Elder brother's garrison

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"Hello," Roma greeted Camicia. "I'm Roma, the sister of Veneto."

Camicia stared intently at Roma's body, especially her ample breasts, before turning to look at Veneto.

"What's wrong?" Veneto asked.

"No...no..." Camicia quickly lowered her head.

"If you have any questions, feel free to ask."

"No, no, really." Camicia quickly waved his hand.

That's just how the world is. As the older sister, you always have to bear some pressure that you shouldn't have to bear. This isn't Veneto's fault.

Camicchia thought of his sister Aviel, and as he looked at Veneto, a faint sense of shared sorrow suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Chapter 341 Did you see this string of buffs above my head?!

These banners, streamers, and cheerleader uniforms were all made by the ship girls themselves, and the welcoming ceremony was also spontaneously organized. They just wanted to see the admiral get out of the taxi as soon as possible. The ship girls didn't mean to block him or cause him unnecessary trouble. So, after seeing that everyone was safe and sound, the welcoming ceremony ended hastily.

Lexington waved goodbye to all the ship girls who came to welcome her, then led Shiro and a long line of ship girls back to the admiral's building.

As the bright red building drew closer, Xiaobai, the admiral who had been away from home for a long time, felt a strange excitement rising within him.

"Has Lexington not left the naval base for a long time?" As they were going upstairs, Xiaobai suddenly asked Lexington.

"Is Xiaobai interested in this?" Lexington replied.

"A little bit."

“Hmm—” Lexington nodded and thought for a while, “It has indeed been a long time since I’ve been away for an extended period. I used to go on expeditions frequently before my training level was full, but I haven’t gone on expeditions much since I became the secretary ship.”

A look of admiration appeared in Xiaobai's eyes.

"It's good not to be on the expedition. I can laze around in the admiral's office every day." Lexington smiled at Little White.

The phrase "lazy in the admiral's office" is inaccurate. Xiao Bai, who often works with Lexington, knows very well just how enormous Lexington's daily workload is.

She was like a gear that never stopped, stuck in the admiral's office of the naval base, constantly spinning for the sake of the other ship girls in the entire naval base.

After all, there's a reason why the other ship girls in the naval base respectfully call Lexington "Mrs. Lexington"—everyone sees her dedication.

Reaching the door of the admiral's office, Lexington took out a key and opened the door.

"Senior, there's a small problem with the file you were given to me before."

"Wow... don't worry about such a small problem..."

"But Missouri felt that misplacing the decimal point was not a problem that should be ignored."

"Waaah, then please help me change it."

"Okay, Missouri got it. And here's the new file."

"Is there still any left at this hour?!"

"Senior, please speed up a bit. You're already almost halfway behind."

"That's enough! We'll never finish at this rate!"

Once the door is opened, you can hear Hood and Missouri talking inside the admiral's room.

It seems that Hood was not happy after leaving Lexington.

"Oh, Bismarck is here too." Lexington walked in and found Bismarck, dressed in a suit, sitting on the sofa drinking tea.

"You're back?" Bismarck nodded to Lexington, then turned her gaze to the little white dog beside Lexington.

"Yes, I'm back!" Little White hadn't expected Bismarck to coincidentally be in the Admiral's office again, seemingly under the will of the universe. "Doesn't Bismarck have any work to do today?"

"Rest," Bismarck said calmly. "There will be an exercise later."

"An exercise?" Xiaobai was taken aback.

“With her.” Bismarck looked at Missouri, who was sitting with Hood and helping her with her work.

At this moment, Missouri also raised her head and looked at Xiaobai, a bright smile spreading across her dignified and pretty face: "Greetings, Admiral. It's been a long time. I didn't know you were in good health?"

"Good day, Missouri."

"Senior Bismarck agreed to Missouri's request for an exercise, so he's waiting here for Missouri to finish the paperwork," Missouri explained to Xiaobai.

“After all, there should be some compensation for helping out.” Bismarck put down his teacup on the table and waved to Little White.

Little White sat down in front of Bismarck.

Bismarck reached out and touched Little White's forehead and shoulders, then withdrew his hand: "How does it feel to be on the battlefield?"

"I'm very happy," Little White said to Bismarck with a smile.

"Have you made any friends?"

"Ok!"

“Okay.” Bismarck simply nodded, without offering any urging words like an elder would.

