Elder brother's garrison

Unlike hard metal, it's soft and very elastic.

This was the first time Sukupf had examined his own body.

Is this what ship girls are like?

What a flexible body!

As ship girls, they are instilled with a great deal of modern common sense the moment they are conceived.

Sukup knew that his biological form was closer to that of a human girl than to that of a ship.

Theoretically speaking, it is not the same thing as the actual historical cruiser submarine Surcouf.

To be precise, she was just a girl dreaming of something called Sukup.

They are warriors who help humanity protect the land from invasion.

She is a ship girl, a subordinate created by the admiral.

—Sukoff understood the meaning of his existence in a very short time.

Everything became clear.

Then, all that's left is to wait for the admiral who created you to come and greet you.

Sukup looked around at the dark surroundings.

Who is my admiral?

It must be a man.

When it comes to protecting peace, men are generally more involved.

He might be a handsome, powerful man whose slap could shatter the heavens and the earth, or whose kick could split the ocean apart.

—Okay, Sukoff admits he was overthinking it.

If even the admiral is this capable, what's the point of having me?

—He's probably just a pretty handsome ordinary person.

Sukupov thought to himself as he remained inside the dark construction facility.

Sukoff has a sense of time, but because she is always surrounded by a narrow and dark environment, she cannot accurately feel how long she has been there.

Maybe one day.

Maybe two days.

Sukuf waited.

However, waiting for this is very tedious and boring.

For Sukupv, it was an incredibly long time.

—The admiral is so slow.

Why haven't they come to pick me up yet?

In endless darkness.

Sukup waited helplessly.

The warm, dark surroundings did not bother Sukoff, as it was the environment closest to that of the Sukoff cruiser submarine during its underwater operations, and Sukoff did not dislike it.

Moreover, there always seemed to be some inexplicable energy-like things around him that seeped into his body.

Without this thing, I might go hungry.

Sukup continued to wait.

Waiting, waiting, maybe three days, maybe four days.

As time goes by, the energy that seeps into my body from the warm surroundings seems to become less and less.

The feeling of drowsiness began to loom over my body like a shadow.

Sukup probably understood that his body was choosing to hibernate in a way that allowed it to survive the gradual depletion of resources.

Maybe five days, maybe six days.

Until one day, Sukoff began to doubt his own sense of time.

Perhaps I didn't wait that long.

Perhaps I'll have to wait a little longer.

...Perhaps, it will take ten thousand years.

Drowsiness devoured Sukup's mind like a hungry beast.

She fell into a deep sleep.

In the instant before his consciousness faded, Sukupov recalled a possibility.

Perhaps, his own admiral has forgotten about him.

……

Then, perhaps ten thousand years later, perhaps twenty thousand years later, perhaps thirty thousand years later.

The hissing sound of the airflow slapped the first ray of sunlight, which was quite dazzling even through my eyelids, onto my face.

I woke myself from that seemingly endless sleep.

so tired.

I'm so tired.

—Someone has come to pick me up.

It must be my own admiral.

Sulph had long ago thought about what he would say when he met the admiral.

What should I say when I meet the admiral?

forget.

Let bygones be bygones; I don't have the energy to talk about it anymore anyway.

A refreshing gas flowed into his parched body like ocean water.

My body seemed to have flipped a switch, and I started breathing heavily and uncontrollably.

In that instant, Succou felt as if she had finally broken free from some kind of constraint and become a true ship girl.

Sukupov collapsed forward, utterly exhausted.

What kind of admiral was I again?

Sukupov thought about it, but couldn't remember what he had thought back then.

Well... whatever, the fact that they even picked me up is already the best admiral in the world.

My body bumped into something soft.

A ticklish sensation came from my chest.

The cool, itchy breath made me feel strangely uncomfortable.

Bang.

He had pinned someone down on the ground.

My ears are ringing; I can't hear anything around me.

Like listening to the thunderstorm on the surface of the sea beneath the ocean in a dream, the sound is indistinct, as if everything is shrouded in a thick veil, buzzing.

Sukupf's eyes twitched.

She opened her eyes.

After a brief moment of dizziness, Sukupov could see clearly the person he had pinned down.

Before him stood a girl with black hair and black eyes.

Her eyes are big, like the ocean.

Sukupov could almost see his own reflection in her eyes.

Like looking in a mirror, Sukupf saw his own reflection for the first time.

……

It seems the admiral is a girl.

Sukupov thought to himself.

In that case, it's good that I forgot the excuse I prepared beforehand. Anyway, it's probably useless to this admiral.

Sukup's lips moved.

My voice is a little hoarse, and I can't speak.

Ah, that makes sense, after all, I've been imprisoned for ten thousand years.

Let's not say anything for now.

Sukup took a deep breath and raised his head.

"Y-you...hello." The girl beneath Sukoff looked at him and gave him a warm smile.

Ah, what a delightful smile.

If smiling could save the world, the world would be at peace by now, right?

Sukup continued to inhale, his body arching upwards like a spring.

The muscles and internal organs felt relaxed, and tiny stimuli kept coming from them.

Then, Sukupov slammed his head down hard on the girl's forehead.

That was the strongest headbutt that Sukupov could muster, with the least amount of lethality.

"Awoo!" The girl in front of him let out a cute howl, like a small animal.

The rage of being imprisoned for ten thousand years!

Let that damned admiral have a taste!

The number of monthly passes I receive is gradually decreasing.

I recommend a book called "My Tabletop RPG Club Was Actually Chosen by Nyarlathotep".

In tabletop role-playing games, most player actions require dice rolls for judgment, making attribute allocation for game characters crucial. Therefore, before each scenario, the keeper often informs players which attribute points will be more advantageous. This tactic of the keeper can increase the difficulty of the tabletop role-playing game several times over.

However, Lin Yu's troubles did not stem from the malice of the keeper of the secret.

His only problem was that seemingly silver-haired beauty was actually an evil god who could make a person's SAN value drop by a hundred million points.

That's right—the main problem is—I was forcibly dragged into the role-playing game, and now Nyarlathotep has set her sights on me. Isn't that a mistake?

Chapter 101 My mentality has collapsed!

Sukoff's romantic headbutt landed hard on Little White's forehead.

After taking that hit, Xiaobai let out a mournful cry and curled up, clutching its head.

Holy crap, that was a critical hit.

Xiao Bai's head was instantly enveloped by a dizzying, slightly painful sensation.

A bunch of tiny golden stars popped into his eyes.

As for why he got hit with a headbutt right from the start, Xiaobai had a pretty good idea of ​​why.

It seems this ship girl isn't having a good time in the construction facility...

Fortunately, this ship girl still has some humanity. Although Xiaobai's head hurts, it's just the result of taking a headbutt with human-level strength.

If this ship girl had really used the power of her ship equipment, after that attack, Xiaobai's brain would probably have turned into a mess of salty tofu pudding, like a watermelon smashed by a sledgehammer.

anyway.

Why should I, the younger sister, have to pay for the sins my brother committed...?

The little white cat on the floor felt an overwhelming sense of injustice and grievance.