Help, I'm surrounded by yandere shipgirls

This hellish drawing, resembling the end of the world, suddenly fell silent.

"What are you arguing about? We were having a nice time drinking tea and chatting, and then we heard you making a racket outside. It's so noisy."

Yamato gracefully put down his teacup, crossed his legs, and casually beckoned with his right hand.

With just one action, Chi Cheng and Count Zeppelin's anger was instantly extinguished.

"Oh dear~ I guess I was just too excited to see the Commander~"

Yorktown smiled and gently stroked her cheek, looking every bit the virtuous wife and loving mother.

"Really, please excuse my rudeness. My ship girls haven't seen the Commander in so long, they've been rather impolite..."

Frederick the Great rose and filled the teacup in front of Yamato.

"Thank you~" Yamato nodded.

"Mmm~~ It tastes really good~~ Yorktown, you have to save me a few more packs!"

"No need for flattery, it's all just fast food." Yorktown waved his wrist somewhat embarrassedly.

"No, I'm not flattering you. I really like this flavor. It's only slightly inferior to Donghuang tea, but much better than our local tea."

What appeared to be an ordinary conversation, in just a few words, revealed the exchange and power struggle between the Supreme Commanders of Sakura Empire, Iron Blood, and Eagle Union, which had already allowed some of the more astute ship girls to discern the truth.

"Eh???"

Of course, Shen Xin couldn't figure out what was going on. Right now, he was craning his neck to look at the scene.

Besides the elegant and tranquil atmosphere of the afternoon tea, he was even more curious about something else.

"Mrs. Yorktown... she's standing up?? What's going on?"

"Commander, yes, that's right, I... I forgot to tell you..."

Helena, holding the child, moved closer to Shen Xin.

"In the current White Eagle, the corporate sector no longer has any say and has stepped down from its position as First Secretary. The current White Eagle is a system of separation of powers. The Legislative Council is managed by Miss Washington, the executive branch is managed by the First Secretary, who is now Mrs. Yorktown, who has successfully completed her second-generation evolution, and the judicial branch is managed by Miss Chirsarge."

"Oh...I see...that makes sense."

Indeed, Washington is responsible for optimizing and revising legislation and regulations. And a ship girl like Kearsarge, with her mechanical feel and clear goals, is quite suitable for handling trials.

"etc???"

Shen Xin just realized what was going on.

"Wait a minute, my wife and I didn't do *that*... Yorktown, how did it get up?"

"It's...it's that..." Helena's gaze wandered.

"Ah, Akagi-nee~ Could you do me a favor?"

Following the principle of proximity, Helena first handed little Helena to Akagi.

Then he pulled the commander's ear and began to whisper in his ear.

"..."

Akagi was dumbfounded, looking at the little Helena nestled against his chest, munching on food, and then at Helena, who was also devoted to the Commander, but whose temperament was clearly completely different from Azuma's.

In a few seconds, Akagi smiled with relief and gently embraced little Helena.

I felt that the little Akagi inside my belly seemed to sense something and was also moving a little.

"Oh, I see~"

After listening to Helena's explanation, Shen Xin slapped her palm, suddenly realizing what she meant.

"...Ah...Ah???" After thinking about it carefully, I realized something was wrong.

"Wait, Helena, you, you just said boxed lunches...it can't be...it can't be..."

"Hmm..." Helena nodded shyly with her eyes closed.

"Because...because that night the Commander made me wear Mrs. Yorktown's blue high heels, and insisted on using them to hold the soy milk...so...so..."

As Helena spoke, she awkwardly brought her legs together and gently rubbed them together.

Mrs. Yorktown...she's really going all out to get back on her feet...

"Why didn't you say so earlier?! I would have done it myself! Why did you have to give Mrs. Yorktown the leftovers?! How awful!! I'm so slow-witted!"

Shen Xin suddenly raised her hand and clenched her fist.

Unfortunately, I'm a complete novice in the field of parody videos.

Seeing Yorktown in his hospital bed, he felt only heartache and nothing else.

If he had known Yorktown would resort to this method, he would have directly demonstrated his "fighting spirit" that day.

"So, next... Commander, would you like to try leaving an eternal mark on me, or do you want Little Yorktown instead?"

Suddenly, Mrs. Yorktown appeared behind him.

"Hey, wait!"

Before Shen Xin could react, she was pulled into the Emperor's arms again.

"Now that the Commander is one of us at Ironblood, as her mother, I will not allow you to lay a hand on my child again!"

There were cotton candy everywhere, both in front and behind.

cool.

"Aren't you jealous?" Musashi asked with a smile as he watched Mrs. Yorktown and Frederick the Great vying for her affections in such a harmonious way.

"How could I be? I'm not in a hurry. I have a long road ahead of me."

Yamato gracefully tossed her hair beside her.

