The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Friday, September 12st.

"Proceed with caution."

Miss Watson turned over the German Mark coin in her hand. "That's awesome."

"Proceed with caution, be a bit arrogant..."

She repeated, flicking the coin into the air with her thumb.

Ding!

The coin flipped in the air fell onto the back of the hand.

So awesome.

...Do you want to throw it again?

Looking at the Miss Watson Memorial Hall not far ahead, Miss Watson looked at the equipment box at her feet and decided not to flip the coin. After all, the act of flipping a coin itself represents a potential idea. It is rare to have time to visit Heidelberg, and the most important thing is to have fun.

"Well, it looks like the memorial has been expanded." Michella reported the situation while holding a telescope. "The location here is not very good. There seems to be a bus in front of the memorial? But today is Friday, there may be some group tour activities. I remember I participated in it before."

"Okay, so the group activity is to visit my old home? Although I didn't live there for too long." Miss Watson confirmed that there was no one around, opened the equipment box, took off the pantyhose and Martin boots on her legs, and transformed into a tentacle figure to wear the new version of the military uniform princess suit. There were actually two suitcases at her feet, and the other one contained the old version of the military uniform princess suit that she would return later. The magic floating cloak flew back to her arm and turned into a red and white armband with a strange dart symbol.

Snapped!

Miss Watson slapped him: "Do you want me to die?"

【Wronged】

"Wow, that's cool." Michelle leaned against the wall and took a photo of the princess in military uniform looking back with her camera: "After changing into this dress, I feel your whole temperament is different."

"I hope you are not recalling the scene in the toilet of the cafe just now. Then don't mention the word toilet to me again today." Miss Watson rolled her eyes, put on the helmet of the military princess, and picked up the old box: "Then can you help me watch the empty box? Or come with me later?"

"Of course, I don't want to miss it."

Michella smiled, picked up another empty box, and disappeared down the stairs.

Although the memorial is located in the suburbs, there are still many rooftops of houses around it that are accessible. Miss Watson jumped down to the street from the roof of a building closer to the memorial. She fully implemented the idea of ​​doing whatever she wanted to do happily. She walked out carelessly carrying her suitcase, attracting the attention of passers-by.

To avoid causing panic, she hid the two 1911 pistols inside her windbreaker, leaving only the unsharpened vintage cavalry swords on both sides of her waist - these were souvenirs the two bought while shopping last night. Soon, two men who looked like tourists came up to her: "Hey! Lady, you look so cool! Is there any special event today? Oh, can we take a picture of you?"

"I'm sorry, gentlemen, I'm going to be late."

Miss Watson pointed to the memorial.

Why is it that the stereotype of Germans being punctual is deeply rooted in people's minds? After she said this, no one bothered her anymore, and she walked smoothly to the gate. The passers-by must have thought of themselves as role-playing players, or the staff of the memorial hall... It was pretty good.

As she approached the door, Miss Watson was soon startled.

I actually have a relief?!

Why didn’t I see it the last time I came?

In front of me stood a rectangular relief of about five or six meters wide. In the center were Miss Watson and Captain America. The former was still wearing an old version of the military princess suit, and on both sides were members of the Howling Commandos. The two people in the relief were holding each other's shoulders, one holding a gun and the other holding a shield. No matter how you look at this posture, it's so...

can not watch anymore.

There was a thump, and Miss Watson covered her helmet with her iron hand.

"Ma'am, have you bought your ticket?"

Just then, a fat lady next to her stopped her as she was about to move forward.

No, do I need to buy a ticket to enter my own memorial?

Looking at the serious middle-aged woman and then at the people queuing in front of her, Miss Watson sighed and asked, "Where is the ticket office?"

"That's the little house behind you." The old lady looked at her cheerfully: "Did you make this dress yourself? It looks really nice!"

"......Thanks."

A few minutes later, Miss Watson checked her ticket and entered the venue amidst a chorus of praise. It turned out that everyone really regarded her as a fanatic fan of Miss Watson. The main difference between the Military Princess 2.0 suit and the previous version was indeed significant, especially the degree of gorgeousness. In the words of a female doctor: it did not imitate the soul, and why did it come with two cavalry swords? Can you please respect the original version?

That being said, it's still the same when you get into bed...

Miss Watson flipped through the memorial brochure and read two pages. She finally understood why there had been such a big change. The government had stepped up its anti-war propaganda in recent years, promoting Miss Watson, one of the few positive cases in the country during World War II, and expanding her memorial to become an anti-war education base. Therefore, more than half of the exhibits and content in the current Miss Watson Memorial had nothing to do with her.

Ironically, the brochure also mentioned the theft of an important exhibit in the museum in 1990, saying that it was necessary to reshape the concept of respecting history for the new generation of young people. Miss Watson couldn't help but knock on the helmet again when she saw this. For the sake of women's clothing, she just wanted to get her helmet back!

However, at least compared with the Japanese, the Germans have a much better attitude towards reflecting and reviewing World War II.

......never mind.

Putting the pamphlet away, she continued walking.

Then she froze.

Why are there so many elementary school students...

