As a commander, I will never meet a heavy female ship girl

Lorraine was a little confused and could no longer remember when that happened.

He is always like this. For some things he knows, he pretends not to know; for things he doesn't know, he sometimes inexplicably knows them.

This persistence is not because it is bad now, nor was it very bad in the past... It is probably just some old problems that have recurred.

The pedantic literary youth is moved by the scene and feels sad about the passing of time.

Lorraine secretly complained to herself.

The sun has already risen, reminding people to go to work.

Lorraine stared at the direction of the light.

Good.

I don’t know who to tell.

But heavy rain and cyclones still flash before our eyes from time to time.

"Even if the night is long and stormy, there will be the warm sunshine of the morning." He thought of this sentence for no reason and laughed softly.

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But as he laughed, he withdrew his gaze and turned to the gate of the teaching building.

The gold-plated inscriptions by famous artists are facing the sunlight, shining brightly.

The corners of Lorraine's mouth drooped, as if he was pursing his lips.

It was almost time for class. I could hear classmates chatting in groups of three or four passing by, and in the distance, the tram bell rang softly.

Memories should not be a source, but a destination.

Its function should be simply to remember.

On a certain afternoon, he would recall his bold statement that he "didn't want to live like mud", or drinking coffee with his sister at noon, or the pain and joy of CW's six grandchildren waiting for their grandfather.

The waves on the shore would then push all of this before his eyes. He would laugh and scold his friends who were almost late, and remember the Italian extract he often drank.

It doesn’t matter whether you remember it or forget it.

I hope he can always remember that there are people waiting for him to come home, and there are two people who regard him as the whole world.

He can always remember that the echoes of the past have turned into flames, still burning in his heart.

In fact, Lorraine didn't want these to become just memories.

The promises made have not been fulfilled, and the ideals I once had have not been realized. I have made up my mind not to let go. Now thinking about my schizophrenic escape at that time, I really want to slap myself in the face.

This morning, the image of the Republic emerged, and earlier, there was a flashback of Burgundy enveloped in white light.

In this case, then - start by learning to accept yourself.

I am their anchor, I can't let it break like this.

If it breaks, these two girls will really destroy the world.

Chapter 133 Interlude: Chatting among the Shipgirls

After sending Lorraine to the main teaching building, the two ship girls quickly rushed to the ship girls' teaching building.

"It seems that the commander is in a good mood?" Republic couldn't help but speak.

"I hope so." Burgundy shrugged and sighed slightly.

"Will it get better?"

"It'll be fine." Burgundy nodded.

Finally, they walked into the classroom as the bell rang.

The professor, who was already on the stage preparing to open the courseware, nodded slightly to the two of them.

Burgundy and the Republic returned the greeting and sat in the corner of the first row.

Originally, Burgundy also liked the last row, but unfortunately he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of his classmates. The ship girls were born for fighting and were somewhat envious of the strong.

So she later ran to the first row where almost no one was sitting.

Although it is of no use.

Burgundy looked at the group of people around him and held his forehead helplessly.

She sat closest to the wall, with Republic sitting next to her.

"Commander Lorraine, are you okay?" Royal Oak asked with concern.

"It's okay." Burgundy took out a copy of "One Hundred Years of Solitude".

"That's good." Royal Oak breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm sorry, everyone's been a bit busy lately and I haven't been able to visit him."

"It's okay." Republic shook his head. "The commander doesn't care much."

Royal Oak hasn't come to class in the past two days, and I don't know what he has been doing.

"By the way, what kind of ship is Commander Lorraine planning to build next?" Royal Oak asked curiously.

Even the other ship girls looked over curiously.

"No, what about you?"

The other ship girls turned their attention to the Royal Oaks.

"We're talking about an aircraft carrier." Counterattack thought for a moment, "My commander said he wanted to compete with Commander Lorraine."

"We too will continue to build aircraft carriers..." Royal Oak hesitated.

The two Iris ship girls nodded in understanding.

"What about you? What type of companions do you want Commander Lorraine to build?" Rodney wanted to hear their opinions.

"It's up to the commander-in-chief," the Republic stated.

"Just don't make the newcomer too useless." Burgundy said lightly.

"Besides, class is in session, so be quiet." The black-clad knight looked up and glanced around.

