Azur Lane Under the Stars

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Yuudachi said, "It's Nagato-sama. She said she wants me to represent Sakura Empire in some kind of beach volleyball, but I've never played it before."

King George V became even more curious: "Beach volleyball? With whom?"

Yuudachi said, "It's someone from the Free Iris."

"What brings you to suddenly want to play volleyball?" King George V found it amusing and continued, "I'll go with you."

You can eat barbecue anytime, but you absolutely have to see this funny scene.

"Uh-huh."

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"Why do we have to play volleyball in this heat? The sunscreen doesn't seem to be working at all. The sun is so strong, I'm going to get a tan..."

Triumph looked uncomfortable. As a young lady, she would rather avoid such a strong sun.

But there was no way around it; his own archbishop had dragged him over to make up the numbers, so he had no choice but to participate.

Actually, it wasn't mainly because of the Archbishop's sister, but because of Jeanbart's sister's fist...

"Cheer up, Triumph! It's a rare opportunity to play beach volleyball." Richelieu, wearing a pink swimsuit, still wore his usual gentle and approachable smile.

"Hmph, you'll be sorry if you drag me down." Jeanbart was also full of fighting spirit.

Gascoigne glanced at Richelieu, then at Jean Bart, and said in his signature mechanical tone, "Gascoigne, order received. Beach volleyball mode activated..."

Triumph looked at her three Richelieu-class sisters and sighed. She was just a weak, pitiful, and helpless destroyer. Why was she dragged into this mess?

Looking at the several First Carrier Division fighters opposite him with hostile expressions, Triumph sighed once again.

"Where's Yuudachi? Why isn't he here yet?"

Akagi stretched while saying this with dissatisfaction.

"Let's wait a little longer, it should be soon," Kaga replied.

"Hmph, don't drag us down later, you bastard." Kaga BB looked at Akagi and sneered.

Akagi exploded immediately: "Say that again! You're a defeated opponent of Sister Cricket!"

Kaga BB, however, wasn't annoyed at all: "But I only lost to your older sister, what does that have to do with you? I seem to remember that I've lost more often than I've won in my matches with certain people."

Akagi's smile turned ferocious, and crimson foxfire flickered around him: "If you want to die, I can send you on your way."

Caught between the two, Kaga said helplessly, "You two, shut up and look over there..."

The two glared at each other again, then looked in the direction Kaga pointed, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat, becoming obedient.

As far as the eye could see, Tiancheng raised his seemingly frail fist and breathed on it.

"Let's defeat the enemy in front of us first, and we can discuss our differences later... We can't lose face in front of my sister and the Commander." Akagi sighed and put away her foxfire.

Kaga BB also quieted down: "I agree."

Two girls who couldn't stand each other from the moment they met, faced with a fist as big as a sandbag from Amagi, chose to follow their hearts.

In the port area, dealing with Akagi means preventing her from seeing the Commander, and dealing with Kaga means forcing her to embroider instead of doing tatami.

As for Amagi's fist, it's something that can make two people repent at the same time.

"Sorry, sorry! I'm late!" Yuudachi ran over quickly. "Let's begin."

Triumph saw another destroyer on the other side and was relieved.

She couldn't help but give Yuudachi a friendly look.

Yuudachi tilted her head. The triumph opposite her was strange. They were clearly rivals, so why was he being so friendly to her?

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. If we win, Lord Nagato said we'll get to eat meat.

Seeing that both sides had arrived, Colombia, acting as the referee, stepped forward, looked to his left and then to his right, coughed, and asked in a serious tone, "I am the referee for this match... Both sides are ready, I hereby declare the match open."

Flip a coin, and the Liberty Iris kicks off.

Richelieu served a light, easy ball without using much force.

Since it's just a friendly match, let's just have some fun.

But the next second, Akagi made a perfect pass, and Kaga jumped up and slammed the ball past Triumph's bewildered face, landing heavily on the sand, kicking up dust and creating a deep crater.

Ren Shuo sat comfortably under the parasol, wearing sunglasses, with Dunkirk's carefully prepared desserts and Belfast's drinks beside him, as well as sliced ​​watermelon and grapes.

Watching Akagi's movements and Kaga's jumps and landings, I couldn't help but exclaim, "Great shot!"

Before she could recover from her triumph, she could even hear the whistling wind as the ball grazed her cheek. She hadn't reacted at all, and now she only felt her legs go weak. Before she knew it, she had landed flat on the beach.

How scary, how scary! Is beach volleyball really that scary?

Triumph sniffed. "I want to go find that wicked sister."

"What kind of serve was that! It's just giving the opponent a point!" Jeanbart turned around and looked at Richelieu with great dissatisfaction.

Richelieu was also somewhat bewildered. Wasn't this supposed to be a friendly match? Why were they taking it so seriously?

While they can't use the ship's rigging, well, ship girls are all about handling steel by hand, right? Even if they can't open a bottle cap when facing the commander, when their colleagues are vying for the commander's favor and honor...

They can even twist open your skull.

Gascoigne was muttering to himself, seemingly analyzing the opponent's ball speed and playing style in order to better respond.

Akagi and Kaga exchanged a glance and snorted. Although they looked down on this red fox (white fox), this ball was not bad.

Jeanbart continued speaking to Richelieu: "My lord, please, be serious!"

Richelieu was still a little confused: "But isn't this a friendly match? Shouldn't we just play however we like?"

Jean Bart saw that Richelieu didn't want to take it seriously, treating it as just a game, and thought that the archbishop was really quite silly at times.

So she looked at Gascoigne: "Do you have any way to get Richelieu and that Triumph guy to take this seriously?"

Gascoigne tilted his head: "Information unlocking, requesting speech authorization."

Jean Bart said, "Authorize, authorize, you hurry up."

