Sortie 001 —The sweet Iku and the Hyperactive Kongou starts the game!

Kamijou Touma is a completely normal young man. He spends his days playing with his cell phone. Today was sunny and of course there's an unbearable heat. Few people dared to go outside with such heat since there were high probabilities of receiving a heat stroke or serious burns to the skin, such a sunny day while the few clouds move in the splendid blue sky.

He sighs again as he plays with the buttons of a new application. There was not really much to do today and he had already achieved the maximum score in his last online game. Reluctantly, he began to look for something new. Kamijou looked in the Internet between the popup windows of his cell phone and started looking some of interest there.

Nothing interesting.

There really was nothing interesting.

"What about today's games? I guess there's nothing I cannot do."

Everything is the same, same game systems, same characters, same scenarios and it is as if the video game industry has lost its touch.

He thought with slight bitterness.

It is as if the life he knew depended on that mobile device. Without games there is no life. With nothing interesting to play, Kamijou proceeded to press the button to turn off. Anyway the battery of his phone was about to die. However, a window that was not there just moments before, appeared out of nowhere. Like an unknown force that captured his interest.

"Uh!?What is this?"

There was a small screen that says: put your name and your age.

What kind of game is this?

Monsters from another world have destroyed civilization as we know it. Now, young Admiral, it is your duty to stop the Abyssal, along with the loyal Kanmusu, who are the spirits of war, now, is your duty to stop the total destruction!

"I see ... I suppose the premise is interesting."

Basically it is your duty to assemble and send to a marine fleet to locate and eliminate the evil Abyssal, beings that had come from nothing to cause terror and death.

"I do not know if this is my kind of game, but I think I should give it a try."

Kamijou inserted his name as well as his age, after that he pressed the start button. The screen blinks for a few minutes and then turns dark.

"Wait, do not tell me ... this was one of those computer viruses!"

There were people who created these types of files to steal information or for simple amusement. Kamijou held his head comically as he screamed.

"It was too good to be true, only a fool will fall into such trap."

After ten minutes nothing changed, the phone was dead. Kamijou clenched his teeth tightly and let out a loud sigh of defeat.

"There is nothing to do now; this Kamijou-san is too lamentable."

With his dead gaze and self-esteem on the ground, Kamijou left the classroom. By the way, the teacher had caught him playing so she assigned him more homework. By now, he would not be able to play anymore and his weekend would be full of tasks and research.

"Such misfortune!"

After sunset.

He was heading home to a student apartment complex. The rent was too cheap, and the room was not so small. This included, of course, a bathroom, a bedroom, a small kitchen and a living room. Kamijou went up the stairs, despite having an elevator since he was a person with too much bad luck. There was a time when he was trapped in the elevator for about 24 hours.

When he reached the top floor, he walked to his door.

There was a number on the door, number 13.

How ironic.

Kamijou hurriedly put the keys through the lock. He turned the knob and pushed the door slightly, showing the gloomy room. Since he was a student and with his part-time job in a known chain of fast food, with his budget he could not do the big thing. There was little furniture in his room for example, the television on the wooden table or the small sofa in the living room. In the kitchen there was only a stove and a small refrigerator filled with cans of soda and coffee, his favorites. On the other hand, in his bedroom there was only one bed and a bedside table. The wardrobe was included with the room so it did not count as something of its own.

"How unfortunate I am ... I just want to sleep."

He murmured reluctantly as he closed the door. There was not much in the bag in his hand. With the little money, he had bought some instant noodles as well as fritters and oatmeal cookies. He had to save enough to buy a new cell phone. He quickly prepares the instant noodles by adding some vegetables, spices, soy sauce to enhance the taste.

It does not taste bad I guess I'm a good cook.

"This is too good! Next time I'll buy some meat."

He opened the can of coffee and drank all its contents. After that, he took a well-deserved shower and dropped his exhausted body on the bed.

He was so tired.

He hoped something would get him out of his rut.

He just wanted something worth fighting for. He waited day after day, but the agonizing days passed.

Nothing changes desires are not fulfilled just by thinking about them. So the days went by, the spring passed, and then the summer, then the fall, and finally the winter came. When he realized, he was already in high school. There was no expectation in the way he had taken. He had failed to find something that would change that monotony.

Kamijou stared at the ceiling as if seeking the answers of life. He closed his eyelids slowly until exhaustion took its last force.

Today has been the same as always...

