Elder brother's garrison

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I always felt like I wasn't distributing black sesame paste, but something more abstract...

Looking at her two younger sisters, Yamato felt the black sesame paste in her hands was burning hot. She felt that whether she gave the bowl of black sesame paste to Musashi or Shinano, the result would not be good... However, Yamato could not take the black sesame paste back to the kitchen at this moment, because Musashi and Shinano were staring straight at her, with expressions that showed they did not want her to leave.

Yamato swallowed hard, and subconsciously looked in Shiro's direction.

Little White was holding a glass of milk, blinking, watching with great interest the chaotic scene unfolding between the Deep Sea Yamato family of three.

Damn it—Shiro brought back Shinano from the Deep Sea, but he just stood by and did nothing at this time!

"Little—Little White!" Upon realizing this, Yamato Shinkai hurriedly called out to Little White.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Xiaobai responded to Shenhai Yamato.

"Little White, you...you...just drinking milk isn't enough, is it?" Deep Sea Yamato, quick-witted, pushed the black sesame paste in her arms to Little White. "Little White, quickly try this bowl of black sesame paste! It's a premium product, very delicious!"

"Huh...? Is it for me?"

"Yes, yes... Musashi and Shinano... I'll make some for them later!" Yamato Shinmi quickly said, "Shiro, you've been busy outside for so long, you really need to replenish your energy!"

"Oh..." Xiaobai blinked, holding the black sesame paste in her hands, and looked in the direction of Deep Sea Musashi and Deep Sea Shinano.

It's strange to say.

Previously, Musashi and Shinano, who had been secretly competing for the sole bowl of black sesame paste in Yamato's hands, showed no dissatisfaction when they saw Yamato hand the paste to Shiro. They simply withdrew their gazes and quietly sat back down on the sofa.

This could be considered a...perfect solution, right?

With a smile, Xiaobai looked at Deep Sea Musashi and Deep Sea Shinano, picked up the bowl in her hand, and took a sip of black sesame paste.

It has a soft entrance and a thin throat.

Shiro doesn't really like black sesame paste, which is sticky and not very sweet. Yamato has lived with Shiro for so long, so she knows Shiro's eating habits. That's why she didn't make it for Shiro at first, but just used hot milk instead.

However, at this point, Xiaobai was forced by circumstances to accept the gift from Shenhai Yamato. After taking a bite of the black sesame paste, he felt that it was actually not bad to eat this food occasionally.

Deep Sea Musashi and Deep Sea Shinano stared longingly at Shiro.

Deep Sea Yamato breathed a sigh of relief. She returned to the kitchen and made two more bowls of black sesame paste, giving one bowl each to her two eagerly waiting, gluttonous sisters.

Deep Sea Musashi and Deep Sea Shinano each held a bowl, raised their heads, and gulped down their respective portions.

"Is black sesame paste really this delicious?" Shiro asked Yamato.

"Hmm? It's alright, I think it's just a regular snack." Deep Sea Yamato was taken aback and said to Shiro, "But Musashi really likes to eat this. She's been pestering me to make her a bowl every now and then these past few days, and the several big bags I bought before are almost gone in just a few days."

"Oh...it seems that Deep Sea Musashi and Deep Sea Shinano have exactly the same tastes."

Xiao Bai nodded knowingly.

"Maybe this is what sisters are all about."

"I feel relieved," said Yamato Shinkai from the side.

"...Yamato-neechan, you're their older sister too."

“I’m different. I’m married now.” Yamato Akami put his hands on his hips and said to Shiro, “By Dean Akami’s standards, I’m an adult now. An adult’s tastes are naturally different from the other kids here.”

"...The adult Deep Sea Dean is alright..."

Xiaobai held the black sesame paste he had only taken a sip of, glanced at Deep Sea Musashi and Deep Sea Shinano, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Deep-sea Yamato seems to regard all the other Yamato-class deep-sea deans, except for himself, as children.

But Musashi and Shinano, their bodies are standard older sister type deep-sea deans—or rather, the deep-sea deans of the Yamato class seem to be very mature. And even without considering these two, the remaining super Yamato-class ship girl is also a mature woman whose appearance could perfectly match that of a naive mother.

As a result, in the eyes of Deep Sea Yamato, all of these people were treated as children, which really touched Shiro.

—The children that Yamato-neechan is talking about probably don't include herself, right?

