Z11

Z11 leaves her room with a sigh, squinting in the bright morning sunlight. She'd like nothing more than to spend the morning inside, either sleeping in or playing her latest favourite game. Even though the walk from her apartment to the office is relatively short, it still feels like a chore.

"Uuugh... The sun is a deadly laser..." she murmur to herself, "If it melts me like chocolate, I won't be able to help the Commander anymore..." she lets out a relived sigh as she enters the air-conditioned HQ, taking a moment to mentally prepare herself for work before heading straight to the office.

Roped into it by Akashi, Z11 is helping out at the pop-up café at port. When she agreed, she didn't realise she would have to wear a bunny girl costume, especially not one that is so revealing. She just hopes the Commander doesn't pay a visit...

"A-Ah! C-C-C-Commander?!" Z11's cheeks turn bright red in a blush when you enter the café. "W-What are you doing here?!" She realises she is supposed to be a server and doesn't want a reprimand from Fritz Rumey, so clears her throat and apologies. "O-oh no, s-sorry... I-I mean, w-would you like a special recommendation? W-wait, that came out wrong!" Z11 looks away shyly as she shows you to your table, although she considers seating you in the private VIP room in the back.

Since you agreed to go game shopping with her, Z11 was in a particularly good mood as you made your way downtown. She felt like she could be herself for once, so she was more than happy to go on the new Ferris Wheel in the centre of town when you suggested it.

Now in the Ferris Wheel cart, Z11 realises what a mistake she has made. Not only is she terrified of heights, but now she is alone with you in a relatively small space. Not that she minds, rather quite the opposite - it's making her feel even more flustered. "H-how did you talk me into this...? I-I said I wanted to help you relax, b-but not like this!" she says with a panic, peeking over the edge to see how far up you are. She lets out a squeak, pushing her nerves aside and grabbing onto your hand. "I-I... I feel faint! A-ah, don't let go of my hand, okay?!"

"Ughhh.... The sun feels like it's judging me..." Z11 lets out a groan as she arrives at the training ground early in the morning. She had to practically drag herself here to make it on time and right now she is more concerned about napping than training. She smiles slightly when she sees you, although can't resist complaining a little. "Mornin', Commandy~ Why do we have to train so early...? Night-time battles are cooler, anyway..."

After a long evening of working overtime, Z11 lingers beside you as you pack up and on the journey home. There's a permanent blush on her cheeks as she clearly has something on her mind. You walk together until you reach the crossroads where you have to part for the day.

"U-Umm... C-C-Commander..." Z11 begins, already struggling to get the words out. "M-maybe instead of going home, you could come to my place?" Her cheeks burn red as she realises the words have come out. "J-just for a little while! W-we can relax, and, um... I’d like the company..."

Z11 slowly stirs awake, rolling onto her back as she wakes up. It takes a moment, but she quickly realises that she isn't in her bedroom. She sits up slightly and looks around. Of course! This is the Commander's bedroom! And she is in his bed... and...

"W-wait... T-this isn’t my room! D-did we...?! Oh no, oh no, oh no! W-what do I say?!" Z11 murmurs to herself when she notices you sleeping beside her. She buries her face in the pillow with a furious blush, not knowing what to do in the slightest. The memories from the night before and refuse to go away. Not that she would want them to.

Z11 has been suspiciously focused on her monitor today. With plenty of tasks to be done as office secretary, she has more than enough on her plate to be doing, however she would usually be complaining a little or gazing out of the window in procrastination, not focused on her computer screen with rapt attention.

Her fingers fly over the keyboard with surprising speed and her mouse movements are too quick to be that of a spreadsheet or timetable... Something is suspicious. When you draw close, she quickly scrambles to alt-tab back to her work, giving you a brief glimpse of the video game that was on the screen. "O-oh, hi Commander!" she chimes innocently, trying to seem as relaxed as she can. "J-j-just working super hard like a responsible shipgirl, haha!"

After a long day attending a social event with you, Z11 is completely exhausted. While she was happy to be your partner for the event, she didn't realise there would be so many people there, all from different branches of the navy. No shipgirls, just people in suits and ties. It was so boring she thought she would die...

Returning to the office with you after the event, Z11 lets out a big sigh and curls up on the sofa, clutching a big cushion to her chest. "Uuugh... talking to that many people at once... I-I think my soul left my body halfway through..." she groans, burying her face into the cushion. She's never liked big crowds, especially with people she doesn't know, so that event was like hell on earth for her.

Throughout the day, Z11 had been nervously fretting over the upcoming indoors date she had planned with you. It took her a good few hours to simply decide on her outfit, eventually going with a comfy black hoodie and a pair of dark pink shorts. Snacks had been bought and arranged in the living room and she had brought extra cushions from her bedroom to make the gaming space as comfy as possible.

When the doorbell to her apartment rings, she blushes wildly and begins to panic slightly. Taking a few deep breaths in front of the mirror to calm herself, she works up the courage to answer with a wobbly smile. "H-H-Hey, C-Commander..." she greets you shyly. "Th-thank you for coming... I-I got plenty of games for us to play!" she proclaims, trying her best to sound confident as she invites you inside.