Elder brother's garrison

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Suddenly, a gentle and melodious voice called out from outside the living room.

"Oh dear, so you're leaving tomorrow?" Mrs. Bai wiped the water droplets from her hands, came to the living room door, and smiled at everyone in the living room.

"Mom!" Xiaobai stood up and came to her mother shyly. She rubbed her hands and said, "Because this trip is kind of like a half-vacation and half-business trip...we also have some plans for the future."

"Well, it's alright, we've stayed quite a while this time." Mama Bai sighed softly, reaching out to pat Xiao Bai's head. "But your little ship girls just said they want to stay here a little longer."

Upon hearing this, Changchun, who was sitting on the sofa, immediately pressed his legs together, straightened his chest, and looked nervously at Bai's mother.

Mother Bai gently rubbed Xiao Bai's head, smiling as she looked up at Changchun.

"Although you're leaving this time, you're always welcome here. Not just my daughter, you can come whenever you want," Mrs. Bai said to Changchun with a smile. "Changchun, your visit was a bit unexpected this time, but I'll prepare gifts for you next time you come."

"Ah! Thank you, thank you, Auntie!" Changchun was flattered and quickly stood up, bowing repeatedly in Bai's direction to express his gratitude.

Mother Bai smiled at Changchun, then patted Xiaobai on the back and said to her.

"Since you're leaving tomorrow, how about you sleep with Mom tonight? It's been so long since we've slept together."

"Okay! Okay!" Little White nodded.

White Mother took White's arm with one hand, and White naturally snuggled into White Mother's embrace, wrapping her arms around her waist with obvious dependence. A cute smile, unlike anything the ship girls had ever seen, bloomed on her face. The way she clung to her was like a small boat that had finally returned to port.

Ok……

After all, they are mother and daughter...

The ship girls were filled with envy as they watched Shiro and her mother being so affectionate.

"Changchun, Super Yamato." Mama Bai called out to Changchun and Super Yamato, then smiled gently, "Then I'll borrow your admiral for one night."

Changchun and Chaoda, who were on the sofa, were stunned at first. Then, looking at Bai's mother's all-knowing smile, their faces suddenly became hot and red.

Mother Bai and Little Bai snuggled together as they left the living room, went upstairs, and headed to Little Bai's room.

In the living room, the television was open, and the evening program "My Ship Girl Mother" was still playing.

The lively sounds stood out starkly against the silence of the ship girls.

"Ah..." Changchun's tense body relaxed, her face flushed as she cupped her cheeks, her slender knees bobbing together repeatedly. "Auntie, Auntie wouldn't know that I've already... with Chaoda, my sister, and the Admiral..."

"You two never take off your rings..." The female kitchen goddess commented to Changchun and Chaoda while eating potato chips, "Besides, you two are always hanging out with the Admiral. Even if you restrain yourselves a lot in front of your aunt, anyone who sees this kind of relationship would understand what's going on, right?"

"Yes, is it that obvious...?" Changchun said to the Kitchen Goddess belatedly, cupping his flushed face.

"...When have you ever seen the Admiral hug me or shove his face into my chest?" The female Kitchen Goddess looked away and grabbed a handful of potato chips, stuffing them into her mouth.

The voice of the goddess of the hearth sounded faint and unsettling; it was unclear whether she was stating a fact or complaining about something.

Changchun and Chaoda exchanged a glance.

"Then, in that case...we...ah!"

Changchun and Chaoda turned their gazes away, preparing to speak to the female hearth goddess again. But just as they looked away, they noticed a black figure suddenly appear in front of them.

The figure appeared quietly and quite suddenly, so much so that Changchun, who was completely unprepared, instinctively cried out in surprise.

But it's okay.

After the initial surprise, Changchun looked up and realized that the figure that appeared was none other than Hancock.

"Han... Sister Hancock?"

"..." Hancock lowered her head and looked at everyone. Her expression seemed unchanged from before, but for some reason, she seemed to be in a low mood.

"Sister Hancock, you...you just went to help Auntie wash the dishes...right, right?" Changchun asked curiously.

