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

Burgundy said nothing, staring at the two of them for a moment, temporarily pausing his threatening movements.

Nelson also temporarily removed the ship's armor.

"Hmph, how rude." Nelson crossed his arms. "I don't understand why Senior Lorraine chose you."

"Nelson!" Dunkirk couldn't help but scold.

"What's the problem?" Nelson looked at Dunkirk. "Just telling the truth. In terms of experience and training, you and I are both better choices."

The sea breeze is blowing. Today's weather is not good and there will be heavy rain tomorrow, so the air at night is stuffy and uncomfortable.

The girl's hair was blown by the sea breeze and hung down, just covering her eyes.

A better choice?

"It's hard to believe. Look at your sister, and then look at you—" Nelson looked at Burgundy again.

"Nelson! Shut up!" Dunkirk interrupted Nelson directly this time.

As a fellow ship girl of Iris, she knew to a certain extent the weight of these words.

"Heh." Nelson snorted coldly.

"Sorry, Burgundy, I apologize to you on behalf of Nelson." Dunkirk bowed his head and apologized.

"Knight of the Holy See, after the quarterly evaluation, I look forward to your performance at the guidance meeting."

After saying this, Nelson turned and left.

"Senior Lorraine is indeed an excellent person. So Burgundy, keep going. I believe in him, so I believe in you too."

Dunkirk's smiling face then turned into an apologetic expression, "Sorry, Burgundy, next time you have time, you can come to my place to try some pastries, Kanmusu Dormitory No. 234."

"I'll have a good talk with Nelson." Then Dunkirk chased after him.

Burgundy looked up, and the pair of strange eyes hidden by white hair flickered.

Haha, Nelson...the condescending attitude of the royal aristocrats is still as disgusting as ever.

As for Dunkirk, you are still so blind.

The girl put away her ship outfit.

Looking at it this way, that idiot's expectations of me...are really high.

The girl stood quietly for a moment, took out her cell phone and sent a message to someone.

"Training is over, at the usual place."

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"OK, wait a minute, I'll be there soon." Lorraine put down the phone.

An exquisite silver inverted cross necklace was brought to him by the conveyor belt in front.

"Done!" Lorraine nodded with satisfaction. The skill of rubbing the ship equipment was quite good. The original body was indeed a top student.

He picked up the necklace, which was engraved with intricate patterns and emitted a blue fluorescent light.

After putting the necklace into the box, he turned off all the instruments and went out with his things.

“Why did you hide it?

Are you afraid of being laughed at?

Don't want to see anyone?

Is that true?

Humming a little tune, Lorraine walked towards training ground No. 13.

"Lorraine!" someone called him.

"Huh? It's Nelson and Dunkirk." Lorraine looked at the source of the sound, a little surprised.

"Lorraine, why didn't you tell me you were back?" Dunkirk said.

There's no need for that, actually, Lorraine really wanted to say that.

"Emm...I've been quite busy lately." But this is what he said first.

"Because of Burgundy?" Nelson was as straightforward as ever. "It's rare to see you care about a ship girl."

"That's right." Lorraine nodded.

After that cruise, he and Burgundy became completely famous in school, and it was no surprise that Nelson and Dunkirk knew about it.

"Don't you want to be the commander?" Nelson stared at Lorraine, "Or do you look down on us?"

Dunkirk had a headache, "Nelson!"

Why is it that when it comes to things related to Lorraine, I feel so tired as if I have taken the wrong medicine.

This time Nelson didn't listen.

Lorraine also had a headache.

Original body, original body, if you don’t want to be the commander, don’t drag me down!

Lorraine searched his memory.

The original body didn't want to be a commander because... uh, it was dangerous?

Depend on!

You almost kidnapped Dunzi and Nelson, and you're still backing down? Are you a man?

Cursing silently, Luo Lin's expression became apologetic. "Sorry, I was originally sent to XD323, and I thought I wouldn't get you into trouble."

"Hmph." Nelson snorted lightly, "I give in to you, but wouldn't it be safer for us to follow you?"

"XD323 is gone." Lorraine sighed.

"Then you should let us follow you!" Nelson said.

"Forget it." Dunkirk could see that Lorraine didn't want to discuss this issue in depth, so he interrupted him quickly.

