Elder brother's garrison

Saratoga reached up and pulled the towel off her head, took a deep breath, and her violently heaving chest gradually returned to normal. She looked at Little White: "Little White, do you run too?"

"I ran for a while when I was in school, but I stopped after I became an admiral."

"How far is that?"

"Running and stopping, a round trip is only one or two kilometers."

Saratoga thought for a moment, her expression subtle, as if she had some difficulty judging the speed of the little white dog.

Don't be fooled by Saratoga's arrogant expression, looking down on someone from the bottom tier. In reality, for someone of Xiaobai's age, being able to run 1,000 meters every day is already quite remarkable; one in a hundred would be considered good.

"I'm not very good at running." Xiaobai waved his hand shyly at Saratoga. "Lianlian is much better than me. I've never even seen her sweat."

"so smart."

"She won the city's marathon championship, and I even went to cheer her on during the race."

"The junior group?"

"National selection competition. However, Lianlian didn't want to go to another city to compete, so she gave her chance to advance to someone else."

"Wow!" Saratoga exclaimed, sounding incredibly awesome.

As the power of the aircraft carrier slowly returned to Saratoga's body, her physical strength returned to normal. However, her thick blond hair was hot and stuffy because it was covered in steaming sweat, making Saratoga uncomfortable. So she took a moment to wash her hair by the sink.

At this time, the ship girls took their seats at the dining table one after another. Ship girls don't need to worry about things like maintaining their hair quality, so Saratoga casually twisted her hair and used the towel that Xiaobai handed her to wrap her golden hair around her head. Then, Saratoga and Xiaobai, with their golden yurt-like hair, took their seats, and the ship girls picked up their chopsticks. After a series of "one, two, three, let's eat!" sounds came from the courtyard, the clinking of chopsticks and spoons began to ring out crisply.

Meanwhile, on the path outside the yard, York was cautiously moving forward while observing the surroundings.

York's expression was complicated.

Three parts doubt, three parts surprise, two parts confusion, and two parts dreaming.

A lot has happened to York lately, both good and bad, causing him a lot of emotional ups and downs. A while ago, he was able to play games, so he seemed relatively normal during the day. However, with the internet connection interrupted these past few days, York has been very worried and his mental state has been quite volatile; he's often distracted during the day.

Glory and the others also visited York directly or indirectly many times, which made York quite embarrassed.

She knew that her poor condition would worry her teammates, but no matter what she tried to hide it, York would always find herself spacing out several times a day.

This time, Admiral Luo Yin gave the ship girls a break, and York went out alone to the street to relax so that Glorious and the others could have some fun without any burdens.

Then, I met my teammates from my dreams.

After all, York, with its flowing golden fur, would never forget it.

But... was that a dream?

How could he possibly have teammates in real life? York wondered if he was really addicted to the internet and was hallucinating, mistaking people for others.

But as the head of dog hair got further and further away from him, York didn't know why, but he couldn't help but lift his foot and chase after it.

York didn't chase after her to talk to her. Instead, he followed Saratoga from a distance like a stalker, watching her arrive at the Admiral's Guild, run to the entrance of the first node, and then return to the same place.

York nervously watched the gate to Nia's courtyard, carefully walked along the wall to the gate, and peered into the courtyard with his two sneaky eyes.

The courtyard was huge, several times larger than the courtyard rented by his younger brother, the admiral. In the middle were rows of tables with hot breakfasts on them. Countless ship girls were gathered around, chatting and eating noisily, a lively scene of beautiful women.

Wow, so many ship girls!

It’s the boss!

York was a little overwhelmed by the sheer number of ship girls. She calmed herself down and then carefully searched for her teammate in the yard.

Saratoga, sporting a golden yurt-like hairstyle, sat opposite the white-haired admiral, holding two slices of toast smeared with jam, and gulping down milk.

Yorke's somewhat rough movements made it difficult to see Saratoga's face clearly for a moment.

