Elder brother's garrison

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Losing even one of them would be a fatal blow to the Dean of the Deep Sea Academy, to the point that she would be depressed for a long time.

Xiaobai patted Deepsea Yamato's head, gaining a deeper understanding of Deepsea Yamato's initiative in admitting its mistake and handing over Little Horn as an apology.

Chapter 1203 Do you need a younger sister?

"In short, don't be disappointed, Yamato-neechan. Actually, I came here to find you for something else."

Xiaobai spoke slowly to Shenhai Yamato, who was wrapped up like a spring roll on the bed.

"What else could it be?"

Yamato looked dejected.

"You just said you heard an explosion in the yard, right? Actually, that was the sound of the construction device."

"Huh?" Yamato stared blankly at Shiro. "She gave birth?"

"...Yes, she gave birth."

"Male and female?"

“…This one can’t produce male offspring.” Xiaobai released her hand from Shenhai Yamato’s forehead.

Wrapped up like a spring roll, Yamato rolled around on Shiro's bed a few times, neatly tucking the blankets back onto the bed, then stared with wide eyes and sat down in front of Shiro.

"Uh... um, so, who's that one that came out? Shinano or the ship girl version of Musashi?"

Deep Sea Yamato seemed much more energetic after that.

“No…” Shiro answered Yamato’s question. She rested her chin on her hand and thought for a while before turning her head to look behind her.

Iowa had been standing quietly outside the door until Xiaobai said those words, at which point she finally stepped into the house.

With a soft thud of footsteps, Iowa entered the house and looked at the bewildered Yamato Fukami.

"Hi~" Iowa smiled and waved to Deepsea Big and Small. "Nice to meet you, I'm Iowa."

"..." Deep Sea Yamato.

Yamato Fukami sat on the bed, mouth agape and eyes wide, quietly watching Iowa enter the room without giving her a response.

There has been no response for a long time.

"Yamato-neechan?" Shiro curiously stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Deep Sea Yamato's eyes.

Deep Sea Yamato turned its head slowly, looking at Shiro beside it.

"Iowa?" Yamato asked Shiro.

"Mm." Xiaobai nodded.

"Iowa?" Yamato asked Shiro again.

“…Mm.” Xiaobai nodded.

"You mean this... that popped out of that construction device that should be my sister's, is it Iowa?" Yamato Fukami pointed at Iowa and said.

"Uh, um, Yamato-neechan, let me explain..."

"Okay, I understand." Yamato Fukami nodded. "Your prank show is very interesting. So, where's the cameraman next?"

"...Yamato-neechan, it's true." Shiro reached out and slapped the hand of Deep Sea Yamato, who had already begun to deceive her.

"..."

Yamato looked at her hand, which was being held tightly by Shiro. She glanced at Shiro's sincere expression, then turned her head to look at Iowa, who was standing in front of the door with a bright smile, waving at her.

Yamato Fukami let out a deep sigh of relief.

She nodded.

He closed his eyes.

She slowly lay back down on the bed.

Place your hands in front of your chest.

A serene smile appeared on his face.

"Wait a minute, Yamato-neechan! This isn't a dream!" Shiro hurriedly pushed and shoved Deepsea Yamato, who was trying to wake up from reality. "Yamato-neechan, you have to accept reality!"

"No! No, no, no, no!!! I absolutely don't want this outcome!!!"

Yamato has finally accepted reality.

However, it was accepted with a rather strong sense of resistance.

Deep Sea Yamato gripped the blankets tightly, and no matter how much Shiro pushed her, she had no intention of sitting up.

Deep Sea Yamato rolled up in Shiro's bed, pounding on it with his limbs, acting like a child who hadn't received a birthday present, throwing a tantrum on the bed.

"Why?! Why her?! Where's my sister?! Why is it Iowa?! What the hell?! Where's Shinano?! Where's Musashi?! I want a refund!"

While lying on the bed in a helpless rage, Shenhai Yamato frantically pounded the pillow as if it were her enemy, making a series of cries that even Xiaobai didn't know how to handle, the kind of aggrieved crying.

"Oh dear...it seems I'm really not popular."

After seeing Yamato's reaction, Iowa walked to the bedside and looked apologetically at Yamato, who was kicking in the air while hugging Shiro's leg. "Yamato-senpai?"

"You bastard, Ahua!! Give me back my sister!"

With a thud, Yamato threw the pillow she was holding into Iowa's arms, then hugged Shiro's leg, crying and rolling around, "It's not fair! This is so weird! So weird! You said she was my sister! I spent a whole week gathering combat experience at sea for this construction device, and I even cut off a small corner as an apology!! Why did Iowa appear in the end?! This is so weird!!"

"Hey... Yamato-neechan, you really dislike Iowa that much...?"

"It would be a miracle if you liked her!" Upon hearing Shiro's voice, Deep Sea Yamato shuddered, then suddenly grabbed Shiro's thigh and jerked his head up. "I would never like her, no matter who I like!"

"???" Xiaobai was a little confused when she heard this. She turned her head and glanced at Iowa, who was standing by the bed, bending over and carefully observing Shenhai Yamato. Then she glanced at Shenhai Yamato, who was hugging her waist and fidgeting in her arms like a child.

It's rare for Deepsea Yamato to hate a ship so much...

Even when he had just walked out of the prison of the rookie naval base and met Lexington and Bismarck, who had beaten him up back then, Yamato's reaction was never this extreme.

Ok……

Rather.

Compared to the simple dislike she felt back then, there seems to be something... strange about Yamato's emotions now?

Xiao Bai was deep in thought, holding the ceremonial flag.

