Elder brother's garrison

Is this the Dean of the Deep Sea Institute?

Deep Sea Yamato? ? ?

Oh my god! ! !

Wisconsin stared wide-eyed at the distant deep-sea Yamato.

Wisconsin's gaze swept over the purple ship rigging behind Abyssal Yamato several times, before she stiffly looked at the ship girls waving flags and cheering on the shore of the training ground.

"Go, Yamato-neechan!"

"Yamato-neechan, I bought you a hundred tickets! This is my secret stash of money for this month!"

"Yamato! Yamato!"

"Don't lose, Yamato-neechan!"

"Wow, Yamato-neechan is so cool!"

"Yamato-neechan, please have mercy!"

"Yamato-neechan..."

The ship girls on the shore were all cheering and shouting at Yamato with all their might. Whether they were destroyers, light cruisers or battleships, they all seemed to be getting along very well with this maid named Yamato.

"???" Wisconsin.

Wisconsin glanced at the ship girls on the shore, then at the purple whale behind Abyssal Yamato that looked like a living creature, and then back at the ship girls on the shore, her gaze constantly shifting between the two.

Ok? ? ?

Wait a minute, don't you ship girls see that this is an Abyssal Dean?

Dean of the Deep Sea Institute.

Don't you know that in textbooks, Dean Shen and the others are portrayed as brutal, ruthless, and bloodthirsty humanoid demons, completely devoid of human emotions, and terrifying beings who would only crush and destroy any life they encounter that is human?

"Thank you! Thank you everyone, mua-mua- I'll do my best! Yay!"

Before Wisconsin, Deep Sea Yamato, inside a purple mechanical whale, kept blowing kisses to the shore. While throwing the kisses, Deep Sea Yamato also made a peace sign, waved to the crowd, and laughed happily. Beneath the majestic and imposing purple armor, two eye-catching mounds of snow-white flesh bounced around in Wisconsin's eyes.

Cruel...cold-blooded...demon?

Uh... um... that...

So this is what demons are like?

Wisconsin remained silent for a moment.

Even if we take a step back and assume that the textbook's description of the Deep Sea Dean is somewhat biased and debatable, there is absolutely no doubt that the Deep Sea Dean is an enemy of humanity.

and so!

Wisconsin says it has absolutely no idea what it's going to do.

Why are you ship girls only cheering for her?!

I'm the ship girl, okay?!

I just joined the naval base today!

Is it really okay for you to neglect the newcomers like this?

The newcomer is slowly dying!

Wisconsin gritted her teeth, watching Deep Sea Yamato respond to the expectations of the training ground and blow kisses at it, and suddenly felt so lonely and desolate.

"Oh, Wisconsin, aren't you going to continue the attack?"

Just then, Abyssal Yamato, who had been waving to the ship girls in the training field, stopped waving at the shore after not receiving Wisconsin's second attack and asked Wisconsin with some curiosity.

"...Are you a ship girl or an abyssal?"

"Hmph, I am the head of the Abyssal Fleet, the strongest being who once dominated the entire ocean. I have experienced more wars than you have seen sunsets, so how could I possibly be such a weak being as a ship girl?" Abyssal Yamato said, clutching her chest and staring at Wisconsin.

"The deep sea...?"

"Newbie, my time is running out! If you don't attack soon, you won't have a chance once I start attacking—"

"Whoosh!!!"

"boom!!!"

Before Yamato Shinkai could finish speaking, a fiery shell suddenly shot out from the Wisconsin turret and blasted straight at him.

As Abyssus Yamato watched the trajectory of Wisconsin's shells, a slight smile played on her lips. She bent down, and her massive rigging, like a jet engine, kicked up high sprays of water behind her. Propelled by her immense power, Abyssus Yamato easily dodged Wisconsin's shelling.

There was a "boom".

The water behind the deep-sea creature exploded instantly.

Taking advantage of the water curtain, several gleaming golden gun turrets also emerged from the hull of the Deep Sea Yamato.

Like Abyssal Musashi, Abyssal Yamato, as a Yamato-class ship girl, both have 460mm caliber super main guns, which can be described as super weapons that can kill anyone in their way. However, the 460mm guns of Abyssal Yamato and Abyssal Musashi are currently being leased to newbie naval bases.

A while ago, Abyssal Yamato was attacked, and Shiro and Lexington thought they should give her something to defend herself. They suggested returning Abyssal Yamato's 460 and only renting it out when needed. However, Abyssal Yamato said that this would seriously affect her rental income, so she firmly rejected Shiro's suggestion to return the 460. So now Abyssal Yamato can only make do with the MK6 left over by the ship girls in the newbie naval base.

Deep Sea Yamato did not attack immediately; she simply continued to move through the water curtain, while behind her, a series of cannon fire boomed continuously along her path.

Outside the water curtain, Wisconsin, having activated its skill aura, launched a series of continuous bombardments at the passive Deep Sea Yamato, in a very regular manner.

One shell after another formed a very oppressive formation, constantly pressuring Abyssal Yamato's movements and forcing it to dodge in one direction.

Wisconsin awaits the opening of the Deep Sea Yamato.

Within the curtain of water, Yamato Abyss, who was dodging the artillery fire, suddenly paused slightly. She stopped and glanced at the water in front of her.

The bombardment from Wisconsin has somehow blocked the retreat route of the Deep Sea Yamato.

