Elder brother's garrison

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"Actually, I wanted to tell you this before, but I just didn't know how to bring it up."

"?"

"...Actually, I saw Muxi when I went to the president's hometown."

"!!!" Richelieu's shoulders trembled instantly at the mention of the word "Osmanthus," and her eyes widened as she stared at Xiaobai, waiting for her to continue.

“Let’s leave aside what happened between Muxi and me back then. In short, Richelieu, you can consider this a chance for me and Muxi to have a conversation,” Xiaobai said to Richelieu.

“Hmm.” Richelieu looked at Little White with some nervousness.

Ultimately, Richelieu is still a ship girl of Osmanthus.

“Muxi knows you’re with me now,” Xiaobai said. “I thought Muxi would ask me to return you to her, but it seems she didn’t actually ask us to return you to her.”

"..."

"Oh, right, although Muxi didn't ask us to take you back, she didn't abandon you. Actually, she's just very clever and knows that even if we ask for you back, we won't hand you over. Later, she just asked me to pass on a message to you."

“?” Richelieu looked at Little White with curiosity.

"—Richelieu, put down your burdens and enjoy life," Xiaobai said with a smile to Richelieu.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The exhibition hall was bustling with activity.

"Sir, your flyer has fallen. Please remember to patronize us often!"

"Hey~boy—Do you like ship girls? Here's a brand new version you've never seen before!"

"Friends who love ship girls—Hachimaroo!"

"Go away, I'm not cosplaying, stop taking pictures—HuaQ!!!"

At Richelieu's original spot, the pursuer was sweating profusely as she busied herself among the crowd, handing out flyers to the mysteriously missing Richelieu while carefully scanning the surrounding people.

Finally, Richelieu's dejected figure slowly emerged from the crowd.

"Richelieu! You jerk! Why are you skipping work again! I'm exhausted from managing the venue and covering for you!" The pursuer, seeing Richelieu, couldn't help but wave his hands angrily. "There are so many people in the venue! You should have told me if you needed to leave! What if you got lost? There are lots of bad people here too! Hugs! Hugs! Hugs!"

Chapter 992 My Black Cleaver!

The pursuer, clutching a thick stack of leaflets, spoke as he repeatedly slapped the leaflets against Richelieu's chest.

As the pursuers moved, a series of slapping sounds echoed across Richelieu's chest.

"Did you hear me! Did you hear me! If you dare to disappear again, I'll assume you ran away and I'll get Saratoga and the others to beat you up!"

“…” Richelieu raised his head in a daze and remained silent for a while as he pursued the pursuers.

Richelieu's expression was somewhat blank. She stared at her pursuers with her eyes wide open. As she looked, her large eyes suddenly reddened, and then, for some reason, two lines of tears suddenly streamed down her face.

“Waaah…waaah…waaah…” Richelieu reached out and suddenly hugged the pursuer.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeai ...

"woo woo woo woo……"

"I...I...I...Why did you suddenly start crying? I...I didn't mean any harm...Um, to be honest, this is your own fault..."

“Wooo ...

"Ahhh, stop crying, stop crying! I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong, okay?! Seriously! I've already handed out the flyers for you! Go rest in the back!!"

"Wa ...

"Grandma, what's wrong with you?!"

Richelieu hugged the pursuer's soft waist, squeezing her tightly as if trying to force her into her body. She rubbed against the pursuer's shoulder, and no matter what comforting words the pursuer said, the tears in Richelieu's eyes showed no sign of stopping. In fact, with the pursuer's comforting words, her crying seemed to grow louder and louder.

Among the crowd, those drawn by Richelieu's cries couldn't help but look over. They stared at the pursuer, who was embracing Richelieu and whose waist was almost bent at a ninety-degree angle, and their eyes lingered for a few moments before they all showed surprise.

"Huh? Why is there a girl crying over here?"

"What? Oh, aren't those the girls who sold comics earlier?"

