Chapter 521
But the Sirens were quite different.
It's even more exaggerated than the so-called planned ships.
Even if it's just the concept of a particular battle, once extracted and used to form the Sirens, that's perfectly acceptable.
Of course, there are also Ship Girls, in the final moments, did not perish completely and transformed into Sirens, changing their appearance.
This is the fundamental reason why Sirens are considered a type of Ship Girls.
They originated from the Ship Girls project, and many of them were actually Ship Girls.
After all, it's Azur Lane, which is a different time and space.
Although the Ship Girls in the story are all connected to the warships from World War I and World War II in Kiana's previous life, that's not all of them.
But.
Those who abandoned their Ship Girls names and became Sirens are now just Sirens.
From Previous Civilization to the present, from the old days to the present day.
They have long forgotten their past.
Therefore.
Even if Kiana learns these things through simulation, and even if she recognizes someone, she shouldn't mention it again.
Respecting their choices is the best approach.
At this time.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Miss TB personally acted as a guide, leading the way for Kiana and the others.
As she led the way, she also introduced the situation of the Sirens Port area.
"Speaking of which, since you arrived in the Main World, Young Lady has only visited the East China faction, the Sakura Empire faction, and the Royal faction, right..." Makara lightly tapped her lower lip with her slender index finger, thought for a moment, and seemed to be teasing her.
"Could it be that Young Lady found it too troublesome to come down here, so she hasn't come yet?"
Alila listened and laughed along.
"Maybe~ After all, these factions are very close to us. It's like we can get there just by stepping out the door~"
Miss TB remained calm and listened attentively.
Kiana shrugged, somewhat helplessly, "Just assume that's how it is. After all, I recently went on a special trip, so naturally I didn't have time. Otherwise, I would have visited every faction."
"Then... should we raise the port area?"
"Miss TB asked."
Although the Sirens used to live in the sea.
However, it's not impossible for them to put the port area on the water, or to create their own island.
However...
Kiana knew that the Sirens who were willing to stay in the port were all reclusive, and that it was the sirens who would bubble up and appear in the sunlight.
It feels like they want shut-in nerds to hurry up and go outside to bask in the sun.
That's asking too much of people!
"Although I know you'd definitely agree if I asked, there's no need~"
Suddenly, Kiana winked playfully.
"Sometimes, I might just want to lie down and not be disturbed, so I turn off my phone, ignore everyone, and come here to soak in the water with you guys."
"It's like a cave, a quiet and secluded environment, yet it has a strange sense of relaxation..."
"It feels like every night, when it's quiet and I'm the only one in bed, looking at my phone."
"It should be pretty good, right?"
"..."
She clasped her hands together and adorably closed her right eye.
"Just consider this my little secret hideout, okay? Please keep it as it is! I really like it this way!"
"Um..."
Miss TB nodded gently, looking very happy.
She doesn't need to pretend to be an emotionless navigator like in the Original Work game.
Therefore, although she is a little bit lacking in both knowledge and skills, she will still smile.
"Young Lady, don't you like crowds?" Makara asked curiously.
She had long, beautiful blonde hair and was dressed in a style reminiscent of a desert dancer, revealing her flat stomach. Her hands and feet were adorned with gold bracelets and anklets, which jingled as she walked, creating a cheerful melody.
She was thinking.
If Kiana doesn't like crowds, she might find it a bit bothersome.
She choreographed a dance for Kiana, and if Kiana doesn't like watching it, she'll be a little sad and might even cry!
After all, a woman dresses up for the man she loves.
Aside from Kiana, the only other person she wants to dance with is the Greater Lord Rukkhadevata. Even with the Greater Lord Rukkhadevata, it seems there are more opportunities now. But compared to Kiana, it's still different, isn't it?
Thinking about it that way...
Her eyes, glistening with hope, looked at Kiana.
Kiana could sense her thoughts and couldn't help but smile.
Makara's offensive was not passionate, but rather like the fragrance of flowers in a sea of blossoms, delicate and graceful.
Surprisingly, it's captivating.
Kiana didn't try to be perfunctory. Someone like her at this point didn't need to be perfunctory or lie.
Just say it directly.
Sometimes I like liveliness. Sometimes I like quiet.
"Like now, I went out for a while and felt a bit tired, so I prefer something quieter. I quite like the environment around the Sirens Port area."
"..."
She's not the same person she used to be. If she gets a chance, she'll take it; she won't be ungrateful.
Then.
She took Makara's hand.
She spoke softly, seeing Alila's bewildered expression.
"I have always heard that my future wife, Flora, Miss Makara, is an exceptional singer and dancer."
"When I have some free time, could I ask you for a favor?"
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"Um..."
Makara's perfectly beautiful face had a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth.
For a demon god, liking is liking, and disliking is disliking. She was undoubtedly detached from worldly affairs in the past.
Whether Kiana likes him or not, and whether they have established a relationship, is something that doesn't really matter.
But she saw her future daughter, and she also saw her future self. From her future self's face, she understood a lot.
Then things started to get positive.
But positive as it may be.
She can be very strong-willed at times.
But Kiana's whereabouts were uncertain, she couldn't very well try to take her place.
It's been dragging on until now, just like that.
The demon god's concept of time has always been strange.
She didn't feel like she had been waiting for very long.
I didn't feel particularly anxious.
But this time, when Kiana was out with Kiana, she still felt a little uneasy.
Even!
That's all there is to it.
She was a little excited.
The anxiety I felt just now has eased considerably.
Smiling.
"Please let me know in advance when you come to find me. I will present you with my most beautiful dance in that sea of sweet dew flowers."
As he spoke.
Makara turned around and took Kiana's hand.
Although Mukuro Hoshimiya was a little unhappy.
But at least she's not like she was at the beginning. So, nothing really happened.
Kiana was quite envious.
Unfortunately, even Elysia's ability to stick things around everywhere is somewhat diminished; apart from Raiden Mei, she really doesn't dare to do anything to anyone else.
Certainly.
Besides Raiden Mei...
Perhaps Kiana could be considered one as well.
After all, both the future Raiden Mei and her future self were eaten by Kiana.
Although neither I nor Mei are like that now, we don't know when we will be.
Kiana thought about it and realized that if Kiana really proposed to her and Mei, she definitely wouldn't refuse.
A girl as outstanding and beautiful as Kiana, just like her—how could she not like her?
Thinking about it casually.
What's frustrating is that if Kiana tries to seduce her, Mei can say whatever she wants and won't blame her. But if it's Mei who tries to seduce Kiana, Mei will probably get Mei, and she'll feel guilty.
Therefore, she could only frantically hint at things to Kiana.
Unfortunately, Kiana was drawn to either Makara or Mukuro Hoshimiya, where she perfectly exercised her capricious little rights as a younger sister or wife.
Why are you blinking so fast?
Does your eye hurt?
Miss TB, or rather the Dream Weaver, naturally has feelings for the Commander.
But her preferences are different.
During the meal.
Shoukaku gently served Kiana, pouring her tea and peeling grapes for her.
She consulted with Shinano, learned from her experience, and only then felt comfortable showing it off.
This is also her attitude.
But Dream Weaver?
It's more like something you can just look at and enjoy.
Even if one or two of the other Sirens launched a clear offensive against Kiana.