However, when Zhenhai asked a question that everyone wanted to ask but had hesitated to voice for various reasons, the atmosphere in the meeting room, which had gradually grown lively, suddenly turned cold—
"Miss Yorktown, may I ask..."
"Does the Commander already have a family in that world?"
Faced with a question that might concern their future happiness, everyone turned their eyes toward Yorktown, awaiting her answer.
They all hoped that the Commander who would spend the rest of his life with them would be devoted.
But as latecomers, they also hoped Gwen could be a little less faithful. Only then would they, the latecomers, have even the slightest chance—
Whether it was Gwen's face, which they found incredibly appetizing, or the near-instinctive attraction of the Psionic Energy radiating from him, both gave these girls—who should have been as flawless as elves—thoughts that made them deeply ashamed.
After all, first come, first served might be unfair in love.
But it truly existed.
"..."
Yorktown blinked, somewhat surprised that Zhenhai had asked such a direct question.
Yet her smile did not change as she slowly answered,
"As for that question...
"I can only say that the Commander has the ability to give every sister happiness..."
But whether they could receive the Commander's love... would depend on the individual...
Although Yorktown left half her sentence unspoken, no one present was foolish. Their eyes lit up, the weight in their hearts fell away, and a strange gleam appeared in their gazes.
"Big sister..."
Enterprise looked at her sister beside her, whose smile had not changed.
Her expression could not help but grow complicated—
Although the instincts of a shipgirl and the warmth within Psionic Energy had just filled Enterprise with secret delight, she clearly understood that what her sister was doing was no