Elder brother's garrison

Xiao Bai smiled contentedly, but his expression suddenly froze for a moment.

But... I feel so heavy.

—It felt like there was something piled up on my chest and legs, soft and slippery, pressing down on me quite uncomfortably.

Thinking this, Xiaobai opened her eyes and, propping herself up on the bed, slowly sat up.

The thick blanket couldn't hold Xiaobai's body and slowly slipped off.

In the sunlight, Xiaobai rubbed her eyes, then lowered her head and looked into the blankets.

Four long, white legs, some plump and soft, others shapely and slender, were crossed and stacked on top of her own legs, while her hands slid down from her chest.

Xiao Bai blinked and subconsciously touched one of the two big white legs.

—This feel, that's it, it's Tirpitz and Saratoga.

Xiaobai lifted the blanket, and there were Tirpitz and Saratoga, two ship girls who were much taller than her, huddled under the blanket like two kittens, occupying Xiaobai's body on either side.

She slept so soundly.

Like a deep-sea Yamato lying in bed, his fate uncertain after just pulling an all-nighter.

Two ship girls with beautiful and wealthy bodies squeezed against the poor and plain-looking Xiaobai. Beneath their beautiful and quiet features, their bodies, with their snow-white waves rising from the bottom, exuded a breathtakingly ostentatious wealth.

Xiaobai covered herself with the blanket again.

look up.

Looking up at the sky.

She let out a soft sigh.

A look of sadness appeared in his eyes.

Being hurt first thing in the morning, being an admiral is getting harder and harder.

After thinking for a while, Xiaobai slowly pulled her legs out from between Tirpitz and Saratoga, crawled over Saratoga's body, and got off the bed.

Change clothes, look in the mirror, and tidy up your appearance.

Find a thick insole and put on the shoes.

He glanced back at the two ship girls who were serving him in bed.

Then, Xiaobai quietly and casually walked to the threshold and measured her height.

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.

When Bismarck returned from grocery shopping, the early-rising deep-sea supply ship was perched on the roof, its rear end sticking out, gently cleaning the dust from the rubble with a quill pen.

Bismarck was moved by the hardworking and energetic Deep Sea creature. Just as she was about to go to the kitchen, she found the early-rising Little White covering his face and squatting at the door of her room.

He was dressed neatly, but looked dejected.

Bismarck walked curiously to Little White's side.

"Ah, Bismarck, good morning!" Little White sensed Bismarck's approaching voice, looked up, quickly concealing her dejected expression, and greeted Bismarck.

"Okay." Bismarck lifted the shopping basket. "Buying groceries."

"You've really worked hard, Bismarck."

"hungry?"

"what?"

"I didn't have dinner."

"Ah..." Xiaobai scratched her head shyly, her face turning red. "Yeah, I'm pretty hungry."

Bismarck reached into the vegetable basket, pulled out a fragrant, crispy jianbing (Chinese crepe), and handed it to Xiaobai.

"Did Bismarck buy this?" Xiaobai looked at Bismarck with some curiosity.

“Yes.” Bismarck nodded.

"I see." Xiaobai looked at the jianbing guozi in Bismarck's hand, but did not reach out to take it.

Bismarck waved the jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) in front of Xiaobai, gesturing for Xiaobai to take it.

"Was this bought for me?"

"kindness."

"Thank you." Little White shook his head at Bismarck, "But it's okay."

"dislike?"

"No, if I eat this, I can't eat breakfast." Xiaobai said to Bismarck apologetically, "Bismarck got up so early to buy groceries, how can I not eat the breakfast you made?"

“…” Bismarck silently put away the jianbing guozi, then reached out and rubbed Xiaobai’s head.

Bismarck carried the shopping basket and walked toward the kitchen.

The deep-sea supply ship, which was squatting on the roof of the kitchen pulling weeds, felt a chill run down its spine and instinctively poked its head out to look towards the kitchen doorway.

At the kitchen door.

Bismarck's droopy, somewhat listless white hair now stood up like a cat's ears, looking incredibly lifelike.

written request for leave

With mixed feelings, I closed my eyes, slammed the keyboard down, and grumbled all around.

I crawled forward on my knees, not daring to look up, feeling ashamed, and presented my sick leave slip.

It's a long story, but the fault lies with me. I didn't know what was good for me and became addicted to frying fish.

My head was bubbly, and I happened to wake up late; the water was rushing to my head, and it was too late.

What should have been a repair was instead met with a sudden surge of energy, crushing the camel and trampling the ant.

I was sobbing uncontrollably, I felt so ashamed of my shortcomings, and in short, I apologize.

I'm just a noob, utterly powerless. With Kaven out there, even gods kneel in despair.

Diligence is gone, reputation has collapsed, eyes closed, head slammed to the ground.

Dear reader, I am truly sorry. I am such a worthless person, I have betrayed your kindness.

I rolled around on the floor, took a day off, and tonight I'll recharge and study.

Consulting experts, privately messaging editors, sharing reading notes, and seeking common ground while respecting differences.

I sleep later than dogs and wake up earlier than chickens. I will definitely update as promised tomorrow.

Chapter 833 I went bald, but I also became stronger.

As the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn, Glory awoke from his sleep.