"Senior Luo Lin, you can still come to me if you want dessert. My dormitory hasn't changed."

"Okay, thank you." Lorraine breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

"Well." Dunkirk smiled gently, "Then we'll go first, Senior Lorraine."

"Okay, good." Lorraine watched the two of them walk away and quickly quickened his pace.

"Burgundy!" He saw Burgundy under the tree from a distance.

The girl was looking at the dark sea. When she heard the voice, she turned to look at the person coming.

"I can't leave."

"Yeah." Burgundy hesitated for a moment and looked at Lorraine.

"What's wrong?" Lorraine was a little confused.

“Is the quarterly assessment coming up soon?”

"Well, based on previous years, it shouldn't be far away." Lorraine nodded.

The so-called quarterly assessment is simply a monthly exam, but there are only two in a semester, that is, when one-third and two-thirds of the semester are completed.

The evaluation format is a 1v1 civil war, an elimination tournament system. The top 20 in each grade will receive rewards, and the top five in each grade will receive construction rewards.

"I want to take first place," Burgundy said.

"Why?" Lorraine was stunned. This was not like this girl.

The girl lowered her head and bit her lips stubbornly.

"Did someone say something to you?" Lorraine said.

"Yeah." Burgundy found that this man could always guess what she was thinking.

"Then do it." Lorraine knew that big principles were useless to girls.

She just needed to deal with them with guns and artillery fire like she did on the battlefield.

It was like no moral principles could extinguish the embers in her heart, or even slow them down.

She has her own way of solving it, and only her own way of solving it.

All I have to do is help her, Lorraine muttered to herself.

Naturally, he was very concerned about his initial ship.

What's more, becoming a commander is also his dream.

"Are you afraid of death?" he asked himself.

In the past, this kind of question seemed to be often asked by young people.

"Afraid, but—" He paused, recalling his answer when his friend asked him this.

"But I'm more afraid, afraid that I'll be living like mud."

The sound echoes in the heart.

Unfortunately, in his previous life, he ended up doing nothing.

So he turned around and looked at the girl behind him.

"Not all girls are made of candy, spice, and nice things; some are made for adventure, wine, wisdom, and fearlessness."

Such sentences popped into his mind.

"Adventure, fine wine, and fearlessness." The young commander smiled.

Good.

Chapter 19 Memories and the Dead

Lorraine sat up and rubbed her eyes.

It's already the beginning of September, and the chirping of cicadas outside the window is no longer as vibrant as before.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window, but it is certainly not as scorching as it was last week.

The days are getting shorter and weaker – summer is almost over.

He got out of bed, opened the window, and the hot air hit him in the face.

"The sky is filled with the chirping of cicadas. In the gap between dreams and reality, even the ghosts of summer's dead dance..."

He leaned against the window, looking at the green trees and the sea outside.

"Right? Anotherme."

"Do you have to use such a flashy mix of Chinese and Western?" A voice came from behind, with a hint of teasing.

"What's your name?" Lorraine turned around.

"What's there to call you? Anyway, you are me and I am you." At the door of the room stood a person who looked exactly like him.

Lorraine nodded, "That's right."

"So, my dear other self, what brings you to me at this critical moment?" Lorraine sat bored on the edge of the bed.

"Here's a gift for you, Anotherme." The man said with a smile, "Are the skills like hand-rubbing ship suits and ship girl surgery useful?"

"Of course." Lorraine raised an eyebrow. "You don't want to say something like, 'When I am me, I am you,' do you?"

"You should be the one saying this, right?" the man said with an unfathomable smile. "You are an outsider, after all."

"Yeah, you really do leave me with a mess." Lorraine sighed, "But I'm still curious what you're going to give me?"

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you or Burgundy." The man shrugged. "After all, you're right. I'm just a ghost."

"Who knows." Lorraine stood up and began to fold the quilt.

"Want to know why you came here?" The man smiled.

Lorraine's pupils shrank.

"This also involves Burgundy's background." The man seemed to have guessed Lorraine's thoughts.

"Tell me in detail." Lorraine was silent for a moment, and then neatly folded the quilt into a tofu quilt.

"The 'Ikaros' Project, secretly led by humans."