0014.
The 30th of October.
Aboard the Sōryū-class submarine, building no. 8126, SS-511, Ōryū.
“Neee~!”
On the floor in specially outfitted sleeping quarters, the happy Nene rolled around, a spool of bandages wrapped around it haphazardly. Whether or not Nene was simply playing around or trying to escape a coffin of bandages is unknown as Noa yelled, “Oy, we’re low on bandages so quit playing around! Throw this damn [aradama] outside already!”
“Like I told you so many times already, Nene is my pet and my family’s guardian, you eternally flat-chested girl,” Manaka quipped.