Elder brother's garrison

Bai Ying sat in her original seat, her gaze somewhat unfocused. Her face was flushed as she stared at the table full of ship girls. She shook her head back and forth for a while, and finally collapsed onto the table with a thud.

"Ah, Bai Ying is drunk."

"Miss Bai is drunk..."

Several ship girls with slightly flushed faces turned their heads to look at Bai Ying, who was lying unconscious on the table with a face flushed red.

"Bai Ying is still a child. Which sister was so rude as to force her to drink?" Several ship girls frowned and asked the ship girls around them.

The ship girls on the table looked at each other, but none of them admitted to anything.

"Huh? Isn't anyone trying to get Miss Bai to drink?"

"So how did she get drunk?" a ship girl muttered, leaning closer to Bai Ying's bowl to sniff it, raising an eyebrow, "Huh? It smells like alcohol."

The slightly tipsy ship girl reached out, dipped her hand into the orange-yellow sauce in Bai Ying's bowl, put it in her mouth, and licked it with her tongue.

"Hmm... Hahaha, the sauce for these meatballs has a bit of alcohol in it, maybe they added some wine, hahaha. Logically speaking, this level of alcohol should be fine even for elementary school kids, but I didn't expect it to make Bai Ying drunk, hahaha..."

"Bai Ying is still just a child, just like the Admiral, she can't even touch a drop of alcohol, haha..."

"Which sister knows which room Miss Bai is staying in? Please take her there first."

"Who was sitting next to Miss Bai Ying earlier?"

"It seems to be Missouri."

Missouri—are you there?

The lively dinner table fell silent for a short while.

"Yes, Missouri is there."

"Could you help me get Bai Ying to her bedroom?"

With a crisp, melodious sound, Missouri, who was gently fanning Saratoga's forehead—who was already unconscious from drunkenness—raised her head and put down her fan.

She stood up with a smile.

"Well, here we come."

Chapter 1069 You're in trouble? I'll help. I'm Secretary Wang from next door.

Missouri walked over to Bai Ying, who was drunk and unconscious, and reached out to touch her flushed forehead.

Under the influence of alcohol, Bai Ying's forehead felt slightly warm to the touch, but fortunately it was still within a relatively normal body temperature range.

"Thank you for all this trouble. I feel so at ease with Missouri around." The ship girls smiled brightly, raising their glasses to Missouri one by one.

"It was nothing, seniors, you're too kind." Missouri bent down, reached out and picked up Bai Ying, who was lying on the table. Turning her head, she smiled at the ship girls beside her and said, "However, Missouri doesn't know where Senior Bai Ying's room is. Could you seniors point it out to me?"

“Let me do it.” Akagi, who was surrounded by the destroyers at the children’s table in the distance and kept pestering her to hear a story, saw the commotion and quickly stood up. “I know where she lives, let me do it.”

“It’s alright, Akagi-senpai, just leave it to Missouri.” Missouri, who was holding Bai Ying, smiled at Akagi. “Isn’t Akagi-senpai still in abstinence period? The other seniors around Bai Ying are all drinking, so she has a bit of the smell of alcohol on her. If she accidentally arouses Akagi-senpai’s thoughts, even if you don’t blame Missouri, Missouri will feel really guilty.”

"Ah... I see..." Akagi hesitated for a moment, then timidly withdrew her hand, gave Missouri an apologetic smile, and pointed to a room in the distance, "Then... I'll have to trouble you, Missouri. Bai Ying's room is over there... I'm sorry, I should be the one doing this..."

"The dishes prepared by Senior Akagi are filled with her gentle heart. Missouri is very satisfied today after experiencing this sincere and delicious food."

"Oh my...is that so?" Akagi couldn't help but smile happily after hearing Missouri's words. She cupped her face and smiled at Missouri again and again. "Really, don't think I don't know. I heard Fubuki Nagaharu and Kaga say that your cooking is just as good as mine."

"Missouri just happens to know one or two home-style dishes that she's good at."

“Missouri is being modest again… cough cough. Well, as an apology for this, how about I teach you how to cook a few dishes when we get back to the naval base? I’ll test you then, girl, to see if you really only know one or two dishes, or if you’re just pretending to be a fool.” Akagi said to Missouri with a smile.

Missouri is honored.

Missouri smiled and bowed to Akagi.

After leaving the table, Missouri carried the unconscious Bai Ying into the room that Akagi had shown her.

Missouri carried Bai Ying, who reeked of alcohol, to the bed. She gently helped Bai Ying take off her coat and shoes, folded her clothes neatly, placed them on the bedside table, and then unfolded the quilt and slowly covered the sleeping Bai Ying with it.

Only after finishing all this did Missouri have some time to walk around the surrounding rooms.

Bai Ying's room had no personalized decorations, and even the furniture was the most ordinary and simple kind. On the table in the middle of the room, even the teacup for water was empty.

After walking around, I didn't feel anything else in Missouri except a strange emptiness and loneliness.

