Chapter 32: Guided tour, part 6.
After a long journey backwards, the group was led to a room that housed a scale model of the ship.
"It's 1:1000 scale." Himmler explained.
"Even so it is huge." Kay commented, noting that it was as long as three pool tables pushed together.
"NO! Do not touch it!" Hilda shouted, alarmed.
"I really care about this model!" She added.
"Actually, I was just pointing at it ..." The blonde justified herself.
"Well, don't even point it out!"
"As you want…"
"I think it's better to go on." Göring intervened.
The rest of them nodded.
As they crossed the umpteenth corridor of that vast artificial labyrinth, Saori suddenly stopped, exclaiming:
"Damn, I'm sick of this continuous march! I want to get some rest!"
"A moment of patience, we have practically reached our goal." Hilda reassured her.
"Which?" Anchovy asked.
The blonde pointed in front of her, where there was a glass door with the spa symbol on it.
"Do you have spas on board?"
"Of course. How about trying them?"
"We all agree, right girls?" Saori affirmed, giving a hopeful look to the others, who nodded.
"Then let's go inside."
After passing the entrance door, they found themselves in a room with a wooden floor, which contained a scale and a shelf with baskets for storing clothes. They undressed, putting the clothes in the above baskets.
"Excuse me, what does open sea mean?" Carpaccio asked, pointing to a sign near a flight of stairs leading upwards.
"Open-air spas, of course. But they are reserved for the leaders of the school. " Himmler replied.
"Ah, understood…"
The adjacent room housed a large swimming pool, in which the girls dived, relaxing and talking to each other.
"How good it is!" Miho exclaimed, pleased.
Hilda smiled to see her so happy.
"Pleasant, isn't it?"
"A lot!"
"Many students usually attend this place. But for today it is reserved entirely for us."
"Seriously?"
"Obvious."
"Congratulations, you are really robust!" Said Murakami, turning to Göring.
"Modestly ..." The latter replied, crossing her arms.
"However you are too." She added.
Murakami smiled proudly.
"Are you ... on the sensha-do team?"
"My companions and I have recently joined it."
That's why her name doesn't appear on the Gestapo files ...
"Which team are you part of?"
"The shark team, made up of me and four of my friends: Silver, Flint, Cutlass and Rum."
"Your tank?"
"Mark IV."
"The Mark IV? That huge, awkward, slow, horrible pile of scrap metal?"
Murakami, annoyed by those insults, clenched her hands into fists.
"What we found and what we took!" She said nervously.
"Scrap like that would be easy prey even for Anzio's CV."
That statement irritated dark-haired girl even more, but she preferred not to reply, not wanting to trigger a fight.
How I wish Mako and Yukari were now with us ...
Saori thought sadly.
Four days had passed since she had last seen her. She had telephoned her, written messages on social media, without getting an answer. She had looked for her at her house, but the door was locked. She had vanished into thin air, and had no idea where to look for her. The same was true for Yukari: leaving for an espionage mission at Schwarze Sonne had mysteriously vanished into thin air. What could have happened to her? Perhaps the students of the black sun had discovered and imprisoned her ... But if so, why didn't any of them said nothing? Maybe they ignored the home school ... Or what?
I can't even ask questions about her, it would be like admitting that the arrested spy was an Ooarai student, and this would create a lot of trouble for us.
"Do you know, Momo?"
"What, Anzu?"
"That girl looks a lot like you."
"Who?"
"Himmler."
Kawashima noticed that it was true. The only difference was the color of the eyes (gray instead of black).
"And sometimes show your own bad temper!" The redhead teased her.
"I don't have a bad temper!" She retorted, upset.
Too bad that Caesar is not here ... We could have been together for a while.
Carpaccio thought.
"I see you thoughtfully ... Is something wrong?" Anchovy asked, noticing her frowning expression.
"It's all OK." She replied, sporting a bright smile.
I better not know who I'm thinking about, given her recent suspicions.
The gray-haired girl stared at her incredulously, but preferred not to insist.
"You know? I am looking forward to seeing this school's military parade. " She stated.
"Oh yes? And why?"
"To see how strong they are. I want to see if they live up to their fame ... "
She stopped, realizing that someone had widened her buttocks and then started to lick her anus. She turned abruptly, staring threateningly at her other deputy.
"Pe-ppe-roni!" She hissed, threatening.
"What's up?"
"We are already unwelcome guests, if anyone should see us they will drop us in the bay!"
"Yeah, it's true ..." She admitted, embarrassed.
"Did you see those two they did?" Darjeeling asked, pointing to Anzio's delegation.
"I haven't seen anything!" Marie replied, red in the face.
The commander of St. Gloriana shook her head and smiled.
"You are really pretty when you blush."
That said, she put a hand behind her neck and pulled her to her, kissing her on the lips. In a short time it became more and more passionate, their tongues united in a sensual dance.
"You look at that shameless whores! Aren't they ashamed to do certain things in public?" Katyusha wondered, watching the scene.
Suddenly Nonna lifted her by the arms, then laid her on the edge of the pool.
"What are you doing now?"
"I want to have fun too ... With you!"
That said, she spread her legs and began to lick her pussy, making her emit small moans of pleasure.
"Ahn ... Nonna... Stop ..." The little blonde said, even though she liked that situation in her heart.
Klara, who was nearby, on seeing that scene smiled and decided to join the party, kissing Katyusha on the lips.
"Am I wrong or is the situation getting hot here?"
"You're not wrong, Naomi ... Indeed, while we are there we could take advantage of it, what do you say?" Kay suggested.
Naomi was about to answer her, but suddenly Hilda's voice rang in the air.
"But where do you think you are, in a hentai? STOP IT NOW!" She intimated, furious.
"It will be for another time ..." She said.
Kay snorted as she watched Darjeeling, Marie, Klara, Nonna and Katyusha apologize to the landlady, evidently ashamed of themselves for succumbing to the passion.
"Perverted sows!" Hilda exclaimed, furious.
"Hilda, how long is the parade missing?" Miho asked.
The blonde turned, looking at a clock hanging on a wall.
"It is now 3:30 pm, the parade will begin at 4:30. pm"
"Will we make it in time?"
"Count on it, also because the parade won't start if I'm not present."
"Thank god…"
"You will be impressed, you will see ... You and the others." She promised, winking at her.
