Elder brother's garrison

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The Deepsea Deans of the Naval Base, while very docile and obedient to the newbie, were merely making exceptions for him. Faced with this "outsider" who clearly didn't belong to the Naval Base, these Deepsea Deans immediately revealed their fangs, ruthlessly oppressing the judges in their own ways.

Although the deans of the deep sea have an aura and appearance that are acceptable and attractive to ordinary humans, their personalities... seem to lack some polishing in the short term.

The judges in the studio had never seen such an aggressive Dean of the Deep Sea before. Under their torment, the judges were all on the verge of collapse.

By the time Xiaobai found an excuse to get the Deep Sea Maids out of the studio and rescued the judges from their clutches, the judges inside the studio were already starting to lose consciousness.

However, even though the deep-sea maids made such a big impact on the judges as soon as they appeared, the judges still did not advise Director Chen as they had when they rejected Frederick. After they all calmed down, the judges looked at each other for a long time and only gave an ambiguous evaluation of "perhaps feasible".

Of all the people in the studio, only Director Chen maintained his high opinion of the Deep Sea Maids after witnessing their atrocities.

Even now, as a novice, seeing Director Chen's unwavering conviction, she couldn't help but admire him, saying that he truly deserved to be called a great director, as his insight and courage were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

That afternoon.

The selection process for ship girls at the new naval base has ended.

Although there were still thousands of ship girls who hadn't auditioned yet, Director Chen didn't continue. In his words to Xiaobai, "Ever since I saw the maids at the newbie naval base, I couldn't accept a second batch of candidates." Although he felt a little sorry for the ship girls, staying at the naval base to continue auditions would only be a waste of time. After briefly handing over the follow-up of the mission to Xiaobai and recording the information of the deep-sea maids, Director Chen began to pack up the studio and then quickly left the newbie naval base with his subordinates.

Before leaving, Director Chen returned the notebook filled with his signature to Xiaobai.

Although Director Chen is not a world-famous superstar, he is a well-known director. I heard that autobiographical books signed by him can sell for nearly 200 yuan each. Xiaobai's notebook probably has tens of thousands of Director Chen's flamboyant signatures, which can be regarded as a small fortune given to Xiaobai before parting.

sunset.

After seeing Director Chen and his group off, Xiaobai, who was standing at the gate of the naval base, watched Director Chen's van disappear on the other side of the horizon. She gently patted the notebook in her hand and carefully put it into her ship equipment space.

"Director Chen is such a good person..." Xiao Bai muttered to himself, turning and walking into the garrison. "What? So Mu Yu occasionally recommends reliable people to me..."

Chapter 2265 The Root of All Evil: Tirpitz

When Xiaobai returned to the admiral's office, the atmosphere was harmonious.

Lexington stood with a smile in the most prominent place in the office, while the Deep Sea Maids sat properly on the sofa, each with their heads bowed in timid obsequiousness, a stark contrast to their arrogant demeanor when they had bullied Director Chen and his group.

"Little White, you're back." Lexington looked at Little White and greeted him with a smile.

“Director Chen and the others have already left.” Xiao Bai nodded, then looked at the Deep Sea Maids on the sofa, “Um, Lexington, this is…”

"Let's have a quick meeting with Yamato and the others." Lexington smiled at the deep-sea maids. "In short, whatever the reason, such blatant bullying of guests is against the hospitality of our naval base. Yamato, have you properly recognized your mistakes?"

“Yes—” The deans of the Deep Sea Academy responded with their heads bowed and their spirits low.

"Huh? Reason? What do you mean?" Xiaobai looked at Lexington with some curiosity as he listened to her lecture.

"Yamato and the others deliberately attacked those humans."

"Hey?"

"They don't seem to want to be human idols. In order to successfully eliminate themselves, they just let themselves do whatever they want in the studio." Lexington sighed helplessly and shrugged at Xiaobai.

"Yamato-neechan, don't you want to become idols?" Shiro looked at Deepsea Yamato in surprise after hearing Lexington's words.

Upon hearing Xiaobai's question, the Deans of the Deep Sea Sect on the sofa finally looked up.

Yamato pouted, her face looking pitiful.

"Because, because..." Yamato Fukami fiddled with her hands, muttering softly, "I'm Shiro's wife... How could I, how could I, do something so unfair to Shiro, to go out, yes, to sell my body in front of a bunch of strange humans..."

"Then, then Sister Shenfeng is..." Xiaobai looked at Shenfeng Jiuling V Sanqiyi.

"Ahem, of course only Little White Sister can see my beauty!" Kamikaze puffed out his chest.

Xiao Bai looked at the other Deans of the Deep Sea again.

The Deep Sea Deans fell silent, but most of them seemed somewhat unwilling, except for the Deep Sea Musashi, Deep Sea Hindenburg, and Deep Sea Bismarck sisters. They didn't like to think things through, and it seemed they had just played around with what happened this afternoon.

