Mark Wayne Windle: Dear readers, for those of you that have read the other parts of this book, I mentioned a new book idea called, Yamato and Musashi are Teleported Into Azur Lane. Well, for those that want to see that book in the future, I need some help. You see, the Yamato was retrofitted twice before her sinking; once in 1941 and once in 1945. So if you wish to see this book, then I will need for you readers to vote on which retrofit of the Yamato you would want within the book.
Yamato 1941 retrofitt;
-3 x triple 46 cm guns/18 inch main guns
-4 x triple 15.5 cm (6.1 inch) guns
-6 x twin 12.7 cm (5 inch) (Dual-Purpose) guns/DP guns
-8 x triple 2.5 cm (1.0 inch) AA guns
-2 x twin 13.2 mm (0.52 inch) AA machine guns
Yamato 1945 retrofit
-3 x triple 46 cm guns/18 inch main guns
-2 x triple 15.5 cm guns
-12 x twin 12.7 cm guns DP guns
-162 x 2.5 cm AA guns
-4 x 13.2 mm AA guns
Mark Wayne Windle: I will check when I am ready to publish this new book in the future. That is all for now my friends.
Herbert the Pervert: Oh hi there little author.
Mark Wayne Windle: WHAT Z HELL ARE CALLING LITTLE YE BLOODY WANKER!?!
Mutsu: Huh? Who is that author?
Herbert the Pervert: I am Herbert, but everyone calls me Herbert the Pervert for some reason.
Mark Wayne Windle: **sighs** What do you want Herbert?
Herbert the Pervert: Hmm? Oh nothing, I just somehow ended up here.
Hans: **holding a flamethrower** Z Holy Flammenwerer? I must use it.
Mark Wayne Windle: Please go back Herbert before I have someone come and contain you.
Herbert the Pervert: And who might that be author?
Mark Wayne Windle: Is that a no?
Herbert the Pervert: It is a no author.
Mutsu walks over to you and curls up onto your lap in fear.
Mutsu: **shaking** A-a-author, p-please get rid of h-him.
Herbert the Pervert: You don't need to fear me fox. I'm nothing but an old man that has been weakened by time and age. I'll take my leave now.
He goes back to his world and I attempt to calm Mutsu down with head pats and gentle scratches behind her ears.
Mutsu: A-author....that's my weak spot.
Mark Wayne Windle: **chuckles** That is why I'm touching behind your ears, to calm you down.
She soon relaxes and calms down from me scratching behind her ears and giving her head pats.
Mutsu: Thank you author.
Mark Wayne Windle: My pleasure my friend.
Payhole the A*shole: It would be a shame if I were to do this. **pulls on Mutsu's tail**
Mutsu: Ahhhh! Stop it, that hurts!
Mark Wayne Windle: HANS, YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS JA?
Hans: **German noises** Z HOLY FLAMMENWERFER JA?
**hissing**
He points it at Payhole the A*shole and torches him to a crisp.
Hans: HAHAHAHAHA, Z KAISER AND HIS HOLY WEAPONS JA? HAHAHA!
He stops after half of his Holy Fuel is gone.
Hans: **happy German noises** :)
Mark Wayne Windle: Thank you Hans.
Hans: **happy German noises** :)
Mark Wayne Windle: I'll let him have his moment. Are you okay Mutsu?
Mutsu: My tail hurts!
I begin to fluff her tail to ease the pain a little. To which it does.
Mark Wayne Windle: Do you feel better?
Mutsu: Yes, thank you author.
Mark Wayne Windle: Thank Hans and the Holy Flammenwerfer.
Hans: **happy German noises** You're welcome Mutsu my friend. :)
Franz: What is burning? **see the burnt corpse** Oh, Hans, did you use the Holy Flammenwerfer?
Hans: Ja!
Franz: I'll get that burnt sack of meat outside.
He drags the corpse and throws it out of the window. Then Hans leaves as happy as can be.
Mark Wayne Windle: I told you Hans would get to use the Holy Flammenwerfer.
I look back down and see Mutsu is asleep from relaxation and pleasure from me fluffing her tail.
Mark Wayne Windle: **chuckles** I take it that she enjoyed me fluffing her tail ja?
German translation;
ja; yes
Flammenwerfer; Flamethrower
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The Author and his daily life of Azur Lane
FanfictionAn author's life, in a world of ship-girls. Azurlane x Kantai Collection.