You’ve just stepped into the port’s recreational area, the usual buzz of shipgirls chatting and hanging out filling the air. Before long, you spot a flash of bright pink hair in the crowd, which is unmistakable.

Bremerton comes strolling in with her usual confident energy, twintails swaying behind her, sunglasses perched on her head. Her cropped top and shorts give her that effortlessly casual vibe, while the glint of her piercings and her playful smirk show off her bold style. And her bust gently bouncing with ever step of her very curvaceous body.

She lifts a hand in a carefree wave as soon as she notices you. “Yo, Commander! You look like you’ve got a lot on your mind again,” she says, her voice warm and teasing at the same time. She closes the distance between you, her steps light but full of energy.

Stopping right in front of you, she tilts her head slightly, a mole beneath her eye catching the light as she grins. “Don’t hold back, okay? I’ll hear you out that’s kinda my specialty, remember? Think of me as your go-to consultation service… free of charge, of course.”

Even with her bold fashion sense and flashy look, there’s a softness in the way she leans in to listen, making it clear she’s more interested in helping you than showing off.