Elder brother's garrison

This also means that this novice fanfiction is finally completely, 360 degrees perfect.

"This is just the first one! There are many more to come!" Luo Lian held up the small notebook, one foot on the table, like a saintly maiden raising a flag, and said to the ship girls in the comic group.

"Yay yay ...

"Alright, everyone stand still. You've all worked hard these past few days. Now, it's time to give each ship girl her well-deserved rewards," Luo Lian said with a smile.

As soon as Luo Lian said this, all the ship girls present held their breath and looked at Luo Lian with tense expressions.

—The ship girls have been here for so long, working from dawn till dusk, deceiving their superiors and subordinates, all just to get a little white book.

Now that Luo Lian and Tirpitz's efforts have borne fruit, it's time to get a share of the spoils!

Luo Lian looked at Tirpitz, who was slumped over the table. "Tirpitz, the first one is for you."

"No need, let me lie down for a while to recover my strength, you guys go first." Tirpitz's face was pressed tightly against the table, and he only raised one hand to wave at Luo Lian, indicating that she could go to the back of the table.

"Okay." Luo Lian nodded, then looked at the ship girls in front of her.

"Number 32," Luo Lian called softly to the ship girls.

"I'm here!" Baltimore, hidden among the ship girls, trembled and then looked at Luo Lian excitedly.

The ship girls around her also made way for her, allowing Baltimore to walk up to Luo Lian.

“This is our first book, and it’s yours,” Luo Lian said to Baltimore.

"Can you really give it to me first?"

“Yes, you paid for the printer outright, so you have that right,” Luo Lian said to Baltimore, then pushed the small notebook in her hand into Baltimore’s arms.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Baltimore said, her eyes brimming with tears.

In reality, all the ship girls in the manga group had already read the revised manga hundreds or even thousands of times, and knew the content inside and out. So this complete version was just for commemoration, and it didn't matter who released it first or who released it later.

But Baltimore was different. Apart from Warspite, she was the only ship girl in the comic group from another naval base. Being unfamiliar with the place, the first little notebook was a recognition of her by the entire comic group, which was a very important thing.

—Her love for the female protagonist of this manga has been acknowledged.

Congratulations, Baltimore.

"Congratulations, Baltimore!"

"Great! Go Baltimore!"

And so, the ship girls' encouraging voices rang out endlessly. Baltimore, moved, clutched her little notebook to her chest and walked back to the corner of the room.

After that, the printer, which had only rested for a short while, started working again, and pages of comic paper flew out one after another, merging into a second, third, and fourth comic book in Luo Lian's hands.

"Number three, number four, number five, number six..." Luo Lian handed out the comic books one by one with a smile.

The time spent dividing the spoils was joyful, but also fleeting.

Under the watchful eyes of all the ship girls, Luo Lian quickly and skillfully printed the small notebook into booklets, then bound and distributed them. An hour later, every ship girl had a copy of the R18 version of Yuru Kantai Collection.

All the ship girls were looking at the comic book in their hands as if it were a precious treasure, each one of them reluctant to put it down.

"Remember, this is only the first one!" Luo Lian raised her hand and said confidently to the ship girls, "Based on the feedback, even a second or third volume is not impossible!"

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" The excited shouts of the ship girls rose and fell.

At this moment, Luo Lian's reputation among the ship girls is rising at an extremely terrifying speed, soaring all the way to the level of reverence.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

A few hours later, Baltimore, clutching a comic book to his chest, walked out of Luo Lian's garrison.

She walked to the entrance of Luo Lian's courtyard, turned around and looked at the gate several times with a nostalgic air.

Even now, Baltimore feels like she's living in a dream. Originally, she only came here to look for traces of the admiral she longed for, but unexpectedly, instead of finding the person she longed for, she stumbled upon something quite extraordinary.

Thinking of this, Baltimore looked down at the cover of the comic book in his arms.

A happy smile curved her thin lips.

—It's quite profitable.