Miss Watson was stunned for a moment, until a few pairs of eyes found her, and then she started yelling in her ears, she came to her senses and found herself surrounded by a large group of idiots. Even as obedient as the Germans, they couldn't make the children obedient, especially when they got excited, the volume could compete with the car horns.

"Wow wow wow so cool!"

"Ms. Watson!!!!"

"It's Miss Watson!!!"

"Ahhhh Teacher! Look! Miss Watson appears!!!"

I don't know who shouted the first sentence, but all the children followed suit and jumped around Miss Watson. She regretted it in her heart, regretting it a hundred times. She shouldn't have secretly used magnetism to manipulate the coin to show the reverse side, otherwise why would she end up in this situation?

"Hey! Are you really Miss Watson?" A little blonde girl shook her hand, her eyes sparkling. Miss Watson sighed, glanced at Michelle who had sneaked in and was hiding nearby, and nodded with her hands on her hips: "Yes, I am Miss Watson, and I just traveled here from the battlefield of World War II."

There was a burst of "Wow" exclamations from all around, the adults who saw it laughed, and a doctor even took a camera and took pictures. Fortunately, the teacher of these elementary school students laughed, but he took the initiative to help her out: "Everyone, don't do this! It disturbs others, kids! Be obedient, disperse first, don't push!"

The group of little kids dispersed with laughter, but some of them were still pulling Miss Watson and refused to leave.

For example, this little blonde girl.

"Wendy!" The female teacher walked up quickly and said, "Be good and let go of your hands. This is very rude."

After that, she gave Miss Watson an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry to bother you, are you a staff member here?"

"Do not."

Miss Watson pointed to the door: "I bought a ticket to come in, too."

"Miss Watson!"

The little girl Wendy tugged at her clothes: "Did you kiss Captain America?"

"Wendy!" the female teacher couldn't help but shout.

"Who told you that I kissed him?!" Miss Watson shouted even louder than her.

"look!"

Wendy raised her hand and pointed at the photo frame on the wall: "You are so close up there!"

Turning her head in the direction, Miss Watson saw the photo that had been magnified several times. It was the photo of her, Captain America, and the Howling Commandos sitting on a Tiger heavy tank after the war in 1944. In the photo, she and Steve were sitting in the middle, smiling brightly at the camera, and the point was that her skirt was a little shorter.

NMD, is this a malicious photo editing? My skirt is not that short!

I’ll give you my lawyer’s letter!!!

Taking a deep breath, Miss Watson stopped looking at the photo and raised a finger towards Wendy: "Okay, little girl, you should have your own opinions and don't believe everything others say. First, Steve and I are just comrades-in-arms. We have never kissed! Second! Steve has a girlfriend! Her name is Peggy Carter! They actually kissed each other, I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Really?" Before Wendy could say anything, another kid next to her interrupted, "But the book says you two are in a triangle relationship!"

"Hey! Do you know what a triangle relationship is?"

"It's just... three people dating each other!"

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

The adults watching the scene couldn't hold back any more, especially Michelle. She covered her face with a scarf and laughed so hard that she couldn't even straighten her back. The female teacher, who was trying to dissuade them, was also amused by these words and laughed out loud. The memorial hall was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Okay, I give up! I'm not Miss Watson!"

Miss Watson was so angry that she was shaking all over. She waved her hands repeatedly: "Children! I am pretending to be Miss Watson! You see, the clothes I wear are different from the ones on the relief... Look at that! That's what a princess in military uniform looks like, right? I made this myself. I'm not Miss Watson. Don't surround me!"

Dr. Heinzwafen squatted on the ground with laughter.

"Kids... poof..."

The teacher was interrupted by her own laughter as soon as she opened her mouth. She took two breaths before continuing, "Did you hear that, kids? Miss Watson is gone, but Santa Claus will still come! You have to behave well. If you disobey or do bad things, Santa Claus won't give you any presents!"

Then everyone dispersed.

Wendy looked back every few steps and followed the main group.

"Hey lady! Can we take a picture?"

"Yeah, it's so much fun!"

"Did you really make this outfit yourself? What a cool cavalry sword! Where did you buy it?"

The kids left, but the adults around them were still watching the fun. Now that they finally had some free time, they all came forward to take pictures with Miss Watson. Glancing at Michelle who was still squatting on the ground, Miss Watson felt angry: "Okay... Hi! That lady! The one with the black scarf! Can you take a picture for us?"

"No... no problem..." Michelle held her stomach, stood up, walked a few steps, and then squatted down again. An old lady next to her even thought that the girl was feeling unwell, so she put her arm around her and asked her questions. Under the guidance of the staff, a group photo formation of more than a dozen people was set up in the main entrance hall, and Miss Watson was undoubtedly surrounded in the middle.

Of course there was more than one photographer.

"Hey! Wait! Look at me!"

The young man next to Miss Watson suddenly remembered something, and with a loud shout, he turned around and took out a Captain America shield from his backpack. This action quickly spread to other people, and tourists took out their newly bought souvenirs one after another.

"Come! Look at the camera——"

If you do this again next time, I'll be a dog.

Miss Watson curled her lips and put one hand on her waist in front of the camera.