"Commander, you're here?"
Elsewhere, as Gwen entered the room, the seaweed-haired girl huddled in the corner by the door jolted, her small body stiff as she greeted Gwen.
"Mm. I received word that you'd finished your work, so naturally I came to take a look."
Gwen smiled and nodded, casually ruffling Tori's already messy, seaweed-like hair until it looked even more disheveled.
Tori, a Sardinian submarine. Sharing a name with a certain renowned scientist, she also possessed remarkably outstanding research abilities and was one of the shipgirls participating in the research on latency-free linking.
The Final Preparations
"Commander, ooh-hoo-hoo..."
Faced with Gwen's head pat, Tori felt the urge to run away, but before that warm hand, she still could not go against her heart. She narrowed her eyes and enjoyed it.
Though Little Seaweed usually liked squatting in some inconspicuous corner, sometimes even growing mushrooms in the corner where she crouched.
Before Gwen's radiance, however, Little Seaweed unexpectedly enjoyed herself. Her little face, originally somewhat pale from spending so long crouched in the sunless corners of the laboratory, quickly became rosy.
Still, the habits she had formed over so long made it difficult for Tori to adapt.
"Commander, stop patting me. I'm so dirty..."
As though she could not adjust to the warmth coming from Gwen's palm, Tori covered her little head and seemed to struggle free of his head pat, though the force she used was rather pitiful.
"Heh... Then afterward, how about I give you a proper wash, get you all clean and bright, then toss you out into the sunlight for a good drying?"
"Um...
Commander, could you not say such scary things..."
The faint struggling of her little legs stopped as Tori obediently let Gwen carry her to the sofa meant for resting. Though she was