Elder brother's garrison

"..." Although Saratoga really wanted to ask how to take off the thing behind the corset, she could only let go of the hand that was blocking the Counterattack because she knew she was in the wrong.

Counterattack skillfully unbuttoned Saratoga's shirt.

After all, those who work as maids have practiced undressing and dressing thousands of times, and are already extremely skilled at it.

After being stripped naked like a banana, Saratoga turned her face away in despair.

Even if Saratoga is a carefree girl, she's still a girl.

In broad daylight, her top was ripped off. The girl was utterly humiliated.

Step 3! Continuously monitor their breathing and pulse, and begin cardiopulmonary resuscitation if necessary.

Counterattack placed his hand on Saratoga's arm and carefully felt it.

“Your breathing seemed normal before, and Miss Saratoga’s pulse was strong.” Counterattack withdrew his hand. “You seem very healthy. Is Miss Saratoga really experiencing heart pain?”

"Yes, it hurts a lot."

Saratoga said she is now not only heartbroken, but also ashamed.

“This touches on a blind spot in Counterattack’s knowledge.” Counterattack pulled out a bottle of nitroglycerin from its ship equipment space. “I don’t know if this will work. I didn’t think Miss Saratoga’s condition was too serious, so I didn’t need to take this first.”

“…” Saratoga looked at the bottle of nitroglycerin pills in Counterattack’s hand and fell silent.

Ship girls don't get sick, but that doesn't mean they won't die if they do stupid things. If they ingest a few ounces of arsenic or something, they'll still kick the bucket.

"This..." Saratoga asked cautiously, "Is it poisonous?"

"Well, medicine is a bit... well, you know," he countered. "It's okay. We prepared this in case the admiral had a sudden heart attack or something. It definitely won't kill anyone."

At this point, Counterattack glanced at Saratoga with bright, sparkling eyes, giving Saratoga courage.

"Believe me, I'm a professional maid!"

“…Hmm.” Saratoga really had no choice but to swallow her pride and bear it.

Fine, I'll eat it then.

Saratoga then reached out and grabbed the medicine bottle from the counterattack's hand.

Just then, a hand reached out from behind Saratoga and snatched the medicine bottle from her hand.

"This isn't something you can just eat casually," Reputation's voice came from behind Saratoga.

Saratoga turned her head and saw Renown, dressed in a neat maid outfit, holding a medicine bottle and watching the counterattack.

"Sister." Counterattack put down Saratoga, who was pretending to be sick, stood up, and bowed to his sister.

Renown looked down at Saratoga and sighed.

"Saratoga, put your clothes on first." Reputation's head began to throb as he looked at Saratoga, whose clothes were disheveled from the counterattack.

"Sister, Miss Saratoga has chest pain. It seems like she has a heart attack."

"Then what were you going to do by taking off her clothes?"

"...Isn't it said that we should keep our breathing unobstructed at this time?"

Reputation remained silent for a moment.

"Is there any ailment that a ship girl can't be cured by a repair bucket?"

……

"what."

"what."

Saratoga and Counterattack both realized this at the same time.

Ship girls don't get sick unless there's a problem with their equipment.

Conversely, if you want to cure a ship girl's illness, you can simply repair her ship equipment.

"Sister is wise." The counterattack expressed her deep admiration.

Renown lowered his head and looked at Saratoga, who was silently getting dressed.

"If you've had enough fun, take me to see the Admiral," Reign said.

With his reputation and discerning eye, he could naturally see that Saratoga was not sick at all; all the chest pain and heart pain were just an act.

Such clumsy deception techniques are simply a form of counterattack.

Saratoga's shoulders twitched.

It’s over.

It can't be contained anymore.

Sister, Jiajia did her best.

There will be another update at 6 PM.

Chapter 83 Old friends don't need to greet each other.

After getting dressed, Saratoga stammered as he approached the admiral's office with a mix of prestige and retaliation.

Because of Prince Eugen's gift, Saratoga, clutching an enormous teddy bear, did her best to minimize her stride, making her so small that even Saratoga herself felt she was too conspicuous.

But Prestige remained quietly behind him, without uttering a single objection.

That calm and composed demeanor and air of elegance truly befits his reputation.

Even if Saratoga is cunning, her reputation remains calm and composed, rendering all her schemes ineffective.

In the end, Saratoga and his group returned to the entrance of the admiral's office.

As Saratoga had suspected, the door remained open.

Oh no, my sister's reputation is ruined...

Saratoga covered her face, bracing herself for the end of the world.

"Hmm? Is it reputation? The counterattack is also happening." However, the result Saratoga expected did not occur. Lexington's calm and elegant voice rang out from behind the door.

Lexington stood on the other side of the door, looking at the three people in front of him.

"Did Jiajia put her luggage away so quickly?" Lexington asked.

The situation developed in a way that was somewhat unexpected for Saratoga.