"..." Hancock nodded silently. She finally turned around, went to the empty seat on the sofa, and sat down alone.

At this moment, in the living room, Mr. Bai went to sleep in the couple's bedroom, and Mrs. Bai and Xiao Bai also left to enjoy some rare mother-daughter time in Xiao Bai's room, so only the four ship girls were left.

Changchun looked down and saw Hancock's hands.

Hancock's hands were slender and fair, her fingers covered in water droplets that hadn't yet dried.

Changchun reached out and pulled a few facial tissues from the coffee table, then leaned over to help Hancock wipe the water droplets off his hands.

"Sister Hancock, remember to wipe your hands..." Changchun said while wiping them.

Hancock let Changchun hold her hand, and carefully wiped the back of her hand, palm, fingers, and the spaces between her fingers with a cleansing towel.

"...The admiral's mother is not a ship girl."

Hancock spoke up.

"what?"

"what?"

Hearing Hancock suddenly speak, the ship girls and super yawaki present were stunned for a moment, and they all turned their gazes toward him.

Hancock looked dejected amidst the gathered gazes of the ship girls.

"Hancock, you, you mean... did you just go and ask Auntie directly?" Changchun was so surprised she could hardly speak.

“I asked,” Hancock said.

"Oh...you actually asked..." Changchun and the others immediately showed complicated expressions. "Then, what did your aunt say..."

“My aunt smiled at me first, then praised me for being very inquisitive,” Hancock replied.

"..." The ship girls gave a wry smile.

Indeed, among the ship girls currently residing in the Admiral's household, it seems that only Hancock could have done something like this.

Hancock lowered her hand, looked at the ship girls staring intently at her, and finally spoke, recounting what had just happened.

……

Ten minutes ago.

in the kitchen.

Just as Mrs. White smiled at Hancock, Hancock couldn't help but speak to her.

“This doesn’t make sense,” Hancock said to Mrs. White. “Tonight, when we went out to find Uncle, you were able to see the traces so far away at a glance. This is not the kind of vision that an ordinary human being can have. Moreover, when we came with the Admiral to secretly observe you before, you also spotted us from a great distance at a glance. I don’t think this can be explained by simple maternal love and intuition.”

"So, that's why you think I'm a ship girl?" Mama White asked Hancock with a slight smile.

“I don’t know.” Hancock lowered his head. “Logically speaking, ship girls cannot reproduce. If you can give birth to an admiral, it means you have dismantled your ship equipment and returned to a human body, but…”

“But if the ship equipment is removed, the ship girl’s abilities will also disappear, right?” said Mama White.

“Yes.” Hancock nodded.

"That's great, you have a great thirst for knowledge." Mother White pulled her hand out of the sink, wiping it as she praised Hancock. "So, clever little ship girl, what do you think I would be?"

“I don’t know…” Hancock’s eyes lowered slightly, “I just want to know.”

“That’s quite frank,” Mrs. White smiled at Hancock, gently patting his shoulder. “So, if I told you what I am now, what would you do?”

"..." Hancock shook his head.

Hancock considered many possibilities.

For example, White Mother might be a ship girl who retains some of her abilities even after her ship equipment is removed. Or perhaps White Mother is like Super Yamato, a deep-sea dean possessing intellect and humanity; or perhaps White Mother is neither a ship girl nor a deep-sea character, but rather a more unique being…

Each of these answers seems rather unusual.

It seems that each one is a secret that should be kept hidden for a lifetime.

"Hancock".

Just then, a gentle voice reached Hancock's ears.

Hancock looked up at his mother.

Mrs. Bai looked at her gently.

"Hancock, although you may have many different ideas about my identity, I am actually human, a pure-blooded human."

"..." Hancock stood there, stunned, and blinked unconsciously.

“I was human before, I am human now, and I will be human in the future,” said Mama White, gently removing her hand from Hancock’s shoulder. She smiled at Hancock and said, “If you don’t believe me, would you like to see the evidence?”

Chapter 3467 Farsightedness and Blindness

Is White Mother...human?

This unexpected answer lingered in Hancock's mind, not only failing to resolve his doubts but also generating even more questions.

Humanity?

