The Reborn Admiral of the Ship Girl

"It's hard for me to believe that you didn't prepare in advance."

Standing in front of the floor-length mirror and turning around, looking at the suitably sized waiter's uniform, Zhong Yu always felt that they had already thought about such a possibility.

"No, no, how could it be? It's just that you haven't worn some clothes Commander, I thought I would let you wear them one day."

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Zhong Yu suddenly turned back to look at Saratoga, and she suddenly realized something and closed her mouth.

"how many?"

"Eh...how much is it?"

"Clothes, how many clothes did you buy?"

"What clothes? We don't buy much clothes, right z46?"

"Well, I haven't bought any clothes."

Saratoga just whistled out of tune and looked elsewhere. Seeing this, Zhong Yu could only sigh helplessly. He didn't particularly care, he was just curious about what clothes he bought.

"So, what's next?"

"Let me think about it, we have already completed most of the work. The commander only needs to walk around with a glass of wine."

Saratoga took out a tray and handed it to Zhong Yu, "It seems that this is the only job. As for z46 and I, our work is over."

After that, Saratoga began to take off his clothes, completely ignoring Zhong Yu who was still standing here.

"At least find a place where no one is around."

"Anyway, I just took off my coat. Could it be said that the commander thought of going somewhere else?"

Saratoga smiled evilly and came closer. As she said, the waiter's uniform she was wearing was just a coat. She took off her coat and became casual clothes.

"Yes, so what? Otherwise, I will execute you on the spot here?"

Zhong Yu pinched Saratoga's face, "Well, it hurts."

Saratoga took a step back, stuck out her tongue and made a face, "The commander just said it, a little bit."

Zhong Yu walked up to z46, touched her head, and warned her earnestly: "Don't follow Saratoga's example, do you understand?"

"Hey, it feels so comfortable."

Regardless of whether z46 heard it or not, let’s go take a look first. Anyway, I find it quite boring.

"Phelps, would you like a drink?"

After walking a few steps, he met his first "guest" Zhong Yu, who bowed slightly and held the tray firmly with his right hand.

It was actually a bit difficult at first. If you take too much, the cup will start to shake accidentally, but if you take too little, you will always feel unconvinced. In the end, he chose a similar number, perfectly maintaining the quantity and balance, which made Zhong Yu very proud.

"Si, hello, Commander."

Seeing Zhong Yu walking up to him, Phelps was a little flustered for a moment.

Mainly because Zhong Yu was originally the focus of the party, and since he now appeared in a waiter's uniform, many people's eyes were fixed on him almost immediately. If he hadn't talked to Phelps, someone would have come to talk to Zhong Yu within a few seconds.

"What a good boy for not following Saratoga and the others to the kitchen."

Zhong Yu smiled and touched Phelps' head. They seemed to have invited Phelps to join them at that time, but Phelps refused. Such a good character of not being tempted.

"Hey, eh, ah... um, thank you, Admiral."

Phelps chose to accept the award in silence, mainly because she actually didn't refuse it.

When she arrived, she saw z46 standing at the door of the kitchen looking around. After understanding the situation, she thankfully returned the way she came.

However, the commander doesn’t know about this either…

She secretly glanced at Zhong Yu, who was smiling. At this time, the latter was still immersed in the mood of "she is so cute". Naturally, he would not care about Phelps's small details.

After that, Zhong Yu began to shuttle around the venue and quickly became busy. Because as long as he took a few steps, the drinks on the tray disappeared, and he had to go back to replenish them.

Can you please consider me? Haven't you finished drinking yet?

Complaints are complaints, but Zhong Yu still faithfully performed what a waiter should do. After all, it was not too tiring.

"Commander, thank you for your hard work. Do you want to help?"

Shropshire walked up to him and asked softly. Originally, Shropshire and other serious maids were supposed to do this, but Yixian and the others asked Shropshire to do it this time on the grounds that the usual maids were enough and they had already found someone. Became the object of service.

"No, no, I'm still enjoying it. Do you want a drink?"

"Then I won't be polite."

