Elder brother's garrison

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Seeing the rising momentum of the rookie naval base's ship girls, who were getting closer and closer to going berserk, the military police ship girls cried.

However, just as the ship girls of the military police closed their eyes one by one, trying to choose a more dignified dying expression amidst the trembling panic, Duan Shuiliu spoke again.

"...Should we save her?" Duan Shuiliu asked Xiaobai, pointing at Missouri who was smiling bitterly.

"Huh? Uh... is it... okay?"

"Ah."

"What...what should I do..."

“Let’s go to the military police station and have a seat.” Duan Shuiliu extended his hand to Xiaobai. “I want to chat with you.”

"……"noob.

Looking at the handcuffs on Missouri's hands.

Xiao Bai understood.

In any case, for Xiaobai, this was a scene that seemed familiar, as if it had happened just a few minutes ago.

Although it's unclear why Duan Shuiliu is so insistent on Xiaobai visiting her, her attitude is quite direct and rude.

If you don't come, then I'll go and arrest your ship girls. It's only natural for the military police to arrest lolicon.

If you come, then I won't arrest you.

"Um... what do you want me to do?"

“Talk to me.”

"...But...we clearly..."

"Your brother and I are friends."

"..." As if all the strength in his body had evaporated in an instant, Xiaobai's head drooped helplessly under Duan Shuiliu's straightforward gaze. "Okay... I'll go."

Let's just consider it a visit to the military police headquarters.

With that in mind, Xiaobai accepted Duan Shuiliu's invitation.

A crisp crackling sound rang out as Xiaobai agreed.

The handcuffs on Missouri's wrists were then unlocked.

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in the room.

Bright light shone through the window.

Yamato Fukami covered herself with a blanket, closed her eyes, and quietly rested.

The bed sheet rose and fell, high and low.

From a distance, it looks like a long mountain range.

"Hmm... Enmum..."

Deep Sea Yamato pulled at the sheets, and amidst a series of muttering sounds, slowly rolled over to the left.

"..."

Then he rolled over to the right.

Yamato's eyebrows furrowed.

A blush appeared on her cheeks, a blush that seemed to be a mixture of shame and panic.

"……Um……"

The deep-sea yawaki righted itself.

Accompanied by rustling sounds, Yamato's movements rose and fell evenly with rhythmic, healthy breathing.

"..."

"..."

Wow!

Just a second ago, the quiet Deep Sea Yamato suddenly opened its eyes, like a zombie rising from the dead, and sat up straight on Shiro's bed without any sleepiness.

"I'm not... sleepy!"

Yamato Fukami looked down at the sheet covering her body, covered her face, and felt desolate.

"...Oh no...I can't sleep..."

"Why……"

"Why up, down, left, and right..."

"It's all the scent of Shiro!!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"I can't sleep like this at all!"

Deep Sea Yamato kicked his legs on the bed as if venting his anger, hugging Shiro's blanket and tossing and turning like a caterpillar for a while before finally quieting down.

"……Ugh."

"I'm so hungry..."

After a listless sigh, Yamato Fukami wearily rubbed his shoulders and got off Shiro's bed.

With his head down and feeling utterly weak, Yamato pushed open Shiro's door and walked into the courtyard.

Just opened the door.

In the courtyard, several tables of breakfast were laid out, already cold, and almost no one had touched them.

Deepsea Yamato raised her head and subconsciously looked for the ship girls.

Abyssal Yamato saw the ship girls gathered together, looking angry. Several ship girls were pouting and discussing something with their anger still lingering.

Xiaobai isn't here...

Missouri and Akagi don't seem to be here either...

Yamato looked at the number of people and subconsciously pricked up his ears to listen.

In an instant, phrases like "Our admiral has never suffered such injustice," "bad people," "really too much," "wait for the admiral to come back and beat them up," "report to Lexington," "no matter how far away, we will punish them," "call for help," and "Naiyizut" appeared one after another.

The excited expressions on their faces piqued Yamato's curiosity.

Although Abyss Yamato had a good relationship with the ship girls while working, since she wasn't in maid mode today, her usual excuse of needing to work wouldn't work. So, for the sake of Abyss Dean's dignity, Abyss Yamato naturally wouldn't stand with those ship girls. She looked at the empty table and noticed that Bai Ying was the only one still happily munching on a steamed bun.

Shenhai Yamato sat down next to Bai Ying.

