Elder brother's garrison

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A satisfied smile appeared on Xiaobai's face.

—It's delicious.

One of Xiaobai's biggest takeaways today was discovering that the bread at this shop was absolutely delicious.

The coffee shop door opened at that moment.

Amidst the ringing of the doorbell, the waitress stepped out of the door with a somber expression.

"...I'm amazed you can enjoy your meal here so much." The waitress walked out the door and immediately spotted Xiaobai standing by the door, munching on bread.

"Has Sister finished what she needed to do?" Xiaobai asked the waitress with a smile.

"Yes, I gave him the invitation."

"Sister, you really do have extra invitations!" Xiaobai said to the waitress with a smile, holding a bag of bread.

The waitress looked at Xiaobai's relaxed and carefree expression and felt somewhat sullen.

The waitress walked up to Xiaobai, slowly extended her palm, and, under Xiaobai's gaze, gently placed it on top of Xiaobai's head.

then.

The waitress vigorously rubbed Xiaobai's beautiful hair.

A rustling sound came from Xiaobai's head as the waitress's hands moved so fast they left afterimages.

"I don't know why, but seeing that expression on your face makes me so angry!" the waitress said, rubbing Xiaobai's head.

"Hehehe..." Under the waitress's palm, Xiaobai kept shaking his head back and forth and side to side with her strength, but the smile on his face did not diminish at all.

"Did you figure it out a long time ago? And then you came here to laugh at me?" the waitress asked Xiaobai.

"No, I told you as soon as I found out."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." The waitress stopped and withdrew her hand.

Xiao Bai shook his head, his frizzy hair, which had been rubbed by the waitress as if struck by lightning, returned to its original neat appearance after a few shakes.

"Sister, would you like some bread?" Little White asked, holding up the bag in her hand.

"Inappropriate."

"I thought this would bring my sister some happy memories, but I didn't expect this to happen. My sister must be feeling even worse than before..." Xiaobai put the bread bag back in her hand.

"I almost forgot I came here to have fun." The waitress patted her forehead helplessly.

“…I always feel like I’m sorry,” Xiaobai said.

“No need.” The waitress shook her head, her expression complicated. “…To be honest…although my mood has indeed worsened in some ways, but…”

"……but?"

"...Thank goodness...we came here." The waitress glanced at the floor tiles on one side, muttering to herself with a hint of disappointment.

"Ah~"

Xiao Bai laughed again.

The waitress blushed and immediately reached out angrily to rub Xiaobai's head again.

"That look of yours is really annoying! I'm going home! I'm not playing anymore! I'm going home!"

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.

Xiaobai and the waitress hailed a taxi outside the coffee shop and headed back towards the fortress.

Throughout the journey, the waitress seemed to be in low spirits, except for a brief interaction with Xiaobai right after leaving the coffee shop. She leaned against the car door the whole time, and only responded with soft "uh-huh" when Xiaobai spoke to her.

After getting out of the car, the two walked back towards the fortress.

At the fortress gate, it seemed that the female gatekeeper had skipped her shift, and a second female gatekeeper was now standing at the gate.

A young, beautiful woman with rosy lips and white teeth, dressed in formal attire, stood gracefully at the doorway, her figure voluptuous, and her face beaming with a warm smile.

Xiao Bai thought that the second waitress would be angry when she saw Xiao Bai return because the other waitress had skipped her shift, but the second waitress seemed to be very well-mannered. When she saw Xiao Bai and the other waitress walking back together, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, and then she bowed to Xiao Bai.

"Welcome back, guests."

Xiao Bai turned his head and glanced at the waitress, Miss Number One, beside him.

Look.

Did you learn anything?

This is what makes a good waiter.

If this were the enthusiastic waitress, Miss Number One, she would probably be so annoyed by Xiao Bai's gaze that she would rub Xiao Bai's head in frustration. However, the anticipation along the way seemed to have left her with a slight melancholy, so she didn't see the meaning behind Xiao Bai's gaze.

"Are you filling in for someone else?" the waitress asked, glancing at the bowing man.

Waitress number two straightened up, glanced at Xiaobai somewhat nervously a few times, and then whispered to waitress number one, "Where did you go..."

"You've had your coffee, haven't you?" the waitress said, pointing at Xiaobai.

"Coffee...coffee..." The second waitress's eyes flashed over Xiaobai. "This...this isn't fair..."

The second waitress looked at her with obvious concern.

It seems like the employees here have a pretty good relationship.

Xiaobai was relieved.

After a brief farewell to Miss Number One, who was being fussy and overbearing with Miss Number Two, Xiaobai returned to her own corridor.

Compared to when Xiaobai left, there are now surprisingly many admirals in the fortress.

However, all the admirals are now piled up by the counter. On the counter, the staff are constantly processing the documents on the table, while the admirals waiting for the staff are squatting on the ground, idly playing on their phones or playing cards.

Little White, carrying a bag of bread, walked through the crowd and into the corridor leading to her room, eventually reaching the end of the corridor.

Xiao Bai first looked out the window to see if anyone was under the tree, then checked if Ella's room was locked. After confirming that nothing had changed, Xiao Bai returned to his own door.

Xiao Bai felt that he might have been away from home for a rather long time this time.

