After preventing the world from being destroyed, the ship girls started acting strangely.

York City, having finally gotten such an opportunity, naturally didn't want to let it slip away.

Thoughts raced through Yorktown's mind, and soon, Yorktown's attention settled on some fruits that the commander didn't want to eat...

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"Ugh! Yorktown sister is biased! Why does the Commander's fruit salad have yogurt, but mine doesn't?"

Harman was happily enjoying her after-dinner fruit, daydreaming about how she would spend the afternoon with the Commander, when she looked up and suddenly noticed that the fruit salad Yorktown was holding was covered in tempting white yogurt. Thinking that Yorktown was being biased, Harman immediately pouted and said unhappily.

"No, Harman's and the Commander's are the same. This yogurt was just added by the Commander as a reward for me. It's the result of my hard work."

As he spoke, under Harman's envious gaze, Yorktown put the fruit covered in yogurt into his mouth.

Special yogurt as a reward from the commander?

Hmm...okay, I'd like to try it...

Seeing the expression of enjoyment on her Yorktown sister's face, and how she was licking her fingers because the food was so delicious, Harman swallowed hard and suddenly felt a little hungry for some too.

But when the words were on the tip of her tongue, Harman still said awkwardly as always, "Even if the yogurt rewarded by the Commander is special, how special can it be? It all tastes the same."

"Well, how should I put it? Regular yogurt does taste the same, but the one the Commander rewarded is a bit different. It's incredibly fragrant and delicious, with a slight hint of that unique fresh, slightly fishy smell..."

Having tasted the feeling of being a commander for the first time, Yorktown felt his head getting hot. As he spoke, he realized he had chosen the wrong target to brag about, and his already rosy cheeks became even more embarrassed. Yorktown quickly coughed twice to ease the awkwardness.

"Ahem, anyway, it's going to be much tastier than regular yogurt. You'll see when you grow up, Hamman."

"Is it really that good? I don't believe it..." Listening to her sister's description from Yorktown, Harman became even more eager to try it.

Chapter 47 The secret to making fruit salad taste better is—

"Alright, alright, don't listen to your Yorktown sister's nonsense, she just wants to eat it herself."

Seeing that Yorktown's words had successfully caught Harman's attention, You Ran felt a little embarrassed and quickly interrupted.

“If you don’t want to give it to Hamman, then don’t. Commander, why are you lying? Hamman isn’t that greedy…” But Hamman heard these words and they took on a different meaning.

Seeing that the more she explained, the more confused things became, You Ran could only smile and remain silent, lest she arouse Harman's rebellious mentality and make him insist on trying it, which would make You Ran feel guilty.

"Sister Yorktown, I've finished eating. Thank you for bringing me lunch today. You should go home and rest early too." Harman said impatiently as she finished the last piece of apple in the lunchbox, pouting.

"But what if I want to spend more time with little Harman?" Yorktown rubbed against the commander in her arms, feeling a little reluctant to part.

Knowing that if things continued like this, the commander might not be hers anymore, Harman immediately said righteously, "No! The commander is about to start working, you'll disturb him!"

"Well... alright then, since the Commander still has work to do, I won't disturb him any longer."

Yorktown easily saw through Harman's thoughts, but it had already gained a lot today, so after hesitating a little longer and taking the opportunity to hug the commander a little longer, Yorktown reluctantly spoke.

"Yorktown sister~! Don't just talk the talk, walk the walk!"

With a furious shout from Harman, Yorktown finally reluctantly released You Ran.

"Oh, alright, alright~ I'm leaving now. Honestly, you've forgotten about your sister now that you have the Commander. If this were any other ship girl, you'd be getting a spanking."

Yorktown affectionately pinched Harman's cheek, feigning displeasure, before turning his gaze to You Ran.

"Well... Commander~ I'll be going now. Feel free to call me anytime if you need anything. I'm always available." With Harman holding his right hand and sliding him out step by step, Yorktown waved his left hand to say a brief goodbye to You Ran.

"I will." You Ran felt that Yorktown and Harman's current state was a bit ridiculous, and for a moment she was also a little dumbfounded.

Soon after, with Yorktown gone and Harman re-entering, You Ran couldn't help but smile: "So, my little Harman, what are the Commander's next plans?"

"This... I... how would I know?" Harman blushed.

"But didn't Harman just say I had work to do? How come I don't know about it now?"

"What I mean is, Commander, your work time is almost up. It's a bit inappropriate for Sister Yorktown to stay here any longer. I don't want my presence to affect your work," Harman quickly came up with an excuse.

"I see. I didn't expect our Hamman to be so selfless. He would definitely be a good official in Donghuang."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but pinch Harman's cheek, then suddenly pulled her into his arms and walked into the lounge.

After all, the office chairs couldn't be used nowadays because Yorktown was wet, and besides, she had already gotten used to the softness of Yorktown after a whole afternoon, so continuing to sit there probably wouldn't be very comfortable. So You Ran thought about it and decided to go to the lounge for a while first.

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Outside the command room, Yorktown, though still somewhat reluctant to leave after being pulled away by Harman, never stopped smiling.

After all, who could have imagined that things that were unthinkable in the past would be mostly accomplished in a single day!

If Yorktown hadn't heard Harman cry out in pain when they pinched his cheek, they would still think they were dreaming.

As Yorktown walked home, he grew happier and happier, and when he was happy, he couldn't help but want to share it.

Yorktown quickly took out her phone from her ship's equipment, opened one of the group chats, and started sending messages with a smile.