The morning arrived like every day, accompanied by the radiant sun that rises in the blue sky. Kamijou let out a yawn as he turned off the annoying alarm clock. He feels somewhat recovered. It seems that sleeping for eight consecutive hours had done its work on his body. He stretched his arms while lifting his body until he was sitting on the bed. He massaged his neck to release the tension and smiled slightly. But soon that smile fell, remembering the insane amount of task he had to do. Then it was that he noticed something else.

There was extra weight on his body. Something was about halfway up his waist and it seemed to clutch at his chest. That 'something' was soft and seems to move. Kamijou began to sweat as he slowly moved his hand toward the bed sheet that covered his body. His hands were shaking as if he was disarming a bomb, a single error would be catastrophic.

What is this...?

His hand touched something soft and fluffy. It feels good for some reason, Kamijou held the soft mass between his palms and it was then that he noticed something.

This feeling was certainly something he had experienced.

Once he had rescued a girl from thugs and in trying to protect her he covered her body with his own in that way no harm would hurt her. But his bad luck did not make him wait and by mistake he touched her breasts. To which the girl responded with a slap, even the thugs ran away frightened by the growing anger of the girl.

Well, this is a funny story, is not it?

But it was also his first experience with girls.

It was something he could not forget that sweet feeling of touching the soft valleys full of dreams and hopes.

And right now he was touching a pair of breasts.

"What the hell is this!?"

He screamed terrifyingly.

Well, Kamijou, think a little before you reach a conclusion.

Yesterday, I came home as usual and prepared my food as usual and then I took a bath and after that I went to bed.

Up to that point there was nothing unusual or out of the ordinary. Then the girl in his bed, who was she? How the hell did she walk through the door? Or maybe she walked through the window, but this is the seventh floor!

Kamijou was confused as he tried desperately to reach a conclusion.

But, maybe I finally let out my instincts and I went out at night!

This means he had kidnapped this girl!

Kamijou was having a severe mental argument, while trying to accommodate his ideas - the girl under the sheets began to move.

She woke up! What am I going to do I do not want to go to prison!

Kamijou held his head as he wept inwardly.

I know ... I'II escape there is no other option.

But when he tried to get out of bed an arm stopped him. It was a thin hand and her skin was so white and smooth. It was very soft and small, this is a girl's hand, but it was the first time he was having skin-to-skin contact. And she smelled good, the sweet, fragrant scent of a girl.

It was then that their eyes met for the first time.

"Aha ... Admiral ... you're so anxious in the morning."

The owner of that soft sweet voice was a blue-haired girl. She also has red eyes with star-shaped pupils. She wears a school swimsuit with a name tag on it. But most importantly, she had called him Admiral.

"Hey ... Who are you?"

"You must be kidding, right?"

She said softly as she brought her face closer to him. Her breath was intoxicating and sweet, Kamijou could not move.

A girl as cute as she is so close to me!

What about this development!?

Kamijou swallowed and tried with all his strength to move his body, but he lost the balance and fell on the pillow. The blue-haired girl also fell on his body, pressing her breasts against him. The boy's eyes were spinning and there was nothing to be done. The posture now was much worse than before, the girl was above his body, her breasts kept pressing his chest and her face was inches from his mouth. In addition, a certain part of his body was beginning to rise.

I'm a boy after all! I cannot avoid an erection!

He had cursed his growing lust and perversion.

"Oi, you could shake off from me, this is dangerous in more ways than one."

She tilted her head slowly and put a finger to her lips.

"Why should I do that?"

"That's for ... well ... you know ... I ... I"

"I see you're nervous, you're so cute, Admiral."

She gave him a charming smile.

His body was on the edge, at this step he would lose all the sanity he has left. There were too many things soft and pleasant, adding the scent of the girl. Kamijou was a step away from releasing his male instincts.

"Well, should I kiss you?"

She purrs as she presses her body even harder against him.

"A moment ago you seemed very happy touching my breasts, you like it, do not you?"

She pressed her mouth even closer to his lips.

It was something he could not describe in words. It was a feeling more than wonderful, she pressed her lips even more and began to move her tongue.

"Kiss ...haa~ ahh ... Ahhh ..."

"You like that ... you're so sweet~"

She smiled cheerfully and then resumed the kiss even more gently. Kamijou was blank, his body no longer responding and his hands began to move along her hips to touch her buttocks.

"Wait ... kiss ... ahh ... you cannot ... ahh ... touch there, Admiral."

The blue-haired girl gasped as the boy's hands moved over her buttocks.

"Be gentle, Ahhh ... Nnnh ... it feels so good ... I cannot... I feel hot ..."