At this moment, Hood also realized from her heavy work that Lexington had returned. She looked up, quickly found Lexington in the crowd in front of her, and looked at her with a wronged expression.

"Lexington, you still know how to come back!" Hood shouted angrily at Lexington, gripping his pen tightly.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Lexington knows she was wrong, so she rushed back as fast as she could..." Lexington said with a smile as she walked behind Hood and massaged her back.

"Fast my foot! Didn't you say you'd only be gone for two days and then come right back?!" Hood exclaimed indignantly. "It's been over a week! Over a week!"

"Sorry, plans can't always keep up with changes," Lexington said to Hood with a smile.

I had planned to spend two days visiting the First Sea Area and then return immediately. However, due to various reasons, I had to stay in the First Sea Area with Xiaobai for a few days. I also visited Yubari in Kyoto and kidnapped a ship girl, which resulted in spending a little more time.

For Hude, handling two days' worth of documents wouldn't be too difficult, but she lacked experience. This lack of experience would cause her to overlook some minor issues during her work. These issues wouldn't be a big problem within two days, but they would gradually become more serious over time.

By the fourth day of working overtime, Hu De was already finding it increasingly difficult to handle the workload, and today he is completely overwhelmed and wants to seek outside help.

Missouri, as a ship girl who once decided the outcome of the world war, holds the surrender agreement in her hands, so she must have some paperwork skills. Therefore, Hood asked Bismarck to use the exercise with her as payment to bring this roommate over.

As Little White and Lexington saw as soon as they entered, Hood, at least with Missouri's help, was clinging to life.

"Look, I've gained something from this trip, look, look," Lexington said with a smile, pointing to Richelieu, who was surrounded by the ship girls.

"Hmm? So many new ship girls." Hood looked at Richelieu and the Roman Empire's Sukhbaatar and Pachina standing to the side. "Who are they?"

"Let me introduce you first, this is Richelieu."

"Oh? Richelieu. Not bad, quite an impressive ship girl."

"She's Osmanthus's ship girl."

As soon as Lexington finished speaking, with a "crack," another crack appeared on the lens of Hood's glasses.

“Ha…hahaha…” Hood chuckled dryly, lowered his head, and slowly took off his glasses. His calm, icy blue eyes, like a cold, deep lake, looked toward Richelieu.

As one of the three elders of the naval base, Hood appears to be the most approachable one. She lives a quiet life behind the scenes, enjoying feeding pigeons and watching soap operas, seemingly posing no threat at all. However, she is definitely not a simple ship girl.

In a sense, Hood, as a ship girl with the title of "the glory of the British Royal Navy," the halo buff of "the symbol of British national prestige," and the history of "imperial tours," is even higher than Lexington in terms of status.

That serious look really brought out his royal demeanor.

A noble air of superiority emanated from Hood.

There was no overwhelming pressure, but it seeped into Richelieu's heart like an all-pervasive stream of water, as if it were looking right through the ship girl.

"Lexington, what are you planning to do?" Hood asked.

“Hmm, just keep it with you. It’ll be convenient in all sorts of ways.” Lexington picked up the cracked glasses, examined them for a while, and then put them back on Hood’s eyes. “Don’t take your glasses off if you’re nearsighted. Little White is still here.”

Lexington gently poked Hood's forehead.

Hu De closed her eyes behind her glasses, and in the blink of an eye, she returned to her previous image as a friendly older sister.

"Oh, sorry, sorry." Hood chuckled, rubbing his forehead where he'd been poked. "You mean you're going to lock her up?"

"This is called inviting someone over as a guest."

"Oh yes, I'm here as a guest."

Hood and Lexington exchanged a smile and reached an agreement.

Compared to the relaxed conversation between Hood and Lexington, which felt like that of old friends, Richelieu felt a chill run through him.

This naval base is truly terrifying; every single one of its members exudes an aura of dread.

In Richelieu's view, Lexington, Hood, Missouri sitting next to Hood, and Bismarck sitting on the sofa all seemed to be surrounded by black mist, like four red-eyed demons with bared fangs and claws, discussing their methods of dealing with them while grinning sinisterly.

"Oh, by the way, let me introduce you to something lighter. These two are Veneto's sister ships, Rome and Empire," Lexington said to Hood, pointing to the side next to Veneto.

"Hello," Hud greeted the Roman Empire warmly.

