Elder brother's garrison

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The list in Shenhai Yamato's hand is filled with all sorts of charges.

The monthly expenses include food and lodging, internet fees, electricity bills, payments made on behalf of others for online purchases, game points, and even rental fees and insurance premiums for household appliances.

Shenhai Yamato doesn't really care about these things. After all, even if there are more paid items, Shenhai Yamato is still very frugal in other aspects, except for the air conditioning which is used more often. So the money needed in the past few years is not much. All in all, it can be paid off in about a year and a half of unpaid labor.

However, at the very bottom of this list, a line was clearly marked in red: "Renovation of the prison building, amounting to tens of thousands."

There was just too much of a string of zeros trailing off, and Deepsea Yamato said he was getting dizzy just looking at it.

"Why should I be charged for prison reform?! I'm the victim here!" Yamato slammed the payment slip back onto Lexington's table, protesting vehemently. "I disagree! This is exploitation!"

“Hmm? It’s not without its benefits to have you bear the cost of reforming the prison,” Lexington said.

"What's the benefit?"

"Besides this amount, I rounded down the rest of the money as odds and ends," Lexington chuckled. "How about it? Aren't you happy?"

"—Only a ghost would be happy!" came the frustrated voice of Yamato Fukami.

"What a lazy child you are. Fifty years isn't much for you, is it?" Lexington said with a slightly reproachful look.

"Even fifty years is a long time for me! You're being ridiculous by using my lifespan as a measure of time! Even if my fifty years pass, they'll pass at the exact same speed as yours! I don't have the ability to sleep through a hundred years! Besides, I still have to work! Fifty years of unpaid work! By the way, I'm not a child! I'm older than all of you combined!"

Yamato Fukami was complaining with all her might and reached out to flip the table, but she didn't realize that she was no longer the invincible dean she used to be. For a weak, shut-in woman, flipping over a floor-standing desk was simply impossible.

She used all her strength, but she could only lift Lexington's table a crack off the floor.

Unable to catch his breath, Yamato Akagi squatted down, leaning against the table and panting heavily.

"Hmm... I didn't expect you to be so rebellious." Lexington patted his face with amusement. "Alright then, Lexington isn't an inflexible contractor, he'll reflect on his actions."

"Ah...ah, ha, so, does that mean I don't have to pay for this...?" After a long string of brilliant rants and a failed attempt to flip the table, Yamato Shinkai started panting. She pressed her knees, raised her head, and asked Lexington while still breathing heavily.

"Then I'll give you a 50% discount."

"...Why do I still have to pay in the end?!"

"...60% off".

"Huh? Why are there even more now?"

“30% off.” Lexington smiled as she looked at Deepsea Yamato.

"Are you a devil?! You really are a devil!"

"20% off!" Lexington's voice grew increasingly cheerful.

"Okay, okay, I'll do it! I'll do it! It's just fifty years! I'll work hard to pay back the money, waaaaah!" As the discount got lower and lower, Deep Sea Yamato panicked and agreed to Lexington's offer with a look of despair.

Why is it that just an hour ago I was lying in bed, enjoying a carefree and wonderful life, but now, an hour later I'm facing a deep sea of ​​debt that I have to pay off every day?

Deep Sea Yamato felt that his future was incredibly dark.

"Deal." Lexington smiled at Yamato. "Yamato, welcome to the rookie naval base as a glorious cleaner. Reputation, give the uniform to Yamato."

Renown, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, nodded and handed the work clothes in his hand to Yamato Fukami.

Yamato looked at the clothes in his arms with a wronged expression.

The white lace-trimmed dress and black background look much more extravagant than the typical cleaning worker's uniform.

She unfolded her clothes.

"Isn't this a maid outfit?" Yamato Fukami asked, looking at the clothes in his hand.

“Hmm? Yes. That’s right. After all, we’re all girls, and we prefer seeing cute things to stuffy clothes,” Lexington said.

Will I get a raise if I wear this?

“Let me think about it… Okay, I’ll give you an extra hundred each month.” Lexington smiled brightly.

Yamato Akagi donned a maid outfit with lightning speed: "Deal."

The word "cleaner" certainly doesn't sound as nice as "maid."

It's just a bit hot to wear this maid outfit in the middle of summer.

“Alright, go with Reputation. She’ll teach you what to do,” Lexington said to Deepsea Yamato.

"Oh, okay." Yamato Akagi shifted his gaze to Renown beside him. "Um, you..."

"Call her Head Maid," Reputation said calmly.

"……what?"

"Oh right, Yamato, I forgot to tell you something." Lexington said to Deepsea Yamato as if she remembered something, "Reputation is a little bit strict about people who wear maid outfits, but don't worry, as long as you listen to her, there won't be any problems."

Yamato Shinkai stared wide-eyed at the reputation before him.

A flame called fighting spirit was quietly burning in Reputation's beautiful heterochromatic eyes.

"that……"

"Stand up," Renown said to Yamato Aqua with a smile. "Head straight, neck straight, shoulders down, stomach in, waist straight, buttocks up, legs together, knees straight, calf muscles pushing backward, weight on the balls of your feet, and keep smiling."

The smile of the man of prestige was natural and unrestrained, yet it carried an air of unassailable authority.

Seeing that Yamato didn't react for a moment, Renown immediately helped her up from the ground, patted her body all over, corrected her posture, and even reached out to rub Yamato's face and rubbed the corners of her mouth upwards.