"Seriously... such a clean and uncluttered decor that completely suppresses desire." Missouri stood with her hands behind her back at Bai Ying's bedside, murmuring softly as her eyes slowly drifted toward Bai Ying, who was still lying on the bed. "...Just as always."

Missouri looked at the sleeping Bai Ying, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.

“More than ten years ago, when Missouri first met you, Senior Bai Ying, in that city, you liked this.” Missouri murmured as he slowly squatted down in front of the bed and gently stroked Bai Ying’s forehead. “...Thinking about it now, Missouri was really in a sorry state back then.”

"They're so different... how could anyone mistake Senior Bai Ying for an admiral or something?"

As Missouri stroked her hand, Bai Ying continued to sleep, her rosy lips moving slightly, as if she were still at the dinner table, chewing on delicious food.

Missouri couldn't help but laugh when she saw Bai Ying's childish expression, but her smile quickly faded as soon as she did.

Missouri silently watched Bai Ying for a while.

"Even now... is Senior Bai Ying still troubled by that kind of pressure...? Given Senior Bai Ying's mental state, even just being by the Admiral's side and seeing his appearance must cause the pressure in her heart to accumulate rapidly..."

"it does not matter."

"It's okay to have pressure and pain."

"Because the admiral is the kind of person who can easily bring happiness to those around her, even unintentionally."

"Missouri is very happy now, incomparably happy, the happiest she has ever been since birth. Even though she has been alone for so long, she feels that all of this happiness can be made up for."

"it does not matter……"

"Next... is Senior Bai Ying's turn."

Missouri whispered "Qi Ersanlin Jiuqishan Shi" in Bai Ying's ear.

Bai Ying's breathing gradually calmed down, and her brows gradually relaxed.

Missouri withdrew her hand and stood up again from beside Bai Ying's bed.

Missouri raised her hand as if sensing something and looked at her fingers.

Missouri's snow-white fingers were stained with a little orange-yellow sauce, sometime during the process.

“But speaking of which, Senior Bai Ying really needs to be careful. She’s over 500 years old, but her tastes are still like a child’s. I bet most of that plate of sweet and sour meatballs ended up in her stomach… That’s a feat that even the Admiral couldn’t accomplish.” Missouri laughed, then put her sauce-covered finger in her mouth. “…Hmm.”

That plate of meatballs is naturally a flavor that only children would like.

The table originally held mostly newbie ship girls who were more experienced in the naval base.

Although the sweet and sour dishes tasted pretty good, the ship girls were long past the age of focusing on one dish. So, even now, most of the ship girls on the table had only taken a bite or two of the empty meatballs, or even left them untouched.

—Hmm…so, the other half of the plate ended up in the Admiral’s stomach?

Missouri looked down at Bai Ying, who was lying unconscious on the bed.

—When the admiral gets drunk, she's nowhere near as well-behaved and obedient as Bai Ying…

The admiral should be sleeping soundly right now, right?

Missouri felt a growing concern as she thought about this. She left Bai Ying's room, closed the doors and windows behind her, and then quickened her pace towards Xiao Bai's room.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no, help me, Missouri sister!!"

Just as Missouri was about to reach Xiaobai's room door, suddenly, with a series of pleading screams, Changchun, holding a small wine glass and with a slightly flushed face, ran from the side to Missouri and quickly darted behind him.

"Sister Missouri! Help, help me... Changchun really can't drink anymore... If she drinks any more, she'll turn into a drunken girl that the Admiral doesn't like!" Changchun pounced on Missouri's back, grabbing her clothes as she spoke.

Before Missouri could speak, on the other side, a disheveled Soviet man with a flushed face ran towards them, carrying two bottles of Boss Gan (a type of Chinese liquor) high in the air and laughing.

"Changchun, come play!" The Soviet man ran along, hiccuping and laughing. "Have a couple more drinks with me, hahaha—ah, it's so hot..."

Soviet Union, breathing heavily, loosened his tie in front of Changchun and Missouri, forcefully tugged at his tightly buttoned shirt, and with a hint of disgust, tore open the tight shirt, revealing a section of snow-white shoulder with a blush.

"Ah, Su Fuduo... Little Changchun... Where are you?" Soviet Union's hazy eyes were filled with watery mist.

"Eek eek ————" Hiding behind Missouri, Changchun looked at the Soviet Union in this state as if she were seeing herself several hours later. Her little face turned pale with fright. Changchun stood on tiptoe and looked at Missouri with an extremely anxious expression, pleading for help. Anything was fine, as long as she didn't look like that.

"Oh dear..." Missouri looked at Changchun's expression, then glanced at Xiaobai's room door. She thought carefully for a while, listening to the Soviet voice calling out to Changchun incessantly, and sighed helplessly, "...It's probably best to go check on him later..."

"Soviet predecessors."

"Eh...that voice...oh...hiccup, is it Missouri?"