Shropshire picked up a glass and glanced at Zhong Yu again, "But this must be the first time for you to use the tray, Commander. It's really amazing that it can be used so smoothly."

"Yes, hehe."

Zhong Yu could not suppress the raised corners of his mouth for a moment, and his expression was also noticed by Shropshire.

"Yes, the tray still requires some skills. You can master it for the first time using the commander, which is indeed very powerful."

"It's not that powerful, at least compared to you, it's still far behind."

Being able to remain humble is also something Shropshire likes.

Although he was busy, Zhong Yu soon realized that he no longer needed to walk around the venue. Everyone has now entered a brief period of exhaustion. They just want to chat and eat very little. At this stage, there is basically nothing to do with the waiter. Zhong Yu, who realized it, returned to the dressing room and took off his coat.

"Yeah - it's still a bit strong. I really admire Shropshire and the others."

Zhong Yu stretched and met Northampton when he came back. She should still be fighting for food.

"As expected of Yixian, his craftsmanship is really good. Let's walk around and take a look."

Zhong Yu temporarily left the party, and then smelled a strong smell of alcohol in a certain room.

What an amazing wine smell.

Zhong Yu thought this and opened the door.

What caught my eye were the large and small wine bottles on the table, some were empty, and some were still full. There were words written on it that Zhong Yu didn't recognize.

The initiator of everything was leaning on the sofa and putting the wine into her mouth. She didn't even use a cup, but directly raised the bottle.

"Soviet Union?"

Zhong Yu exclaimed tentatively, "Soviet of the Ship Girl Management Association, why is she drinking alone here?"

"Ah, hello, Comrade Commander!"

Soviet Union raised the bottle of wine in her hand, her red cheeks indicating that she had been drinking here for a while.

"Hello, why are you here?"

"Ah, oh, I originally wanted to send it to the venue, but I couldn't hold it back for a while. With so much good wine right in front of me, I believe not many people can hold it back."

Soviet Union stood up unsteadily, walked to Zhong Yu and put his arm around his shoulders.

"Take this opportunity, comrade, let's have a few drinks together."

"Hey, I, I rarely drink."

The smell of alcohol was like a punch to Zhong Yu's nose, and the Soviet Union was too enthusiastic, making him a little at a loss.

"It's okay, comrade, the alcohol content of these wines is not high. After a few sips, you will definitely fall in love with them."

Before Zhong Yu could react, Su Su dragged him to the sofa and sat down.

"The first thing is this..."

Su Su casually picked up a bottle. Her actions made Zhong Yu wonder if she had really thought about it. She just held it in front of her and glanced at it.

"Ok."

Zhong Yu took the bottle she handed him, picked up the untouched cup on the table and poured some.

"Okay, here's to our encounter with comrades, cheers!"

"cheers."

Zhong Yu picked up the wine glass. This seemed to be called a toast, and he seemed to be finishing it in one gulp.

so spicy! ! !

Zhong Yu frowned suddenly. The moment he took the drink, a burning sensation spread. When he drank it, even his neck felt hot.

"Okay! As expected of a comrade!"

Seeing Zhong Yu finish the drink, Su Su smiled happily, "It's okay, I'll get used to it soon."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but as the Soviet Union said, the spicy feeling comes and goes quickly, and then turns to a mild sweetness. It was Zhong Yu who felt his body was a little hot.

"that……"

"Next drink, here's to comrade's victory, a great victory!"

"Well……"

She had said so, and she was still in high spirits. Zhong Yu poured out another glass and drank it.

After drinking this cup, I felt that the fever in my body became more and more serious, and my thinking ability seemed to have declined. Hey, is it time to go?

"Comrade is really talented. Have another drink and toast to our friendship!"

"Well……"

Zhong Yu poured himself another glass in silence.

What should...what should happen?

"Stop using the cup, it's inconvenient."

Soviet Union picked up Zhong Yu's cup and put it aside. Zhong Yu was already a little delirious at this time. He raised the bottle in his hand according to Soviet Union's words.

"Here's to our banquet!"

"..."

"To you and me!"

"..."

"Cheers to our health!"

"cheers."

"May the future be better, cheers!"

"cheers!"