This is not what you think... Some devil made me... I mean, it's done out of curiosity...

Is it that much to make you cry!? I'm sorry, I said I'm sorry!!

I'll pay for this so don't cry. Just wait, I'll have it sent by air...!

...it's not about that...

It's not about the tights... Maybe it is... though... It...It's just... You are so miserable...

I beg of you... Get... Get a hold of yourself, will you...! You're a Commander, right... Uugh...

He did so after that for a while.

Nagato, what's the next assignment?

No... There's none...... Have you got a cold?

Admiral! That must be a disease! The one about the brain!

Drink this! It will heal you!

Excuse me, Kon-neesan. You are off-duty today, aren't you.

Please stop interfering with Commander. It's rude calling such thing as a disease.

...from now on, let's cry every once in a while.

Murakumo picked up on a woman's weapon.

*Properly efficient*