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"Sister, are you feeling anxious?" Mutsu looked at her with a smile and said:

"In terms of combat, our department is clearly not as strong as ours. And in terms of relationships, my sister still hasn't received the ring, so she's anxious about her own situation, and she extends this anxiety to others. For example, if she sees someone slacking off, she'll think they're holding the entire department back, and she'll blame the failure on others..."

Nagato took a deep breath and said, "Is that what you think?"

"Whether I think so or not is not important." Mutsu sat up, crossed his legs, and said seriously, "The key is that sister needs to be confident. How can you please the admiral if you keep a sullen face and complain about yourself all day long?"

Nagato said calmly, "What does it matter? The Admiral doesn't care about me anyway, let alone what I'm thinking or worrying about."

"So..." Mutsu sighed, and for the first time he straightened his chest and raised his head when facing his sister, and said in a high and mighty tone: "The Admiral actually likes you, at least he has a good impression of you. Just like those new clothes, if the Admiral really didn't care about them, why would he buy them specifically for you, sister?"

Nagato's heart moved, but he still kept a calm expression: "But the admiral has no intention of giving me the ring."

Mutsu slapped his forehead and said angrily, "Sister, you should quickly forget about this childish idea. If you just remain passive, you'll end up watching opportunities slip away!"

Nagato's eyes fixed: "Speak human language."

Mutsu blinked. "That's what people say... the admiral didn't take the initiative, but my sister did! Who says a shipgirl can't give a ring to an admiral? The Navy Headquarters has no regulations on such things, it's just a convention. If that's the case, why can't it be the other way around?"

Nagato was stunned. Although she knew that Mutsu's inflammatory remarks were actually stirring up trouble, a voice deep in her heart whispered to her:

Mutsu is right. Among humans, there are cases where women pursue men. Why can't ship girls take the initiative to pursue their own admirals?

Mutsu smiled slightly, she knew that Nagato had been persuaded by her.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mutsu struck while the iron was hot.

She tugged at her shoulder straps, which had slipped down a bit, and moved to stand in front of Nagato. She tugged at the old-fashioned beige shirt beneath her apron and said with a grin:

"How about starting with your outfit? Oh, and makeup, what's a girl without makeup? Although I'm already very beautiful, you wouldn't mind becoming more beautiful yourself, right?"

Nagato hesitated. Few girls would not care about appearance, but seeing her sister's smug expression, she finally activated Sun Quan's inherent skill: "Let me think it over."

"Okay then." Mutsu shrugged. She knew that this kind of thing could not be rushed. Her sister was rather arrogant in this regard, and it was not so easy to change her mindset.

Just as Mutsu was thinking about how to brainwash his sister, Nagato suddenly pointed at the bed and said calmly, "It's getting late. Breakfast will be ready in half an hour. You can clean up and tidy up the room first."

Before Mutsu could refuse, Nagato spoke first, cutting off her defense: "You also know how Bismarck treated Tirpitz when she was disobedient, right?"

"..." Mutsu looked at Nagato's small fist hanging at his side, clenched intentionally or unintentionally, and remained silent.

……

After washing up, tidying up the bedroom, and eating the loving breakfast prepared by his sister, Mutsu changed into a fashionable summer outfit, walked out of the house in sandals, and walked along the path in front of the door towards the pier.

"She said we should go out for a walk after dinner, but my sister doesn't even come out." Mutsu complained in a low voice, and selectively forgot that Nagato still had to do housework.

"Ah!" Two figures came running towards them, one in front and one behind. The short-haired girl in the lead cheered excitedly, "Can you keep up with her at this speed? Don't underestimate your sister, my foolish sister!"

"I won't give up just like that. Watch me!" The lagging girl with a ponytail suddenly sped up, and even with the intense exercise, she was still able to speak: "If it's just this level, I'll catch up to you, sister!"

"Haha, let's give it a try! We need to speed up!"

Two figures stirred up a strong wind and passed by Mutsu, blowing up the girl's hair and short skirt.

Mutsu carefully held down the hem of her skirt, turned around and looked at the two girls' backs, shrugged helplessly, "So energetic so early in the morning, is this what youth is? Come on, passionate girls, I, as a senior, should concentrate on figuring out how to deal with the admiral."

After stretching her body, Mutsu felt a surge of fighting spirit in her heart for a moment and wanted to join in, but when she saw the sandals on her feet and the clothes that were totally unsuitable for sports, she gave up the idea.