Hmm...it shouldn't be included.

After all, the person who married Yamato-neechan was himself...

Xiao Bai gently lifted the rim of the bowl with her finger, her face flushed, and thought to herself.

Chapter 2934 My Clever Little Sister

The night at the newbie naval base was as peaceful as ever.

The two sisters, Shinano and Musashi, are unable to communicate with others due to their unique circumstances. As one of the few people present who can speak, Yamato naturally transforms into a quiet and obedient girl in front of Yamato and Shiro. Therefore, although there are five people sitting in the living room, it is mostly Shiro and Yamato who are talking.

However, Shiro and Yamato were originally very close, sharing everything and able to chat for three days and three nights if left unattended, so she was quite enjoying this time.

A short while later, a series of slow footsteps sounded on the stairs behind them.

The conversation stopped, and everyone turned to look in the direction of the stairs.

Then another figure in pajamas emerged from the darkness.

"...Hmm? It's so lively." Tirpitz appeared in front of everyone, rubbing her eyes with one hand. She slowly walked down the stairs, holding onto the handrail, and greeted the five people in the living room with sleepy eyes. Her lazy gaze swept across Shinano Fukami's face and finally stopped on Shiro in the center of the sofa.

Tirpitz glanced at Little White quietly for a moment, then blinked his sleepy eyes.

“Oh… so it’s you who’s back.” Tirpitz paused for a moment before speaking slowly.

"Tirpitz, I'm back." Little White quickly pursed his lips at Tirpitz, giving a slightly embarrassed smile. "Um... I'm sorry, were we talking too loudly? Did we wake you up?"

"Sigh... You think you can wake me up from my sleep with just a little conversation? Do you think my years of sleeping skills honed in the living room are just amateurish?" Tirpitz sighed, shrugged nonchalantly, and slowly walked to the sofa while yawning. "I woke up naturally."

"Wake up naturally?"

"Yes, it's almost the second day, and the daily stamina in the game I've been playing recently is about to reset."

Tirpitz muttered something Little White couldn't understand.

"Huh..." Xiaobai glanced at the clock in the living room after hearing Tirpitz's words, and asked instinctively, "Tirpitz... it's 3:30 in the morning... shouldn't it be the next day already?"

"Little newbie, you probably don't understand, this is the internet these days..." Tirpitz said with a yawn, "These days, how many games still set the refresh time to midnight the next day..."

"Uh... I don't know about that..." Xiaobai shrank her neck, stared at Tirpitz's cheek for a while, and then reminded him, "Um... Tirpitz, playing games is fine, but remember to rest..."

"It's okay, I'm a ship girl, this level of disruption to my sleep schedule won't do me any harm."

“This is…”

"And there are quite a few people in human society who stay up until six or seven in the morning all the time."

"Sigh...this isn't very healthy...they don't have any ship equipment."

“The night is the best place to escape the pressures of life,” Tirpitz said, shaking his head. “In the subconscious of corporate slaves, only at night do they truly belong to themselves.”

As Tirpitz spoke, he lifted his leg and walked to the front of the group.

She pushed the large, oversized figure next to Xiaobai aside, then sat down close to Xiaobai's body. After sitting down next to Xiaobai, Tirpitz yawned and leaned her entire body softly against Xiaobai. As she leaned against him, a full, soft body, accompanied by a strong smell of potato chips and cola, rushed towards Xiaobai's head through the soft fabric of her pajamas.

Tirpitz hooked his arms around Little White's limbs, like a leather jacket hanging on a hanger, lazily snuggling against Little White.

"Tirpitz?"

"Well?"

"You said you wanted to play a game..."

"You got up early; the game won't update for another half hour until the second day," Tirpitz said, clinging to Little White. "We'll start the game later."

"Oh..." Xiaobai blinked.

Tirpitz leaned against Shiro, raised his head, and glanced at Shinano Fukami sitting on Shiro's other side.

"……noob."

"Ok?"

"Speaking of which, who is this person?"

"Hey...you just noticed?"

“I saw her before, but now I’m a little curious about her identity.”

“Oh…she’s Yamato’s new younger sister.” Shiro nodded and smiled at Tirpitz, “Her name is Shinano Fukami.”

"You just caught him?"

"almost."

"Have you given him the ring yet?"

"She chose a bracelet."

