The slightly weird commander's ship girl tour

"That's pineapple fried rice!" Walker continued.

Can pineapple be used to make fried rice? Huang Chen felt a little complicated.

But the idea is to use pineapple as an ingredient and stir-fry it into the rice. You can try it.

"Okay." Huang Chen nodded, then looked at Tartu, "What about Tartu? What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Ah? Um, Commander?" Tartu turned around, a little confused.

"What are you planning to eat tonight? You can order."

"Oh, I'll eat the same thing as Walkerlan." Tartu thought for a moment and finally said.

"Where are the dumplings?" Huang Chen looked at Essex again.

"Me? I can do anything, as long as it's done by the commander." Essex smiled faintly.

"Okay." Huang Chen nodded and walked towards the kitchen, just in time to see Bumblebee coming towards him.

"Commander, I'm going." Bumblebee nodded to Huang Chen with a basket in his hand.

"Is there anything Bumblebee would like to eat? I can try to make it tonight." Huang Chen asked.

"Well, actually, I like to eat everything." Bumblebee laughed heartily, "But since the Commander asked, I'd like to try the Mapo Tofu."

"Mapo Tofu." Huang Chen recalled the ingredients in the kitchen refrigerator. "Then you can also buy some tofu, chili peppers, and Sichuan peppercorns. And also two pineapples."

"Okay." Bumblebee nodded.

Watching Bumblebee's departing back, Huang Chen also found a pot in the kitchen. Since Walkerlan wanted to eat fried rice, he would buy the rice and put it aside to remove the moisture.

He found a restaurant across the street and ordered a pot of rice, which was basically enough to eat. Huang Chen came back to prepare the ingredients for dinner.

"Although Jiaozi said she likes it casually, as the ship girl of the White Eagle, she still likes sweet food, right?"

"Let's make some sweet and sour pork with beef. We should ask Bumblebee to buy some pork. Then we won't stir-fry the shredded beef."

"Then Dunkirk and the others might come back and do a little more." Huang Chen thought as he sorted.

Essex wanted to come in to help, but Huang Chen refused. It was just cooking, no big deal.

And it seems that I don’t know how to cook dumplings.

Just when Huang Chen had almost finished tidying up, Bumblebee came back. Looking at the time, it was almost four o'clock, so Huang Chen started cooking.

He had cooked for himself many times, but this was the first time he cooked for his own ship girl.

It felt a little strange, but it didn't affect the movements of his hands.

Time passed slowly. This was the first time Huang Chen cooked so many meals, and he didn't manage his time well. When the last dish of stewed beef with potatoes came out of the pot, it was already six o'clock.

Huang Chen came to the hall with a plate. Everyone was already sitting around the table, staring at him expectantly.

Even Vicious was sitting aside in high spirits.

Moreover, Dunkirk and La Galissonnière also came back at some point and sat at the table, looking at Huang Chen with smiles.

"Commander, I'm sorry I'm back a little late." Dunkirk said apologetically.

"The commander is quite capable." La Galissonnière looked at the food on the table, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Nothing." Huang Chen shook his head and sat on the chair, but found that everyone was looking at him and no one spoke.

"Eat, why not?" Huang Chen picked up the chopsticks, picked up some shredded potatoes and put them in Walkerlan's bowl. The latter's face immediately fell.

Seeing Walkerlan's look, everyone burst into laughter, and dinner began in a joyful atmosphere.

Looking at everyone eating the work he had spent half the afternoon on with smiles on their faces, Huang Chen felt an inexplicable sense of relief filling his heart.

Is this the relationship between the commander and the ship girl?

This kind of family relationship.

Chapter 055 Daily and Extraordinary

After dinner, everyone started chatting.

"I went to Pennsylvania, and she said that she does have a KanColle illustration book, but it can't be borrowed and can only be viewed at her place, so I plan to go there again tomorrow and count all my former sisters." Dunkirk said.

"Then I'll go too." Hearing this, Essex said, "If Senior Enterprise had thought of the Kanmusu Guide a long time ago, I would have never thought of it."

"Okay, Commander, do you want to go and take a look?" Dunkirk looked at Huang Chen and said.

"I'll go too." Huang Chen nodded. Since it was about his daughter, he had to go.

Everyone started chatting about other things, and soon Walker felt bored, so he ran to the side with his mahjong and started playing by himself.

Then he saw Dunkirk walking over, and the two of them said something to each other, and Walker walked away with a gloomy face.

"What's wrong, Dunkirk?" Huang Chen asked puzzledly.

"I asked her to clean the warehouse before I left, but she forgot. I criticized her a little bit." Dunkirk said helplessly.

"Is that so?" Huang Chen nodded. Walkerland had said before that he found the mahjong while cleaning the warehouse. Unexpectedly, after finding the mahjong, he completely forgot about cleaning.

Then everyone continued to chat.

After a while, La Galissonnière left, and Bumblebee disappeared at some point. Tartu had been reading a book, and Vicious had disappeared long ago.

For a moment, only Dunkirk, Huang Chen and Essex were still chatting.

In fact, it is mainly about Dunkirk, and they are all trivial things happening around us.

For example, when I went out with La Galissonnière in the afternoon, the car ran out of gas halfway, so the two of them summoned the ship equipment and pushed the car to the gas station.

It was probably such trivial matters, but Huang Chen found it very interesting to listen to.

In this way, time passed and slowly night came.

The night was still heavy, bringing sleepiness to everyone. They yawned and returned to their rooms.

Huang Chen finished washing up and sat on the edge of the bed. The hill-like notebook had disappeared, having been viciously cleaned up.

He looked at the slightly messy bed, with complicated thoughts in his mind.