"Sometimes having too good a figure can be a problem." Mutsu lifted the lower edge of his chest, feeling the heavy weight, and sighed seemingly helplessly.

With her figure, if she wants to exercise, she must wear special sportswear, otherwise it will not only affect the exercise effect, but also be very painful. Every time this happens, Mutsu will envy those flat-chested ship girls.

"So, the reason I don't exercise is not because I'm lazy, but because it's God's will." Mutsu said to himself with a smile, walking slowly along the path.

Soon, the road was about to come to an end. Mutsu looked at the time and saw that breakfast was almost ready. He was about to turn back when he suddenly noticed that at the end of the road, on the side of the road at the pier, there was something white reflecting the sunlight, which was a bit dazzling.

"Huh? This is..." Mutsu narrowed his eyes and observed carefully with all his strength. The next second, a hint of shock flashed in Mutsu's eyes.

"Is it the Admiral and... Montana? What are they doing?" Mutsu rubbed his eyes, somewhat unable to believe what he had just seen.

If it were any other girl, she might have been scared away by the scene before her, but Mutsu was different. After a brief shock, she felt that this might be an opportunity for her.

"So, a girl who loves to laugh won't have bad luck, and good fortune will always bring good luck!" Mutsu muttered softly, slowly walking over and pretending to greet casually: "Admiral? That... is Montana?"

Mutsu noticed that the admiral turned his head a little stiffly.

"It's... Mutsu." Xue Cheng waved his hand and leaned sideways to try to block Montana, although he knew it was useless. "Why are you here?"

Montana leaned out from behind Xue Cheng. Although she was only wearing a shirt, she did not show any shame. She greeted Mutsu calmly: "Hello."

"I just had breakfast and came out for a walk." Mutsu put his hands behind his back and walked over at a leisurely pace. She first greeted the two of them, then looked at Montana, then turned her gaze back to Xue Cheng's embarrassed face and blinked: "Admiral...what are you doing?"

"I..." Xue Cheng didn't know how to explain for a moment.

"The Admiral suggested I go without clothes." Montana seemed unaware of the extent of the damage her words had done. "I'm trying to adapt. It feels weird to take off my clothes. I'm not used to it."

“…” Mu Ao looked at Xue Cheng with strange eyes.

"Don't use that kind of statement that could easily lead to misunderstandings!" Xue Cheng nearly went crazy. His innocence was at stake, so he couldn't afford to be careless in the slightest. "I clearly just told you not to wear that uncomfortable suit anymore, so who told you to take it all off?"

Montana tilted her head, a hint of confusion crossing her face. "But when I go out, I usually only wear my battle suit."

"That's the problem!" Xue Cheng said angrily, "What girl would go out all day wearing only the clothes that come with her ship uniform?"

Mutsu pursed his lips and said nothing.

It seems... my elder sister hates the hassle of choosing clothes, and often only wears the same clothes she wore when her ship suit was activated when she goes out?

Well, does this count as being shot even when lying down? Mutsu thought to himself

Just at this moment, Nagato, who was cleaning the house, suddenly sneezed without any warning.

"Huh? What's wrong with me? Did I catch a cold?" Nagato covered his mouth, looking confused.

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229. Montana Reconstruction Plan

Montana said nothing, she didn't think she had done anything wrong.

"I see." Mutsu tapped his chin lightly with his finger, pretending to understand something. "So, Admiral, you want to change Montana's fixed ideas? I think that seems difficult."

"It's indeed a bit difficult. Does Mutsu have any good ideas?" Xue Cheng's face was depressed. Montana had such an attitude mainly because of his lack of emotions, and he didn't understand psychology at all.

As he spoke, Xue Cheng looked at Mutsu's clothes, a gleam in his eyes, and he said thoughtfully: "Mutsu seems to know how to dress well."

"Not bad." Mutsu glanced at him seductively. Did she finally notice? In order to attract the admiral's attention, she had put a lot of thought into her outfit and makeup.

Xue Cheng said tentatively: "What if..."

Xue Cheng was interrupted before he could finish his words. Mu Ao raised a finger and waved it in front of Xue Cheng, saying with a smile, "One condition."

"What?" Xue Cheng was stunned.

"Admiral, agree to one condition of mine." Mutsu pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a cunning smile like a little fox:

"I'm not that idle. I have a lot of things to do. Admiral, you're taking up my personal time. Shouldn't you give me some compensation?"