The comic book in Baltimore's hands—no, this work of art—already made the trip to Baltimore completely worthwhile.

Unfortunately--

Baltimore sighed, a look of helplessness creeping onto his face.

The ship girls at this naval base must be professional manga artists. Judging from the quality of this first volume, the second, third, and fourth volumes will definitely be groundbreaking works. It's just a pity that I'm not a ship girl from this naval base yet. I'm already doing pretty well to have managed to get to the first volume by hanging out with them during the autumn deep-sea event. I still have to go back to my own naval base.

"Tomorrow... let's exchange addresses... please ask them to mail me the second book or something..." Baltimore muttered to himself, a faint sadness settling over his face.

"What are you doing, senior?"

"I'm worried."

What's there to worry about?

“I really want to get the later comic books,” Baltimore sighed. “But I have to go back to the naval base soon, and although I haven’t had much work lately, I’ve been working long hours every day. I’m afraid the admiral will have a problem with me…”

"Huh?" Baltimore finally realized what was happening after talking to herself. She didn't even know who had been talking to her. She quickly turned around and looked behind her.

Upon seeing who was standing behind him, Baltimore's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart began to pound wildly.

With a thud, the comic book that Baltimore had just cherished fell to the ground.

“You…you…you all…” Baltimore stretched out his hand, pointing tremblingly at the person in front of him, stammering, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Ahaha—it really is you, senior. Long time no see, senior!" Behind Baltimore, Rodney, who was holding her sister Nelson's arm, gave Baltimore a sweet smile. "Your naval base is also participating in the fall event, senior? Which naval base is it?"

"Rodney...Rodney!"

"Hehe, it's Rodney!" Rodney didn't mind Baltimore's lack of response to his question, and smiled at Baltimore instead. "And this is my sister!"

“Long time no see, Number Seven.” Nelson nodded to Baltimore and called out softly.

As expected of the composed Nelson, Baltimore quickly calmed down at her call. She was breathing heavily and then clutched her chest. "Ha...ha...hello, Nelson, Rodney."

"kindness."

"You...you're here to raid the deep-sea event period?"

“Yes.” Rodney nodded.

"...Is your admiral here too?" Baltimore asked Rodney as if he had just remembered something.

“Of course!” Rodney released his grip on Nelson and then pressed his head. “Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep! Rodney calling the Admiral, Rodney calling the Admiral, beep—beep—beep—ah, Admiral, are you there? Hmm, I’ve run into someone I know, it’s Instructor Number Seven, do you remember him, Admiral? Yes, that’s him, he’s right here with me now.”

Without Baltimore's consent, Rodney, while rubbing his temples, contacted Little White through the Admiral's Network.

Baltimore watched Rodney contact Little White with some excitement, his expression becoming somewhat thrilled.

—It's true what they say: you may try to plant flowers, but they won't bloom; you may plant willows, but they will thrive.

Rodney ended his conversation with Little White and lowered his hand from his temple.

"The admiral will be here soon. Would you like to say hello to him, senior?" Rodney smiled at Baltimore.

“Um…um…okay…” Baltimore nodded.

Although I feel like I've forgotten something, well... I was looking for that admiral anyway, so that's fine.

"Oh, by the way, what are you doing here, senior?" Rodney blinked his big eyes and asked Baltimore curiously.

"Huh? It's nothing... Uh... So what are you doing here...?"

“This is where we live,” Rodney said.

"Huh?!" Baltimore exclaimed, "Where are you staying?"

“Yes, here.” Rodney pointed behind him.

Baltimore looked over and discovered that the room Rodney was pointing to was right next to the courtyard of the Loren Garrison.

—My goodness, it's so close!

Does that mean Admiral Luo Lian is drawing in her little notebook every day right next to her? That's incredibly audacious... Holy crap!

Baltimore finally realized what was happening.

The little notebook! The little notebook is still lying on the ground!

"Rodney?" Just then, at this unfortunate moment, a white-haired young man with white hair pushed open the door Rodney had pointed to and walked out with a smile. "Are you Rodney's colleague?"

