Weltkrieg: A Youjo Senki Fic

From all possibilities, millions of possibilities. Drawing chance, like I was playing the early 21st-century depraved gaming systems, is this what all I get?

Have I supposed the one who wishes to the cubes? No, there are mysteries still unveiled behind it, so, despite I have wished for something, it still not matters in the eyes of human wisdom collected inside the cube.

Well, it's mind cube after all, not wisdom cube.

Still, why and why? is the hull classification for ship type matters the form the ship-girl will take?

You mean, the destroyer will always have a flat valley, and battleship will be mama-type with great bazongas, or something like that?

Unfair, truly unfair.

At least I wanted a ship that has legal 'age'

Not that's matter, but I will be questioned with a weird gaze for recruiting underage. I'm not talking about myself.

Ugh, the floor felt cold both in my palms.

I was kneeling on the floor, hand spreading in despair.

The little girl kept poking me with her finger.

"Hey, hey, what's happen?" The girl asked, her hair ran in a white strand as some lock of the hair was standing on the top mimicking a shark top fin.

"No, It's nothing."

I tried to manifest another ship, following observer advice I tried to manifest them inside a ship to avoid memory problems like Z23 or Freesia.

From all of the available ship, most of the light and heavy cruisers are still under supervising for testing, only one cruiser was ready to be deployed. A support aircraft carrier, the light version of Graf Zeppelin capable to cruise 40 planes were still in the dry-dock.

All of the completed ship, only a handful of destroyers and sub are seaworthy. I don't want it to fail if I use the cube inside an incomplete ship.

Taking my chance, I chose a sub instead out of curiosity as to how the ship-girl will work. the Type-IV submarines, it based on the early German Elektroboote submarines or the type-XXI.

It capable to sail without periodically taking air for its engine, thus making it stealth-worthy and powered with Diesel-electric engine equipped with Lithium-Ion Battery with thrice power capacity and as easy to be replaced or recharged, extending the operation hour.

All of their design, hull, machinery, and sound dampener making it harder to be detected by enemy sonar.

All and all, they are the most advanced submarines in this world. I stopped playing games with technology after that Dacia Incident, and I won't be going easy on them.

We have a few schemes and hull design of submarines being produced in this base.

From all the Submarines, Type-IV has a medium size, with 75 meters in length and approximately 1000-tonnes in displacement. Other types are Type-1 midget submarine for coastal patrol, Type-II specialized submarine for long-range Ship detector and scout.

While being drafted and tested for prototype, Type-V will be an 'attack' sub rivaling the I-401 in terms of size. 130 meters in length, and almost 6.000 tonnages in displacement. The plan was to make it a fast-forward attack submarine that capable to shrug any incoming depth charges and main gun from heavy cruisers.

Behind there's also the mad plan of war, an engineer wet-dream, the special type-X aircraft carrier submarines. While at the surface it only painted as romanticism inside grand-theater of world war, it needs to be noted that sonar and radar weren't as sophisticated as the modern age. It will prove a strategical advantage inside the narrow sea of Atlantica.

And it may sound waste of resources, but with a ship-girl commanding it, this will not be the case. They're a machine of war, no matter I gloated it of how human beings they are.

And in front of me, the girl who looked bored poking at my cheek is one of them. U-110, type-IV submarine.

"Hey, how long are you going to be like that, let's play, plaaaaayyyyy or I will bite you."

"Ugh, fine, fine."

I stood up. Her height is only an inch behind mine. Thankfully, I prepared a set of mantles for her, as ship-girl I've manifested, though it was just Freesia, are stark n.a.k.e.d.

"Anyway, what's your name."

She swayed the shark looking toy pistol, though I doubt it was a pistol, in the air as was thinking.

"I don't have one if you include my code. But I'm a shark Rawwr!"

Right, I facepalmed for being tired. Ah, I hope Freesia is still in my office, I want a t.h.i.g.h pillow.

"If you like shark…hmmm…how about Kleiner Hai, I will call you Hai, how about that?"

Her eyes sparkled in interest, "Oooh, I'll take that. Sharky shark, I'm a shark!"

Although she's cute, I do not definitely have the urge to hug her or something.

What's up with human wisdom, and their distorted view of war and cuteness. Although, I admit it's a good and somewhat parodical match-up.

Sigh, I don't have faith for the next ship will look like. The least, I hope they have a great t.h.i.g.h or something, I thought before taking off from the submarines to the next ship with Hai following behind.