Gascoigne said to Triumph, "Triumph, be serious. As a reward, for the next month, Jean Bart will keep an eye on Vicious and make sure she doesn't slack off."

Triumph: "?!"

This condition... damn, it's exciting!

Seeing the triumphant legs that instantly gained energy, coupled with the fighting spirit in his eyes, Baal nodded with satisfaction. Although he would be a little tired, it was better than losing. Moreover, the next half month would be a holiday period in the port area, and he would only have to deal with the evil for a little over a week.

Gascoigne then changed his tone towards Richelieu, and although it was a flattering remark, it was extremely damaging to Richelieu:

"Sister~ Be serious~ If you win, Jeanbart and I can dress up however we want~"

Jean Bart's expression changed drastically: "Wait?! Gascoigne?!"

Richelieu lowered her head slightly, her beautiful hair falling down to cover half of her face, and an aura seemed to be slowly awakening around her...

That was the serious mode of Archbishop Richelieu, the aura of the flagship of Archbishop Richelieu who had truly fought on the battlefield and gained countless merits!

He suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with seriousness and imposing aura, carrying a hint of killing intent, which made the First Carrier Division soldiers opposite him feel their tails bristling.

W-what?! This spiritual pressure?!

“He’s getting serious, Richelieu.” Dunkirk, who was watching the spectacle from the sidelines, was incredibly surprised.

“There’s no way around it. Gascoigne’s coquettishness, coupled with her promises, was enough to greatly provoke Richelieu…” Louis IX said with a straw in his mouth, “let alone when they all came at the same time.”

"Ah, a battle of destiny, a battle that the Archbishop is destined to win." Champagne was still quite literary today.

"Hahaha, it seems the seniors are in for a tough fight." Zuikaku laughed gleefully, slapping his smooth thigh incessantly.

"Zuikaku, don't gloat like that~" Shoukaku said.

"But you're gloating too, aren't you, Shokaku-nee?"

"Huh? I did? Pfft..."

Akagi served, and Kaga was in charge of serving. He served the ball very seriously and with great force, but it was no use because his opponent was no longer the one who just wanted to have fun!

Triumph was very focused on his passing this time, and Jeanbart also made a good pass, directly to Richelieu who jumped high.

"Drink!"

Richelieu unleashed a powerful shot that flew straight into the corner of the net.

"Rua!" Yuudachi's intuition and agility allowed him to catch up with Richelieu's spike, but...

Unfortunately, the smash was powerful and heavy, hitting Yuudachi's arm painfully, and it also had a slight spin. Caught off guard, Yuudachi failed to catch it properly and it went out of bounds.

"One to one!" Colombia blew the whistle and shouted.

"That was really exciting." Ren Shuo touched his slightly swollen nose.

Sure enough! The beach is never complete without bouncing slimes!

"I'll take the ball. You can pick up the loose balls or pass them to me." Akagi looked at the celebrating opponents and pouted unhappily.

"rua!"

"Don't worry, I'm not blaming you."

"rua!"

Gascoigne served, looking at the volleyball in front of him, examining it for a moment, as if some data flashed in his eyes, before serving a light, floaty ball.

"This shot is completely stress-free!" Akagi thought.

But soon, she realized something was wrong; the volleyball, after clearing the net, began to fall rapidly.

Akagi was completely stunned. "No way! How did you manage to make a volleyball serve look like a knuckleball from a soccer ball?!"

Surprised as he was, Akagi didn't dare to be careless and hurriedly tried to catch the ball, managing to do so with difficulty.

Kaga passes the ball to Kaga, who then smashes it with a powerful "Shin-nei!"

"Muda!" Triumph received the powerful smash perfectly.

"Here, here!" Jeanbart jumps, Gascoigne passes the ball.

"Don't even think about it!" Kaga jumped at the net, almost simultaneously slamming the ball down on Jeanbart.

Although the aircraft carrier was no match for the battleship, Kaga exerted all its strength and, for a moment, actually rivaled Jean Bart.

Colombia blinked, a spoon still in his mouth, looking somewhat bewildered.

Didn't they touch the ball for a bit too long? And both slimes on either side touched the net? Shouldn't that be a foul?

He had intended to blow the whistle, but seeing the slightly menacing expressions on both sides, Columbia hesitated for a moment and decided not to blow the whistle, pretending not to see anything.

Ren Shuo was thrilled to see the slimes sticking together through the net, while Nagato, sitting next to him, frowned in displeasure.

Both sides were evenly matched, neither willing to give in, trying to determine a winner through sheer strength. This hang time would make even the god of basketball weep.

But alas, even gods fight, and volleyball is just a mortal; it simply "bangs."

exploded.

"Ah..." The ship girls present looked at each other in disbelief. This was so intense! This was only the third ball.

The ball was switched and the game continued. Neither side would give way, and the score was very close, with the lead changing hands and the score tied. In the end, the final score was still a draw.

Both of them were covered in sweat, their bodies were covered in sand, and their hair was a bit messy, making them look slightly disheveled.

Although he was out of breath, the fighting spirit in his eyes remained undiminished.

In the final point of the tiebreaker, both sides were gritting their teeth and holding on.

Richelieu shouted, "For the promise to my sisters!"

Akagi, on the other side, was equally defiant: "For the glory of the First Carrier Division!"

"Ora ora ora ora ora!"

"Wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big!"

Deep craters appeared one after another on the beach, and sand flew everywhere...

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"That was truly tragic..."

After the match, looking at the uneven, bumpy place in front of him that didn't look like a beach volleyball court at all, Ren Shuo stroked his chin and sighed.

In the end, Richelieu's sister complex prevailed, and a smash hit Yuudachi directly in the face, knocking the poor kid unconscious before ending the decisive tiebreaker.