Glory got up, dressed, tidied himself up, then quickly swept the floor with a broom. After carefully hiding the comic book back under the bed and making sure everything was safe, he slowly pushed open the door.

With a creak, the cool air from outside, carrying the sea breeze, rushed in.

In the courtyard, Admiral Luo Yin sat on the steps not far away, hugging his knees. He stared at the sun in the sky with his mouth open, looking utterly hopeless, like a salted fish lost in thought.

Admiral Luo Yin has been in this state for a long time. Ever since York's ship equipment started rejecting Luo Yin's admiral network yesterday, he has been like this. At first, Koei was worried that Admiral Luo Yin might have suffered a blow and turned to the dark side or something. However, Koei later found that although Luo Yin was a bit lazy in this state, he was quite reliable when it came to doing serious business, so he didn't care too much.

You'll get used to it over time.

It's quite refreshing to see a normally calm and indifferent admiral occasionally taking a break for a few days.

"Good morning, Admiral." Glorious greeted Admiral Luo Yin.

Admiral Luo Yin turned his head toward Glory: "Oh... it's Glory, good morning."

"The admiral is up very early today."

"……hold head high."

"...Aren't you asleep?"

"Okay." Luo Yin nodded.

Glorious lowered her head, pondering for a moment with some hesitation: "Is the Admiral worried about York?"

“That’s what I mean…” Luo Yin murmured absentmindedly.

He nodded with a knowing smile.

Indeed, too many things have happened to York these past two days, whether it's physical health, ship equipment, or even his experiences; it's all very complicated.

First, she was swept into a mysterious sea area and unlucky enough to be chosen by the boss to play the Monkey King game. Later, she formed a friendship with Miss Patina, but they were separated almost forever due to their unequal status. Later, it was discovered that her ship equipment could not accommodate Luo Yin's admiral network, so she became a ship girl who was inexplicably linked by others. Finally, she encountered a high-level abyssal ship on the sea and transformed into a berserker. Incredibly, she went up alone and fought a team of abyssal ships without any weapons.

For York, the past two days have been a series of extraordinary adventures, or more accurately, a series of bizarre events. To this day, no one can explain the changes in York. Even after his unleashing of his full power yesterday, no one knows whether there were any noticeable side effects.

—Indeed, we should be worried. Or rather, if we weren't worried, Luo Yin, as the admiral… uh, the former admiral? Or the nominal admiral, is far too ambitious.

Glory looked into Luo Yin's eyes and thought for a while.

"Admiral."

"……what?"

"Do you know something...?"

"I don't know, I'm not sure." Before Guangrong could finish asking, Luo Yin shook his head rapidly, his whole face shaking like a rattle drum.

Glorious felt that his admiral must know something.

Even if he didn't know the whole story, he still understood some important clues.

Admiral Luo Yin was not a fool; he knew how to make a choice. If he truly did not want to tell me, he would not have used such an obvious method to pretend not to know.

He did this to tell his ship girls.

—I do know, but don't ask. I can't tell you, Admiral, so please don't ask either. Let's just pretend nobody knows.

This is indeed another form of honesty, so Glorious and the other ship girls did not feel resentful at being deceived.

Glory sighed, "I see. I'm sorry to have bothered you."

"……kindness."

"Admiral, what are you going to do about York?" Glorious asked in a low voice.

"Whether the admiral can connect to the network or not is not important to the naval base where a ship girl is located." Luo Yin glanced at Glorious. "As long as she is willing to stay here and consider this place her home, she is our comrade."

“I wish York thought that way too…” Glory sighed, looking down. “If only she were a little sillier.”

Luo Yin didn't reply for a long time.

Glory looked up and realized that Luo Yin had secretly slipped away at some point.

Glory was both angry and amused.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, a knock came at the door a while later. Several chefs wearing tall hats entered the yard carrying ingredients. Glory greeted them, led the way, and brought the chefs into the kitchen. The chefs worked swiftly, the stoves roaring, and as flames flickered, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, sandwiches, grilled fish, rice, and steaks were quickly prepared.

After settling the bills for the punctual chefs, Glorious took the bells and went to each house in the courtyard, ringing them to wake up the ship girls.

"Time for breakfast, ladies, get up!"

The ringing sound came in waves, and the ship girls inside the room received the command. One by one, they rubbed their sleepy eyes, pushed open the door and came out.

"Good morning, Sister Rong..."

Good morning, Glorious Sister.

Good morning, sister.

The ship girls greeted Glorious as they lined up to wash up in the sink. Stimulated by the cold water, they gradually perked up.

The aroma of breakfast filled the air, and the soft, sticky taste made the ship girls obediently walk to the table and sit in their respective seats.

"Glorious Sister, where's our admiral?" Some ship girls couldn't find Admiral Luo Yin's whereabouts.

"Never mind him, let's eat first."

"Did the Admiral go out on business?"

"He's hiding inside now. We'll just leave two steamed buns for him and send them over later."

"Oh...but the admiral likes sandwiches."

The ship girls looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Those who are detached from the masses, even if they are admirals, can only enjoy scraps." Glorious put down the bell, walked to his seat, and was about to sit down when he suddenly paused. "Um, where's York?"