By the way... where's your hair? Why is it up in a bun?

York frowned and thought for a long time, his expression darkening, and he finally sighed.

—Why do I feel like an idiot when I suddenly get serious? How can things from dreams possibly come into reality?

Forget it.

This is the home of a high-ranking admiral. It's not a good habit for you to come here and spy on someone eating. If you get caught, you'll probably get a good scolding.

York shook his head, just about to leave silently, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Missouri sitting not far away.

Missouri sat quietly in the corner, sipping a glass of water.

Sunlight fell on Missouri's face, illuminating her plump, water-soaked lips, which instantly resembled flesh-colored crystals, glowing with a vibrant pink light.

York opened his mouth and gasped.

What the hell!

Isn't this Miss Pachina's lover?

York was utterly shocked, never expecting to see Missouri here.

After separating from Xiaobai, York, who deeply understood the gap between them, did not waste time and energy searching for Xiaobai's whereabouts.

As Koei Tecmo said, they couldn't possibly be on the same level as ship girls like Miss Patina. She might have helped them just because she was bored, found them agreeable, and happened to be in a good mood, so she casually lent a hand.

She helped him, and he thanked her; they were even, and went their separate ways. However, if a newbie, oblivious to the situation, keeps clinging to her, it might just annoy her.

So after that, York never looked for him again, nor did he ever inquire about Little White.

Some people, once you meet them, your fate is naturally over. If you keep clinging to them, it's like holding a scalding hot teacup and waiting until you burn your skin before letting go. When the teacup falls to the ground and shatters, the only beautiful memory is also shattered.

York looked at Missouri in the yard with a subtle expression.

Missouri and Ms. Pachina are ship girls from the same naval base.

Does that mean Miss Patina is here too?

As York thought this, his hands began to tremble. A burning, eager feeling instantly ignited in his chest.

Miss Pachina is here? Is it possible I'll ever see her again?

She was such a powerful ship girl, but I've become powerful too. I can tear apart so many Abyssal Fleet ships with my bare hands. Glorious Sister said that once I enter that state, I seem to be no weaker than the ship girls from Chapter 7...

York didn't crave much. In her heart, even if she became stronger, Miss Patina was still a hero far beyond the limits of the concept of a ship girl. She had never dared to hope for equal treatment. But... no matter what, she should have the right to look at her now, right? They could talk to each other, chat, and she wanted to thank her again, and then exchange QQ numbers or game IDs so they could become online friends and play games together sometime.

York quickly perked up and searched the yard for the ship girls, but couldn't find the black-haired ship girl from his memory. As York searched, his interest gradually waned.

Miss Pachina isn't here.

York lowered his head in distress and sighed.

—That's right. Miss Pachina doesn't seem to need to tell me the truth; perhaps she's a ship girl from a more powerful naval base.

The kind that's far stronger than the one in front of us.

A sense of emptiness and powerlessness surged into York's heart again like a rising tide, making him not care about his golden-haired teammates or beautiful women in disguise for a moment.

so tired.

...Never mind, let's go home.

York released his grip on the wall.

Then, a small blue head suddenly flipped down from the top of the door, its two big eyes staring at York and meeting her gaze.

The sudden appearance of those eyes caught York off guard, leaving him breathless. He stumbled back several steps, then leaned against a distant wall in fright.

A little blue-haired girl dressed in a snow-white housekeeper's outfit was hanging upside down on the door. She was holding a small shovel in one hand and a few weeds in the other, pointing angrily at York.

"Hey!!!"

"What are you looking at?!"

Chapter 841 Boss, You've Been Cuckolded

The sound of the deep-sea supply ship at the entrance caught the attention of the ship girl who was having breakfast.

The ship girls all looked towards the entrance, where the deep-sea supply ship, which had been squatting on the wall clearing weeds, was now hanging upside down and pounding on the door, pointing angrily at a strange ship girl.