"What's wrong? Is the boss bullying the employees? Oh dear—"

"Where there's gossip, there's gossip—wow, this girl's waist looks so flexible—"

"Hmm? This girl looks familiar... Uh, wait a minute, isn't she a streamer? Oh my god! I remember now! This girl is a streamer! The one with the flowery Q! She's a Kantai Collection character!!"

"Hana Q? Ahhhhh, I remember now, wow, she's a real ship girl!!"

Inside the museum, as Richelieu and his pursuers gradually came into view, the crowd flowed in like a river, instantly surrounding the center of the venue. Discussions and doubts arose from all sides, and the place seemed to be besieged on all sides.

It was as if a handful of gunpowder had been thrown into a pot of boiling oil.

The entire venue was more lively and bustling than ever before.

The cheers and clamor of the crowd almost instantly lifted the entire venue, and in no time, pedestrians throughout the venue spread the word and began to crowd together.

"Eek eek eek eek—I, I didn't, I didn't—" The pursuer's face immediately turned pale.

"It's you, it's you, it's you! I've watched your livestream, Miss! I even sent you gifts! I was there when your admiral carried you away! I've seen you picking your toes! I've seen you bragging! Wow, Miss, you really are a ship girl! You're so beautiful in real life too!"

"I didn't! I really didn't! You've mistaken me for someone else!"

"Autographs! Autographs!" the crowd chanted, pulling out their phones. "Take photos! Take photos! Pay QQ! Pay QQ!"

"Please come back to streaming, Miss! We miss you so much!!! Is your Admiral here?! We want to see the Admiral! We want to see the Admiral!"

"Ugh, so annoying!"

Amidst the clamor of voices.

No one noticed.

Just then, two white figures secretly slipped out of the building together amidst the crowd.

They disappeared into the distance, as if fleeing for their lives, at the end of the road.

at the same time.

a long distance away.

The streets, brimming with exotic charm, were bustling with traffic, and the train station was filled with people coming and going. Many tourists who had come from afar couldn't wait to get out of the station, grabbing a map and gazing at the surrounding scenery with shining eyes and excited expressions.

"Ring ring ring————"

Near the train station, a coffee shop's doors were wide open. A young girl walked out and stood at the entrance, quietly observing the surrounding scenery for a while before letting out a somewhat complicated sigh of relief.

"What a beautiful view..."

The girl murmured to herself, then closed the coffee shop door behind her. She squatted down on the floor, pulled out a wooden sign that read "Closed" from the corner, and hung it on the doorknob.

The girl had just taken out her key and locked the door when she heard soft footsteps approaching her.

The girl turned her head.

A small figure was walking towards him.

A head of snow-white hair swayed in mid-air with her steps, and as she swayed, the figure stopped in front of the girl.

It wasn't until the figure stopped in front of the girl that she realized it was actually a girl who looked very young.

The girl secretly observed the girl.

The girl had a pair of dark gold eyes, like those of a doll, with a very calm gaze that showed no signs of life. She was holding a long, narrow object that was tightly wrapped in a piece of cloth. Only when she arrived at the coffee shop did her eyes slightly turn towards the doorknob.

"Is the shop closed?" the girl asked, her face expressionless.

The voice was clear and melodious; although it was speaking, it gave people the feeling of a peaceful night.

"Yes, I'm very sorry, but our shop has closed down starting today." The girl bowed to the girl.

“…Oh.” There was a subtle hint of regret in the girl’s voice. She lifted her foot and walked straight toward the train station behind her without lingering any longer.

"If you don't mind, I can make you a cup of coffee. Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm quite confident in my ability to mix and match coffees," the girl called softly to the girl's retreating figure.

The girl didn't stop walking; she just turned her head slightly, glanced at the girl at the coffee shop entrance, and then turned back.

The girl's figure eventually disappeared into the train station.

“…A strange person.” The girl murmured softly, looking at the train station entrance.

