Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

"Huh? I'm fine, why are you asking?" Yamato looked at him strangely.

Xue Cheng carefully observed the girl's expression. Her nonchalant look didn't seem fake, so he shook his head: "Nothing, maybe I'm overthinking it."

"Oh?" Yamato seemed to have noticed something. She put one hand on her waist, moved closer to Xue Cheng, and said with a playful look on her face:

"You... don't think I'd be jealous of Shinano, do you?"

"To be honest," Xue Cheng said gravely.

"I'm a sinful man who always makes girls sad for me, so I'm not surprised that Miss Yamato is sad about this."

"That's a pity." The girl sighed slightly. "I don't feel sad at all. I'm just sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Xue Cheng."

Yamato said, his eyes rolling, a strange light flashing in his purple pupils.

She took a step forward, almost sticking to Xue Cheng, and gently drew circles on his chest with her slender white fingers: "As compensation, do you want me to give you some small comfort?"

Xue Cheng wiped his forehead pretending to be nonchalant. He didn't know what politeness meant now. If Yamato wanted to play the game of an older sister teasing an innocent boy with him, he had to be prepared to pay the price.

Reaching out his right hand towards the girl's chest, Xue Cheng looked at Yamato with a strange smile, "Really? Then I won't be polite?"

Yamato curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and instead of dodging, he straightened his chest, as if he was welcoming a thief.

Really not hiding? Seeing his palm about to touch, Xue Cheng raised his eyebrows, but he did not intend to stop, but shook it.

"Admiral? Onee-sama?" Shinano's gentle voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"

Xue Cheng was petrified instantly, his outstretched arm frozen in mid-air.

"Oh, it's Shinano, I'm back." Yamato walked around Xue Cheng and came to his sister's side.

There was still some sleepiness on Shinano's face, as if she had just woken up. Her long hair was tied up casually, with a few strands of hair hanging by her ears, making her look a little lazy.

She was wearing a thin nightgown with the shoulder straps askew. She walked softly, as if she was walking on cotton, and looked very tired.

"Onee-sama, welcome back." Shinano rubbed her eyes. She looked at the sky outside the window and was suddenly startled: "Ah, is it so late already? Oh no! Dinner hasn't come yet..."

"It's okay, those guys won't be back for dinner today." Yamato put her arms around her sister's neck. She casually ruffled Shinano's hair into a bird's nest and said with a smile, "Well done, you're worthy of being my sister!"

"Sister, sister!" Shinano's little face turned red instantly. Of course she knew what her sister was talking about.

"Don't be shy." Yamato chuckled, "I thought you couldn't do it, but it turns out you're quite capable when you're serious. You're worthy of being my sister."

Xue Cheng had already put his arm down as if nothing had happened. He turned around and said with a smile, "Is Shinano awake? Don't worry about dinner. I've already prepared it. It's authentic Chinese food passed down by Yixian."

Xue Cheng's cooking skills had indeed been taught by Yixian, but as for how much he had learned from Yixian...

"Ah..." Shinano looked away awkwardly, not daring to look at Xue Cheng.

She thought back to what happened in the afternoon. She seemed to have done some ridiculous things under the influence of drugs. Although it was all under the guidance of the admiral at the beginning, she did not refuse. Even in the end, she could not tell whether it was the admiral who was guiding her or she took the initiative.

What a powerful drug! I must never touch this kind of stuff again! Shinano said to herself secretly in her heart.

After dinner, Shinano was still a little tired and went back to his room to rest early. Xue Cheng washed the dishes and returned to the living room. Akagi and the others had not returned yet, so only he and Yamato were left.

A variety show was playing on TV. A white-haired girl was sitting sideways, holding a cup in her hand and sipping tea elegantly. There was also a plate of senbei in front of her.

While watching TV, Yamato would occasionally stretch out his fingers, pick up a piece, put it in his mouth and bite it in small bites, making a slight crunching sound.

"So you like watching variety shows?" Xue Cheng sat down opposite Yamato and made small talk.

"..." The girl gave him a strange look and said unhappily, "Has anyone ever told you that you can't chat?"

Yamato said, pointing at himself.

The T-shirt on her body was slightly tight, outlining her beautiful lines. The two lumps of snow at the neckline squeezed out an attractive shape. The deep canyon made Xue Cheng, who was very adventurous, want to explore it.

Under the hot pants, the beautiful legs lying across the tatami are long and round. Although they are a little pale, they are not so conspicuous under the light of the living room. Instead, they have the color of beautiful jade.

Yamato stared at Xue Cheng steadily, his eyes filled with disappointment. "I thought you had honed some skills during your time with those shipgirls, but it turns out you've only become thicker-skinned."

"Think carefully about this. What exactly is my intention in sitting like this, leaning over so deliberately towards you? And what you want to tell me right now is this damn TV show?"

"No one needs to tell me this. I still have some self-awareness." Xue Cheng scratched his head.

"But your thoughts... Honestly, I'm not very confident. Even if you were to send me some signals, I'd still think I was being overly sentimental..."

"..." Yamato covered his face and sighed, feeling that his deliberate actions just now were completely in vain.

"You can't really blame me." Xue Cheng blinked, his face full of innocence. "After all, it's really hard to guess what a girl is thinking. Otherwise... next time, why don't you give more obvious hints?"

Yamato curled her lips, rested her chest on the coffee table to ease the pain in her shoulders, and said, "Forget it, I'll just be frank. What do you think of us... no, of me?"

"What do you mean?" Xue Cheng looked at her in confusion.

"A former enemy, a powerful partner, a friend you can get along with, or simply a tool you can use..."

Yamato said slowly, "Everyone has a position in their hearts for others. I really want to know what position I hold in your heart."

Xue Cheng looked at Yamato's expression and seemed to understand.

