The slightly weird commander's ship girl tour

There are also delicacies that can make people swallow their tongues.

So if you dare to open a restaurant in the KanColle headquarters, is it acceptable if you don't have the skills?

"What do you want to eat, Dunkirk?" Huang Chen looked at the shops on both sides of the street. There were supermarkets, clothing stores, bookstores, coffee shops, bars, but only a few restaurants.

A fried chicken fast food restaurant, an izakaya, and a Chinese restaurant.

"Commander, you decide." Dunkirk's heart was pounding. As long as he had a meal with the commander, it didn't matter what they ate.

"Does Dunkirk know who the chef is at that Chinese restaurant?"

"Chinese restaurant?" Dunkirk looked over. He had been in Silk for so many years. Although he didn't live in the KanColle headquarters, he would come here sometimes and had eaten at all the restaurants here.

Of course, I also know who the chef of the Chinese restaurant is.

"It's...Aurora."

"Aurora?" Huang Chen frowned. Donghuang had such a talent? Then he realized, "Goddess of Dawn? The Royal Fleet Girl?"

"Yes." Dunkirk nodded.

Huang Chen suddenly took a breath of cold air.

Yixian's food is so delicious that it makes people swallow their tongues, but what about the Royal Ship Girl's food? You know, Royal Ship Girl's food is notoriously dark.

"It's actually okay. I've been there before. It's not as scary as the commander thinks." Dunkirk explained as he looked at Huang Chen's constantly changing expression.

"No need, no need." Huang Chen shook his head. "Where's the izakaya? They should have dinner, right?"

"Yes, there are a lot of snacks and other things." Dunkirk nodded, "The chef is Kaohsiung, and the food is very good."

"Then let's go to the izakaya." Huang Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

As for fried chicken fast food, it’s good as a snack, but as a meal... it still feels too informal.

When you walk into the izakaya, you will see a Japanese-style counter and some cramped small tables. There are quite a few people sitting here and there, including commanders with ship girls and free ship girls.

Huang Chen and the other man picked one at random, and watched a ship girl say "Welcome" as she handed them two glasses of ice water, a hot towel and a menu.

"They are all set meals, and there are also some snacks." Huang Chen took a look, randomly selected a grilled fish rice and a plate of Nanban chicken nuggets, and handed the menu to Dunkirk.

"Commander, would you like a drink?" Dunkirk didn't look at it any more, just chose the same thing as Huang Chen, and then asked casually.

"Drinking?" Huang Chen took a sip of ice water. "Forget it, I don't like it."

"Okay." Dunkirk handed the menu to the waiter.

"To be honest, I haven't eaten food from Sakura." Huang Chen wiped his face with a towel, then felt that what he said was not appropriate. He had eaten sushi and nigiri before, but "I haven't eaten anything this authentic."

"Kaohsiung's cuisine is amazing. Many people in Sakura Empire are also great cooks." Dunkirk said, "After the port is rebuilt, Commander, you can ask them to cook for you."

"Isn't Dunkirk's cuisine amazing too?"

"Ah. I only know some of the Iris Church's dishes, and they're only at an average person's level."

"How is that possible? Dunkirk's desserts are amazing. The food shouldn't be bad either, right?"

"Hello, here are your grilled fish set meals and Nanban chicken nuggets." The waiter came to Huang Chen and the others with two large trays and placed the contents of the set meals on the table one by one.

A grilled fish meal set includes rice, grilled fish, vegetables, miso soup, and side dishes. It looks like there are a lot of bowls, but in fact, each bowl only has a little food.

"Let's eat first!" Huang Chen couldn't wait any longer. He grabbed the chopsticks and put a piece of fried chicken into his mouth.

Very good, at least at the level of a five-star hotel.

Huang Chen nodded with satisfaction, "I wonder if Jiaozi and the others have eaten yet. If Galissonnier is cooking, it should be the cuisine of the Iris Church."

“…Is that so?” Dunkirk lowered his head to eat.

……

"Don't you know a little? That's all?" Bumblebee looked at the slices of bread and a plate of soup in front of him, and looked at La Galissonnière with empty eyes.

"It's just a little bit, and isn't this mushroom soup delicious?" La Galissonnière put some into his mouth with a spoon, and then said doubtfully, "Yes, it's very good."

"...Okay," Bumblebee double-checked that she really meant it, then accepted his fate.