Before the girl could finish tidying up the things at the entrance of the coffee shop, another series of footsteps sounded from behind her.

Where did Miss Bai go?

"Ahead! It's at the train station! Don't lose them again!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!!"

"It's been so quiet for so long... why did it suddenly..."

A hurried voice came from behind.

The girl turned around and saw several pretty young women dressed as nurses, their faces filled with panic, running towards the train station while panting. As they passed by the coffee shop, the strong wind from their rapid running almost blew the straw hat off the girl's head.

The girl quickly pressed down on her hat, bent down to look at the retreating figures of the group of panicked nurses, and tilted her head in surprise.

On the seashore.

In the fortress's hall, the banquet among the admirals had never stopped since the Wisconsin party. As the admirals slept and woke up, drank, got drunk, and slept again, the banquet continued intermittently. In the blink of an eye, it had been three days and three nights.

"You little bastards! Back in the day, I was at least one of those people who were worthy of Lu Yun at a banquet—you lot, you're still a long way from getting me drunk!"

At the dinner table, Mu Yu swayed and put her arm around a group of naked men, each carrying a bottle of beer, her face flushed.

"The Governor has quite the capacity for alcohol!"

"The Governor is awesome!"

Below the stage, the admirals, lying haphazardly on the ground, were already incoherent from drinking. They half-closed their eyes, raised their beers high, and laughed loudly.

"Nonsense! I'm awesome! Do you need to tell me?!" Mu Yu, hiccuping from alcohol, struggled to stand up, supporting himself against the naked man beside him. "You guys, you're supposed to be admirals of Chapter Seven, it's one thing to be outdone by me, but how come you can't even outdrink this guy from Chapter Five? Hahaha, so weak—"

Mu Yu, supporting the man beside him, wore a smug smile. He pointed a finger at the man and said, "I've taken a liking to you, you can—"

"Thank you, thank you—"

"Come on, I'm rewarding you for having a good day. Tell me, and I'll do something for you unconditionally..."

"It's all gone, I'm fine now!" The naked man, tears welling in his eyes, laughed heartily. "Now I have a bunch of best buddies, hahaha!"

"Great! I love it!" Mu Yu's eyes lit up, and she grabbed a beer glass and started chugging beer with the man. "—Cheers!"

The alcohol, once ingested, seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. Mu Yu and the naked man beside her both collapsed to the ground, and the naked man's gurgling sounds echoed around Mu Yu.

"Damn, I admire you, but I'm not gay!" Mu Yu pushed the naked man away and shakily got up from the ground. "I... I want to go back to my room and sleep by myself..."

"belch."

Hiccuping from the alcohol, Mu Yu scrambled out of the fortress hall and walked down the corridor to his room.

Open the door.

Mu Yu wiped her face as she climbed onto her bed, gazing at the ceiling with a satisfied smile.

"Hiccup—those bunch of idiots—"

Sleepiness crept in.

Mu Yu yawned sleepily, turned over, and then looked toward the head of the bed.

On Mu Yu's bedside table lay an empty scabbard.

That place was originally where Mu Yu's military knife, "Deep Sea Killer," was displayed.

"……belch."

"Eh...are you drunk...?"

"belch."

Mu Yu, somewhat dazed, reached out towards the scabbard.

"Where...where's my Black Cleaver?"

Chapter 993 A Familiar Taste

Since it was a rare opportunity to hang out with Odin, Xiaobai and Odin didn't rush back after leaving the comic convention. Instead, they spent some time exploring the city.

Although Xiaobai and Odin have only known each other for a short time, the relationship between ship girls and admirals is quite special. Once a ship girl and an admiral establish a relationship, even if they have only spent two days together, their relationship will quickly grow to the point where they can happily hold hands and go shopping together.

After wandering around the city for a while, a faint red glow appeared on the edge of the slightly darkening sky, indicating that it was getting late.