White Eagle Carrier Mutual Aid Group

Yorktown: "Good morning, everyone! Did you all drink your milk this morning?"

Bumblebee: "Sister, what nonsense are you talking about? It's already noon. But I did drink milk this morning."

Yorktown: "Hey~ I just wanted to say that a happy day starts now, Bumblebee, don't get hung up on the wording~"

Lexington: "What could make you so happy even in York City? I can feel your upturned lips even through the screen."

Yorktown: "Because I suddenly discovered a new way to eat fruit salad today—if you add yogurt and mix it in, the already delicious fruit salad will become even more delicious!"

Essex: "This... While I agree that it would taste good this way, but... but hasn't this method of eating already existed?"

Bumblebee: "Indeed, and I remember you did this before, sister. Why are you bringing it up now?"

Yorktown: "That's because the yogurt we used before wasn't right! Oh dear, I almost forgot to tell you guys, the key to making a better fruit salad is to use Commander brand premium yogurt!"

Bumblebee: "?"

Saratoga: "?"

Essex: "?"

Stars and the Sea (Fearless): "?"

Everyone, unleash the Essex Combo on the other side! (Ticonderoga): "?"

Shangri-La: "Commander Card? What does that mean? Aren't the yogurt and milk we usually drink made directly from the formula using a Rubik's Cube on a machine? Does the Commander have that ability too?"

Yorktown: "Of course, I can't guarantee the others, but the milk and yogurt the Commander makes are excellent. The ones we usually drink are top-notch in taste, but even so, they are not in the same league as what the Commander makes. It's a pity that this precious yogurt has to be consumed immediately after it is produced, otherwise I would like to bring some back for you to try."

Essex: "Is it really that good? It's my turn to be the secretary ship now, maybe I can ask the commander to make some for me to try."

Fearless: "You're on the secretary ship tomorrow—no, tomorrow's Saturday, the day after tomorrow's Sunday, so next Monday is your first day?"

Essex: "Yeah, it took me ages to get a turn! I've made up my mind, this time I'm definitely going to take the Commander!"

Ticonderoga: "You said the same thing last time, and what happened???"

Essex: "Ahem, that was just an accident. I already have a feeling the Commander will be sleeping in my arms tomorrow night."

Bumblebee: "Classic halftime champagne??????"

Saratoga: "No, why does it all change when it's you guys? This is a group chat, not a forum. Everyone, be normal."

Killing two birds with one stone (Wasp): "You soybean have quite a human scent too??"

Saratoga: "??"

Bumblebee: "Hey! Wait a minute, it just dawned on me. The Commander is usually so busy, and he's always like a big ice block. Even if he had time, he wouldn't agree to our request, right? Yorktown, how did you manage to do that?!"

Yorktown: "It just so happens that the Commander isn't so busy today. But even though it's just a coincidence, I have a feeling that from now on, the Commander probably won't be so busy anymore, so everyone should seize the opportunity!"

Yorktown: "@ttk, especially you, stop being so busy with work and exercises all day long. Now that the commander has learned to relax, you don't need to make yourself so tired."

Sharing this story is partly about showing off, but also partly about reminding everyone that the Commander belongs to everyone. Yorktown never intended to monopolize him; on the contrary, she'd much rather see everyone interacting with the Commander.

As for her two younger sisters, Bumblebee is naturally cheerful, so she's not worried about them, but as for the company...

Thinking of this, Yorktown couldn't help but glance eastward in the direction of the White Eagle, and suddenly felt a little worried.

Sigh, I hope the company can figure this out soon, otherwise the commander might be completely wiped out by then.

Chapter Forty-Eight: Corporate Expectations

In one of White Eagle's offices, the company sat at its desk, repeatedly checking the documents that had already been processed. After seeing the message on its phone, the company paused for a moment, then suddenly realized something and quickly picked up its phone to start typing.

Enterprise: "Sister, you mean... the Commander is now out of his constant work mode?!"

Yorktown: "Of course, the commander told me this himself, and when I went to deliver food to little Harman, I happened to see the commander tutoring Harman with her homework."

Upon seeing this message, the company's eyes widened in surprise.

If, if the commander weren't so focused on his work these days...

Doesn't that mean the crisis is completely over?!

She jumped up from her seat and paced back and forth in the office. Enterprise looked agitated, her hurried steps making her want to rush out several times. She wished she could run to the commander right now to confirm things in person.

After all, this was news that the company had been waiting for far too long.

Enterprise had been waiting ever since the attacking enemy units were wiped out a few months ago. She thought that once the crisis of the world's destruction was completely resolved, the commander would no longer have to work tirelessly day and night on research as usual, but could finally relax properly.

But who knew that this wait would last for several more months? From the initial anticipation to the current state of high alert, the commander's attitude made the company instinctively believe that the war was not over yet and that there might be another major battle to be fought.

However, the news from York City has given the company a complete sigh of relief, and their attention has unconsciously settled on a counter in the office.

In an exquisite glass bottle are displayed 998 dazzling stars that the company has received over the decades for its MVP awards.

Actually, the company originally planned to confess to the commander when it obtained the 999th star.

But at this moment, the company hopes that it will never have the chance to receive this last star again.

Because more than these things, companies today hope that there will be no more wars. Only in this way can commanders truly put down their tired bodies, stop being bound by these things and let their natural instincts run free, and enjoy the rights they deserve as commanders, without any more worries from now on.

For this reason, the company is willing to sacrifice everything.

This is the greatest expectation that enterprises, as ship girls, have.

Moreover, she wants to see everyone in the port area happy, even more than herself.