Elder brother's garrison

Sitting on the threshold, Deep Sea Ryujo shuddered. She glanced blankly at Deep Sea Yamato, who was lunging towards her, a look of confusion flashing across her face. However, after sensing the "killing intent" emanating from Deep Sea Yamato, Deep Sea Ryujo did a somersault, flipped herself up from the ground, and then took off running, frantically sprinting down the corridor.

"Eh?! Yamato... Yamato, what are you doing...?"

"Dragon—Soaring—!!"

"Ughhhhhhhh!!!"

"Dragon—soaring—!!!"

Yamato screamed and chased after Ryujo, dashing into the corridor like Spider-Man.

"Pfft!"

"Waaaaaah!!! Help...help me!!!! Yamato...no!!!"

In the corridor, accompanied by the sounds of Deepsea Yamato and Deepsea Ryujo chasing each other, a sudden burst of chaotic noise erupted.

Xiaobai propped herself up on her arms and sat up in bed. She stared blankly at the empty doorway and listened to the sounds coming from the corridor. She was momentarily stunned.

"What is this, Yamato-neechan..." Shiro murmured softly, stood up and walked towards the door.

Xiao Bai had just reached the door.

There was a snap,

With a flushed face, Yamato Akagi, panting heavily, carried Ryujo Akagi, who was already seeing stars and had bitten his tongue unconscious, slowly into the room while pulling on the doorknob.

Under Xiaobai's astonished gaze, Shenhai Yamato threw the unconscious Shenhai Longxiang onto the carpet, then closed the door behind him. After closing the door, he pressed his face against the peephole and stared at the outside with a guilty look for a long time before finally letting out a deep sigh of relief. With his smoking head pressed against the door, he slowly slid his entire body onto the carpet.

"This...this really...scared me to death..." Yamato Akami leaned against the door, his voice filled with shame and regret. "Why did I have to see Ryujo Akami here, at this very moment...ahhhhhh..."

Shiro blinked as he watched Yamato Shinkai, who was trying to force his way through the door with his head.

Xiao Bai walked to the Deep Sea Dragon's side, squatted down, and briefly checked the Deep Sea Dragon's breathing status.

Fortunately.

Although the formation of Deep Sea Yamato just now looked quite intimidating, Deep Sea Ryujo seemed to have only been knocked unconscious by Deep Sea Yamato and was not injured.

Knock me out...

Xiaobai withdrew his hand and gave a helpless, bitter smile to Shenhai Yamato, whose back was turned to him.

"Um... Yamato-neechan... you really do know Deep Sea Ryujo?"

The voice of Shenhai Yamato, who was leaning against the door, paused. She turned around and nodded somewhat shyly to Xiaobai.

"So we actually know each other..." Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief.

“The longer you live, the more Deep Sea Deans you’ll naturally meet…” Deep Sea Yamato said to Shiro somewhat sheepishly. She looked at Deep Sea Ryujo, who had fainted on the ground, took a deep breath, and exhaled, “I’m quite surprised that you managed to run into her, Shiro…”

"Hmm? Is it strange that I encountered a Deep Sea Dragon?" Xiaobai asked curiously.

“Of course that’s strange.” Yamato Akami shrugged. “If I remember correctly, Ryujo’s territory is in the far seas, far from the land. As for humans… there shouldn’t be many chances of seeing her… Come to think of it, even I only saw her a few times when I was just dropping by the Ocean Center back then.”

Speaking of it.

Deep Sea Yamato covered his head, revealing a conflicted expression.

"Seriously... I never expected this, I never expected this! Of all people, Long Xiang saw the kiss between you and me just now... I'm doomed, completely doomed! My proud, aloof, and unapproachable persona as the number one hero of the deep sea has collapsed!"

"...Proud and aloof...unapproachable?"

Shiro silently watched as Yamato Fukami squatted on the ground, clutching his head in worry.

Did Yamato Shinkai look like this when he was the director of the Deep Sea Academy?

Xiaobai stared at Shenhai Yamato's flustered face, his gaze lingering on Shenhai Yamato's features for a moment, imagining Shenhai Yamato's stern and imposing appearance...

Ok.

Xiao Bai nodded thoughtfully.

like……

It looks quite cute.

If given the chance, I'd really like to see it for myself.

"So, Yamato-neechan, you felt embarrassed after Deep Sea Ryujo saw what happened, so you knocked him out..."

Xiao Bai nodded knowingly.

"W-what do you mean by 'talented'? This is a serious matter! They've been in the deep sea for five hundred years, and finally managed to raise their reputation to Exalted. Now it's like their scandalous affair has been exposed. All their five hundred years of hard work could be wasted!" Deep Sea Yamato covered his head, looking distressed.

"Ha ha……"

"Little White, you're still laughing! Don't you mind being seen?!" Deep Sea Yamato asked angrily, her face flushed as she looked at Little White who seemed completely detached.

"Hmm... I do feel a little embarrassed, but I don't mind."

Xiaobai squatted down next to Shenhai Longxiang and smiled at Shenhai Yamato, who was leaning against the door.

"Eh?"

Deep Sea Yamato was taken aback, as if he hadn't heard Shiro's words clearly.

"I don't mind."

Xiaobai repeated it.

"You...you don't mind? Why, why?"

Yamato stared with bewildered eyes.

"Um……"

Shiro tapped her chin and thought for a moment, then gave Yamato a faint smile. "Maybe it's because I like Yamato-neechan?"

With a "biu" sound.

It felt as if I had been shot in the chest.

Yamato Fukami clutched her chest with one hand, let out a soft groan, and bent over. She was breathing heavily, her eyes watery and red as if they were about to drip.