"You...did you watch some TV show?"

Xue Cheng looked at her suspiciously. Even if the crazy and warlike deep-sea flagship had broken free from the shackles of the deep-sea resentment, it should not act like a sentimental girl.

"Why can't I ask questions that only normal girls can ask?"

Yamato saw through Xue Cheng's thoughts and showed the diamond ring on her finger: "Although I have no choice, I still want to sign a marriage vow with you."

"You don't really think I'd marry anyone just to survive, do you?"

Xue Cheng shook his head. Although he had no basis for his claim, he felt that Yamato was not that kind of casual person.

Or maybe he just simply hoped that Yamato wasn't that kind of person?

Seeing Xue Cheng still sitting there stupidly shaking his head, Yamato angrily slammed his fist on the coffee table in front of him, then reached out and grabbed his collar, pulling him over fiercely:

"Hey, you bastard Admiral, I've already said this much, shouldn't you give me some response?"

Xue Cheng was startled. He looked at the pale face so close to him and said subconsciously, "Ah?"

"I must be the stupidest person in the world for having expectations of you!" Yamato tilted his head back and delivered a fierce headbutt, knocking the defenseless Xue Cheng so hard that he saw stars.

Just when he was feeling dizzy, he suddenly felt the corners of his lips getting hot.

I, I was forcefully kissed? Xue Cheng's eyes widened. Although he didn't understand how things had developed to this point, as a man, his pride wouldn't allow him to be so passive.

So Xue Cheng took action and, relying on his experience, defeated Yamato.

Just as Yamato was regrouping and preparing to fight back with the knowledge he had recently learned secretly, the sound of a sliding door was heard from the direction of the entrance.

"I'm back!" The girl spoke with a hint of laziness in her voice.

It's Akagi!

Xue Cheng and Yamato separated as if by electric shock, and both sat back in their original seats and straightened their appearance.

Yamato looked at the clear finger marks on his chest, pulled his clothes to cover them, then glared at Xue Cheng fiercely, his sharp fangs emitting a cold light in his slightly open mouth.

Xue Cheng chuckled twice, looked at the nail marks on his arm left by the girl's excessive excitement, and covered them with his palm.

Soon, just when the two of them had barely tidied themselves up, footsteps were heard, the sliding door of the living room was opened, and Akagi walked in with brisk steps.

"As expected, Yixian's Chinese food is more to my taste. I understand why Akagi, who has a very high level of cooking skills, always pesters Yixian for free food and drinks..."

The girl was not wearing slippers, and her smooth and cute feet stepped on the tatami, which made Xue Cheng, whose blood had not yet cooled down, involuntarily look over.

Kaga, who followed closely behind, had a calm expression: "Is that why Akagi went to the kitchen to talk to Yixian?"

Akagi rolled her eyes charmingly:

"That's annoying! I just wanted to get along with Miss Yixian... Ah, Yamato, so you're here, and that jerk admiral? You guys..."

Akagi said, his eyes sliding from Yamato's cheeks, which surprisingly had a bit more color, to his thin lips, which were slightly swollen.

The girl rolled her eyes, pursed her lips and giggled, "Let me guess, you two are not..."

"I don't know what you're thinking of, though." Yamato remained seated, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said casually:

"I just talked to Xue Cheng about the celebration."

"Is...that so." Akagi's eyes were filled with meaning.

You're not calling him "bastard admiral," but calling him by his name? Yamato, you're a little confused.

Also, it turns out that Yamato has a talent for acting. If I hadn't seen the finger marks on her chest, I would have been fooled.

"..." Ismarck said nothing. She had no interest in getting involved in Xue Cheng's conversation. She glanced around the living room and prepared to leave: "I'm going back to rest."

"Good night... huh? Why are you alone?" Yamato asked curiously.

Ismarck said: "Tirpitz has been invited to a home as a guest and may stay overnight. He is not expected to come back tonight."

Invited to his home? And staying the night? So Tirpitz had already made friends at the tutelary fort?

Not to mention the deep-sea flagships, even Xue Cheng was a little surprised.

However, unlike the surprised Yamato and others, after a brief shock, Xue Cheng had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Um, can you tell me who invited Tirpitz to be our guest?"

Ismarck glanced at him, a hint of helplessness in his beautiful cat-like eyes: "She... is Tirpitz."

"..." Xue Cheng stood up with a heavy face. He felt that there was something he had to do.

……

In a villa in the G series.

"Hey, the left mouse button is for shooting, the right button is for scope, this button is for crouching, these buttons are for moving, and these are..."

Tirpitz stood behind his gaming chair and said to the girl who was listening attentively in front of her computer, "Now, use the skills you just learned to play a wonderful game."

The girl curled up in the chair had a similar appearance to Tirpitz, with medium-length white hair draped over her shoulders, slightly damp, as if she had just washed.

After hearing Tirpitz's words, the girl nodded silently, and then, following Tirpitz's instructions, she started a game.

After the bloody slaughter, the character on the screen successfully lifted the trophy. Tirpitz nodded and gave a thumbs-up to the girl who turned back to look at her, seemingly waiting for her opinion.

"GOODJO! Tirpitz is really strong, worthy of being my chosen teammate!"

"This game doesn't seem very difficult." Tirpitz tilted his head.

"That's not the case." Tirpitz shook his head. "Considering you're a beginner, I deliberately used an account with a very low hidden score. The opponents you encounter are actually quite weak."

As she spoke, the girl brought a laptop from the side and placed it on the table. She then connected the keyboard, mouse and headphones, and skillfully logged into her account to enter the game.

"Now, let's use our alternate accounts to familiarize ourselves with each other's operations and tactical thinking. Only by knowing ourselves and our enemies can we create the strongest climbing team... Let's begin!"