Beloved Commander [Azur Lane]

Secured Call

The Grey Ghost with her sharp eyes glares at the man. The acting leader of Iron Blood on the Azur Base behind the famous Shipgirl with her older sister. Both intensely glared at him too.

"Explain." He calmly smiles and shrugs his shoulders as he answers. Enterprise slams her hands to the table.

"Yorktown and the others are not here, do not think someone will save you now. Commander."

"I never did." He leans against the chair and looks to the one-way mirror. Waving his cuffed hand to the ones behind it.

"Hey, attention here, recruit." She snaps her fingers at his face.

"I am no recruit."

"But you are in handcuff and is interrogated."

"For what? Blowing Purifier into pieces?"

Enterprise almost did not answer him. The Iron Blood Shipgirl put her hand on her shoulder and ask her to take over. In boredom, the Commander starts drawing on the table with his finger.

"Hello Herr Kommandant. Have we greeted each other already? No, then I am Prinz Eugen."

"I would shake your hand right now, but..." He lifts his hands before the chain pulls it back.

"I understand, but what I do not this is."

Out of nowhere, Prinz Eugen pulls a file out of her side-boobs. Enterprise flustered easily while the blonde Shipgirl smacks the bold Shipgirl.

"Mission report, December 16-" The file on the table quickly fell as the Commander lifts the table up while he stands.

"That is classified, Fraulein Eugen." He put his foot over it and ignore the confused eyes from Enterprise.

"Oh~ enlighten me then." Prinz Eugen pushes the table down and he slowly sits down again with the file still under his foot too.

"Ask Bismarck to write a request to the High Council." The silver-haired Shipgirl seems to be satisfied with the answer and leaves with the flat sister behind.

After some seconds of staring and silence, Enterprise opens her mouth. "What is i-"

"The past. Keep your mouth shut about this, Enterprise." Rossiya enter the room with Vittorio Veneto and uncuffed his hands.

"Yorktown and the others do not know about it. And do not include them in this. The High Council will terminate-"

"Commander! High Council member, Oda Hanzo is on the secure line zero." Helena, the blue-haired U.S.S Shipgirl gives the phone to the Commander.

"Everyone out." Every Shipgirls understand that was not only his order but an order from the High Council. If the line is secure, it means only with clearance level eight can hear it, except for occasional the Commander himself.

"High Council, Oda Hanzo. This is Commander Y/N of the Azur Lane."

"Hello boy, heard you managed to kill Purifier."

"For now, Sir. It will come back after a few weeks with snitches, of course." The Japanese man only hums to the response.

"Do you have a request or som-"

"Also saw an unknown hacked through the system and opened the Mission Report, December 16, XXXX."

"Ah, that must be the Siren-"

"Do not play a fool, Commander. The IP-address came from your base. If anyone finds out, it will die." The Commander grips the phone tightly.

"She is she. Not it, Sir."

"Do not talk back to me, Commander. If you want it to be alive, follow the protocols and stay alive till the High Council tells otherwise."

Oda Hanzo ends the call with that and the Commander looks under his foot. He lifts it and looks at the one-way mirror.

"Be careful." He takes a lighter up from his pocket and burns the file into ashes. No one needs to know about that particular file.

Or she will die.