That's So Like You, Oei!

The two nodded in unison. They would naturally not refuse such a small thing, and they would have done it even if Yuxian hadn't said anything.

"His Her Majesty needs you even more." Yuxian turned to Nero and said, "The ship girls definitely can't do without you. It's clear they rely on you a lot."

"Mmm!"

Nero said, "I will handle this matter slowly."

She had her own plans in mind, and Nero had her own ideas about how to settle these ship girls. Of course, this would take time, and she certainly couldn't leave here for the time being.

"Elizabeth, what about you? What do you say?"

Without hesitation, Elizabeth Báthory said, "I don't want to go back yet. This is a crucial moment. I'll go back and tell my manager the good news when I become a world-famous idol."

Yuxian couldn't help but roll his eyes, but since Elizabeth Báthory was keen on becoming an idol, he wouldn't stop her, as long as Elizabeth Báthory was happy.

Finally, Yuxian turned his gaze to Hokusai.

They were clearly discussing something, but Hokusai was obviously not thinking about it; she was completely lost in thought and hadn't heard a word of their conversation.

"Hokusai, Hokusai, what are your plans?"

Yuxian's repeated calls finally brought Hokusai back to her senses, and she raised her head and looked at Yuxian.

"Not now, let's talk about it in a few days."

Hokusai frowned and said something completely nonsensical, leaving everyone puzzled.

Yuxian couldn't help but ask, "What have you been doing these past few days? You've been acting all strange."

Hokusai said with distress, "I've encountered difficulties in my creative work... Let's not talk about this anymore. In a few days, I will definitely defeat this obstacle."

"Actually..." Yuxian said to Hokusai, "It's fine if you want to stay here. Anyway, with Nero around, it's not a big deal. There's no need to worry so much."

Yuxian thought that Hokusai was troubled by the matter of returning to Chaldea, so he kindly comforted her and told her not to have to make a difficult decision.

"Hmm?" Hokusai blinked and looked at Yuxian. "Did I say I didn't want to go back?"

Hokusai found Yuxian a bit strange. She said, "It'll be a few days! I'll go now if there's nothing else. I'll definitely resolve the issue quickly, don't worry."

After saying that, Hokusai didn't stay any longer. She stood up and left, wanting to go back and think carefully about what the problem really was.

Yuxian shrugged and said, "If that's what Hokusai says, then let's wait a few more days. Everyone can get some rest."

No one objected to this, as it wasn't something that needed to be rushed.

After returning to his room alone, Hokusai sat on the sofa, staring blankly into space.

"What should we do? Where exactly did things go wrong?"

She muttered to herself, Hokusai, who was always so neat and efficient, was really in trouble this time.

When Yuxian and her group arrived, Hokusai knew that she was going to leave.

But having lived here for so long, I've developed some feelings for the place and have a very good relationship with the ship girls.

So she came up with the idea of creating a painting for the ship girls.

If you have an idea, you should take action. This is Hokusai's principle. Unlike her father, Hokusai, who was lazy and slacking off, Arong has always been very diligent in her painting.

However, Hokusai encountered a roadblock.

Perhaps it was because she hadn't painted any serious works for a long time that her inspiration and skills had declined.

Or perhaps she cared too much about the painting, and the more she cared, the less she could understand it.

A bottleneck has arrived.

It felt like a hand was choking Hokusai, making her feel suffocated and unable to breathe.

This feeling made her feel listless and depressed.

The room was littered with her discarded drafts, crumpled pieces of paper, and scraps of paper. Hokusai had no idea how many half-finished drafts she had abandoned.

She wasn't satisfied with any of them; in fact, she felt that her drawing was getting worse and worse, like that of a child who had just started learning to draw.

Hokusai began to doubt himself and his talent.

Perhaps I really don't have the talent for drawing... I'm just a mediocre person who uses my father's reputation to draw some low-class things to fool people.

"Why..."

Hokusai sighed deeply, her eyes filled with confusion as she said, "Father, why don't you draw it? I'm afraid I can't do it..."

Hokusai was disheartened and wanted to give up.

In her opinion, if her father had painted this picture, it would have been another masterpiece that would have been passed down through generations.

Her father was Katsushika Hokusai, and she was just Hokusai- Ei.

Chapter 23, Section 461: You're something else, Hokusai!

Katsushika Hokusai was always by Hokusai's side. The little octopus was inconspicuous and could easily be overlooked if you weren't paying attention.

But he was indeed always by Hokusai's side. He saw Hokusai's troubles and understood her current predicament.

However, Katsushika Hokusai remained silent, leaving Hokusai to face this challenge on his own.

And what can be accomplished easily and happily?

Behind every successful person lies countless efforts, setbacks, and moments of uncertainty.

In Katsushika Hokusai's view, the little problem that Hokusai is currently facing is not worth mentioning at all; he has encountered far more difficulties than he has ever faced.

But now that Hokusai is going to give up, Hokusai can't help but feel annoyed.

He jumped onto the coffee table in front of the sofa where Hokusai was sitting and looked up at Hokusai.

The father and daughter just stared at each other like that.

Puff!--

Suddenly, Hokusai sprayed a mouthful of ink onto Hokusai's forehead, covering her entire face in black ink.