Who doesn't like Iowa?

what.

Do not know why.

A flash of insight struck Xiaobai, and he suddenly understood something.

Is it...

"Yamato-neechan...do you actually envy Iowa?"

Xiao Bai lowered his head and asked cautiously.

"Shock!" Deep Sea Yamato's arm holding Shiro suddenly trembled. "Wh-what?! I-I-I'm the world's strongest battleship, I-I-I...I didn't, I never envied her!"

Oh wow.

It seems so.

Looking at the embarrassed expression on Deepsea Yamato's face, as if he had been exposed, Xiaobai suddenly felt a little worried.

Although ship girls and ships are completely different things and cannot be generalized, ship girls are, after all, beings formed from the legends of ships in human history, so the history of ships does indeed influence the perception of ship girls to some extent.

A prime example is Hood, who was historically blown in two by a single cannon shot from Bismarck in the White House. Even now, he still gets a chill down his spine every time he sees Bismarck.

The Yamato battleship was a warship that represented the pinnacle of battleship design in human history. It can be said that the Yamato battleship truly reached the pinnacle of the battleship's tenet of being a massive, powerful warship.

Logically speaking, a top-tier battleship like the Yamato-class flagship Yamato should have written the most glorious and splendid chapter in the history of naval warfare, thus receiving countless praises from later generations and becoming a supreme warship accompanied by flowers and applause whenever she is mentioned.

But she sank.

—It was sunk alive by bombs and submarines.

—And it felt quite suffocating to be so heavy.

Not only did it fail to become a representative of battleships, it even became a negative example of "why big ships and heavy guns are not suitable for the current version," and in a sense, it became a pathetic laughing stock.

On the contrary, the Iowa-class battleships, the pinnacle of American cruisers, shone brightly after the sinking of the Yamato. They not only won numerous battles, but the Missouri also became a world-class star for its role in ruling World War II. The four Iowa-class battleships enjoyed great honors, and the whole family retired peacefully, ending their legendary lives.

—Tell me, how could this deep-sea Yamato not be sour?

We are all battleships.

We are all on the first ship.

I, Yamato, was clearly superior to Iowa in both fame and individual combat power, and was considered the world's number one potential star. However, all the Iowa-class sisters eventually became world-famous stars, while none of my Yamato-class sisters had a good ending.

It's not fair!

Yamato's resentment towards the Iowa-class submarines goes far beyond mere sourness.

It's so sour, like someone soaking in lemonade and cursing God for being unfair.

This time.

Abyssal Yamato suffered for a week, being chased and beaten by a bunch of strange white Abyssal Deans on the sea, then becoming a lifeguard on the sea, and finally gathering a fleet to capture ship girls in order to gain experience for building the device. After being caught by Shiro, she cut off her horn to apologize.

—Isn't it all so that I can have a younger sister to help me collect my salary and share the burden of life?

Isn't all this so that I can have a sister who can earn money in the future, so I can retire in peace?

This is just great.

Not only did his sister die, but an Iowa also appeared.

She's still a top-tier boss like Iowa!

The woman I never want to lose to, no matter who else I lose to!

This is practically Europeans throwing their punches and mocking you!

The moment this harsh reality shattered, Deepsea Yamato was reminded of his tragic life and his fate of being overtaken by the Iowa-class, which led him to angrily refuse to accept reality.

Figured this out.

Xiao Bai, however, also started to worry.

Standing next to Xiaobai.

Iowa, who was watching the Deep Sea Yamato, blinked and raised her eyebrows. After Shiro asked her question, she suddenly understood why she was so unpopular with the Deep Sea Yamato.

"Admiral, may I speak with this senior?"

Iowa said to Xiaobai with a smile.

"Huh? Uh... okay, sure..."

"Thank you, Admiral." Iowa moved closer to the head of the bed, then slowly lowered herself and knelt down in front of the bed. Under the threatening look in Akami Yamato's eyes, which seemed to say "Want to fight?", she gently reached out and grasped Akami Yamato's hand.

"You vixen, you're spreading your lies again!" Deep Sea Yamato stiffened, staring at Iowa's smiling face, and uttered a resentful voice, "Let me tell you, even if I, Deep Sea Yamato, die, I'll die outside, from here..."

"Yamato-neechan~" Iowa tilted her head and uttered a sweet voice.

"Huh?" Shiro and Yamato Aqua exclaimed in unison.

"Big sister~" Iowa smiled brightly and affectionately at Abyss Daiwa, and said in a sickeningly sweet voice.

puff.

That's the sound of Yamato's little heart being pierced by an arrow.

Chapter 1204 Something's Wrong, Something's Wrong (6000 words)

Yamato has always been a (self-perceived) cold-blooded, ruthless, and violent super deep-sea dean who, if thrown back 500 years, could even transform into a cold-blooded little monster, wreaking havoc on the sea and eating raw meat and drinking blood.

But actually.

Just like when people look in a mirror, their brains tend to subconsciously idealize their image.

Yamato's judgment of her own image is ultimately not immune to the common misconception that it deviates slightly from her true appearance.

What Yamato looked like 500 years ago is a question we'll set aside for now.

At least from the current perspective, the domesticated deep-sea yawaki that has been successfully domesticated is still a long way from the cold-blooded and ruthless deep-sea naval vessel that deep-sea yawaki imagines.

For example, in the generally accepted image of Deepsea Yamato in the newbie naval base, Deepsea Yamato is not only loyal and righteous, able to admit her mistakes and correct them, virtuous and capable, both literary and martial, but she also inexplicably cannot resist her younger sister, this magical species.