tsu-tsuigeki:
“… I’ll just let her be, for now. I’m sure I’ll be able to meet her later. I hope I can. …” Amagi looked at Ryūjō again and smiled softly. “For now… where do I get to sleep? Also, I’m a little hungry, so if you have a kitchen… (I wonder if there’s a shop nearby, too…) … and where do you train—” She blushed a little. “I hope you don’t mind all those questions… eh, sorry.”
“It’s pretty spartan livin’ around here.. There’s a single bedroom in the basement. We might have to force the navy to buy ya a nicer bed than a cot. We don’t get people spendin’ a lot of time here.” RJ admitted.
“The kitchen is in the room behind me. A lot of ramen and cheap stuff. I ain’t much of a cook. Kaga makes her own meals, maybe she’ll share. Ah, she’s the one that does a lot of the training. I’m an old fart now, so my riggin’ is only used for emergencies. I guess questions are fine. You’re new here, after all.”