Only then did everyone listen to the class carefully.

The professor on the stage looked a little gloomy.

"Fight back, you answer this question."

"Ah, uh... this..." Counterattack stood up.

"The bombardment distance is 12km, the angle of incidence is 22°... According to the American ballistic calculation formula..." Massachusetts poked the counterattack's arm and whispered the answer.

"This won't happen again." The professor snorted coldly.

"Yes." Counterattack quickly sat down.

Sure enough, teachers all have the same level of suppression power over their students.

The professor couldn't help but glance at the whole class, his gaze stopped on Burgundy and Republic. He was extremely fond of Republic. After all, which teacher doesn't like a good student with both good character and good academic performance?

Then his gaze shifted to Burgundy. The knight lady was blatantly slacking off reading, causing the vein on the professor's forehead to twitch.

But in the end, there was nothing to be done. Burgundy must have known all these things. She would know them no matter what you asked her.

So, let’s start with the next section.

After class, the two Iris ship girls were surrounded by the crowd as expected.

The reasons for surrounding the two people were all strange, but in short, they were looking for problems with Burgundy and the Republic to talk about.

Although the appearance of the two fighting was indeed terrifying, it was a daily occurrence after all.

And which ship girl doesn’t have some minor problems when firing at full power?

Seeing his sister surrounded by a group of people, Burgundy felt a headache. It was not convenient to throw the matter to the Republic.

She took a quick look at the question and thought it was okay, not difficult to solve.

So I could only reluctantly close the book, draw the diagram, and derive the formula in one go.

Still the same, without any auxiliary tools.

Those who dare to ask Burgundy questions are generally very excellent ship girls.

After all, Burgundy is the kind of person who gives answers but not explanations... and she always uses abbreviations.

So the Royal Navy ship girls are all idiots, always finding problems with themselves. Why are there two more White Eagles today?

Burgundy pouted and continued reading.

"Wow, as expected of Burgundy, it's amazing!"

Compliments... well, no need for that.

Burgundy glanced sideways, and the other ship girls nodded and dispersed quickly.

Then, a strange phenomenon occurred in the classroom.

They were clearly sitting at the same table, but one of them was surrounded by people, while the other was empty.

Gongguo looked at his sister with some envy.

"Republic, you and Commander Lorraine have made such rapid progress, there must be some secret!"

Rodney was a little distressed, "My commander is as dumb as a log."

Republic played with her blonde hair, "No, Miss Rodney."

She sighed, "The boss is really a source of worry..."

"Huh? No way, I remember he was the one who took care of Burgundy before."

"Well, I heard from Sister Burgundy that the commander has become a different person since the last battle against the Purifier."

"I feel a little bit dizzy." Republic said helplessly.

Perhaps the commander had his own reasons, she thought.

"Is that so?" Rodney pondered. "Should I continue to indulge him?"

"How dare I continue to condone this? I'm so afraid the boss will do something irrational."

"That's right. After all, you three are all notoriously crazy." Other ship girls nodded seriously.

Burgundy looked up and glanced at her.

The ship girl quickly looked away, "I mean, uh..."

She thought for a long time but couldn't think of what she should say.

"Hmm, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

Burgundy looked away, and Republic simply shook his head.

The ship girl breathed a sigh of relief.

"I hope Commander Lorraine comes out soon..." Royal Oak suddenly interrupted.

"Come out?" Burgundy met Royal Oak's gaze.

"Uh..." Royal Oak almost thought he had spoken out of turn, "Well, get out early."

"Come out from somewhere." Burgundy stared at the other person.

Royal Oak was a little panicked. "Get over the past as soon as possible." She pretended to be calm.

Burgundy looked at her deeply, then lowered his head and continued reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude".

"I hope so." Republic rubbed his temples with a headache.

How come we're feeling a little better, but you're starting over again, sir...

"Clap, clap."

The powerful sound of leather boots rang out, such an iconic sound, and there was only one person in the coaching staff, and that was Germany.

Everyone quickly took their seats before Germany entered the classroom.

The Republic breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally they dispersed... Sister Burgundy, you are right, the other ship girls are so troublesome, especially the royal idiots, who think about gossip all day long.

Germany walked up to the podium and glanced around.