"By the way, where's Noshiro? I heard she's second only to Azuma in terms of closeness with the Commander, so why didn't I see her this time?"

"Ah... Noshiro..."

Musashi spoke meaningfully, elegantly resting the back of his hand on his chin.

Chapter 197 Yorktown: I really envy Noshiro from your family.

Sakura Empire, in the bedroom where the commander is no longer present.

Noshiro knelt on the bed, feeling Shen Xin's remaining body temperature slowly dissipate.

Noshiro bit her lip, reluctantly grabbing a corner of the blanket and burying her head in it.

"So, you were here..."

Noshiro looked up and saw Owari sitting opposite her.

"You know what, Commander? I've been looking for you all this time..."

"I..." Noshiro didn't look up, but her voice was clearly trembling with sobs.

"I know, of course I know, but... but I don't want to see... I don't want to see the Commander..."

"Why~" Owari's tone became relaxed, as if she had become Noshiro's sister.

"Because parting is a painful thing. I... I've done everything I could, but I never expected to suffer such a huge setback in the end. I'm so heartbroken. Since it's so painful, I don't want to see the Commander..."

“Fool…” Owari sighed upon hearing this.

"Are you really okay with this? Are you satisfied? Won't you regret it? The next time we meet might be a year from now~"

Noshiro slowly raised her small face, her eyes filled with tears, and looked at Owari, who was giving her a gentle and kind smile.

"Sigh...that's why I said, if you go now, you still have time!"

As Owari spoke, he jumped off the bed and waved his hand stylishly.

The power of the bonds forged through companionship is like a farewell salute for the commander.

Hearing the cannon fire from afar, Yamato understood immediately and drew his katana, flicking it lightly from a distance.

A dimensional rift, a wormhole, appeared at the doorway of Shen Xin's small home.

"It's not too late now, everything is still possible."

As Owari spoke, he patted Noshiro on the back.

"Why, Owari...?"

Noshiro looked at the wormhole in front of her, and then at Owari beside her.

"I have a very clear understanding of my own position," Owari said with a smile.

"I'm just one of the many random ship girls the Commander has encountered in his life, and I know that better than anyone. Sometimes, I'm really envious of you~"

Owari slowly lifted Noshiro's chin.

"A girl who can be sad and cry loudly because of the commander's departure is truly the most beautiful and the most enviable."

"Go ahead..."

Without saying anything more, Owari gently pushed Noshiro's shoulders with both hands, pushing her into the wormhole.

"Well... I'll be going then..."

Facing Yorktown, Washington, Helena, Azuma, Amagi, and Akagi, Shen Xin bowed.

I'm really, really grateful to them.

"Oh, why are you being so polite? Really, Commander, you're being too formal," Washington teased.

"Of course, of course..."

Shen Xin's gratitude was genuine; basic courtesy is necessary.

"Ana...is your luggage all packed...?"

My wife gently stepped forward; this was the last time she would adjust Shen Xin's clothes.

Seeing Otto and Seydlitz pushing packages that looked like small mountains, Shen Xin felt a little embarrassed.

"You guys are going a bit too far. Why don't you just move the whole island to Ironblood?"

Prince Eugen couldn't help but complain.

"When we handed over the reins at White Eagle, we didn't let the commander bring any luggage."

Helena said with a hint of pride.

"Indeed, that's why Helena has an excuse to send gifts, so she can openly visit our Commander in Sakura Empire."

As expected of Chicheng, he revealed the secret of heaven in one sentence.

"Ah... um, I... I didn't, I didn't!" Seeing that her true purpose had been exposed, Helena said anxiously and cutely stomped her foot.

"Alright, alright, enough with the long-winded explanation. We're leaving now, child, come home with Mommy."

As the emperor spoke, he lifted his skirt and slapped it directly onto Shen Xin's face.

The emperor was 2.16 meters tall.

When Shen Xin stands upright, his head is just below his chest. Guys, what do you say? A huge sense of security. He could play center in the NBA with that height.

With his weight, the Emperor could easily use his body weight and pressure to hold Shen Xin down when he stood on tiptoe.

"Ah, my child~~ my darling~~ you've finally, finally returned to your mother's embrace. Did you miss your mother? Did your filial piety harden? It doesn't matter, this is your second home, you can enter with your head held high..."

Even though the Ironblood ships hadn't left the Sakura Empire's port yet, the Emperor couldn't hold back any longer.

"Which woman, after carrying her child for ten months, personally gave birth to the Commander...?"

Frederick the Great twisted his body frantically, rubbing against Shen Xin.

"Ahhh~~ Thinking about this, every time a mother thinks about this, she... she gets insanely jealous!!!"

Musashi: "No..."

Zuikaku: "Hey, what a shrimp head!"

Izumo: "This old woman must have been reading too many research experience books... I can understand."

"Please, Frederick the Great, don't go on like this. Be mindful of the consequences... cough cough."

Yamato coughed.