"Sister Dunkirk and the commander actually didn't come back for dinner." Walkerlan, who was standing aside, stared blankly at the bread slices on the plate.

"Eat quickly, the commander will be back when you finish your meal." La Galissonnière picked up a piece and stuffed it into Vauquelin's mouth.

……

Izakaya.

"I'm looking forward to the cuisine of the Iris Church."

"…yes."

Chapter 033 Dunkirk eloped with the commander?

Dinner was a simple mushroom soup with bread slices, which was normal, as it was what we ate most of the time. If we really didn't want to eat, we could go for the dessert baked by Dunkirk's sister.

Because I wanted to go on a picnic before, I prepared too much and now I can’t use it.

But the problem now is not that dinner was not eaten well, but that Sister Dunkirk and the commander, who said they would come back, did not show up.

We clearly agreed to cook dinner, we clearly agreed to that.

The Commander is back, so it's going to be a feast anyway, right?

It ended up being just bread slices and La Galisaonière's mushroom soup.

The gap was so huge that Walkeran couldn't accept it for a while, so much so that even after everyone finished their meal and left, she was still sulking there.

"That's great. At least there are no vegetables you don't like." Tartu gathered the hair by his ears.

"It's natural that there are no vegetables. Those shouldn't be food for humans and shipgirls." Walkerlan touched his smooth chin. "But why don't the Commander and Sister Dunkirk come back? You clearly said so."

"Did they elope?" A gleam of light flashed in Walkerlan's wine-red eyes, and his ahoge stood up like a bayonet.

She seemed to have discovered the truth.

"Yes, that's right! They told me they'd be back after dinner just to paralyze us and cover up their ultimate goal of eloping." She stood up suddenly, looking around with a sharp gaze. "Look, there's the evidence."

Following her gaze, I saw a blue felt hat hanging on the off-white wall.

"Sister Dunkirk's hat? What's wrong?" Tartu frowned and looked at Walkeran in confusion.

She had read many mystery novels, but how could she deduce from a hat that Dunkirk's sister was going to elope with the commander?

"Hmph, you don't know!" Walkerin said proudly, his arms folded across his chest. "That hat is Sister Dunkirk's favorite, but she's not wearing it now. Can you guess why?"

"Why? Because the styles don't match?" Tutar recalled what Dunkirk wore when she went out. It was a black coat paired with a black and red dress and over-the-knee boots.

The style is smart, but the blue felt hat doesn't match it at all.

"That's just an appearance." Walkerland shook his aggro back and forth, looking very confident. "Do you know why Sister Dunkirk wore that outfit?"

"What's wrong with that outfit?" Tartu looked at it in confusion. To her, Walkeran was very reliable and it was she who recommended the mystery novel. If she had any insights, it was understandable.

"That dress, isn't it Sister Dunkirk's most beautiful dress..." Walkeran said faintly, "I remember she also had a very fashionable dress that matched that blue felt hat very well."

"She wasn't wearing her fanciest outfit when she went out with the Commander, but something smart instead...it was obvious," Walkerin concluded. "Sister Dunkirk eloped with the Commander."

"No... no way." Tartu couldn't believe it. She knew Dunkirk had a more beautiful outfit. But Dunkirk rarely wore that outfit, right? Besides, Dunkirk's usual outfits were usually smart and handsome. There was nothing special about today, right?

Even though I tried to convince myself like this, various words like 'I wore smart clothes on purpose' and 'to make it easier to escape' kept appearing in my mind.

Could it be true? Did Sister Dunkirk and the Commander really abandon us and run away? No, no, no, Commander, it's hard to say, but Sister Dunkirk definitely wouldn't do that... But what if?

Tartu fell into wild thoughts again for a while.

"Tartu? Tartu?" Walkeran pushed the girl in front of him who was lost in thought and scratched his head in confusion. Why was she distracted again?

I pushed it twice but there was no response. I didn't care, but now that I had no one to tell my story to, everything became dull for a moment.

Although he had said with great confidence that Sister Dunkirk had eloped with the commander, he actually just wanted to liven up the atmosphere and scare Tartu. Now, seeing that his playmate was deep in thought, he felt bored and put those messy thoughts behind him.

He ate another piece of cake while sitting on the chair. He supported himself with his hands on both sides and exerted force to lift himself up slightly. His little butt left the chair and his legs kicked in the air.

