the girl outside the door in astonishment, and asked curiously, "Why are you here? By the way, aren't you feeling unwell? Didn't you go back and rest?"

"Admiral," Battleship No. 13 said expressionlessly, "If I said I was just passing by, would you believe me?"

"Just passing by or something, does Youming think we are idiots?" The person who spoke was not Xue Cheng, but Omi.

The girl's face was still flushed, and her eyes shone brightly: "This is exactly what it means when there's a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there's no door to hell but you choose to go there!"

Omi grabbed the 13th battleship, which was gradually regaining consciousness and slowly retreating, and said excitedly, "Admiral, look, Arimiya is clearly fine. You won't refuse this time, right?"

"Huh?" Battleship No. 13 looked confused.

"But..." Xue Cheng looked hesitant.

"Hehe, I've wanted to try it for a long time." Omi exerted force with his arms, pulled the No. 13 battleship closer, and hugged it tightly in his arms.

"Girls are definitely more comfortable to hold. The Admiral's muscles are as hard as rock, which is not good at all."

"Eh?" Battleship No. 13 froze.

Seeing Jin Jiang's disdainful look, Xue Cheng became angry and said, "If that's the case, please don't bring me here without permission in the future!"

"That won't do." Omi used one hand to hold Xue Cheng's arm and said with a smile: "Whether it's Arimiya or the admiral, I want them all!"

"Eh?" Battleship No. 13 sensed a hint of danger.

"You wouldn't really..." Xue Cheng was speechless.

"Just try it once, Ariaki is the admiral's wedding ship anyway." Omi begged.

"But..." Xue Cheng seemed to be wavering.

"There's no buts, Admiral, come with me!" Omi grabbed Xue Cheng with one hand and hugged battleship No. 13 with the other, and walked towards the building.