"Hmm?" Bai Ying chewed with her mouth full, tilting her head to glance at Shen Hai Yamato beside her.

"Hey, do you know what's going on with them?" Abyssal Yamato pointed at the ship girls who were having a heated discussion not far away.

"I've been eating and I don't know. Ask someone else."

Bai Ying slowly squeezed out words that tasted like steamed bun filling from her mouth.

"Let me tell you... just give a brief summary... it seems to be related to Shiro." Yamato Fukami shook Shiro's body.

Bai Ying was chewing on a steamed bun when Shen Hai Yamato shook her a few times. A look of anger, as if she wanted to hit someone, quickly appeared on her face. However, when Bai Ying glared at Shen Hai Yamato, she fell silent for a moment after seeing his face.

"Huh??? What's wrong?"

"Are you the Deep Sea Dean from yesterday?"

"Ah."

"Oh...she seems to be on good terms with you..."

Bai Ying frowned and muttered to herself. Considering that Shen Hai Yamato was Xiao Bai's confidant, she took a deep breath and put down the half-eaten bun.

"I heard that your admiral has an improper relationship with so-and-so. The military police came this morning and arrested that Missouri. They said that the two of them had kissed or something. I don't know the details, but in the end, in order to prevent the military police from arresting Missouri, your admiral left with the military police. Then a few ship girls followed him."

Deep Sea Yamato stared blankly at Bai Ying, mouth agape.

Seeing that Shenhai Yamato didn't react, Bai Ying picked up the steamed bun and continued eating.

Yamato looked shocked.

And shame.

--Um?

—Did Missouri get arrested because of a kiss?

—But wasn't it me who kissed Xiaobai last night? Missouri is the one who helped me hide it…

—Uh…could it be, could it be, could it be that I've tricked Xiaobai??

Think of this.

A sudden pang of pain shot through Yamato's heart.

She bent over in grief, clutching her chest.

"Well!"

"I……"

Yamato felt as if an arrow had pierced his heart.

She knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"It's...it's my fault...I messed things up..."

"Little...Little White..."

My conscience was tormented by tons of guilt.

I'm going out with my parents and relatives... so I'm only posting one update today, I'm really sorry.

Chapter 1083 Does Not Belong to Me

"Waaaaaah... I thought I wouldn't be able to go back today... Waaaaah..."

"They're so scary, waaaaah..."

"I'm going to be taken care of... I really feel like I'm going to be taken care of..."

……

Along the street, many admirals and ship girls who were rushing to the Admiral Guild were drawn by the sound of slightly restrained sobbing and couldn't help but glance at them frequently.

Wherever the eyes go.

In the center of the street, a group of ship girls dressed in uniform white uniforms were walking with their heads down, wiping away tears, while sobbing softly.

Even now, the ship girls' faces, still red from crying, still retain a trace of lingering fear.

—Uh…the military police?

When the admirals on the roadside saw this group of ship girls, their eyes first showed a hint of fear, and then they were stunned. Looking at the crying appearance of this group of ship girls, their fearful eyes became somewhat puzzled.

Ok?

What's going on with this military police unit...?

The admirals stared blankly at the ship girls in the middle of the street, completely bewildered. However, due to the ship girls' rather sensitive status, none of the admirals dared to approach them to ask.

The atmosphere on the street suddenly became somewhat strange due to the appearance of this group of white-clad ship girls.

"..." Xiaobai, who was some distance away from the group of white-clad ship girls, turned her head awkwardly and looked at Duan Shuiliu walking beside her.

Ever since these white-clad ship girls left the courtyard of the newbie naval base, they've been like this. No matter how you try to comfort them, it doesn't work. Later, when Shiro gets even slightly close to them, they act as if they've remembered some nightmare, and their crying even rises several pitches.

Duan Shuiliu seemed completely oblivious to the ship girl's cries of relief behind him, walking side by side with Xiaobai, his expression calm.

"……that……"

"It's okay, crying can release stress, it's not a bad thing!" On the other side of Xiaobai, Duan Shuiliu's assistant ship girl smiled and said to Xiaobai. When she said the last sentence, she also gave Xiaobai a thumbs-up. "After you're done crying, the sisters can go back to their normal work."

"Ah, thank you... Um, may I ask your name..." Xiaobai nodded somewhat absentmindedly, then gave the ship girl a smile she tried to be as friendly as possible.

"Just call me Assistant. It's much easier to remember than a complicated name, right?" The assistant ship girl smiled politely.

"Ah good."