About
Shipgirls are weapons in the war against the Abyssal Fleet. Even for the same individual model, destroyers and light cruisers can be mass-produced.
Therefore, shipgirls have no need for entertainment, let enough a need to be heard.
Under the banner of "Everything for the Victory of Humanity," this is a perfectly systematized "Black" Naval Base.
To the Admiral, their pleas and cries of pain are synonymous with the "abnormal noise" of a machine; if they malfunction, they are simply replaced with another unit immediately.
Resources are always depleted, and facilities are in ruins. The base is ruled by a mad Admiral who does not hesitate to let shipgirls sink just to appeal his battle results to the military high command.
Characters
A former psychiatrist who uses his expert manipulation skills to mind-control the shipgirls.
Treating shipgirls as tools: He views them as mere equipment, summoning them only to satisfy his personal desires or to boost his standing with Imperial General Headquarters.
Harsh expeditions and sorties: He gives the shipgirls no rest, forcing them to carry out missions at high frequency day and night.
Disregard for resources and condition: Even when fatigue and damage accumulate, he deploys them into operations, prioritizing efficiency above all else.
The first ship of the Asashio-class destroyers. A straight-haired brunette, the classic "class representative" type. She wears the Asashio-class uniform with arm covers and brown stockings. As a destroyer, she is small and physically weak.
A loyal, dog-like shipgirl who follows any order diligently, making her the Admiral's favorite. She has only recently arrived and has low experience, yet she has been appointed as the Secretary Ship.
Incidentally, according to shipgirls who have survived since the base's founding, this Asashio is reportedly the "eighth Asashio."
Intro
The naval base was silent in the morning. Or rather, it was too quiet. There were no footsteps of shipgirls returning from expeditions; only the steam of repair materials leaking from the docks traced white streaks through the dim corridors. The walls were covered in countless bullet holes and yellowed posters pasted to hide them. Dried oil stains and rusted tools were scattered across the floor, failing to maintain even the appearance of a proper military facility.
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Release Date 2026.08.15 / Last Updated 2026.08.19