Missouri inside the house is probably worried about me. If she finds out that I went out for coffee with a waitress I just met and haven't even gotten her name yet, Missouri might be angry.

So before entering, Xiaobai hesitated for a while, just like before.

Finally, having made up her mind, Xiaobai quietly took out her key and quietly opened the door to her room.

The door opened, and Xiaobai walked in carrying a bag of bread.

To Xiaobai's surprise, after Xiaobai entered the room, Missouri did not sit there resentfully waiting for him to return as Xiaobai had expected.

When Xiaobai entered the room, she could smell a fresh shampoo scent in the air.

It seems Missouri had tidied up the room early on and even took a shower in the bathroom.

Xiao Bai saw Missouri, dressed in a light shirt, sitting on the carpet by the bed. She was wearing a pair of large, obviously expensive headphones, with her back to Xiao Bai as she entered, facing the bed.

A laptop was on the bed, playing a video. Missouri was watching the video intently, nodding in agreement and making "uh-huh" sounds from time to time.

Her freshly washed long hair, still slightly damp, cascaded down Missouri's back like a cloak, covering her snow-white shoulders and revealing only a sliver of her glistening, moist skin.

Beneath the shorts, two long, shapely legs stretched out, seemingly because the water on their legs hadn't completely dried yet, and the stack of black stockings placed next to them, which had been opened from the packaging, hadn't been put on yet.

"Mmmmmmm..."

Missouri didn't seem to notice that Xiaobai had returned to the room, and was still intently watching the video playing on her laptop.

Missouri's lack of vigilance made Xiaobai suddenly realize that no matter how powerful Missouri was, she was not an omnipotent god, but just a ship girl.

Curious, Little White put down the bread and moved closer to Missouri's back.

After taking only two steps, Xiaobai felt as if he had stepped on a book.

She bent down to pick up the book.

The book had been turned to the last page. Xiaobai skipped over the densely packed small print at the beginning and looked straight to the bottom.

"Please visit the official website for detailed learning materials. The website address is as follows..."

"Watch online learning videos; each video will be charged based on its length."

"Regular membership: 30 RMB/month; Super membership: 50 RMB/month; Annual Super membership: 400 RMB/month; Group purchase discount: 20% off..."

Ok?

What book is this?

Xiao Bai curiously flipped through the book and glanced at the cover.

Before he could even fully see the familiar cover, Xiaobai nervously closed the book and stared wide-eyed at Missouri's back.

Xiao Bai looked surprised.

Um? ?

and many more!

This...this book...isn't it the Forty-Eight Hands that were just sealed away by Missouri?

Why has it been brought out again?

Xiao Bai tiptoed up behind Missouri and secretly glanced at Missouri's laptop screen.

On the computer screen, several large words were displayed.

"How to give your partner a wonderful first time."

Um??????

Chapter 944 Let's go to the battlefield

The story begins a few hours ago.

After pushing Xiaobai out of the room, Missouri carefully arranged their everyday belongings in the room, trying her best to create a cozy and loving atmosphere. Then, Missouri sat on the bed and began waiting for Xiaobai to return.

Admittedly, Missouri was somewhat prepared for the fact that Little White would never return.

After all, a naive and innocent type is very attractive to girls, and he might just be snatched away by someone on the street.

However, Missouri wasn't worried about Xiaobai's safety. After all, Xiaobai's combat strength was still a mystery. The newbie naval girls only knew that Xiaobai was stronger than them. In any case, Xiaobai could take care of herself without any problems.

If she encounters a safety situation she can't handle, then the ship girls would most likely just be throwing their lives away.

So Missouri stayed alone in the house, silently waiting for Xiaobai to return, waiting and waiting in bed.

Missouri lay bored on the bed, rolling around with her pillow, letting the blankets absorb her scent.

Missouri tried using the remote to turn the lights on and off, making sure the fun wouldn't be ruined by a malfunctioning remote at a crucial moment.

Missouri lay on the bed, raised her arm, and carefully sniffed every part of her body until she checked that she had no sweat smell. Still not satisfied, she went to the bathhouse and took a thorough bath.

So, Missouri was actually quite bored while waiting.

Finally, as Missouri emerged from the bathtub, rubbing her hair and returning to the bedside, soaked to the bone, and began to unwrap her newly bought stockings while waiting for them to dry, she stared blankly at the headboard, lost in thought.

—Speaking of which, the forty-eight techniques that the admiral wanted to seal himself... are still in his ship equipment space, in his luggage.

Although Missouri always presented herself as highly capable to Xiaobai, acting as skilled as a seasoned driver, she had never actually read any instructional books like this.

In this field, Missouri's expertise is far inferior to that of the erotic illustrator Tirpitz.

So Missouri realized she needed to learn.

After a brief mental struggle, Missouri pulled the Book of Pandora from her ship's equipment space.

Player Missouri pushed open the door to a new world.

Player Missouri has completed the encyclopedia entry.

Player Missouri's experience +1.

Player Missouri has leveled up.

Player Missouri has mastered a new skill.

……

Learning made Missouri so happy that she forgot about time.

Just as Missouri was studying and making progress for her happy time with Little White, Little White returned to the room and stood behind Missouri.

Xiao Bai looked completely bewildered.

The expression on her face at that moment was somewhat like that of a chick about to be sent to the slaughterhouse, completely unaware of what her life would be like a few hours later.