His hands moved skillfully over her soft skin and his lips were still joined to hers. The girl gasped intensely, as the kiss become more passionate.

"Admiral ... you're so skilled ... it makes Iku feel happy."

She began rubbing his crotch with one hand but Kamijou responded immediately. Using the little strength of will and sanity in his clouded mind, he pushed her away, panting heavily.

"That was close."

Sweat trickled down his cheek and the girl's sweet taste still lingered on his lips. That was his first kiss and it's probably something he'll never forget.

"What are you doing?My kiss did not please you, did you?"

She said with an expression of sadness and disappointment.

"W-well, it's not that, but it was so sudden and I don't know who you are, really."

She dropped her hands on the bed and then said.

"I am Iku, I belong to the Junsen Type B Submarine class, I hope to work together with you!" She paused, and then added. "Actually my name is I-19, but it's okay if you call me Iku."

The blue-haired girl smiled with great joy.

"I see, but that does not really explain anything." Kamijou was even more confused than before.

"Uh? But if you're my Admiral, cannot you remember it?"

What is this girl saying?

Is it some kind of joke?

Wait a second... my room is strange.

It was when a panic seized his body the room in which he slept every night was not the same.

"Where I am?"

He whispered as he rose from the bed. This room was much larger, everything was different here. This was not his old wardrobe, instead there was a luxurious wardrobe and the bed was larger. The room was painted pure white and a huge window lets in fresh air from outside. Kamijou took a step toward the window and that was when his eyes widened in surprise. The sea, the blue and wide sea stretched across the horizon as the sun shone brightly on the sand-covered ground. There were in the distance some buildings and what appeared to be a coastal city. The palm trees covered most of the vegetation and the smell of salt could be felt in the breeze.

"What the hell is this? This is not the typical suburban city where I live."

Iku walked up behind him and hugged him.

"You're acting very strange today, are you okay, Admiral?"

He turned on his heels and held Iku's shoulders.

"You know me. You know my name, right?"

"Of course, I can use your name ... But that is embarrassing, Ehehe~"

"Well... I think I'm dreaming, yes, that must be."

Even confused, he pulled away from her and headed for the door.

All this has to do with that rare game is not it?

So due my need to play that right now I'm having a kind of lucid dream or something like that.

"Hahahaha, this Kamijou-san was really worried!"

Iku seemed very concerned about his current behavior.

"Wait, Admiral do not leave me behind and you should wear your uniform, again Admiral has forgotten to dress properly."

Right now, he just wore shorts and a black T-shirt.

"Wait world, I'm coming out. If this is a dream then I can do anything, right?"

Kamijou looked very excited and when he opened the door his face hit a soft surface.

"Ku ... what is this?"

His face was touching something quite familiar, and of course it smelled good.

Do not tell me!

Not again!

"Teitoku, good morning!"

A hyperactive and noisy voice echoed through the room. Kamijou managed to get out of the cheerful embrace and in that way he saw a beautiful girl in front. Has long, brown hair bunched into two braided buns and wears a black skirt.

"And you are?"

"What is wrong with you, Teitoku? Cannot remember your wonderful wife, Kongou desu!"

"What!? How? Are you my wife?"

Kamijou was shocked as sweat trickled down his cheeks.

"That's right!"

"Stop lying, the Admiral does not belong to you."

Iku rushes out grabbing his arm as he frowns.

"Wait ... wait a minute... I can feel your..."

"I'm sorry but you're going to lose, burning love!"

Kongo pounced on Kamijou, knocking him to the ground.

"Teitoku is so cool-desu."

Kongo rubbed her face against his chest as Iku continued clinging to his arm.

"Somebody tell me what's happening here!"

Kamijou screamed as hard as he could.

And this is how his new life began.

Author's Notes:

I recently returned to play Kancolle and my desire to write a story came back. I'm not sure how I'll continue with this, but I've already planned about ten chapters for now. I am sure you will enjoy it as much as I love that game. Now, well I am not good with the names of ships and in the matter of war, because I am not a scholar. I do not know much about the war, but I will investigate to give a solid basis to my fic.

Although, on the other hand, I plan to focus more on the comedy/love than on battles, but of course there will be action scenes, do not worry about it. Now, you can leave your favorite Kanmusu you want to see in this fic and I will happily write something for her.

A warning, well, now that I think of it, I should have written this note above, but no matter. Yes, I will be writing some explicit and non-implicit scenes, you are already warned. I blame at the eroges and visual novels for influencing my present type of writing.

Greetings and I hope to be uploading a new chapter soon.

Do not forget your review, if not Iku will cry.