When I got home, the power went out, so I went to an internet cafe to write this... Anyway, I've only finished the first chapter so far, and I'll start writing the next one right away...

Chapter 533 I found it!

If he could choose a setting for their meeting, Baltimore would prefer it to be a season of blooming flowers, with the two of them standing on a prairie, in a market, on a country road, or even at a dock—the important thing is the atmosphere.

The two of them were dressed neatly and beautifully, preferably in pure white dresses. Through the soft sunlight, the girl's slender figure could be seen through the thin white fabric of her dresses. The fresh air, carrying her fragrance like falling leaves, wafted gently. Their fair arms, as if linked with lovers, held baskets of bread and sausages. They stood there, gazing at each other, staring intently, until finally, with a sudden realization, they pointed at each other and exclaimed as if seeing an old friend, "Ah, it's you!"

— Baltimore really didn't want to meet under these circumstances.

If the admiral on the other side asks me what I am doing, how should I answer?

—Ah, I'm looking at your little notebook, it's so interesting! Your expression when you beep— is really great, do you want to take a look too?

Baltimore swore that if she dared to say that, he probably would never see her again.

Who knows, I might even be arrested and retaliated against by the military police for sexually harassing a young female admiral.

"You're back at the naval base too?" Xiaobai walked up to Baltimore with a smile, and smiled at Baltimore. "How have you been since we last met? If there's anything you need help with, feel free to tell me. I'll definitely help you if it's within my power."

Baltimore looked at Little White with emotion.

—What a wonderful admiral! If it weren't for this strange occasion, Baltimore would definitely have jumped into her arms and rubbed against her.

"Ah...but..." Xiaobai said, a slightly strange smile appearing on his face, "By the way, does your admiral live next door too? I haven't seen you around lately."

"...My admiral is not here..."

"Hmm? May I ask what brings you here?" Little White looked at Baltimore with no malice, her golden eyes round and clear.

Baltimore fell silent.

As Baltimore predicted, the situation is spiraling into an increasingly irreversible state.

Baltimore is starting to panic.

"Hmm?" Seeing that Baltimore remained silent, Xiaobai looked Baltimore up and down a few times with some curiosity, and then his gaze gradually moved down to the comic book lying on the ground.

If there's anything fortunate about this misfortune, it's that the little comic book happened to be closed when it fell to the ground, thus preventing the direct exposure of the overly stimulating content inside for a novice.

The cover of the comic book doesn't contain content that needs to be censored right away; instead, it features a rather proper little white character that Luo Lian carefully selected.

In this respect, Baltimore is quite grateful to Loretta.

Xiao Bai blinked and glanced at the cover of the comic book.

—It's myself.

Yes, it's definitely true.

Tirpitz is probably secretly drawing ship girls again.

Xiao Bai sighed helplessly to himself.

"Are you watching Ship Girls too?" Xiaobai asked.

"..." Baltimore lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Haha..." Xiaobai chuckled dryly, then bent down, ready to grab the comic book. "I'm actually the prototype for the main character in it... actually..."

"Wait! A minute!" Just as Xiaobai reached for the comic book on the ground, a Baltimore suddenly screamed like a mother wolf protecting her cubs.

The scream startled Xiaobai, who quickly withdrew his hand.

"Huh?!" Little White stared blankly at Baltimore. "Um... what's wrong?"

Baltimore was breathing heavily. She looked at Little White, overwhelmed with emotion, and finally, a tear welled up in her eye.

It’s over.

It's over. It's over.

"Waaaaah—I, I'll come back to visit again!" Baltimore cried as she quickly picked up the little notebook from the ground, pressed it hard against her chest, and then ran away like a shot.

Long red hair fluttered in the wind, like the lost youth and innocence of Baltimore.

Xiao Bai stared blankly as Baltimore's figure gradually disappeared on the horizon, his expression quite awkward.

"Uh……"