Artist's commentary
Ikazuchi: “This isn’t a laughing matter... [trembling]”
Muramura: . . . ?
Ikazuchi: We were worried! You saved us from being sunk by the abysmal ships... If we hadn’t gone back to save you, you would’ve almost died, wouldn’t you?! [tears dripping]
Muramura: . . .
Ikazuchi: If you died, us survivors will be really sad, y’know. Just like Nue-san who cried so much after finding you.
Nueccho: . . .
Ikazuchi: That kind of reckless thing is bad. To see someone die in front of one’s eyes . . . I really, wouldn’t want that . . . [crying]
Inazuma: Ikazuchi...
Muramura: . . . I’m sorry, Ikazuchi-chan... [hugs]
Ikazuchi: . . . Uugh... [murmurs]
Muramura: . . . I didn’t think you'd care this much; once more, thank you for saving me.
Ikazuchi: . . . [whines]
Muramura: (. . . “when someone dies, the surrounding grieves”, that kind of thing isn’t it. For example, even for someone who died from drowning in the sea...)
Ikazuchi: . . . I’m alright now, I’m sorry for suddenly crying like this.
Muramura: No, no. There’s no need to apologize. I’m also sorry for being insensitive.
Ikazuchi: . . .
Muramura: Aah by the way, do you guys have a place to go back to? If you’re okay with it, we could send you guys.
Nueccho: Nwe?!
Nueccho: Murasa, why do wue have to deliver these guys?
Muramura: That’s obviously in case these two come along a dangerous situation, right?
Nueccho: Geeh, guess I’m in that kinda position huh...
Ikazuchi: Is that okay for the two of you?
Muramura: It’s alright, we’re strong after all.
Ikazuchi: Very full of confidence huh, but then again those bombarding anchor-like things that I saw looked pretty dangerous aren’t they?
Muramura: You could say so.
Nueccho: Come on Murasa, we’re going home.
Muramura: Nue, hold on stop pulling me...
Ikazuchi: Hey, what beings are the two of you, exactly . . . ?
MuraNue: !
Ikazuchi: Definitely not a fleet girl from our Naval Base... You’re not wearing any fleet instruments anyway...
Inazuma: . . . moreover, you’re able to do collective attacks we haven’t seen before and on top of that, when Murasa-san was unconscious, your body went thinner and became transparent and bypassable . . . and you also looked like you had a conversation with the abysmal ships.
Muramura: . . . Ah.
Nueccho: (It’s not the time to go “Ah.”, you idiot!)
Inazuma: The two of you surely aren't ordinary beings . . . then WHAT are you...?
MuraNue: . . .
? : I’d like to hear about that too.