A bald eagle flies through the sky, its feathers fluttering in the wind. It flapped its wings twice, giving itself a little push as it continued its flight.

The eagle itself had some dried wounds on its back and belly area, and its wings had both soot and burn marks. It had seen many battles, and it was a miracle that it still survived through it. It went through hell and back.

The eagle looked around, seemingly searching for something, or rather, someone. It soon saw a small figure in the sea and lets out a loud shriek and flew towards the said figure.

The figure, which was soon revealed to be a woman, raised her right arm as the eagle landed gently before tucking its wings on its body.

???: Did you find him?

The eagle shook its head dejectedly, failing the mission his master had given him.

???: It's alright.

The unknown woman gently patted the eagle in its head and smiled. The said woman had a neck-length white hair, and was wearing a black and white suit that emphasized her curves, black skirt, thigh-high boots with a knee-guard of some sort, and a tattered cape was attached to her uniform alongside a black scarf that was wrapped around her neck.

Her lavander eyes were dull, devoid of any emotions, yet showed pain and suffering. She had fought through many battles, and was scarred for life.

Her rigging was completely black, no markings to identify which faction she belongs to, no signature, not even a flashy paint job. Just pure black.

The woman lets out a small sigh and looked up in the sky, remembering the moment when she had finally found her beloved. His smooth (H/c) hair, the unwavering gaze from his (E/c) orbs, and the way he acted was exactly as the first time they've met.

There was no doubt about it, it was him.

???: (Y/n)...

She muttered a name and smiled, before sailing away towards the horizon.

---

Iowa-class/Alexandra: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHH?!

(Y/n): ...R.I.P. ears.

Just as he had expected, it was their initial reaction upon hearing that he had fought the Empress of the Sirens all by himself and came out unscathed.

Alexandra somehow doubt his story, but she knew that he wasn't lying. Now she knows that he's far more stronger than the Grey Ghost herself, maybe even surpassing the Yamato-class themselves. She's glad that Enterprise didn't initiate a fight with them.

However, there was something that bugged her mind.

Alexandra: If you did fought her, then why didn't you kill her right then and there?

Iowa: She's right. You should've ended her right away.

(Y/n): *sigh* You don't understand. She was just toying with me.

Missouri: What do you mean? You said earlier that you pointed the tip of your sword at her neck, right? You should've gone further...

(Y/n): Yes, but Empress was holding back. If she hadn't, then I won't be here talking to you right now.

New Jersey: What are you trying to say?

(Y/n): Each time we fight, she unsummons her rigging to give me a handicap. She won't tell me why though. Maybe she wants to have fun with me. Even if I did kill her? What next? There is this their so called 'Creator'. We don't even know whatever that thing looks like. Hell, maybe he's stronger than Empress, maybe even the strongest entity out there. And if that 'Creator' appears, even I wouldn't be able to defeat him.

Alexandra/Iowa-class: ...

Alexandra: How many times have you fought?

(Y/n): Three times. It's the only memory of us since we've met.

Alexandra: ...I see. Did she say anything else to you?

Iowa-class: *glares at (Y/n)* She didn't flirt with you, did she?

--Flashback--

Empress: You haven't changed one bit. I love it~

(Y/n): Back off. I already have four wives.

Empress: *chuckles* Who says I can't take you away from them?

--Flashback end--

(Y/n): ...No.

Iowa: *sighs in relief* Good.

Alexandra: Hold on, let me get this straight. The whole Iowa-class is your wives?

(Y/n): Yeah. Got a problem with that?

New Jersey: *smirks* Oh, I see she wants to join the harem~

Alexandra: *blushes* I-I don't marry a man I just met!

Missouri: But big sis forced (Y/n) to marry her the first time they've met...

(Y/n): *nods in confirmation*

Iowa: Hey! At least I didn't drug him, kidnapped him, and tied him in a chair!

Wisconsin/New Jersey: *whistles nervously*

(Y/n): I easily escaped in that, so I managed to protect my v-card.

Alexandra: ...I'm surprised you still managed to keep your sanity, (Y/n).

(Y/n): *shrugs* Meh, I got used to it.

Alexandra: I see... Anyways, you're dismissed. Let me know if you encounter Empress again.

(Y/n): Will do.

---

The Next Day...

Sleep. One of the best things one could ever hope for, and can be used to cope with this cruel world. However, our protagonist wasn't allowed to have such pleasure.

(Y/n): I'm not getting payed enough for this shit...

(Y/n) was now back in Japan, wearing his usual outfit. His mission today was to buy things for his wives, as well as decors for the dorm they were given (by Iowa's orders, of course).

He remembered the moment they opened their dorm, and he was surprised that it was filled with spider webs and the dust was so thick he could literally see it. Of course, being a clean freak he is, he was infuriated with it and began on cleaning the room, until the room was completely clean.

The male kansen looked around for any shop that has the things he needed, until he found one.

As he was about to push the door open, he stopped when he felt that he was being watched. He calmly looked around for anyone who's watching him, but the people were minding their own business and continued on with their day.

(Y/n) shook his head and went inside the store, thinking that it was just his mind playing tricks with him.

Upon searching the whole store, he finally found the things he needed and placed them into a shopping cart before going in to the cashier, where he has to unfortunately wait in the line of other customers.

After it finally was his turn, the cashier checked his items one by one, puts them in a large plastic, and tells (Y/n) the exact amount.

(Y/n): *places money on the counter* Keep the change.

And with that, (Y/n) grabbed his purchased items and left, not elaborating any further.

---

While sailing back to Azur Lane, the feeling of being watched just further intensified. His radar detected no signs of anomaly in his proximity, and yet, there it was.

(Y/n) stopped in his tracks and summoned an F-35B. Understanding its orders, the stealth fighter extended its tail hook as (Y/n) puts the plastic bag in the hook.

The F-35B soon grew larger and flew towards the sky, mainting a slow speed as not to make the plastic slip from the hook.

(Y/n): You are not the first assassin sent to kill me... *summons sword* and you will not be the last!

(Y/n) whirled around and threw his sword, until the weapon clashed with something that caused a resounding clang as the blade got thrown in the air before disentegrating into nothingness.

The culprit was soon revealed to be a white-haired woman with neck-length hair. She aimed her bow and fired an arrow, which the male kansen easily catched with his hand.

The arrow disappeared from his hand shortly after, as the two combatants stared at each other.

(Y/n): Tell me, who sent you to go after me?

???: ...

(Y/n): Is it Empress?

???: ...

(Y/n): Fine, if that's how you want to play...

The male kansen aimed his cannons and fired a full salvo, the shock of each shot causing huge ripples in the water. The unknown woman was surprisingly agile, easily evading the shells as they landed on the water a few meters away.

The unknown girl tried to close the distance between them, but he was moving backwards, trying to move away as far as possible.

(Y/n) fired another salvo, but was easily countered by the unknown woman who shot each shell with her bow, hitting each projectile with deadly accuracy.

Taking the chance, (Y/n) launched several Harpoon anti-ship missiles, all streaking towards the unknown woman. Again, she shot each missile with arrows, causing the missiles to explode before they could reach her.

The explosions caused a thick cloud of flames and smoke to erupt, covering her vision. Taking the chance, (Y/n) flanked her and kicked her legs, making slip and fall onto her back. However, she was able to stand up pretty fast.

(Y/n) quickly grabbed her bow and threw it aside, disarming her completely. In an unexpected turn of events, the unknown woman managed to grab the male kansen and held his cheeks before... kissing him?!

---

Word Count: 1539 Words