"And this is Sukhbaatar. Well... how should I put it, she's like a new sister, temporarily staying at the naval base, but she'll be staying there for the next ten or twenty years."

"And this one is the Dean of the Deepsea Ground Base. In short, she's currently a defector. As for her ship equipment, she's still a Deepsea Abyssal Ship, so she was broken by Sukhbaatar. She's now in a harmless state," Lexington said with a smile. "Looks like we'll need to add another maid to the naval base."

"You went to the First Sea Area, right?" Hood looked at the new ship girls, lingering particularly on Pachina for a while. "Why did you get so many ship girls?"

"On this point, perhaps our admiral, while lacking talent in shipbuilding, is exceptionally skilled at salvaging ships," Lexington said with a smile.

Chapter 342 What are you looking at? You're a maid too!

"It's alright to catch the Dean of the Deep Sea." Hu De looked at Pachina helplessly, his face full of an expression that Hu De couldn't understand this operation.

"Speaking of Dean Abyss, what about Yamato?" Lexington only remembered this when the conversation turned to this point. "I hope Yamato hasn't caused any trouble these past few days."

“How could she possibly cause any trouble? You know her condition perfectly well.” Hood tossed his pen onto the table and stretched. “She’ll probably be here soon.”

Just then, a series of light footsteps came from outside the door.

"Good morning, Master." Reputation stood at the door with a standard maid's smile.

"Hello, Reputation." Little White greeted Reputation.

Reputation nodded and walked in.

Richelieu also turned his attention to reputation.

Then, following Reputation's actions, two more people dressed as maids entered the room behind her.

Of the two people behind, the one walking in front is Counterattack, who looks very similar to Renown. Counterattack bowed slightly to the ship girls on this side, her smile carrying a hint of youthful vigor.

Richelieu was first shocked that even the ship girls working as maids in the naval base were so strong, and then when she saw the third person wearing a maid outfit, her eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

The third ship girl is voluptuous with a cold and elegant demeanor. Her white hair is as white as snow, with a few glistening strands framing her snow-white neck. Her amethyst-like eyes are lowered as she quietly follows behind Counterattack.

More importantly, this ship girl... no, this "thing" has an aura of the deep sea that just won't go away.

White hair, purple eyes, a deep-sea aura, coupled with the cold and alluring presence surrounding her, and recalling what Lexington had said earlier, Richelieu quickly realized what was going on.

This maid looks like Deepsea Yamato!

The arrogant and overbearing Dean of the Deep Sea, the king of the Deep Sea battleships, the hero of the Deep Sea Dean, is actually working as a maid in this naval base?!

Even Richelieu, upon learning this fact, felt his legs go weak and began to doubt his life.

The cold, beautiful maid raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Richelieu with a hazy look.

Those lifeless eyes—no doubt, they belong to Dean Shenhai!

That was a gaze that showed utter disregard for people, as if it were fixed on the very source of death.

Richelieu felt an immense pressure bearing down on him, like a mountain pressing down on him. This pressure didn't come from the Deepsea Yamato; it came from Richelieu himself. After all, the ship standing before him was a super battleship far superior to himself, and from the enemy side—a public enemy of humanity. Richelieu felt incredibly tense.

Yamato's gaze swept quickly over Richelieu and then landed on Pachina.

"Holy shit!" Then, the beautiful, elegant, and dignified maid suddenly uttered a vulgar curse, startled, "pachina?"

"Hello." Pachina waved to Deepsea Yamato.

"Why are you here?"

“The proposal failed,” pachina replied.

Deep Sea Yamato knew what Pachina meant by the failed marriage proposal. She had heard Pachina express his love to Xiaobai before in Xiaobai's mental world.

Yamato patted Pachina on the shoulder and said nothing more.

“You’re different from the last time we met.” The usually taciturn Pachina finally showed some interest when she saw someone of her own kind, and said to Deepsea Yamato.

This shameless thing actually had quite a presence when it appeared today; that little look in its eyes... it had a bit of the Deep Sea Dean vibe.

"Huh? Really?" Yamato thought for a moment, puzzled. "I stayed up all night last night, and I'm a bit sleepy today, so I haven't been very energetic..."

After speaking, Yamato yawned, still looking a little tired. After her initial surprise at seeing Pachina, her eyes returned to their usual indifferent expression with that yawn.