Crossing the azure as a black dragon

Black Flying Dragon walked over and, following Yuudachi's finger, saw a street brightly lit like a long dragon. Not only in the direction Yuudachi pointed, the entire port area was as bright as day, with almost no dark corners in sight.

The fireworks are still going up in the sky. They've been going on for so long; I wonder how much money they've spent.

"It's so beautiful."

Black Dragon sighed softly.

"Alright, let's go down."

After glancing at the bustling festival street, Black Flying Dragon patted Yuudachi's head, turned around, and went downstairs.

Yuudachi walked to the steps, but didn't rush downstairs. She waited until the black dragon reached the bottom before hopping down from there.

"Hey!"

Yuudachi made three jumps and landed smoothly in front of the black dragon, then gave me a look that said, "Praise me!"

Be careful.

Black Flying Dragon stood with one hand on his hip, looking somewhat helpless.

Logically speaking, her physical abilities far surpass Yuudachi's, but in terms of mental strength, Yuudachi is far superior to her.

"hey-hey."

Undeterred, Yuudachi ran to the Black Dragon's side, grabbed her right hand, and pulled her into the festival street.

Since this is in Donghuang, there are no contestants strolling around in bathrobes.

Oh, it's a kimono.

As soon as they entered the neighborhood, Yuudachi let go of Black Flying Dragon's hand and ran to a nearby stall to buy food.

Although they lived together, they still managed their finances separately.

"Money, shouldn't we take on some missions?"

Black Flying Dragon took out her identity card. She had been to sea many times, but half of those trips were on commission, meaning she was doing unpaid work.

"Let Akashi pay for energy from now on."

Black Dragon thought about it and figured that since it was just exchanging energy for ship equipment, it wouldn't make a difference in terms of money.

"Sister Long! Do you want some?"

Soon, Yuudachi ran back, carrying two scallion pancakes.

"kindness."

Black Flying Dragon took the scallion pancake and took a bite. The taste didn't seem to be much different from his previous life.

"I ate my way through this whole area last year, I know exactly where the best food is!"

Yuudachi puffed out his chest with a hint of smugness.

Although Yuudachi is a destroyer, her breastplate is at least two sizes thicker than Saratoga's, but Yuudachi's clothes are a bit too big, so it's not very noticeable.

When relaxing, Yuudachi likes to wear clothes a size too big because they are more comfortable.

"Then, would you please show me around, Ms. Yuudachi?"

Black Flying Dragon echoed Yuudachi's words.

"Oh! Leave it to me!"

Yuudachi is on fire.

"There's a delicious noodle shop up ahead!"

Yuudachi immediately recommended some food.

"Hmm, is there anything particularly special about this place?"

Black Flying Dragon followed Yuudachi strolling down the street with a smile.

There weren't many people on this street; most of them were ship girls. Black Dragon even saw a few ship girls he had met once before eating late-night snacks and chatting here.

"Something special about it?"

Yuudachi tilted her head and thought for a moment.

"Uh-huh."

Black Dragon nodded.

"I've got it! I think I saw a guy from the Northern Alliance selling some useless props here last year."

After much contemplation, Yuudachi finally remembered a place.

"Oh? Then let's go take a look later."

Black Dragon was somewhat surprised.

"Mmm, the roast chicken at that place over there is really delicious, could you...?"

"

After nodding, Yuudachi tentatively asked a question.

"Go."

Black Flying Dragon slightly raised his chin.

"Great!"

Yuudachi happily ran over to talk to the shop owner.

"There are no cherry blossom ships."

Black Flying Dragon took a bite of her scallion pancake, looked around, and saw that there were no other Sakura Empire ship girls besides her and Yuudachi. She even saw a few people with rather strange tastes taking pictures of them with cameras.

"I'm the only black flying dragon in the world, shouldn't I go and collect some copyright fees from them?"

Black Flying Dragon thought with a touch of malice.

Yuudachi seemed to have finished talking with the shop owner and was waving at her. Kurohiro stopped his wandering thoughts and went to the table that Yuudachi had reserved and sat down.

"Yuudachi, do you know if there are any other Sakura Empire ships in this port area?"

After Black Flying Dragon sat down, he asked.

"No, everyone went out and hasn't come back."

Yuudachi shook his head.

"Too."

Black Dragon was somewhat disappointed.

Soon, the owner cut up the roast chicken and served it to the two of them. Yuudachi started eating right away, while Kurohiryu didn't eat much and spent more time watching the passersby.

Eat slowly.

Black Flying Dragon took a sip of tea and pulled out a tissue to wipe Yuudachi's greasy little mouth.

"hey-hey."

After a few minutes of restraint, Yuudachi resumed her unrestrained eating style.

Despite being called a celebration street, it's really just a regular place for eating and having fun, which Black Flying Dragon doesn't particularly like.

It doesn't seem to have much to do with the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Where is the Beilian store?

Yuudachi was satisfied, and the two left the roast chicken shop.

"there."

Yuudachi pointed in a direction: turn left at the next intersection.

Although it's just a small corner of the port area, this street is actually quite large, with several forks in the road.

The two walked over there and turned the corner. Before long, a shop with a queue appeared in front of them.

"Didn't they say they were selling mostly useless props? Why are there so many people having fun?"

Black Flying Dragon looked at the shop's sign; it used the Donghuang font, but the background was a snowy landscape.

"I wonder if there are a few useful props this year?"

Yuudachi was also somewhat puzzled.

"Go and see."

Black Flying Dragon became interested and walked to the side to observe.

End of Chapter 71

Please keep this safe.

Inside the North Union store, Minsk handed the suitcase to a customer, increasingly feeling the brilliance of his own genius.

With just a little thought, he could get people lining up to buy his inventions.

"Hmph, today is another bumper harvest."

Minsk was lost in her own world when she saw the two black dragons approaching from a distance.

"Stop spacing out, hurry up and serve the customers."

A girl with a black ponytail poked Minsk in the lower back, startling him so much that he almost jumped up.

"Oh, sir, what would you like to do for me?"

Minsk looked away and asked the young female guest in front of him a question.

Are there any products that can help with housework?

The girl asked.

"Household chores, huh... I recommend this - Household Chores Helper, a device that combines cleaning, laundry, and more."

Upon hearing the request, Minsk turned around and whispered a few words to Mercury Memorial, then brought out another cardboard box, about the same size as the previous guest.