Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

Bismarck's expression froze. She brushed her slightly damp hair, which seemed to have just been washed, bringing out a pleasant shampoo scent, and said lightly, "Stranger...it seems you really have slept yourself silly."

"No!" Tirpitz pressed his forehead and said firmly, "If it were anyone else, that's fine, but if it's my sister... my perception is absolutely correct. She looks like a completely different person now."

"Well, if I have to find an appropriate analogy, it's like those women in the game who are nourished and become radiant. Unlike before, they were just like old ladies who were eager to get married..."

"..." Bismarck's forehead was throbbing with veins. She slowly raised her fist and said coldly, "It seems that you are indeed a little confused now. Let me help you."

"Huh?" Tirpitz, who was talking, felt the murderous intent. She hurriedly raised her head and saw a fist that was getting bigger and bigger.

"Bang!" The muffled sound echoed in the bedroom, accompanied by wailing, and did not stop for a long time.

After changing out of his wrinkled clothes and washing his face to wake himself up, Tirpitz followed Bismarck into the living room.

The little girl who always liked to compete with me for her sister was not here. I didn’t know where she had gone. There was only one person and one cat in the living room.

The despicable demon king in the dream was currently holding his sister's beloved cat, Oscar, and placing her on his lap, nuzzling the cat's forehead affectionately.

Damn it... If the admiral hadn't cheated, I would have been the winner!

Tirpitz gritted her teeth in hatred, and scenes from her dream flashed before her eyes. She pursed her lips, deliberately tapped her slippers to make a noise, and came to Xue Cheng.

"Hmm?" Xue Cheng noticed that the footsteps seemed to be made deliberately for his ears. He raised his head and saw that her face still looked a bit sleepy, her light pink medium-length hair was a little messy, and water was dripping from her bangs. The girl named Tirpitz came to his side.

The girl folded her arms proudly, turned her face away, and snorted with a hint of anger: "Hmph!"

"Tirpitz?" Xue Cheng looked at her strangely. It seemed that he hadn't offended her, right? Why was she so rude to him?

"It's time to eat, Admiral, why are you still playing with the cat?" Tirpitz looked at the cat nudging Xue Cheng with its wet nose, crossed his arms, and said in a disdainful tone, "Remember to wash your hands after playing with the cat."

"Meow!" Oscar's fur instantly exploded. She stepped on Xue Cheng's thigh and placed her two front paws on Xue Cheng's chest. The cat, which was originally as fat as a ball, instantly stretched a lot. Full of anger at being discriminated against, she roared at Tirpitz.

"You hurt her self-esteem." Xue Cheng reached out and scratched Oscar's chin. The cat, which originally looked like an angry little tiger, instantly turned into a soft cat, allowing Xue Cheng to scratch it, and a pleasant purring sound came from its throat.

"Stop playing there." Bismarck came out of the kitchen carrying food. She looked at the two people in the living room and said helplessly, "Admiral, go wash your hands. Tirpitz, come and help me."

"Okay." Xue Cheng reluctantly smoothed Oscar's fur and got up to leave the living room.

Tirpitz, who had just been taught a lesson by his sister, did not dare to disobey her orders. He obediently went to the kitchen and helped Bismarck bring out the prepared food.

After a busy period, the three of them sat at the dining table and officially started lunch.

However, even though I said that, it was already past one in the afternoon and long past lunch time.

Tirpitz sat in a chair looking at his sister and the admiral, feeling that something was strange.

We didn't start eating lunch until after 1:00 p.m.... Well, maybe something delayed us, after all, Akagi seemed to have something important to discuss when he came over earlier.

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But what's the strange atmosphere between my sister and the admiral?

Tirpitz tilted his head and saw Bismarck, who had changed his chopsticks, helping the admiral put a piece of dish that was placed a little far away into his bowl. The two of them did not exchange any formalities, but just smiled at each other, as if everything was self-explanatory.

It must be admitted that such a scene is actually very normal, but for some reason, Tirpitz always felt that there seemed to be an indescribable atmosphere between his sister and the admiral, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

It felt like there was an invisible barrier between me and them. Although the distance seemed very close, in fact, I was the only one excluded.

This feeling... is terrible! Tirpitz pouted subconsciously.

"Has Akagi gone back?" Tirpitz asked casually while fiddling with the food in his bowl.

