Elder brother's garrison

"Xiaobai, will you hate me?" Chicheng asked.

"what?"

“I haven’t fulfilled my duties as a wife. I haven’t done anything,” Akagi said softly. “I only know how to run away, and I don’t even have the courage to admit my mistakes.”

"..."

“I don’t have the courage and determination to hold onto the naval base like Lexington did, nor the perseverance to fight for it day in and day out for ten years like Bismarck did. I can’t even simply stay at the naval base like Hood and Renown.” As Akagi spoke, she stretched out her hand with the ring on it. Looking at the ring, two silver tears streamed down her face.

"Do I... not love him at all?" Akagi's voice and hands trembled simultaneously.

It seems that this is what truly caused Akagi pain.

Xiaobai looked at Akagi, who was resting her head on her lap, seemingly terrified of something, and thought to herself.

For ship girls who prioritize emotions, nothing is more serious than having their feelings thwarted.

"Akagi, do you want to be hugged by my brother?" Shiro asked.

Akagi's body stiffened.

"Would you be happy if my brother told you he liked you?"

"When you wake up, do you want to see my brother first?"

Akagi stared blankly at Shiro.

“I…” Akagi opened her mouth, then closed it again. After hesitating for a moment, she nodded.

"I'm still young, so I don't know what love is, but I think it should be like this," Xiaobai said to Chicheng.

It's useless for anyone to say this. Chicheng has said it online, in other people's mouths, and even to himself. It's all useless.

But Xiaobai is different. She is Lu Yun's sister, the new admiral of Akagi, and the first person to give Akagi warmth after she woke up from a nightmare.

Xiao Bai's words carry a different weight than those of others.

Chi Cheng looked at Xiao Bai, her thin lips pursed.

"Oh, right." Xiaobai shook her finger. "If it's an apology, Akagi already apologized to me this afternoon."

"..."

"You remember, right?"

"..."

"So, Akagi does have the courage to apologize, huh?" Shiro smiled. "But I don't think she needs to apologize."

Akagi gazed quietly at Shiro, as if trying to imprint the girl's face in her heart in the darkness.

“Yes, that’s true. I’ve already apologized.” Akagi sat up, looked at Shiro, and finally showed a genuine smile. “Thank you, Admiral.”

"Aren't you going to lie down for a while longer?" Xiaobai asked.

"I'm an elder, how can I be allowed to cling to my sister-in-law's lap and refuse to get up?" Chi Cheng pushed Xiao Bai down and then lay down next to her.

"It's my turn," Akagi said, opening her arms to Shiro.

Xiao Bai understood immediately and crawled inside.

The embrace of a voluptuous, mature woman, whether it's her scent, her warmth, or even her streamlined softness, can be intoxicating to anyone.

Even a complete novice.

"Thank you." Akagi hugged Shiro and whispered against Shiro's neck.

"...It's so itchy."

"Hmm." Akagi shifted her position, resting her delicate chin on Shiro's head. "...Thank you."

Little White laughed in Akagi's arms.

—Isn't this just acting cute?

…………

The next day, when the first rays of sunlight shone on Bismarck's face, she got up and quickly nudged Yamato, who was beside her, to wake her from her sleep.

"Ugh... mmm mmm mmm..." Yamato Fukami rolled over, her snow-white thighs clamping the blanket around her, looking like she had no intention of getting out of bed at all.

"Get up." Bismarck patted Yamato's legs.

"...Ummmmmmmm." Deep Sea Yamato raised his head, feeling very sleepy, and opened his eyes with difficulty as if they were glued on.

“Get up,” Bismarck repeated.

“…Oh.” Yamato Fukami looked at the clock hanging in the living room, his eyes widening instantly. “It’s only 4:30!”

“Don’t maids all get up at 4:30?” Bismarck said.

"Are you crazy? I'm just an apprentice maid!" Yamato Fukami sullenly crawled back into bed, looking like no one was going to take her away from here.

Bismarck pondered for a moment.

Yamato is getting more and more mischievous.

So Bismarck also crawled into Yamato's quilt.

"Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhh! Stop! Stop! Ahh ...

"Ahhh! Are you a dog?! Ahhh, don't bite me there! Ahhh, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

"Let go! I'm getting angry! I'm really getting angry! Ahhhhh! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please ...

"Okay, okay, I know, no, no, I'll get up right now, I'll get up right now, okay?!" In the end, the Yamato, who was useless without ship equipment, was no match for Bismarck, who had the power of ship equipment, and was defeated after only a few rounds.

Disheveled and flushed, Akagi Yamato crawled out of the blankets in a disheveled state, panting heavily as she glared at the ball of blankets behind her.

Bismarck stood up from the ball of blankets expressionlessly, a strand of snow-white hair still dangling from her mouth.

Humiliation!

Yamato looked at Bismarck with grief and indignation.

"Make your bed." However, Bismarck ignored Yamato's humiliated expression and threw the blanket in her hand at Yamato's head. "When you're in someone else's house, get up a little earlier."

"I know, I know!" Deep Sea Yamato, exhausted from Bismarck's antics, could no longer sleep and could only grumble as she folded the blankets. "Tomboy! So clueless! Jerk!"

When faced with Yamato's ultimate technique, the Howl of the Cerberus, Bismarck showed no anger whatsoever.

For Bismarck, it seemed that other people's opinions of her had no effect on her own state of mind.

Bismarck spat out the hair he was holding in his mouth and threw it into the trash can next to him.

"Ah, everyone's awake." Just then, Akagi opened the living room door with a smile and looked into the living room. As she opened the door, a delicious aroma wafted in from the kitchen.

