NOVEL SIMPLE ‘Four sisters’ No 37.
Yesterday we arrived at a sea port. The king asked us to participate in meeting with foreign envoys, and showcase ourselves as his trump card.
All but one of us refused to do it. Usually it means that we agree on not doing it. However, there is a special clause, in case one of us really wants to do something. Unless we reach a consensus, we agree to keep everyone else’s wishes in mind.
The question was whether we should join, or not.
Only one of us said that we should.
“Is this so important for you? We could’ve relax today, without having to waste our time on smiling at envoys like idiots.” (WI)
“Of course it is! Do you think I have a chance at taking a pantsushot of a princess every day?” (NJ)
The king was wise enough to offer a foreign princess’ lifted skirt for Enji, otherwise we would’ve had full consensus on ignoring today’s event.
“Just why are you more interested in her than in me?!” (WI)
“Have you said something~?” New Jersey glued herself to Wisky.
“You misheard. Stay a few thousand feet away from me.” Big Sis and I smiled at them.
While we were watching the doves flirt, the greetings began.
The envoys approached the king, and greeted him.
Then, the envoys sat at the guest chairs.
The forementioned foreign princess was distracted by the king. It was said that she arrived to be wed to one of his sons.
The king inconspicuously gestured, and one of the princes, a well-known womanizer, approached the princess.
The prince approached from behind, and while the princess was distracted by the king, he lifted the hem of her dress high enough to be visible.
‘Click-click-click’
Enji’s trigger-finger started working immediately.
When she was done, the prince lowered the hem.
“You guys are quite a bunch of criminals, ha?” The girl didn’t even notice.
Now that the king and the princess were done, they sat down too.
The next part was ‘the most esteemed greeting to the king, and to the envoys by both sides’. Also known as ‘let’s flex our muscles in front of each other, while pretending to be friends’.
“Let’s go, girls. Enji, stop giggling.” At Big Sis’ command we prepared to sortie.
Several lines of battleships passed in front of the esteemed guests and the monarch.
Then several more.
Then everybody grew tired of this, and some wyvern riders flew by.
When all of the guests grew sick of this, the four battleships showed up on the horizon.
A line of the kingdom’s trump cards (when we feel like it) started approaching the port.
Even from the distance our camouflages were clearly visible.
Iowa’s classic battleship camo of a war.
Wisconsin’s battleship gray.
New Jersey’s blue stripes, and anime girls on all of the flat surfaces.
And my grey-white-and-black.
As we approached the seats, the public roared in cheers.
“America, f* yeah!” (NJ)
“Watch your radiograms, New Jersey!” (IA)
“Coming again, to save the mf* day, yeah!” (WI)
“Stick to the communication rules!” (IA)
“ ‘Merica!”
“F* YEAH!” (NJ)
“America!” (WI)
“F* YEAH!” (NJ)
“Freedom ‘s the only way, yeah!”
“STOP THE CHATTER! KEEP THE COURSE STEADY!” (IA)
“Killjoy.” We all sent the same message.
The formation slowly approached the port, and we started turning.
While Big Sis was busy with keeping this circus sailing straight, we prepared to greet everybody.
“New Jersey, is your A turret’s gun elevation malfunctioning? Why is the gun rising?” (IA)
“It is a minor issue, don’t sweat it.” (NJ)
“Copy that.” (IA)
New Jersey peeped out from the bridge, and flashed the lights to show she’s ready. Wisky did the same.
“STAND DOWN!” Before we could do anything, Iowa spotted us.
“Come what may~.” I lit the magic formations on the ship.
The entire battleship glowed with crimson, and the mana accumulation began. Or so the lore says.
“Pfft! What’s up with those Christmas lights?!” (NJ)
“Just how long it took you to make all of this…?” (WI)
“Girls, you’re the worst…” (IA)
The Iowa-class circus was sailing right in front of the seats, drawing all of the attention.
“Go~!”
BOOM BOOM BOOM
Our small salute livened up everyone, expect for Iowa.