Xue Cheng and Bismarck, who were caught in an inexplicable atmosphere, were awakened by the sudden question, and the inexplicable atmosphere disappeared.

Xue Cheng gave Bismarck a subtle look and said with a smile, "I still have some things to do in Chicheng, so I'll go back first."

Bismarck frowned. She didn't like being sneaky. As the admiral's wedding ship, she had the right to announce her relationship with the admiral to anyone.

But in front of his own sister, it seems better to listen to the admiral.

After all, if this guy knew what happened today, he would shamelessly ask about it and try every possible means to find out the details. In the end...

The drawings were put into notebooks and sold to the ship girls in the naval base for circulation.

Yes, the ship girl named Tirpitz is such a shameless master of betraying her sister. If it were her, she would definitely do it.

Akagi went back? When did that happen? Tirpitz looked at Xue Cheng in surprise. Just as he was about to ask, Bismarck saw him and said quickly, "Come to think of it, Akagi still has something to ask Tirpitz."

"Not interested." Before his sister could finish, Tirpitz rested his chin on one hand and said with a lack of interest, "Sister, you know I'm very busy."

Bismarck sneered: "Busy? What are you busy with?"

Tirpitz casually said, "I recently took on a custom comic... Admiral and sister, please don't look at me with those scary eyes. This isn't the kind of thing I want to do. There are fan fiction books for all ages, too. Don't be so filthy."

You're the one who's causing us to think the wrong thing, aren't you? Don't you know what your reputation is like among the tutelary forts? You shameless book master!

Xue Cheng was so angry that he almost choked on his food, and he and Bismarck looked at her viciously.

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269. Deep Sea Cat House

Perhaps it is said that a man with a clear conscience fears no slander... This saying seems a bit awkward to apply to Tirpitz.

In short, facing the angry stares of Xue Cheng and Bismarck, Tirpitz looked calm and confident. It was not known whether he had mastered the trick of lying and was confident that he would not be found out, or whether he really had a clear conscience.

"I'll trust you again." Bismarck couldn't find any signs of lying in Tirpitz's expression, so he had to say this.

However, after so many years of fighting wits and courage with Tirpitz, Bismarck certainly would not believe his sister easily. In order to verify Tirpitz's words, Bismarck already had some ideas in his mind.

Tirpitz also knew that his sister was not so easily fooled, but since she dared to speak out about this matter, she was naturally confident that she would not be caught.

The two sisters smiled at each other, appearing harmonious and warm on the surface, but if their thoughts were exposed, it would probably make people laugh and cry.

Xue Cheng didn't know what the two sisters were thinking, so he asked tentatively:

"Does Tirpitz really lack the time and energy? This celebration is the first large-scale event held by our tutelary fort. Even from my personal perspective, I hope Tirpitz can participate in the promotion and showcase his talents."

"Tirpitz has always been good at comic themes... ahem." Using an awkward cough to cover up the past, Xue Cheng persuaded:

"If we can create a few excellent promotional posters and use the celebration as an opportunity to publicly publicize the transformation at the tutelary fort, that would also help Tirpitz's business, right?"

"This..." Tirpitz hesitated.

It’s not because Xue Cheng’s words are very attractive. After all, transformation is just a perfunctory rhetoric to appease her sister and the admiral. She, Lady Tirpitz, will only devote her limited time to the book business.

How can she be motivated by those bland topics that have no explosive points and require her to think about the rationality of the plot and not let go of herself?

but……

Ever since the admiral swept through that industry chain last time and she was closely watched by her sister, Tirpitz's recent business has indeed been greatly affected. Some old customers no longer dare to come to her for custom notebooks because of the intimidation from the admiral and the discipline committee.

If I could leverage the garrison's publicity to smuggle in my own propaganda and use some coded language to openly announce my comeback, I should be able to win back a lot of customers, right?

By then, I will have an income again, and I will not be like now, where all my savings are controlled by my sister. I have to look at my sister's mood to buy a discounted game or a monthly card, and I even have to secretly borrow money from Xiao Zhai.

Eight out and fourteen back...that brat is a devil even more hateful than Santi.

Besides, a few propaganda posters are not a particularly heavy burden for Tirpitz. Otherwise... why not just agree to it?

