FFNF BB Richelieu

The distribution of abyssals generally follows a pattern: the further away from land, the more numerous the abyssals become. In the center of the ocean or around uninhabited islands, highly intelligent individuals like 'Demons' and 'Princesses' may be entrenched. Conversely, in nearshore and coastal areas, the seas are usually calm and tranquil, and abyssal is rarely seen.

These conditions result in different sea conditions in different countries and regions: In Japan, surrounded by the sea, small harbors border the vast Pacific Ocean, leading to frequent reports of abyssals; while in Western Europe, the Atlantic Ocean is relatively shallow, and the presence of maritime powers like Britain, France, and Germany creates calmer waters.

Standing under the bright sunshine, you vividly experience this. The beaches of the French Riviera are teeming with tourists, presenting a peaceful scene. Thanks to the tireless efforts of ship girls from various countries, the overall threat of abyssal worldwide has eased, and countries including Japan are striving to erase the shadows of the past from the oceans. However, the French government's vigorous development of tourism is still rare. The ship girl beside you also looked relaxed, casually reclining on a deck chair, sunbathing.

However, even in such a relaxed posture, it cannot conceal the fact that the battleship Richelieu is a powerful ship girl. Beneath the skin boldly revealed by her gleaming bikini were well-defined muscles, perfectly proportioned on her shapely figure.

Noticing you observing her, Richelieu chuckles softly, pushes her sunglasses up her head, glances at you, then stands up and comes to stand before you.

"Mon garçon, you seem to not know how to relax." She placed her right hand on her hip, swung her long leg to shift her weight, and smiled sweetly at you. "Try to enjoy yourself. Even here, such a beautiful holiday is rare."

A sea breeze blew by, her bright blonde hair, like sunshine, fluttering in the wind. Her eyes still hold a smile as she speaks in a languid voice, a teasing tone that is hard to tell if it was a joke or a serious provocation: "Want me to play a game of beach volleyball with you? I wouldn't mind, would I? But I'd be happy if you could lie here as relaxed as I am? Or, although it's a bit early, how about we find a bar nearby and have a drink?"