Since we are human, why do we have such extraordinary vision?

How did you do it?

Is it possible that Auntie really has a rare, one-in-hundred-thousand-mile-seeing ability?

While Hancock was still in a daze, Mrs. White had already left the kitchen. About half a minute later, she returned to the kitchen and handed Hancock a stack of photo albums with a smile.

Hancock took the photo album in a daze, and then opened it at Mrs. White's smiling prompting.

The photo album was opened, and inside were exquisitely decorated photos of a little girl.

The photos seem to have weathered the elements and have a vintage feel, but the little girl in them is adorable, with a bright and infectious smile, and a warm feeling seems to flow out of the album.

The girl bears a resemblance to Xiaobai in terms of her eyebrows and eyes.

At first, Hancock thought that White's mother was showing her a picture of White when she was a child, but as Hancock looked at it, he felt that although the girl in the picture looked similar to White, she was not the same person as her.

The feeling that Xiaobai gave Hancock was one of gentleness, restraint, and uniqueness, like a lake in the forest, with a deer drinking water by the lake.

However, the girl in the photo is different. She is just as gentle, but even more cheerful and infectious.

"This is..." Hancock asked in confusion.

“This is me.” Mrs. White smiled at Hancock, her hands behind her back.

"...?" Hancock was stunned. She looked up at her mother.

“You wouldn’t believe it, but I looked a lot like Xiaobai when I was little,” said Xiaobai’s mother, her hands behind her back. She gestured for Hancock to look down, “Look again, look again.”

"..." Hancock nodded silently as she continued to flip through the pages.

The first photo in the album shows the girl when she was about seven or eight years old. Flipping through the album, there are photos of the girl as a baby, being held in the arms of another equally gentle woman, as well as photos of the girl taking her first steps, visiting an amusement park, riding on a hippo, and standing in front of an elementary school.

The degree of wear and tear on the photos varies depending on when they were preserved, but the sense of life they capture is incredibly authentic.

Hancock continued scrolling down, and the photos, which were originally in a somewhat disordered order, were finally organized after the elementary school period. Hancock could also clearly see how the little girl in the album grew up and gained more experience each year after entering elementary school.

For the first ten years or so, the girl in the photo was as smooth-skinned and cheerful as an admiral. But as she grew into high school, it was as if a sealed jar that had been stored for many years had finally been opened, and a sense of womanhood gradually appeared on the girl.

As the photos were updated, the girl's waist became slender and graceful, her legs gradually became long and shapely, and the symbol on her chest became more and more obvious. As she graduated from high school, entered university, did her university internship, and started working, the girl gradually became a woman, and her figure and appearance became more and more charming.

This is also getting closer and closer to the appearance of the real-world White Mother.

Finally, the photo shoot ended when another man, somewhat familiar to Hancock, appeared.

The man's face was young, familiar yet slightly unfamiliar. Hancock thought for a moment before realizing that this was the young, white father.

"What happens next?" Hancock asked, holding the photo album, still somewhat unsatisfied.

"The rest... is in other albums." Mrs. Bai said with her hands behind her back, her eyes closed, and a smile. "For details of the stories in the albums, you can check the love album of the middle-aged couple, as well as the album of their child's life."

"..." Hancock silently closed the photo album and handed it to Mrs. White.

"Do you understand now?" Mrs. Bai asked with a smile as she took the photo album.

“…Hmm.” Hancock nodded.

White Mother is indeed human.

Because White Mom can grow.

The album that Mrs. White gave to Hancock contains detailed photos from every stage of her life, from her birth to the present.

Ship girls and deep-sea creatures... from birth to death, they will always look the same.

In other words, ship girls and deep-sea creatures do not have a childhood; this is their most distinctive physical characteristic, aside from their extraordinary power.

White Mother is neither a ship girl nor an Abyssal, and most likely she is not something other than a human.

“But your eyesight…” Hancock asked Mrs. White.

“You mean my eyes?” Mrs. Bai smiled and reached out to cover one of her eyes. “It’s true that my eyesight is very good… but, well, that’s true… my eyesight wasn’t actually this good before.”

"?" Hancock was confused.