Tirpitz hesitated for a long time, but when he saw Xue Cheng looking at him with a hint of anticipation, he finally stamped his foot and agreed: "Then... I'll give it a try."

Xue Cheng was overjoyed. Being able to invite Bei Zhai, who was known for his laziness in the garrison, to participate in the publicity work was definitely a milestone worth writing about in his career as admiral. He could even write it into his personal biography in the future for future generations to admire.

"Please! If you have any requests, just tell me. I will ask everyone in charge of publicity to cooperate with you as much as possible!" Xue Cheng was happy for a moment and made a promise that he regretted.

Tirpitz's eyes lit up. "Try to cooperate?" There's a lot of room for maneuver here. It's a pity that there are so few comic book experts in the garrison, so it's impossible to maximize the benefits.

If there are enough people, we can set up a studio and even expand our business to other garrisons.

By then, when you buy games or spend money in games, you no longer have to consider your budget or look at other people's faces, and you can completely achieve the freedom of spending money.

Just as Tirpitz was falling into delusion, on a deserted island in the sea near the naval base.

A girl with short white hair, wearing a tight-fitting outfit that exposed a large area of ​​pale skin, with a green cat tail trailing behind her, was returning to her home from the beach carrying a tattered iron bucket in her hand.

There were only some crabs and a few small fish in the bucket, and the total amount was very small. Even with a girl's appetite, it was not enough to satisfy a meal.

The white-haired girl's expression was faintly distressed. She sighed, stopped, and turned to look at the sea behind her.

There was plenty of food in the ocean, but she had to endure hunger. This was certainly not because she was powerless, but because she had no choice.

"If not..." The white-haired girl muttered to herself. She was the deep-sea flagship named SR, a powerful existence that made countless admirals and ship girls tremble in fear. She never expected that one day she would worry about food.

Her eyes were dazed, as if she had returned to that terrible night.

When the consciousness shrouded in chaos gradually regained consciousness, the first thing the individual named SR felt was an unforgettable pain.

She could occasionally feel that kind of pain when she was unconscious, but this time, it was the first time she experienced it while she was awake.

The one who caused all this was her former partner, the pitch-black ship suit that looked like a ferocious sea beast and once existed as a part of her body.

And all around, there were dozens of equally ferocious sea beasts, launching a frantic attack on her, her sister RP, and the escort fleet beside them with fierce artillery bombardment.

Naturally, SR, who had regained her sanity, was unwilling to engage in a meaningless battle. She gathered the remaining escort fleet and broke out together with her sister, who had also regained consciousness.

As deep-sea flagships, even though their attributes dropped significantly after the ship's equipment was separated, those sea beasts were also incomplete and did not seem to have very high intelligence. Therefore, under the self-defeating charge of SR and his sister RP, the encirclement inevitably had flaws.

Although they successfully broke out of the encirclement, they were still chased madly by the sea beasts, and other sea beasts continued to join the encirclement spontaneously.

On the way of escape, members of the escort fleet were often chased or lost in the repeated pursuit and interception. Only his sister RP followed closely by his side.

Finally, they escaped the pursuit of those monsters and settled down on this deserted island. But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they discovered that this was the territory of their former mortal enemy.

Every once in a while, SR could see those hateful female pirates patrolling the sea and sinking sporadic monsters.

She and her sister wanted to move away and live in another place where there were no female pirates and monsters, but the little fuel they had left was not enough to support a long-distance migration.

Acting rashly not only wastes precious fuel, but also easily puts yourself in a dangerous situation.

"But if this goes on like this, even if we're not discovered by those female pirates, we'll starve to death due to lack of food, right?" SR sighed.

Ever since her ship suit was stripped off, she lost the ability to maintain her life functions without eating, as long as there were sufficient resources. She became like ship girls and humans, needing to rely on food to replenish her body's needs.

Although the island has sufficient fresh water, it is severely short of food. This is bearable in the short term, but over time, even the deep-sea flagship cannot withstand it.

If you use the ship's equipment or use artillery to bombard fish, you can indeed catch enough food, but the former will cause the remaining limited fuel to shrink further, and the latter may attract those hateful female pirates.

No matter which one it is, the consequences are not something that the current SR can bear.

Finding new food sources is urgent.

Coming to a patch of low bushes, sr pushed aside the dense weeds and revealed a hidden cave.