"So that's how it is..." Xiaobai covered her forehead, thought for a while, and looked at Shenhai Yamato with some emotion, "Yamato-neechan, thank you... But... what does being an idol have to do with selling one's body?"

"Of course it matters!"

"for example?"

Singing, dancing, and making movies!

"Hmm... While it does involve some public appearances... it shouldn't amount to selling one's body, right? It's pretty normal, isn't it?"

"But, but we have to dress so provocatively! We have to sing those sexually suggestive songs, dance those sexually suggestive dances, and film those shameless movies!!!" Yamato Fukami covered her face, blush spreading from her cheeks to her ears, turning her earlobes completely red. "How can anyone do something like this!"

"Huh?" Xiaobai was stunned. Her mouth hung open. "What's revealing? What song? What dance? What movie?"

"Well, it's that kind of thing—" Deep Sea Yamato gestured frantically, and all sorts of strange words that Xiaobai had never heard of before, such as Bonnie Girl and xxx Paradise, came out like a barrage of bullets and entered Xiaobai's ears.

What is all this?

I dont understand.

Is Yamato-neechan talking about an idol?

Why is she different from the idol I imagined?

Xiao Bai was completely dumbfounded.

Lexington, standing behind Xiaobai, sighed. She walked over to Xiaobai and suggested, "Xiaobai, why don't you ask Yamato and the others where they learned about the idol profession?"

"Uh... well, Yamato-neechan, where did you learn about this from?" Shiro asked, puzzled.

"Of course it is! The internet!" Yamato Shinkai slapped his thigh and said seriously, "After you came back to the dorm and told us about this yesterday, Shiro, I went to look up information about my idol!"

“You wouldn’t find this kind of thing just by looking up information,” Lexington said from the side. “Yamato, did you ask someone you shouldn’t have?”

"No way! I didn't ask anyone!" Yamato Akami quickly interjected, but then her face flushed. "However... yesterday when I was looking up information, I couldn't find what I was looking for after searching for a long time, and Tirpitz saw this and offered to help me search..."

"Okay, the case is solved." Xiaobai suddenly realized.

“I knew it…” Lexington sighed with a smile, rubbing his forehead.

"Huh? Could it be that Tirpitz searched the wrong place for me?" Yamato Akami's eyes widened.

"Tirpitz would probably only recommend well-drawn idol doujinshi to you..." Shiro covered her mouth, looking at Yamato with a hint of helplessness, "Yamato-neechan, how many idol-themed doujinshi did you read last night...?"

“This—” Yamato Fukami blushed and lowered his head.

“Idols in the real world… well, I should say stars,” Lexington explained to the Deep Sea Maid. “These stars’ activities are all very healthy—at least we can be sure that the idol activities we participate in are very healthy, and the things you imagine will never happen.”

"Huh? Really?" The deep-sea maids all looked up.

"After all, this idol event is meant to improve the image of ship girls in the public's mind," Xiaobai explained with a smile. "If the event isn't well-organized, and the public is accidentally left with the impression that ship girls are a bunch of timid young ladies, then even if Mu Yu, who is in charge of the mission, had ten lives, it wouldn't be enough to repay the Admiral Headquarters."

“Oh, I see…” The deep-sea maids clasped their hands together, their expressions brightening briefly before quickly darkening again. “But, but we just treated the guests so badly… they should be very disappointed in us…”

"No way, Director Chen is extremely satisfied with you."

"How could this be?" the deep-sea maids wondered.

“That’s true.” Xiaobai nodded deeply. “When I saw Director Chen and the others off just now, we also finalized the follow-up arrangements. Director Chen left us an address, and we can set off there in a couple of days to start our idol training.”

"Idol training, does that mean going into human society?"

"Yes."

"And what about you, Xiaobai?"

"As your manager, of course I'll be going too," Xiaobai said with a smile, hands on her hips. "So? Do you still want to be idols?"

"Think about it!!"

The deep-sea maids stood up one by one, their eyes shining.

Putting aside whether he's an idol or not, the prospect of being able to leave behind the mundane routine of work and go on vacation with Shiro to human society is tempting enough. In the entire newbie naval base, apart from Surcouf, no one could resist such a fatal temptation.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the office became heated.

Xiao Bai quickly raised his hand and gently pressed it against the air in front of him, signaling the Deans of the Deep Sea to calm down.

"However! Before we set off, there's something I still have to say." Xiaobai raised her hand seriously and said, "This time when you go out, you will appear as ship girls, and you can no longer treat ordinary people in human society with the same attitude as before. The people there are very law-abiding, and you will scare them if you act like that."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" The directors of the Deep Sea Academy nodded rapidly, as if skimming the water.

"So, is that the decision?" Xiaobai asked with a smile.

"It's decided!" The directors of the Deep Sea Academy raised their hands, their eyes full of anticipation.

Looking at the lively Deans of the Deep Sea Academy, Xiao Bai felt a weight lifted from his heart and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hmm, next up is choosing the accompanying ship girls..." Xiaobai muttered to herself, touching her lips.