Wait a minute, wasn't my sister just whimpering while hugging Little White? How come she's back to normal so quickly?

"Sister, where's Little White?" Saratoga asked.

“Little White is asleep on the sofa.” Lexington pointed to the black sofa in the admiral’s room. “He fell asleep after connecting with me just now.”

Saratoga looked in the direction Lexington had pointed.

Xiao Bai, dressed in a white military uniform, was lying on the sofa, sleeping peacefully.

Little White is not very tall, just big enough to fit into the entire sofa, which is why Saratoga didn't see him earlier.

Ah—that's true. As for Xiaobai, she hasn't reached the point where she can frequently use the Admiral's Network yet. Including her older sister, she's already linked with six ship girls today, which must be quite a drain on her resources.

Saratoga breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I fell into a strange sense of emptiness.

Who am I? Where am I? What was I doing just now?

A sense of powerlessness, as if trying to squeeze cotton, enveloped Saratoga.

Reputation bowed slightly to Lexington and walked to the sleeping Little White.

"Like her brother, she likes to push herself." Reputation's voice was like a clear spring, peaceful and clear.

Reputation crouched down, gazing quietly at Little White's sleeping face, somewhat lost in thought.

“Gaga hasn’t answered me yet. Is your luggage all packed?” Lexington asked Saratoga.

"Ah...not yet..." Saratoga had been busy cleaning up after her older sister and hadn't gone far from the building until just now, so she didn't have time to put her luggage away.

"Honestly, she's off playing with someone again, hasn't she?" Lexington sighed helplessly at her sister's ever-present mischievousness.

"Where did this bear come from?" Lexington asked, looking at the teddy bear next to Saratoga.

It must be said that this bear plush toy is quite large and eye-catching.

“It was Eugen who sent it,” Saratoga replied. “She was going out to retrieve some mail for Tirpitz.”

“Oh, I see.” Lexington picked up the tag on the teddy bear's packaging, which showed a surprising price. “Eugen really has no sense of propriety when it comes to gifts.”

Who says it’s not?

Saratoga thought to himself.

By the time Xiaobai woke up, it was already dusk.

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was the crimson clouds outside the window.

"Are you awake?" Lexington, who happened to be standing in front of him, greeted Little White gently.

"Ah...sorry, I think I slept a little too long." Xiaobai looked at her watch and realized that several hours had passed since noon.

“It’s alright, you’ve finished your work for today,” Lexington said.

Xiao Bai sat up from the sofa and stretched gently.

"Good afternoon, Master." Reputation's voice came from beside Xiaobai's ear.

"Eek!" Little White was so startled that it jumped to the side.

Reputation once threw Xiaobai over his shoulder, so Xiaobai has always been a little sensitive to Reputation's voice.

The Repulse stood beside the Renown.

These two maid ship girls usually like to stay by Shiro's side.

"Good reputation, good counterattack, I'm back," Xiaobai greeted the two maids.

Reputation and Counterattack bowed quietly and stood aside.

As an excellent maid at the naval base, it's enough for her to make her presence known to her master once; the rest is to be a quiet, unnoticed person.

This is a self-satisfying pursuit of prestige and retaliation, and Xiaobai has no reason to change it.

Looking around, there were no other ship girls in sight.

Speaking of which, I was with Saratoga and Bismarck the whole time when we went out to the banquet, so I'm still a little out of sorts now that we're back at the naval base.

After quickly finishing the remaining work, Xiaobai returned to Bismarck's house, concluding his day's work.

By tomorrow, most of the ship girls should receive news that Shiro has returned to the naval base, and then they'll be busy again.

For example, destroyers like Fubuki, Fubuki, and Fubuki will come to play with Shiro again.

Back at Bismarck's house, Little White met Tirpitz, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

Bismarck was probably still engrossed in stealing aluminum and hadn't gone home.

Tirpitz, bare-legged and wearing headphones, was sitting in the corner of the living room, playing computer games with a mouse.

The computer looked like it had just been unpacked; it hadn't even been placed on a chair yet, and data cables were scattered on the floor. Tirpitz was sitting cross-legged on the floor, playing with the keyboard and mouse.

Bismarck mentioned before that she was planning to buy a computer. It seems it has already arrived.

Tirpitz.

“…” Tirpitz, who was playing something, turned around, stared at Little White for a while, and nodded.

Xiaobai sat down next to Tirpitz.

"Do you know how to play this?" Tirpitz asked, pointing to the game on the computer screen.

The computer screen showed a multiplayer game that Tirpitz and Saratoga had played before.

Xiao Bai still remembers how Saratoga got beaten up by Tirpitz.

"Ah... well... um... I'm not really good at it," Xiaobai replied.

Xiaobai is interested in games with clear walkthroughs, such as collection or simulation games, but she's not very good at games that require skill and dexterity.

Tirpitz thought for a moment, then closed the game interface and switched to another game.

Dark music gradually began to play.