You know what, even with such a dignified posture, you can't help but feel a certain elegance about Yamato.

"Being a maid is a profession that requires dedication, please keep that in mind," Reputation said to Yamato Aqua.

"I'm not a maid..."

"Yes, that makes sense. You're an apprentice maid," Reputation nodded and said. "Alright, come with me."

"Then, Admiral, Reign will take his leave." Reign ignored Yamato's reaction and bowed to Shiro and Lexington before leading the still bewildered Yamato away.

The two men disappeared from the admiral's office.

Lexington looked at the door to the admiral's office with a smile.

“What a twisted sense of humor,” Bismarck said quietly to Lexington. “You seem to be in a good mood today.”

"Hahaha." Lexington covered her mouth and laughed at Bismarck.

Did she make you angry?

"Hmm? No, I don't think so." Lexington smiled and shook his head.

Bismarck fell silent.

“Yes, but the money for reforming the prison didn’t come from her; I added it myself,” Lexington said.

“…” Bismarck looked at Lexington with the same look he had when looking at a demon.

“As long as you’re alive, you need to have goals.” Lexington folded the bill and threw it into the trash can next to her. “If you don’t have any goals, you’ll start to overthink things.”

—But no matter what, a goal of paying off debts over fifty years is still quite an impressive goal.

“Then we need to consider where the child will live,” Lexington said, looking at Bismarck.

"Can't you go back to prison?"

“How can we go back there?” Lexington smiled awkwardly. “If we did, Yamato would never be able to integrate into the naval base.”

Bismarck looked at Lexington in astonishment.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"I'm starting to understand why you're the secretary ship."

"Thank you." Lexington looked at Bismarck with some emotion. "In any case, we need to find this child a place to stay first. Are there any vacancies in the dormitory building?"

“Yes.” Bismarck nodded.

“It would be good to have her, but I’m not entirely comfortable letting her live alone in the ship girls’ building,” Lexington said. “Don’t let her age fool you, she’s only about the same age as Shiro. If she were isolated, it would be a huge blow to her emotional development.”

“…” Bismarck sighed, “Stay at my house.”

"Is there any room left at the Bismarck's house?"

“There is one,” Bismarck said.

Xiao Bai was stunned for a moment.

The Bismarck family did have an empty room, but that was where his brother used to live.

Bismarck always kept that room very clean; he shouldn't have let Yamato Fukami live there.

“Bismarck…that room…” Xiaobai asked.

“It’s alright, I’ll stay in that room. She can stay in my current room.” Bismarck shook her head.

“Well, that’s good.” Lexington said, looking at Little White. “With Little White around, she won’t feel lonely.”

Xiao Bai lowered his head.

Lexington smiled at Bismarck again.

“What are you laughing at?” Bismarck asked.

"Hmm? Well, I've only just realized why Little White is willing to live in your house," Lexington said, mimicking Bismarck's tone.

Bismarck looked at Lexington's smile and nodded.

"Thank you."

“You’re welcome. I’m just a stingy old woman, after all,” Lexington said to Bismarck.

"—She really did provoke you."

"Hahahaha-"

The soft, dazzling sunlight flowed down the curtains like water, accompanied by Lexington's clear, melodious laughter, creating an atmosphere of unparalleled beauty and allure.

Following the expert's recommendation, "The Method of Cultivating a Justice Hunter is Correct"

God gave me a sword so that I might come into the world to uphold justice.

……

What is justice?

My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror, and all my deeds are righteous!

Read as justice, written as recklessness.

You think I'm Saber? Actually, I'm Berserker!

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It tells the story of a strong-willed and upright Assassin who is unparalleled in a variety of anime worlds where the ordinary and the extraordinary intertwine.

Updates were infrequent before, but the author has recently made time and entered "word machine mode," which is definitely worth reading (thumbs up).

Chapter 195 The Husky and the Ship Girl Will Always Reach a Consensus

When Xiaobai saw Deep Sea Yamato again, it was 8 PM.

Wearing a neat maid outfit, Shinkai Yamato stood at the door looking haggard, looking towards Shiro who opened the door.

"Good evening, Admiral." Renown, who was standing next to Abyss Yamato, bowed to Shiro, who came to open the door.

"Good evening, Reputation." Little White greeted Reputation with a smile.

"I've delivered that person; Reputation will now withdraw." Reputation took a few steps back and disappeared into the corridor.

The ability of reputation to appear and disappear so mysteriously is truly remarkable.

Xiao Bai thought to himself as he looked at the dark stairwell.

"Then, Yamato-neechan, come in." Shiro extended her hand and led Yamato Shinkai into the house.

Deep Sea Yamato seemed exhausted and didn't react much even when being led by Shiro. She walked in somewhat dazedly, plopped down by the door, and took off her brown boots.

Her entire outfit was provided by Lexington and Reputation. Although it was just a trainee maid outfit, the quality was several levels higher than that of ordinary cosplay costumes.

"Is Yamato-neechan very tired?" Shiro asked curiously, seeing Yamato sitting silently by the door.

"Ah... I'm not tired..." Yamato Fukami stared blankly at the door, "I'm just a little doubtful about life."

"Huh?" Xiaobai was stunned.

Despite their constant teasing, Renown and Lexington actually take good care of Yamato Aqua, giving her suitable tasks that, while not particularly easy, won't tire her out.

The reason why Deepsea Yamato looks so haggard and empty is that it has been without internet for a whole day.