"Boom boom boom——"

The next moment the door opened and a vicious little head popped in, looking around, "Commander?"

Before Huang Chen could react further, he opened the door and came in.

"Vicious? What are you doing?"

"Hehe." Evil said nothing, and threw himself directly onto Huang Chen's legs, then rolled onto the bed, "I'm coming to sleep."

"Go back to your room!" Huang Chen raised his brows. How could he encourage such evil practices?

"Will the commander come?" Evil asked with her head tilted. She was wearing a thin white pajamas, her silver hair was tied into a bun, and there seemed to be small stars in her blue eyes.

"The commander slept with Essex yesterday, so today it's my turn."

"You..." Huang Chen felt a little funny and sighed, "I really can't do anything about you."

So, they slept in Huang Chen's room that night. The little Loli was very cute, and it made people feel warm to hold her in his arms while sleeping. Of course, nothing happened, and neither of them had such an idea yet.

I don’t know why, but I always felt like I heard someone whispering “Dunkirk” at night, which led to me having a dream about Dunkirk last night.

The next morning, after going to find Pennsylvania with Dunkirk and Essex, I finally succeeded in getting a list of all the sisters who had once been in the port area.

He returned unexpectedly quickly before lunch, leaving La Galissonnier, who was originally preparing to show off his skills, with no room to perform.

After lunch, Wei Du again asked Huang Chen to help her bring a few more notebooks, but of course he seriously refused.

There was nothing to do in the afternoon, so everyone was packing up and chatting. Dunkirk and others had been here for a long time, and there were many strange things in the warehouse or the room.

In the afternoon, Walkerlan found another chess set and took it to find someone to play with. On the way, he was brought back by the garbage-throwing Bumblebee.

From time to time, there were ship girls coming to buy desserts. After Dunkirk told them that it was closing down, they all looked regretful and shocked.

There are even ship girls who vowed to follow Dunkirk.

But after hearing that it was the commander who had returned, he left in embarrassment.

There was no conversation that night, and I slept in the Essex room.

The next day was another day of cleaning the room. There was nothing much to say. It was almost done by the evening. A lot of things were cleared out that day. The storage room or warehouse that was full before was now empty, and the rooms everywhere became deserted.

Some of the usable ones were given away to neighbors, and the rest were thrown away.

After a busy day, Huang Chen felt a little tired, so he lay down on the bed and fell asleep. It had been a long time since he slept alone today.

But for some reason, I still heard that strange call at night.

Why wasn’t there one yesterday?

On the third day, Dunkirk got up early and made a lot of desserts, almost using up all the stock.

"Is this for the neighbors?" Huang Chen walked into the kitchen and looked at the many desserts, feeling a little confused.

"Give some to the neighbors, and some to the customers who come to buy desserts. I was busy the past few days and didn't prepare any." Dunkirk said while busying himself, "And then there are some friends. I plan to visit them today."

"Commander, do you want to go too?"

"Ah. Let's go and take a look too." Huang Chen said, then stepped forward to help, "I'll come too."

Although his level is not as good as Dunkirk, he can still be of some help.

"Ah, thank you so much, Commander." Dunkirk smiled as always, gentle and peaceful, elegant and generous.

Huang Chen originally thought that he only had a few friends, but he didn't expect that he and Dunkirk would visit until the evening.

Huang Chen didn't know how many ship girls there were in this city.

Huang Chen didn't know how many friends Dunkirk had.

What about the Bumblebee? What about Essex? What about La Galissonnière? What about Vauquelin? What about Tartu? What about Malevolence?

...maybe not vicious.

When the two returned to the dessert shop, it was already late at night. Everyone else had fallen asleep and the city was plunged into darkness. The street lights were still on, providing a yellow glow.

Looking at the slender and graceful figure walking in front of him, Huang Chen felt like saying something, but he didn't know what to say.

"Dunkirk!"

"Hmm? Commander?" Dunkirk turned around and looked at him with some confusion.

She was wearing a khaki windbreaker today, with her silver hair draped behind her, and a white dress with an unfamiliar pattern on it.

The round legs wrapped in black stockings are hidden in the darkness, but their outlines can still be seen, melodious and beautiful.

She looked at Huang Chen in confusion, her scarlet eyes still so bright in the dark night.

Huang Chen opened his mouth, feeling as if there were thousands of words in his heart, but in the end, only one sentence came out, "Nothing, go to bed early."

"Commander, you should also have a good rest." Dunkirk chuckled, seeming a little surprised and a little regretful.

"Dunkirk!" Huang Chen shouted again as he looked at Dunkirk who was about to walk up the stairs.

"Ok?"

"I like you!"

Chapter 056 Whose problem is this?

"I like you!" Huang Chen took a step forward and gently held Dunkirk in his arms. The girl's body seemed to be trembling, or perhaps it was his own body that was trembling.

"...Commander?" Dunkirk asked softly.

"Although it's a bit inappropriate and seems a bit beyond my ability, but..." Huang Chen let go of his hand and looked at the girl in front of him.

She seemed a little confused, but more surprised.

Huang Chen felt his breathing became a little rapid and his heartbeat became a little faster. The "thump thump thump" in his ears seemed to be his own heartbeat and he could not hear anything else.

"It may be a little abrupt, after all, we have only met again for a few days, but I still want to say that I like you." Huang Chen touched his pocket, as if looking for something, and finally took out a banknote from his pocket and folded it between his fingers.

"I may not understand you, and we may not be close, but I still want to say that I like you." Huang Chen felt that he was a little incoherent, but his hands moved quickly.

"So..., so..., Dunkirk." Huang Chen took a few deep breaths, placed the object made of banknotes in the palm of his hand, and slowly held it in front of Dunkirk.