"It's Missouri. Senior Changchun has some oil on her hands and wants to wash them. If Senior Soviet doesn't mind, how about Missouri has a couple of drinks with Senior Soviet?"

"Ah...but...Missouri, didn't you say you weren't good at drinking? Just now...weren't you making excuses the whole time?"

"Seeing how heartily our Soviet predecessors drank, even Missouri is getting a little curious about alcohol, isn't he?" Missouri said to the Soviet Union, stepping forward. "Soviet predecessors, how about a couple of drinks with Missouri?"

"Yeah! Hahaha, this is great, we have another partner!" Soviet Union jumped up and down excitedly with his hands raised above his head, and handed a bottle of liquor to Missouri. "Here you go."

"Then Missouri will drink first as a sign of respect." Without saying a word, Missouri picked up the bottle of liquor and gulped it down in front of the Soviet Union.

Under the Soviet Union's stunned gaze, the Missuri calmly put down the empty bottle, chuckled at the Soviet Union, and said, "Drinking is truly a refreshing experience, senior. It's your turn."

"Oh ho ho... Missouri, you're really something! Let me try!" Soviet laughed twice, raised the bottle, and gulped down the liquor.

The Soviet Union's liquor was meant to be sipped slowly. Drinking it straight from the bottle was far more potent than a few bottles of beer. Moreover, this was a local specialty with an extremely high alcohol content; a single sip would likely knock out an average drinker.

After downing the bottle, Soviet Union's face turned completely red. She swayed on the spot several times, looked at Missouri who was still staring at her without changing expression, stammered for a long time, and finally squeezed out a "yes," grunted, and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Chapter 1070 Fate

Before the Soviet Union collapsed to the ground, and before Changchun could run forward, Missouri took a step forward and caught the Soviet Union's alcohol-smelling body.

"Ah...ah...thank you, Missouri sister..."

Changchun breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the Soviet Union being safely taken over by Missouri.

After catching his breath, Changchun looked at Missouri with some surprise. He observed Missouri's still fair and clean face without any blush for a while before murmuring in shock.

"Missouri sister...you drank that bottle...and you're perfectly fine?"

"Hmm? Is that bottle of wine something special?"

Missouri asked Changchun.

"Ah... that alcohol content is extremely high, most people can't handle it, even the Soviet sister drank it by the glass... chugging a whole bottle down... if it weren't for the ship girl, she probably would have had to be rushed to the hospital..."

"Oh...I see." Missouri smiled at Changchun, a hint of apology in her expression. "Missouri's alcohol tolerance is actually quite average."

"But Missouri, you finished the whole bottle!"

"Because Missouri just used the power of her ship's equipment to protect herself and get rid of her drunkenness."

Missouri smiled at Changchun.

At the same time, with a hissing sound, a puff of white steam rose from Missouri's forehead.

The white vapor drifted and drifted until it dissipated in mid-air.

"Senior Changchun, I'll leave the Soviet senior to you. Tomorrow, Missouri will personally come to apologize for deceiving the Soviet senior with ship equipment."

"Uh……"

Changchun blankly accepted the Soviet Union's mess. She scratched her cheek awkwardly. "...Ah, I see...No, it's okay. Don't let her appearance fool you, Soviet Union is a very considerate person. When she sobers up tomorrow and thinks about how she dragged me into drinking and involved you, Missouri, she'll feel really bad. In fact, I'm the one who should apologize to you, Missouri...When I was running away, I saw you and thought that hiding behind you would be fine. I didn't think it through and just ran over...I'm so sorry for causing you trouble."

"It's alright, Senior Changchun."

"Thank you, Missouri! Well, I'll take Soviet sister back with me now!"

Changchun bowed deeply to Missouri with great gratitude, then carried the dizzy Soviet Union away.

Missouri stood there, watching Changchun carry the Soviet Union into the distance, open a door, and go inside. Only then did Missouri breathe a sigh of relief.

"Now that things have been settled with Senior Changchun... let's hope that Senior Changchun didn't enter the Admiral's room at this time."

Missouri stepped toward Little White's room.

However, it seemed as if fate was playing a cruel joke on Missouri. Just as Missouri was about to walk toward Little White's room, there was a loud crash as a plate fell to the ground.

At this moment, chaos suddenly broke out again at the dining table behind Missouri.

Then, the screams and shouts of the ship girls came in waves.

Missouri turned her head and looked behind her.

Washington and Nelson, who were previously downing beer bottle after bottle, eventually pushed themselves to their limits in a long and unrestrained drinking contest, neither willing to concede.

After finishing the last bottle, the two ship girls couldn't suppress the nausea churning in their stomachs. They staggered to the wall, bent over in the grass in the corner, and vomited up a rainbow of vomit.

"Sister! Sister, are you alright? Is your stomach hurting? Do you need to use the ship's equipment?"

Rodney, one of the parties involved, squatted down beside the two with a worried look on her face. She looked at Washington and Nelson, who were talking about rainbows, with an innocent gaze and asked them a question.