"That's...that's too much of a cheating...Xiaobai, you're cheating too much...I...I like you too, Xiaobai..."

Yamato muttered softly.

“But speaking of this, Yamato-neechan,” Shiro said with a smile, waving her hand at Abyssal Yamato, “I think Yamato-neechan doesn’t need to feel embarrassed about Ryujo seeing us. After all, according to Ryujo, aren’t you two very good friends?”

"Huh?" Yamato looked up, puzzled. "A good friend?"

"Yes."

"What good friend?"

"?" Xiaobai was taken aback. "Yamato-neechan, aren't you a friend of Deep Sea Ryujo?"

"Huh? No, that's not it." Yamato Akami said innocently, "Although I do know Ryujo Akami, we only met once or twice on the high seas a long, long time ago. We're not really good friends, are we?"

Shiro and Yamato looked at each other.

"..."

"..."

"Eh?"

Chapter 1526 True Friends

Rumble, rumble, rumble——

On the dark and vast sea, a fierce wind swept up the dark clouds.

A dazzling purple figure stood on the sea.

Its proud body stood tall, the massive steel ship equipped with thick cannons that looked like strong arms, displaying its majestic form in mid-air.

Like the king of the sea.

Purple lightning cannonballs rained down from the sky, exploding into high sprays of water on the surface.

One by one, the hulls of the deep-sea frigates collapsed and disintegrated under the bombardment of the lightning cannonballs, turning into scattered fragments of iron and shells.

Amidst the loud explosion.

One deep-sea amphibious ship after another rushed toward the purple figure, only to be blasted into dust and sunk to the bottom of the sea by the endless barrage of lightning bombs.

power.

An unparalleled power.

This purple figure contains nothing but power.

Surrounded by deep-sea frigates, Deepsea Dragon Strikes stared blankly at the purple figure in the distance.

Within the pupil.

It reflected a beautiful face that was both cold and noble, and a pair of empty and arrogant purple eyes.

……

"open eyes!"

Deep Sea Dragon opened his eyes while lying on the bed, and was immediately terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat. Then, he sat up straight on the bed like a spring.

"Ah, Deep Sea Dragon, you're awake." In front of Deep Sea Dragon, Little White was holding a fan, fanning him while asking with concern, "How are you feeling? Are you alright?"

"Uh...we...we're...asleep?"

Deep Sea Dragon looked at Little White with a confused expression, then looked down at his lower body.

A thin blanket was covering his lower body.

Deep Sea Dragon found himself sitting on an unfamiliar bed, surrounded by an unfamiliar room setting.

"It's a long story... You've fallen asleep, haven't you?" Xiaobai stared at Shenhai Longxiang's face, and only after finding that Shenhai Longxiang's thoughts were clear did she put down her fan with relief and smile at Shenhai Longxiang, "Anyway, this is my room."

“Uh…” Deep Sea Dragon looked up, staring blankly at Little White, then covered his head and let out a soft sigh of relief, “Oh, I see… it was just a dream.”

"Huh? Dreaming?"

“Yeah…” Deep Sea Ryujo rubbed his head, gave a wry smile as if to relax, and muttered to Shiro, “I just had a really strange dream. I dreamt that someone I know was also captured by your naval base and brought here—now that I think about it, it’s really absurd… How could Deep Sea Yamato…”

As Deep Sea Dragon spoke with self-deprecation, it turned its head to look at its surroundings.

Yamato Shinkai sat on the edge of the bed, resting his chin on his hand, looking at Ryujo Shinkai with curiosity.

"Huh? How could I?"

"I am asking you curiously," Yamato asked.

"..."

The Deep Sea Dragon blinked blankly.

Deep Sea Dragon's face grew paler at a visible speed.

"Eek... Eekyaa ...

Deep Sea Dragon stammered, unable to speak clearly.

"Yamato-neechan... what exactly is your relationship with Deep Sea Ryujo?" Shiro looked at Deep Sea Ryujo's expression, which was as if she had seen a ghost, and couldn't help but smile wryly. "Why is Deep Sea Ryujo so afraid of you?"

"Hmm...is it alright?" Yamato Shinkai lowered his hand from under his chin, shaking it as he spoke to Shiro, "While we're not quite as close as you said before, like best friends, it's not exactly bad either, is it?"

"Isn't it bad...?"

Little White murmured to itself, looking at the Deep Sea Dragon.

Deep Sea Dragon huddled at the other end of the bed, like a little mouse that had seen a cat, trembling as it clutched the sheet to its chest.

Xiao Bai climbed up to the Deep Sea Dragon and waved its palm in front of the Deep Sea Dragon's face.

The Deep Sea Dragon showed no reaction.

"……"noob.

No matter how you look at it, Deepsea Ryujo and Deepsea Yamato don't seem to have an ordinary relationship.

"Yamato-neechan, how did you... meet Deep Sea Ryujo?" Shiro asked Deep Sea Yamato.

"Hmm...that was a long time ago." Deep Sea Yamato closed his eyes, pondering for a while. "About thirty years...or forty, fifty, or a hundred years ago? Hmm...I only started using human timekeeping methods in the last ten years, so my concept of time before that is still quite vague—anyway, it was a long time ago. I was bored on the surface of the sea one time, so I left my territory and wandered around the deep ocean for a while."

At this point, Yamato shrugged.

"Then I encountered Deep Sea Dragon—oh dear, back then Deep Sea Dragon was just a newbie who had just been promoted to Deep Sea Dean. Her Deep Sea Abyssal Ships were not very obedient, and her thinking was also quite muddled at that time. She couldn't distinguish between friend and foe, and she attacked me directly after seeing me."