It looks like the noise from the fight just now was a bit loud.

"So, could that be a little quieter?" Akagi said with a smile to Bismarck and Yamato. "Shiro is still sleeping."

Chapter 364 I am like a zz

When it comes to Shiro, the Deep Sea Yamato and Bismarck have both been sidelined for different reasons.

"I reckon Xiaobai will sleep for a few more hours." Akagi opened the living room door and looked at the cat and dog sitting on the floor.

"I'm sorry," Bismarck sincerely admitted his mistake.

"Let's fold the blankets first." Akagi nodded to the two of them and then left.

The sizzling sound of frying eggs came from the direction of the kitchen.

Bismarck and Abyssal Yamato quietly and quickly tidied up the bedding in the living room and stored it in Bismarck's ship equipment space.

After a while, Akagi came in carrying several stacks of plates.

"Let's eat." Akagi placed the plate she was holding on the coffee table.

A wonderful aroma wafted from the plate and reached Yamato's nose.

"Oh, it smells so good." Yamato Fukami got up, went to the coffee table, and looked at the plate.

The plate that Akagi brought out had a simple dish of fried eggs, bacon, and broccoli, but for some reason, Yamato could smell a strange aroma in it.

It's as if the cooking time, the ingredients, and the seasonings are perfectly matched; the ratio of vegetables, meat, and eggs, as well as the cooking time, have reached a wonderful balance.

"You can cook?" Yamato asked in surprise.

It's truly astonishing that a woman who only knows how to eat takeout and stays at home drinking beer all day is also so skilled in cooking.

"I know a little bit," Akagi said modestly, handing over chopsticks and a fork. "Would you like chopsticks or a knife and fork?"

"Uh, chopsticks, please." Yamato Fukami took the chopsticks, then picked up the plate and took a bite of the fried egg. "Oh, delicious!"

This isn't a food show, nor is it the kind of world where eating something delicious causes clothes to explode or light to emanate. Although Yamato only seemed slightly surprised, it was enough to prove the quality of the breakfast that Akagi served.

It's really delicious.

Deep Sea Yamato was so moved that he wept bitterly.

Bismarck could cook, but how should I put it, Bismarck's cooking?

It wasn't exactly bad, it was alright, just averagely delicious, but it wasn't much better than the cafeteria food. If you really want to say something, Bismarck's food was more of a reflection of human warmth.

But if possible, Yamato would prefer to eat a meal that is both heartwarming and incredibly delicious!

Deep Sea Yamato quickly stuffed the plate of breakfast into his stomach.

"What about Shiro's share?" Bismarck didn't eat right away, but asked Akagi instead.

“She’ll get up a little later, I’ll make it for her then.” Akagi smiled, a maternal glow that embraced everything radiating from her.

Suddenly, Yamato felt that this person was incredibly irritating.

Is this... the true power of a single woman?!

"Yes, thank you for your help." Bismarck nodded and picked up the plate.

Akagi's cooking is better than my own, so if Akagi wants to cook for Shiro, Bismarck has no reason to compete with her for the job.

"Bismarck, you should learn from her. Her cooking is much better than yours." Yamato wouldn't miss this opportunity to strike at Bismarck.

“Yes.” Bismarck nodded.

“Actually, Bismarck’s cooking is already quite delicious,” Akagi said to Yamato with a smile. “Before she became a marriage ship, we all suspected that Bismarck might not have a sense of taste.”

"Huh?" Yamato Akagi was taken aback.

"Back then, all she cared about in terms of food was nutrition; she didn't care about taste at all. For a long time, Tirpitz could only eat fried sausages and drink beer," Akagi said.

"Huh?" Yamato was taken aback.

Bismarck also put down his chopsticks and thought for a while: "It seems so."

"Why do you say 'it seems like that' with such a relaxed expression?" Yamato Fukami asked in shock. "By the way, do you really have no sense of taste?"

“Sweet, sour, bitter, and salty are all tastes,” Bismarck said. “I just don’t know what tastes you consider delicious.”

"..."

“So Bismarck has already worked really hard,” Akagi said with a smile. “To prevent the admiral living in his house from eating instant noodles and sausages every day, Bismarck has been following Lexington and Renown around every day to learn how to cook.”

"How can someone who doesn't know what tastes good learn to cook?" Yamato Fukami still didn't understand.

“It’s very simple, just write down the steps someone else takes to cook.” Bismarck nodded. “If you completely imitate the ingredients, steps, and timing, the dish you make should be the same.”

Looking at Bismarck's calm demeanor, Abyssal Yamato suddenly felt a bit of respect for this ship girl.

“In a way, you’ve had it tough too…” Yamato sighed, tossing the broccoli into his mouth and crunching it.

"Akagi, why did you suddenly decide to cook today?" Bismarck asked.

"I suddenly felt like doing it." Akagi smiled sheepishly and sat down in front of Bismarck and Yamato. "I wonder if my skills have gotten rusty or anything..."

“It’s delicious.” Bismarck nodded.

“Don’t you know what tastes good?” Yamato Akagi said.

“This tastes good,” Bismarck explained.

"Thank you." Akagi looked at Bismarck's approving expression and seemed very touched. She patted her chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and then took out the mineral water that Bismarck had bought yesterday and took a few sips.

"Aren't you going to drink anymore?" Bismarck asked.

"Hmm, I'm not drinking it anymore." Akagi put the mineral water back and shook it from side to side, a little uncomfortably. "It wasn't anything that tasted good anyway."

"Hmm." Bismarck nodded in agreement, then quickly finished the food on her plate.