After a while, I felt that it was boring and lay down on the table, "So boring!"

He looked sideways at Tartu, still lost in thought.

"Ah, so boring! Let's go find Evil to read comics!" Walklan jumped up and landed on the ground, then ran away, leaving Tartu alone.

After an unknown amount of time, Tartu came back to his senses and said, "Ah... I'm obsessed with it again."

She shook her head, and then a gleam flashed in her eyes. "Sister Dunkirk is definitely going to elope with the commander. No! I have to think of a way."

She looked around, then finally made up her mind and walked towards La Galissonnier's room.

……

"Our plan is to look for a company first. As for whether to go to the Commander Academy or something else, we'll decide after we find a company." Huang Chen said after swallowing the last bite of soup.

"Yeah." Dunkirk nodded. In fact, he had heard all this from Bumblebee before, but now he still wanted to hear the commander say it again.

"Honestly, apart from Jean Bart and his companions, is there really no news about the other companions in Dunkirk?"

"I'm sorry, Commander..." Dunkirk shook her head. Although their former port area was large, this world was even bigger. More than 400 ship girls sounded like a huge number, but in fact, they could not cause any waves when thrown into the sea of people.

Essex and Bumblebee knew so many people because they loved traveling, while Dunkirk and his group almost settled in one city and had no idea about other people.

Jean Bart and the others might know.

"There's nothing to apologize for. I should be the one to apologize. I wish I had come earlier." Huang Chen shook his head, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

Although he had encountered so many ship girls in the past ten days, it was still only a small part compared to all his ship girls.

When will I get them all back?

Or is it possible to do it in your lifetime?

The cruise ship docked in Silke, and then we encountered Dunkirk. What about the two cities we passed before? Will there be companions there?

Did I miss it accidentally?

"Commander?" Dunkirk looked at Huang Chen with some worry. He was fine before, why did he suddenly become so sad?

"Ah... nothing, it just suddenly occurred to me..." Huang Chen came back to his senses and smiled at Dunkirk, "It suddenly occurred to me that finding all my former companions is such a huge project."

“I don’t know when it will be possible.”

"So that's what the Commander is worried about?" Dunkirk laughed, her silver hair dancing. "Even if the shipgirls wanted to rebuild the port area on their own initiative, it would take decades or even hundreds of years to accomplish."

"If the commander has such an idea, maybe one or two years will be enough."

"It's not that easy. The commander is not a god." Huang Chen grinned. Why did it sound like cheap flattery?

How can you compliment someone like that?

"That's not the case." Dunkirk's face suddenly flushed slightly, as if the commander had misunderstood him. "This morning I had a hazy feeling and inexplicably thought of the commander, and as expected, the commander showed up at noon."

"This is the tacit understanding between the ship girl and the commander. If the commander wants to rebuild the port area, the ship girl will also have such an idea, and then they will always meet under some seemingly incredible coincidences."

"Is that so?" Huang Chen hesitated. He had already said that he was a staunch materialist, but the ship girl, a product of idealism, was already sitting in front of him, and he had no choice but to believe it.

"That's right. If the commander is willing, the former sisters will definitely come back soon." Dunkirk said firmly.

Chapter 034: Why not just let them elope?

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door. Huang Chen looked over and saw that it had darkened at some point, and colorful lanterns of various colors were hung on the corners and eaves of the house.

Signs everywhere lit up, halos of various colors swayed, and in the middle of the road there were people wearing gorgeous ethnic costumes performing along the street.

"What is this? A lantern festival?" Huang Chen asked in surprise.

"It's some activities of the ship girls, right? Some ship girls are always busy and like to organize performances or something." Dunkirk explained.

"It's so lively!" Huang Chen exclaimed, and then he looked at the girl across the table. The hazy light shone on her cheeks, making it hard to tell whether the blush was from the girl's shyness or the light.

But what does it matter?

"Dunkirk, would you like to go for a walk with me?" Huang Chen invited.

"Okay." Dunkirk looked at the flickering light and shadow at the door, just like his own heartbeat.

"Boss! Check out!" The two men stood up and walked towards the counter at the door.

"Okay! The total consumption for the two of you is 1420 yuan." Standing behind the counter was a cute white-haired ship girl with cat ears on her head. It was impossible to tell what kind of ship girl she was.