Seeing this, Wisconsin's eyes shone brightly. She immediately increased the intensity of her skill aura, raised the turret, and frantically chased after Deep Sea Yamato.

In an instant, the bombardment, with both precision and frequency reaching their peak, completely surrounded the Deep Sea Yamato, which had adapted to the slower bombardment frequency before Wisconsin.

A rumbling sound echoed across the sea.

The raw, visceral sensation of each shot hitting flesh traveled through Wisconsin's body.

"Hit!" Wisconsin clenched his fist tightly and shouted in his heart.

However, the next second.

Amidst the towering waters created by the intense bombardment, a familiar purple light flashed once more. The next second, a massive purple whale burst forth from the water, its enormous tail whipping up huge waves. Yamato's unharmed figure once again came into Wisconsin's view.

"What?!" Wisconsin's eyes widened.

She clearly hit it!

Why is there no damage to the ship's equipment of this Deep Sea Academy?

"Hehehehehehe————"

"This weak bombardment is like a tickle! If you want to break through my defenses in broad daylight, bring Lexington and Saratoga over here!"

The enormous mechanical whale thrashed about on the surface of the sea, its mouth wide open, creating massive waves that swept towards Wisconsin.

Rumble rumble rumble

The sea rises and falls.

The waves surged.

A giant purple whale, amidst the deep sea and melodious laughter.

in a blink.

So close.

The enormous whale leaped into the sky and crashed heavily into the sea outside the training ground.

Boom! ! !

On the shore of the training ground at the newbie naval base, the ship girls were shaking off the water while chatting and laughing happily.

Having reverted to her ship equipment and reverted to her unassuming maid persona, Abyssal Yamato, surrounded by the ship girls, headed towards the shore, which was a mess from being washed by the sea. Amidst the ship girls' exclamations of praise, Abyssal Yamato proudly put her hands on her hips, with an expression that said, "Look how amazing I am."

The deep-sea Yamato and the ship girls gradually drifted away.

The shore of the training ground.

Soaked to the bone, Missouri sat on the shore, holding a folding fan, gently fanning Wisconsin, who was resting her head on her lap.

"—That woman—is she a monster—she's unreasonable—I clearly hit her—" Wisconsin, soaking wet, rested her head on Missouri's lap, kicking her legs from time to time, her voice full of grievance and dissatisfaction.

“Yamato-senpai is the best battleship; she is the strongest in embodying the concept of a battleship,” Missouri said to Wisconsin with a smile.

"Damn it, give me four 460mm guns, and I'll blast that turtle-shell-like armor to smithereens!"

"Alright, alright, lie down quietly for a while. Senior Yamato has already been very lenient with you, at least letting you have the first move." Missouri reached out and pressed Wisconsin back onto her lap, smiling as she spoke.

Wisconsin, who had been pushed back onto Missouri's lap, pouted and silently swayed back and forth on Missouri's lap, her face full of grievance.

Wisconsin rolled into Missouri's arms, reached out and hugged Missouri's waist, letting out a series of inexplicably defiant whimpers.

Finally, Wisconsin vented her negative emotions and gradually quieted down.

Wisconsin remained quiet in Missouri's arms for a long time.

"...Missouri."

"Ok?"

"...Am I... actually very weak...?"

"...No, Wisconsin is very powerful."

"But I... have lost the exercise twice already."

“How can you get stronger without failing twice?” Missouri said, reaching out to pat Wisconsin on the head. “Missouri has fought with you, Wisconsin, and knows your strength well. You are one of the strongest ship girls Missouri has ever seen.”

"……real?"

"Ah."

"...Hmph...Liar."

"..."

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.

"Leipzig, please settle the bill for the ten bets I placed on Yamato-neechan."

"Okay. Here, your share."

"Hehehe~ I got my allowance... Wait, why so much!"

"Ah—this is because my odds are dynamic. Someone bought 10,000 bets on Wisconsin to win after the battle started, and then the odds on Yamato, which were originally very low, were raised."

"Ten thousand!!?"

Chapter 988 Little White Frowns

The deafening roar of cannons echoed across the horizon like thunder.

The booming sound crossed the water and reached the office of the rookie naval commander in the distance.

In the office, Shiro, who was sitting at her desk processing the onboarding procedures for the ship girls, put down the half-filled Odin information form in her hand and curiously glanced at the sky outside the window.

The sky remained clear, with no sign of rain.

"Lexington, what was that sound just now?"

"Hmm... that's the sound of artillery fire."

Lexington, sitting upright on the sofa with her eyes closed, answered Odin's tea ceremony, her hands moving without pausing. She skillfully handled the tea set, pouring out two cups of greenish-blue tea amidst the aroma.

After handing one of the cups to Odin, Lexington opened her eyes and smiled at Little White, replying, "It's coming from the training grounds. Some of the sisters in our naval base who have strong artillery firepower sometimes want to warm up when they're in a good mood, and we can hear this sound from here."

"Oh...so that's it."

Xiao Bai nodded in agreement, but still glanced through the window towards the training ground.

After acquiring the ship equipment, Xiaobai's eyesight became much better than that of an average human, but it did not reach the level of having eyes that could see a thousand miles. Xiaobai's gaze could not penetrate through layers of buildings to see the exercise situation on the other side of the training ground.

Xiao Bai recalled Missouri and Wisconsin, and had a subtle feeling that this matter was probably related to the two of them.

Is Wisconsin having some kind of training exercise with a ship girl...?

"Xiaobai, the tea is ready."