"Besides Yamato and the others, can we bring other ship girls?" Lexington asked.

"Sure," Xiaobai said with a smile, looking at Lexington. "Director Chen said we can bring some more ship girls; he'll take care of the reception. Um... speaking of which, Lexington, are you going?"

“Although things are getting quieter here at the naval base, it won’t stay unattended for too long. I’ll stay here and watch you guys on TV from here during the idol activities.” Lexington smiled slightly. “As for going home to see your parents for the New Year, Shiro, you can call me later. I’ll come directly from here to your place.”

"Alright..." Xiaobai thought for a moment and nodded.

"Has Xiaobai decided who to take back with her?"

"I've got an idea," Xiaobai replied with a smile after thinking for a while.

“I guess Missouri, Veneto, Fubuki, and Xiao Changchun are among them,” Lexington said with a gentle smile.

"We've been found out?" Xiaobai scratched his head sheepishly.

“After all, they’re wedding ships.” Lexington nodded. “Besides those wedding ships, who else is Little White planning to bring?”

"Hmm... let's bring some people who have some understanding of human society," Xiaobai said. "I don't actually know that much about human society. The place we're going to seems to be a very bustling metropolis. If none of us have experience living in a city, I'll feel very uncertain."

“I see, that’s the idea.” Lexington nodded.

"Oh right, Lexington." Little White stood on tiptoe and blinked as he looked at Lexington.

"What's wrong with Xiaobai?"

“I haven’t seen Saratoga today. Lexington, could you ask her if she’d like to come with us to human society?” Little White said with a smile. “Last time I went home, Saratoga was with me, so she’s a familiar face this time.”

"I'll pass it on for you." Lexington patted Little White's head.

Chapter 2266 York is like a young girl—

Crash---

squeak.

With the sound of a button being turned on, the showerhead in the bathroom stopped working, and the small bathroom was filled with a hazy mist of water vapor.

A graceful, snow-white figure emerged from the mist, grabbed a towel hanging by the door, and gently pushed open the bathroom door.

The door opens.

A cool breeze swept over us.

"Hiss—ha!" York shook his head violently like a kitten that had fallen into water. "Awesome!"

Large drops of water splashed onto the hallway walls as York swayed. York grabbed a towel, pulled it over his head, and ran toward the living room while drying himself.

A naked, graceful figure ran down the corridor, leaving a trail of clear footprints on the wooden floor.

"Hehehe~ Time to watch TV! Time to watch TV!" York jumped into the living room and shouted impatiently, "Baltimore! Has the TV show started yet?!"

"It'll start in a few minutes... They're playing commercials right now." Baltimore, sitting on the sofa in the living room, peeled an orange as he answered. "I heard that the little nurse is on the show again today... Huh?! York, what are you doing running around naked again?!"

Baltimore turned around and saw York, who was only wearing a towel and whose body was constantly dripping water onto the floor, and quickly stood up.

Baltimore rushed to York's side, grabbed the towel from York's head, and began to wipe her body with it.

"York, honestly, how many times have I told you? You have to dry yourself off and change your clothes before coming out of the bathroom. What if you catch a cold?" Baltimore grumbled as she dried York off. "You made sure to dry yourself off properly a few days ago, how come you've reverted to your old habits..."

York closed his eyes and enjoyed Baltimore's scrubbing, his posture perfectly cooperative, as if this wasn't the first time he'd experienced this.

"That's because the TV series is starting today!" York puffed out her chest matter-of-factly. "Besides, I'm a ship girl! Ship girls never catch a cold!"

"Even if ship girls have good physiques, that's no excuse for you to run out of the bathroom naked!" Baltimore pouted and lectured York. "As a girl, how can you stay naked at home all the time? It would be so embarrassing if someone saw you."

"Who else could see this besides you?" York shrugged nonchalantly and said with a smile, "It's just Baltimore and me living in this dormitory. Besides, even if the other seniors at the naval base saw us, I wouldn't care. We're all girls, after all—ah, does that mean you felt something when you saw my body, Baltimore?"

"Naughty!" Upon hearing York's witty remark, Baltimore's gentle eyebrows instantly stood up, and he raised his hand and lightly chopped York's forehead.

"Hehehe, sorry, sorry." York stuck his tongue out at Baltimore. "I know I was wrong."

"Honestly, the hallway must be covered in your footprints now." Baltimore pouted and pressed the cleaned York onto the sofa without saying a word. "You stay here. I'll go mop the hallway clean now, and then I'll go upstairs and find you some clothes. Don't move around in the living room."

"Hey—the TV series is about to start."

"There are still several minutes left, enough time to mop the floor." Baltimore grabbed a wet towel and ran out of the living room.

“It would have dried by itself if you just left it there,” York said, kneeling on the sofa with his backside sticking out, as he spoke to Baltimore in the hallway.