Elder brother's garrison

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The naval base was very quiet at night. The darkness was like a thin veil covering every inch of the bricks and tiles, which were then covered with starlight, making them look exceptionally dazzling.

Lexington sighed, thought for a moment, then gently pulled the lock and opened the window.

The windows were open, and a refreshing breeze blew into the office, ruffling Lexington's long, flaxen hair.

Lexington exhaled into the breeze, then turned around and smiled as she approached Little White.

"Is Xiaobai thinking of me?" Lexington asked with a smile.

"Ah...that, that is..." Xiaobai immediately lowered her head.

"So cute." Lexington smiled happily, but halfway through her smile, she pursed her lips and suppressed her smile, slowly sitting down next to Little White. "Little White... I... actually did think about taking a break."

"Huh? Really?" Xiaobai was shocked.

“Hmm.” Lexington patted White’s head. “After all, I’m a ship girl from the last era. So I have thought about retiring. There are more and more capable ship girls in this naval base now. I think that even without me, this naval base should get better and better in Missouri and the others.”

However, Lexington changed the subject at this point.

"...However...the idea of ​​retirement only lasted a day before it disappeared," Lexington said with a smile.

"Huh?" Xiaobai was stunned.

"I've been a secretary ship ever since I stepped out of the ship girl construction facility," Lexington said with a smile to Shiro. "For the past ten years or so, I've lived as a secretary ship. If you suddenly made me a regular ship girl, I would find it very difficult to adapt."

"Ah... Lexington, you mean..."

“What I mean is, I was born to be a secretary ship, I was yesterday, I am today, and I will be in the future,” Lexington said to White. “Being a secretary ship can be tiring, but it’s a familiar routine for me. I love this office, I love the feeling of sitting at my desk, and I love making a cup of tea in my free time, standing by the window, and watching the seasons change and the sun and moon rise and set.”

As Lexington finished speaking, he raised his hand and patted Little White's head.

“Speaking of which, Little White, do you know? There are rumors all over the naval base that I’m retiring, but my sister Saratoga, who cares about me the most, has never mentioned it to me,” Lexington said. “She’s never said a word about it to me at home.”

"Huh? Really?"

"Oh really."

"why?"

“Because Saratoga understands one thing better than anyone else.” Lexington hugged Shiro and whispered, “That is, her older sister, me… More than anyone else, she wants to be the secretary ship of this naval base. She’s not the kind of ship girl who would give up the identity of secretary ship so easily.”

Chapter 2555 Bismarck Returns from Stealing Aluminum

In the blink of an eye, more than three days have passed since the incident involving the secretary ship at the newbie naval base.

The sun was shining brightly at noon that day.

On the shimmering sea, a black figure rode the waves, slowly approaching the newbie garrison.

The black-clad figure stepped onto the dock of the newbie naval base. She first looked up at the gate of the newbie naval base, her scarlet eyes staring at the plaque of the newbie naval base with unusual quietness for a long time, until strands of seawater dripped down her hair and onto her shoulders, then she stood still and shook her head violently.

Snap snap snap...

Seawater splashed in all directions.

"Hey! Who's so inconsiderate? Can't you see I'm drying squid?!"

Loud protests soon erupted beside the black-clad figure.

The black figure turned his head to look and saw Sukhbaatar, wearing sandals and a straw hat, standing on the bricks of the dock, gritting his teeth and angrily swinging a fishing rod back and forth in his direction.

"This is private land! What kind of hooligan dares to—wait, isn't that Bismarck?" Sukhbaatar recognized the black-clad figure's face. Just a moment ago she was furious, but now she was calm and acted like a familiar friend. "Hey! I thought it was some hooligan, but it's you! Where have you been these past few days?"

“…stealing aluminum.” Bismarck looked at Sukhbaatar and answered simply.

"You really love your job," Sukhbaatar shook her head with a sigh. She picked up her fishing rod, grabbed a dried squid from the ground, and popped it into her mouth, smacking her lips as she said to Bismarck, "You've been stealing for three days straight without going home, haven't you?"

“Hmm.” Bismarck nodded, then looked at the dried squid on the ground that she had splashed with seawater on, and paused for a moment, “…Sorry.”

"It's nothing, it's just a few dried squid. We'll just wet them and dry them again, it'll just add some saltiness." Sukhbaatar shrugged, slung his fishing rod over his shoulder, and grinned at Bismarck. "Compared to this, Bismarck, you've really lost out by not returning to the naval base for three days."

"?"

Do you know what major events have occurred at the naval base in the past three days?

"...?"

“Don’t be surprised when I tell you!” Sukhbaatar raised his little hand excitedly and said to Bismarck, “Lexington has retired!”

"..."

"How about it? Isn't this news explosive? Exciting, isn't it?" Sukhbaatar asked Bismarck expectantly.

“…” Bismarck remained calm.

Seeing that Bismarck seemed completely unfazed, Sukhbaatar's interest vanished, and she slumped her head and sighed deeply.

"Sigh... never mind, let's just pretend I never said anything..." Sukhbaatar squatted on the ground, listlessly fiddling with the dried squid, muttering listlessly, "Honestly, at least give me some reaction! It's such a big deal about the naval base, any other ship girl would have turned liver-colored with fear immediately, damn it..."

Bismarck blinked, then turned her head to continue looking at the naval base gate.

Bismarck bid farewell to Sukhbaatar and entered the garrison.

After finishing her three-day aluminum-stealing mission, Bismarck had just entered the naval base when she was greeted by several ship girl juniors.

"Ah! Sister Bismarck! You're back!"

"Good afternoon, Bismarck!"

"Yo! Boss Cat!"

