Chapter 44

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44. Will and Power (Additional Chapter for the Three Rivers List)

Yamato felt that fate was truly a mystery.

They had escaped from a certain death and even witnessed the existence of a legend. The dark fleet had destroyed the seemingly invincible Red Demon fleet in the blink of an eye.

Even their combat methods were completely beyond Yamato's understanding. How they appeared, how they fought, and how they made their judgments—all of this exceeded her expectations. It could even be said that it had a significant impact on her worldview.

No one had ever thought that a battle could be fought in such a way. As a ship girl, she had received the most orthodox education. Battleships should act in a certain way, and ship girls should follow suit. Naval artillery duels, aerial dogfights, and various formations—this was the education she had received. But now, a group of powerful ship girls was telling her that she was wrong.

For a battle, dogma was unnecessary. As long as victory could be achieved, any means and any actions were permissible. She had been taught this.

Although, these educators clearly had some issues...

"Your name?"

"Tirpitz..."

"Good, you're a destroyer. Next."

"Wait, wait! I'm a battleship—"

"I said you're a destroyer, do you have a problem with that? Next!"

Looking at the gloomy-faced blonde girl with twin tails, Yamato couldn't help but sigh. Why did such a powerful person have mental issues?

Standing there in a daze, Yamato watched the blonde girl with twin tails command the other ships to be downgraded to destroyers. The expression on her face could no longer be described as painful; it could only be called regretful.

"I'm the light cruiser Kitakami..."

"Light cruiser? What kind of thing is that? Not a battleship, right?"

"No..."

"Then it's easy, you're the flagship."

"Eh... No, that's too much trouble..."

For this unexpected honor, the braided Kitakami, the light cruiser, was quite dissatisfied. But under the cold expression of the twin-tailed girl, she could only accept it with a pinch of her nose.

So why did it have to be this way? What was the point? I'm clearly the flagship, and saying that a battleship is a destroyer makes no sense at all. After all, strength and firepower are there; how can you just say something is something else?

Watching the twin-tailed girl busily labeling the ships, Yamato sighed.

"You're Yamato, right?"

"…Eh?"

"It's me, the one who cut the shell."

The familiar-looking single-tailed girl had somehow appeared beside Yamato, patted her shoulder, and smiled.

"Don't look at her like that; there's a reason she calls you all destroyers. Although I just found out myself, don't think of her as a bad person. She's just a bit of a harsh senior, so don't take it too seriously."

"Okay."

Faced with this sudden kindness, Yamato nodded in a daze.

Although she didn't know why she and her teammates were being downgraded to destroyers, if they said so, she would believe it.

After all, they couldn't fight back, and if she complained, she might get hit. Besides, they were her saviors. To return home, she had to rely on these mysterious ship girls. Listening to them wouldn't hurt, and it could be considered gaining experience.

"By the way, are you a sister ship?"

As if it were a casual question, the single-tailed girl looked at the sea where the remnants of the Red Demon ships occasionally appeared, and asked lightly.

A sister ship was just a more pleasant term for a duplicate ship. But there was no need to be ashamed. So Yamato just nodded obediently, with no intention of arguing. After all, what she said was true.

"Are all of you sister ships?"

Looking at the chaotic mixed fleet clashing on the sea, the single-tailed girl asked.

"Yes, after all, there's only one original ship per era. Although we have all reached the level of the Northern Sea, we are all sister ships."

"Is that so? No wonder your combat awareness is so poor..."

"Eh?"

Wasn't that a bit harsh?

Yamato looked at the girl beside her, who was deep in thought, with some surprise.

Was this an insult...? But it didn't seem that way; it felt more like a simple statement of fact. There was no contempt on her face, just a natural expression, as if describing a truth.

Faced with this natural attitude, Yamato felt that even if she got angry, she wouldn't get a response. She could only stare at her blankly.

"Huh? You didn't know?"

Yamato didn't say anything, but the black-haired single-tailed girl was the one who was surprised.

"The biggest difference between you sister ships and us is combat awareness. I saw you cursing under that shell at the beginning, right? But at that moment, you could have just used the anti-aircraft guns to shoot down the shell. Why did you give up resistance?"

"No, but, that's basically impossible, right? Our education never mentioned that shells could be shot down—"

"Who said to shoot it down? Just deflect it, wouldn't that be enough?"

"Huh? Is that possible?"

"Ah, as I thought, Enterprise was right. The difference between us lies in awareness."

Faced with Yamato's dazed expression, the black-haired single-tailed girl seemed to lose interest in the conversation. She shook her head in disappointment, shouldered her long sword, and turned to leave.

"I thought you, being the same model, would have more to say, but even the initial ship of the same model lacks awareness. I now understand what Enterprise meant by the difference in will. Goodbye, I'm No. 111, remember that name."

"My 'sister'."

Smiling at the confused Yamato, the girl, who looked like her, seemed to have broken free from some constraint, and with a look of relief, walked back to their group.

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