"I see."

"Shinano Fukumi is the eighth..."

"Alright, alright, that's enough of the introduction. Any more and it'll just get annoying." Tirpitz closed his eyes on Little White's shoulder. "Sigh... Anyway, there are more people in the new family now, right?"

"Ah."

Tirpitz nestled against Shiro, shook his palm toward Shinano Aqua as a greeting, then closed his eyes to rest, leaning against Shiro as his breathing gradually calmed, and fell silent.

Xiao Bai reached out and picked up the black sesame paste from the table.

Tirpitz, who was clinging to Little White, smelled the scent, opened her mouth, and leaned in with her pink little mouth.

Little White held the black sesame paste, looked at Tirpitz who was leaning close to him, and then, as if by telepathy, scooped up a spoonful with a small spoon and put it into Tirpitz's mouth.

Tirpitz took the little white spoon into his mouth and chewed.

"Does Tirpitz usually like to eat black sesame paste?" Shiro asked Yamato from the Deep Sea while feeding him black sesame paste.

“No, she rarely eats this.” Yamato thought for a moment and replied to Shiro, “As far as I remember, this is the first time she’s ever eaten this on her own initiative.”

"Eh……"

"Shiro...you seem to be spoiling Tirpitz a little too much." Yamato watched Shiro spoon-feed Tirpitz her black sesame paste and immediately pouted, protesting sourly. Her voice even became a tiny whisper as she said this, "You've never fed me like this before..."

"Huh? Yamato-neechan, what did you just say?" Shiro stopped what she was doing and looked at Deep Sea Yamato curiously. "The last sentence was spoken so softly, I didn't hear it..."

"No, no, no!" Yamato was startled, her eyes darting around shyly, her face turning bright red.

The living room gradually became a little more lively because of this little incident.

Soon, footsteps could be heard again from upstairs.

"Ugh—who's making such a racket in the living room this late at night?" A deep-sea dean dressed in a black silk nightgown grumbled as she came downstairs. She entered the living room, looked at the six people on the sofa, and immediately pouted. "Wow... so many people, why are they having a party here so late at night instead of sleeping... Hey? Admiral?!"

In the end, when the Dean of the Deep Sea saw Xiaobai's figure, his dissatisfaction turned into astonishment.

"Kamikaze, good evening... ah, I should say good morning now..." Shiro greeted Kamikaze apologetically as he came downstairs, "I'm sorry... I disturbed your sleep."

"Eh... it turns out the Admiral has returned..."

Kamikaze stared blankly at Shiro, his drowsiness quickly vanishing.

Kamikaze hurriedly came to the front of everyone. Her face was no longer full of dissatisfaction, but only full of joy. She looked at Shiro with delight and was about to say something to Shiro when her eyes quickly caught sight of Shinano Fukami.

Kamikaze then paused, his expression turning to one of surprise, before becoming puzzled.

"Huh? Admiral, who is this person...?"

“She is Shinano from the Deep Sea.” As Xiaobai said this, she couldn’t help but smile at Kamikaze. “Speaking of which, she has a bit of a connection with you.”

"With me?"

"Because Shinano Fukami is also the Dean of the Deep Sea in Chapter Eight."

Shiro gave Kamikaze a brief introduction to Shinano's background and her identity as Yamato's younger sister.

After listening to Shiro's introduction, Kamikaze stared thoughtfully at Shinano Fukami.

“Oh… I see. So, after we and Frederick left Chapter 8, the deep-sea aura in Chapter 8 detected no Deep-Sea Dean in the area, so a new Deep-Sea Dean was created…” Kamikaze stroked his pointed, snow-white chin, staring at Deep-Sea Shinano and muttering to himself, “Thinking about it this way, he seems to be my junior…”

After Kamikaze figured it out, he smiled slightly at Shinano Fukami.

"Hello, junior."

Kamikaze reached out his hand to Shinano Fukami.

Shinano Fukami stared intently at Kamikaze's hand, his eyes darting around, remaining motionless.

Kamikaze kept his hand outstretched, and after a while, reluctantly withdrew it.

"Can't she understand what I'm saying?" Kamikaze asked, touching his hand.

"Uh... if it's a language issue, then I really can't understand it."

"Then should I switch to Deep Sea Language?" Kamikaze asked again.

"Well... that probably won't work either." Xiaobai shook her head.