Most of the ship girls who greeted Bismarck were unfamiliar faces; they were ship girls that Xiaobai had acquired through various means after taking over the newbie naval base.

Because Bismarck wasn't very good at socializing, she didn't interact much with these newly joined ship girls at the naval base. However, seeing these energetic girls walking around the base, even though Bismarck didn't show it on her face, she actually welcomed these fresh blood into the naval base.

Bismarck nodded to the ship girl juniors who greeted her.

"Bismarck is as composed as ever. So cool!"

"Alright, alright, don't disturb Bismarck's work, she's very busy!"

"Boss Cat, let's go!"

The ship girls waved goodbye to Bismarck and left in twos and threes, their faces full of smiles.

"Speaking of which, did you attend the naval base secretary ship recruitment event a few days ago?"

"I heard that the admiral has recruited a lot of older women as his secretary ships."

"Wow... that's a harem..."

The spring breeze carried the whispers of the departing ship girls to Bismarck's ears.

As Bismarck listened to the ship girls' discussion, her gaze involuntarily drifted towards the admiral's office building in the distance.

After a brief silence, Bismarck continued forward.

Bismarck arrived at the garden of the novice naval base and was soon attracted by a series of voices.

Bismarck peered over and saw Succouv sitting on a bench by the fountain, clutching her stomach, with Richelieu squatting in front of her, looking concerned.

“Sukoff, how are you? Are you still feeling unwell?” Richelieu handed Sukoff a handkerchief. “You look terrible.”

"Is it...very bad?" Sukup raised his flushed face, his large eyes seemed to be filled with water, his gaze was unfocused, and he was breathing heavily.

“Well… in a sense it’s very bad…” Richelieu nodded.

"It's all because of the recent secretary ship election... I keep hearing people talking about the admiral..." Succou clutched her stomach, her smooth thighs trembling slightly on the chair. "I... I can't stand hearing the word 'admiral'... Seriously, why does the secretary ship election have to be such a big deal... Waaah..."

"Want some water?"

"Oh... thank you..." Sukuv nodded pitifully to Richelieu.

In the distance, Bismarck, who had been silently observing them from the bushes, stroked her chin thoughtfully before cautiously retreating back to the main road.

Bismarck continued walking towards the admiral's office building.

Soon, before Bismarck even got close to the admiral's office building, the sound of chains dragging on the ground came from the path in front of him.

Bismarck stopped and looked up.

Frederick the Great walked slowly toward Bismarck.

As she moved barefoot, a distinct metallic scraping sound emanated from beneath her.

Bismarck watched silently as Frederick the Great, dragging his shackles, approached him step by step, until he finally stood before him.

Frederick the Great also noticed Bismarck, and she stopped in her tracks.

“… Bismarck.”

"..." Frederick the Great.

Bismarck looked up at Frederick the Great's eye patch.

The two remained silent in the sunlight.

After about half a minute, Frederick the Great slowly bowed to Bismarck, then turned to the side, preparing to walk around Bismarck's body and leave.

Bismarck also turned slightly to the side, making room for Frederick the Great to pass through.

Frederick the Great, clinging to Bismarck's body, dragged his heavy shackles toward the rear.

"Frederick." At that moment, Bismarck called out to Frederick the Great.

"..." Frederick the Great stopped in her tracks, turned her head, and looked at Bismarck with her eyes covered by a blindfold. "...?"

"Did you know that Lexington is no longer the secretary ship?" Bismarck asked Frederick the Great.

"..." Frederick the Great was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly to Bismarck, "...I've heard of it."

“Yes.” Bismarck nodded.

"I'm leaving," said Frederick the Great.

“Okay.” Bismarck nodded again.

"..."

Frederick the Great, dragging his shackles, left alone.

Bismarck withdrew his gaze, looking at the blurry silhouette of the admiral's office building in the distance, a complex expression flashing across his crimson eyes.

"...It seems the news is true."

Bismarck hurried toward the admiral's office building, and as she encountered ship girls greeting her along the way, she simply nodded briefly, her pace unwavering.

Bismarck walked into the office building and arrived at Xiaobai's office.

Bismarck pushed open the office door.

"Lexington, come with me to steal aluminum..." Bismarck called out as he entered the office.

But the next second, before Bismarck could finish speaking, a lively commotion swept over them.

What appeared in Bismarck's field of vision was a lively yet harmonious scene. Four desks had appeared in Xiaobai's admiral's office at some point, and ship girls carrying various heavy documents were walking back and forth between the desks, with stacks of documents being passed around as they talked.

"Sister Lexington, this sea area report has been processed. Where should we put it next?" Iowa's voice asked.

"Just put it on my desk."

“Senior Lexington, Missouri has already categorized this exercise application for the naval base according to your requirements.”

"Thank you very much."

"Hmph, this little job is no challenge for them at all! Who do they think they are! If word gets out, people will think that people from Wisconsin can't handle the work of a secretary ship! Give me two more stacks! Two stacks for each of us!"

"As expected of Wisconsin. Here's the report on the list of ship girls at the naval base and the appeals."

"Ah... my back hurts so much, I really want to rest..."

"Hang in there, Hood? Let me massage your back."

"..."

Lexington sat in the secretary ship's seat, chatting with four other ship girls coming and going in front of her, looking nothing like a retired ship girl.

This differs somewhat from the vision Bismarck had envisioned.

Bismarck looked at the scene before him and began to think seriously.

"Huh? Bismarck, you're back?"

Just then, a voice called out to Bismarck, rousing him from his reverie.

Bismarck turned his head and saw that in front of the admiral's desk, Little White was sitting in a large stack of documents, looking at him with a smile.

Chapter 2556 She Didn't Retire