Xue Cheng showed a vigilant expression: "What are your conditions? Let me make it clear first, don't be too extreme, otherwise I will find someone else. There are still many people in the garrison who know how to dress well, such as Richelieu."

Mutsu curled her lips. Originally, she really wanted to use this incident to blackmail the admiral, but since the admiral said so, she had to compromise.

"The conditions are simple." Mutsu smiled and winked at him. "Since Admiral has taken up my time, why don't you compensate me with some of your own time? For example, how about we go on a date?"

A date? And with a beautiful and alluring girl like Mutsu? Is that even worth considering? It's a sure win!

Xue Cheng agreed without even thinking about it.

Mutsu beamed, appearing particularly delighted. However, Montana, standing beside him, seemed to have a different opinion: "Wait a minute, whether it's me who benefits from this or the one who's wasting my time, I'm clearly the one who's making a request to the Admiral. Why are you making this request to the Admiral?"

"Eh? Well..." Mutsu rolled his eyes, coughed lightly, and tried to persuade: "It's not your responsibility anyway, wouldn't it be better for the Admiral to pay for you?"

Montana shook her head, "I should take responsibility for my own actions. I don't like having others take over my responsibilities. So, regarding the date, I will make time to accompany you."

Who wants you to accompany me?! Mutsu was almost laughed out of anger. She made such a request for other reasons. If it were someone else, they would see at a glance that she made such a request just to be alone with the admiral. However, Montana...

Should we say this girl is a bit dull? Or does the price of great power come with personality flaws?

Hey, it seems to make sense. For example, Veneto, such a powerful battleship, is not occupied by a tall and plump lady, but a little loli sitting on a chair whose legs cannot even touch the ground.

St. George, a ship with both beauty and strength, suffers from poor speed.

Little fat girl South Dakota... Oh, South Dakota successfully lost weight after the transformation and is not fat anymore. In short, although she is strong, she is always silly and is often suppressed in verbal conflicts with Washington.

During the exercise, as long as Washington made a few provocative remarks, she would lose her composure and be easily defeated by Washington by seizing her flaws.

Or maybe Missouri... This example is wrong. Missouri is one of the few battleship girls who is both capable and has no obvious shortcomings.

Mutsu's mind was full of random thoughts, but he didn't hesitate. He said with a smile: "It's not that I can't understand Montana's pride, but can the admiral be considered someone else?"

Montana tilted his head.

"I understand Montana's reluctance to bother others, but if the target is the Admiral, there shouldn't be any need to be so distant, right?"

Mutsu said, "If a husband and wife have to mind even a small favor, then the relationship is too sad. Montana doesn't want to make the admiral sad, right?"

"This..." The simple-minded Montana didn't think too much. She looked at Xue Cheng and saw him nod encouragingly. After hesitating for a moment, she agreed: "Okay, I'll leave it to you, Admiral. And thank you for your reminder, Mutsu."

Xue Cheng's mouth twitched wildly when he heard this. Girl, you've been deceived, okay?

It is true that couples don't need to mind helping each other out a little, but the premise is that this favor does not harm their own interests. Your husband is about to go on a date with someone else, and you actually have to thank him?

What you need to do most now is to take out your main gun and smack this troublemaker vixen in the face!

Although he thought so, as a vested interest, Xue Cheng did not remind Montana of his plan. He casually asked, "So, when does Mutsu plan to start teaching?"

Mutsu's eyes rolled around. She checked her phone. It was not yet eight o'clock, so there was still plenty of time. She said, "How about going to my house?"

"Okay, let's go now." Xue Cheng pulled Montana up and was about to leave, but received a big roll of the eyes from Mutsu.

Xue Cheng was confused. Mutsu pointed at Montana's clothes and said unhappily, "The Admiral doesn't intend to let Montana walk around dressed like this, does he?"

"..." Xue Cheng looked at Montana, who was confused, and smiled awkwardly.

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That piece of clothing that fits me perfectly but is barely enough to be a dress on Montana is fine if I just wear it at home as pajamas or a bathrobe, but if I wear it outside... I'll be considered a pervert with a special fetish, right?

Of course, the one who was regarded as a pervert must be Xue Cheng. Everyone knew Montana's situation, and this piece of clothing was obviously men's. Who asked her to wear it like this? The answer seemed obvious.

"Then I'll change back first." Although Montana didn't think there was anything strange about this kind of clothing, she also knew that some of her ideas were different from others, so she often chose whether to listen to other people's opinions based on the current situation.