"Supply Girl, what happened?" Several nosy ship girls put down their chopsticks and rushed towards the door.

"This ship girl has been lurking around the gate, staring into the courtyard for ages! Her expression is so unpredictable, I suspect she's either a spy or here for an affair!" The deep-sea supply ship turned to the approaching ship girl and said.

Deep-sea supply ships hate the existence of deep-sea ships and ship girls the most. It's okay for Shiro's ship girls, since they're all family, so you can just put up with it. But when it comes to other people's ship girls, deep-sea supply ships will never give them a good look.

After all, the way York stared at Missouri at that moment really made him look like a villain with ulterior motives.

Xiaobai put down her chopsticks and rushed towards the door. Amidst the crowd of ship girls, Xiaobai spotted York in the distance at a glance. Instantly, Xiaobai's heart skipped a beat, and she almost jumped out of her mouth.

York?!

Before he knew it, Xiaobai almost shouted those words out loud.

How did York find her way to her own front door? Is she looking for her?

Had my perfect disguise been exposed?

As Xiaobai was thinking, York's gaze happened to sweep across Xiaobai's face and then looked at the ship girls who were arriving from other directions. He did not react much.

York didn't seem to recognize himself.

Xiao Bai reached out and smoothed the hair behind her ear to calm herself down before walking towards the door.

The ship girls, who were watching the commotion while munching on steamed buns and fried dough sticks, made way for Xiaobai.

"Supply-chan, what's up?"

"Ah, boss." The furious deep-sea supply ship fell silent the moment it saw Xiaobai. She quickly calmed down and then pointed at York, "Hey, spy."

"Huh? A spy?"

"She was standing in front of the door, secretly watching you eat. Her expression was really strange."

"Ah... let's get down first." Xiaobai looked at the Deep Sea Supply Ship awkwardly, then reached out and supported her waist. The Deep Sea Supply Ship understood and pulled her feet back from the door frame, then nimbly flipped onto the ground.

After the deep-sea supply ship landed, Xiaobai patted her head and then looked at York by the wall.

To be honest, the current situation is not good for York, but York did not run away. He just stood there, head down, without saying a word.

"Boss, look! What kind of ship girl would squat by the door and secretly stare at the people inside without saying a word!"

"Hahaha...that's true." Xiaobai chuckled, but only rubbed the bow of the supply ship again. "But I recognize this ship girl."

"what?"

"what?"

Two loud shouts came from the mouths of the York and the supply ship, and the two men looked at Little White with expressions of disbelief.

"Admiral, do you know her?" the ship girl asked.

"Hmm." Xiaobai tugged at her hair and waved at York. "You're Admiral Luo Yin's ship girl, right?"

York stared at Little White's hair, momentarily stunned.

Her eyes lingered on Xiaobai's hair for a moment.

The white-haired admiral.

This is a very distinctive feature on young women, since very few people are born with white hair. York recalled for a moment that there seemed to be a white-haired admiral working at the registration office of the first node.

It's said that the admiral is very powerful, and her own admiral treats her with utmost respect. York is quite interested in this admiral, but usually only admirals go there to register. As a ship girl, she has only seen Shiro a few times from afar and doesn't have a deep impression of her.

She knows herself.

Wow, that makes things easier.

York breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed to Little White: "I'm sorry! I was wrong! I shouldn't have peeked at you!"

"It's okay, the gate is open, anyone who wants to look can look," Xiaobai said with a smile. "You don't mean any harm, right?"

"...I won't spy anymore, yes, I'm sorry...I'll say goodbye now..."

"Had breakfast?"

"Huh?" York was taken aback, looking at the white-haired female admiral in front of him with a bit of confusion.

Little White looked at York with a gentle smile.

York felt that Xiaobai looked vaguely familiar.

"Our boss is asking if you've eaten yet," the deep-sea supply ship whispered a reminder.

"Oh, I haven't eaten yet."

"Then come in and have something to eat."

"I...I ate it..."