"Father!!!"

Hokusai cried out in dissatisfaction. She was already in a bad mood, and instead of comforting her, her father sprayed her with ink. Hokusai felt very wronged.

Katsushika Hokusai Hokusai, Katsushika Hokusai hopped to the window and slammed it open.

A cool sea breeze blew in, dispelling the stale air from the room.

Then Katsushika Hokusai jumped to the door and slammed it open with a bang.

The back-and-forth airflow instantly transformed the entire room's environment.

The sea breeze blows in, lifting up the crumpled paper and scraps of paper on the ground, which then slowly dance in the air.

Hokusai stared blankly at his father's series of actions, not understanding why his father did it.

But that wasn't the end of it. Hokusai ran out of the room and disappeared.

Soon he arrived with a group of children.

It's still early, not time for bed yet. The children are playing, but following Hokusai's instructions, they all ran over.

"Ugh! Sister Hokusai's room is so dirty!"

The children stopped at the door; Hokusai's room was now so messy that it was impossible to step inside.

Hokusai looked at the large group of children, and even saw Quincy looked adorably dazed, among them.

She blinked and wondered: Why did Father call them all here?

"Sister Hokusai, let's go play together!"

"Come on, come on, this is so much fun!"

The children called out to Hokusai, asking her to come and play with them.

Hokusai wanted to refuse; she was in no mood to play at all. Troubled by her painting, she had no interest in fooling around with these children.

Just as she was about to refuse, Katsushika Hokusai jumped over and stood on the coffee table in front of her, looking at her.

Hokusai quickly understood what his father meant; if he refused, he would definitely be splattered with ink again.

Thinking of this, Hokusai reluctantly followed the children out.

Hokusai jumped onto the sofa, completely unfazed.

He naturally knew about his daughter's situation. As his daughter, Hokusai had truly inherited his painting skills.

Hokusai has never lacked anything like skill proficiency.

The reason I haven't been able to create any truly outstanding works is simply because I lack inspiration.

Inspiration is something that Hokusai cannot teach; it can only be grasped and understood by Hokusai himself.

Staying in your room all day won't inspire you; it will only lead you further into a dead end.

Katsushika Hokusai had hoped that Hokusai would figure things out on her own, but Hokusai actually had the idea of giving up, which forced him to take action and drive her out.

Hokusai was initially reluctant to play with the children, as he was constantly thinking about other things and couldn't fully engage with them.

But she was quickly infected by it, and started to play recklessly, forgetting everything else.

This carefree, childlike state of mind allowed Hokusai to completely relax.

When she got back to her room to rest, she lay down on the bed without a care in the world and fell asleep without thinking about anything.

She was really exhausted during this period, not only mentally but also physically.

After sleeping soundly until dawn, Hokusai got up, stretched, and felt completely different.

She carefully cleaned herself up, then ran to the cafeteria for breakfast with a smile on her face. When she passed by people, she greeted them very proactively.

Seeing that she was in a good mood, completely different from yesterday, Yu Yuxian asked, "Hokusai, you seem so happy, has the problem been solved?"

"Problem? What problem?" Hokusai glared at Yuxian, scoffed, and said disdainfully, "Don't you know who I am? Believe me or not, I'll draw you into my book as the main character right now."

Yuxian an awkward smile and immediately retreated.

However, he was very relieved, knowing that Hokusai was definitely out of danger.

Hokusai had a big appetite and ate a lot of breakfast before leaving, humming a little tune.

As he passed by the main building of the naval base, he saw the ship girls bustling in and out. Hokusai seemed to be deep in thought, tilting his head and standing there staring at them intently.

It felt like a long time had passed, yet it also felt like only a moment had gone by. Suddenly, Hokusai's eyes lit up, and he woke up with a start.

"Oh dear!" she exclaimed, and hurriedly ran back to the dormitory building, her steps quick as lightning.

Hokusai didn't go back to his own room, but instead ran to Tirpitz's room.

She rushed in and saw Northern Home still sleeping in, so she yanked the covers off her.

"Tyr! Tyr! Get up!"

Tirpitz rubbed his sleepy eyes and muttered unhappily, "What's all this commotion so early in the morning, Hokusai? Can't a person get a good night's sleep?!"

"Stop talking nonsense, get up and come with me!"

Hokusai reached out to pull Tirpitz away, lest he lie back down and fall asleep again. After spending so much time together, she knew Tirpitz's personality all too well.

Tirpitz reluctantly got out of bed under Hokusai's harassment and slowly dressed and washed up.

He muttered to himself, "Hokusai, if you don't explain yourself clearly, I'm going to fight you to the death."

Hokusai paid no heed to Tirpitz's threat. She urged, "Hurry up, it's a big deal, a really big deal!"

Tirpitz's eyes lit up, and he quickly spat out the toothpaste water in his mouth, eagerly asking, "Could it be that you have a new work? Who is the protagonist this time?"

"Could it be... could it be..." Tirpitz gasped, covering his mouth in surprise, "Could it be the Admiral?!"

"Everyone gets a share this time; everyone from the naval base is inside!"

Hokusai's explanation only made things worse; once he did, Tirpitz jumped up in shock.

"Everyone!"