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

"Ah, actually, my sister just needs to squeeze in with me." Lorraine held his forehead helplessly.

"That won't do!" the Republic insisted.

"That...excuse me."

"What do you mean by disturbing me or not? It's so strange." The Red Baron waved his hand. "Also, Venice, I'm warning you, don't read books so late tonight. If you want to stay up late reading, show me the electronic version!"

"Okay, okay." Venice smiled, "Tonight for sure."

There was no other way. There were only four bedrooms, so Venice had to sleep with the Red Baron.

But to be honest, it was her request to share the same room with Richtofen.

The Red Baron doesn't really matter, just don't make noise when it's time to sleep.

Richthofen's bed has now been replaced with a double bunk, and Venice sleeps on the top bunk.

"Well, thank you." Looking at Gongguo's decisive look, Luo Yi couldn't help but touch Gongguo's head.

The eldest lady shrank back, but when she met Luo Yi's gaze, she slowly relaxed.

Like the boss, they are both very gentle people.

"Okay, let's call it a day tonight." Lorraine knew that he couldn't win against Gongqing.

The eldest lady is always unexpectedly persistent in the things she insists on.

"Yeah." Republic nodded and went to pack his things.

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Loy walked into the Republic's room.

She had actually imagined what this gentle young lady's room would look like—

First of all, the color scheme should be soft and grand, and the layout may be more gorgeous to highlight the jewel in the palm of Iris's hand. Then the thick furniture should be used to highlight the owner's stable character.

But the result made her feel a little sad.

A single bed stood alone in a cold metal cabinet locked with a rusty lock. There was nothing on the table by the wall except a desk lamp, and a small, thin, cheap bookshelf in the corner made the room seem even emptier.

The emptiness is a bit depressing.

The windows were also locked at this time, and it seemed that they would never be opened except for the daily scheduled ventilation.

The scene outside the window was first dry branches, and then the wall of the dormitory building opposite, which blocked the original sea view.

Luo Yi remained silent, but when she turned her head, what she saw surprised her a little.

Because there was an iris brooch placed out of place on the bedside.

Maybe the girl forgot to clean it up, or maybe she left it there on purpose.

However, under the pale light, it also reflects a beautiful luster.

Luo Yi didn't move, just looked at it quietly.

Then go to bed and turn off the lights.

Republic held the clothes for the next day and timidly opened Burgundy's door.

The latter had already been lying on the bed reading.

"Hit…" Republic was about to speak when he saw Burgundy lying on the right side of the bed.

"What nonsense are you talking about." Burgundy put the book aside.

"Hmm...hmm." Republic hung up his clothes, walked to the window and lay down in it.

Seeing that it was getting late, Burgundy turned off the lights.

Feeling that part of the quilt was hanging in the air, she frowned.

Then he turned and looked towards the Republic.

The Republic closed its back to her and huddled up in a ball.

Burgundy sighed and leaned over.

She hugged Republic from behind.

The eldest lady trembled slightly.

"I'm here," Burgundy whispered.

As if feeling the warmth, Republic subconsciously leaned in.

But she didn't dare look back or turn around.

She has been too tired lately.

I even fell asleep as soon as I touched the pillow for several nights in a row.

But I often can’t sleep well, and I feel half asleep and half awake.

Countless tearful memories of the past still whipped her, even though there was now a North Star in the sky.

But nightmares often end up returning to the ruins, with thunder that resounds through the heavens and earth, heavy rain, and blinding white light.

She was afraid that the warmth coming from behind her was a dream, and that the warmth might disappear as soon as she turned around.

But I still felt a little relieved and relaxed a little.

Feeling his sister's breathing gradually become steady, Burgundy closed his eyes with a slightly complicated expression.

There are some things that she shouldn't have to bear...

Republic, Republic...

What she should have seen was the brilliance of genius, the glory of perseverance, the burning red tide, the golden bees, and the sun of Europe.

There is also the cardinal, the saint, the hammer that turns the tide, and... the iron tower that he is reluctant to mention.

And countless Iris people who fight for beauty.

Instead of these bloody souls, dark pasts, and countless historical scars.

These should be borne by oneself alone.

As a result, by some strange coincidence, their generation all suffered from similar depression.

Maybe this is what is called "destin"...

But fortunately there is a commander.

Burgundy thought.

If it weren't for the commander, I would have already returned to the Inquisition.

Abandoning my own thoughts, I became the sharpest knife, stabbing myself. Doing the things I hate the most for those damned guys...

Haha. She laughed at herself, but when she thought of the commander, her mood improved a lot.

Fortunately, the superiors pulled me back.

She held Republic a little tighter.

At first I thought that this sister would be a stubborn person.

Looking at it now, it's so gentle that it makes people feel distressed.

Even though I am broken, I still face everyone with a smile...

He really looks like the boss.

So, please be good——

Go to sleep, go to sleep.

Good night, my sister.

The night is not long, and tomorrow is another day full of hope.

Chapter 192 The Tide Rises

Lorraine got up very early today.

But I don’t know what to do when I wake up early.

Anyway, the Red Baron went for morning exercise, too early and then went straight to the shooting range or training ground.

Venice rushed to grab a seat as soon as the library opened.

As for Burgundy, it's the weekend today, so she should have gone to church early.

Luo Yi had an interview at 8 o'clock this morning and also left in a hurry.

So he was left alone.

And the Republic.

But Lorraine was surprised that the Republic had not yet risen today.

Normally, she would get up at seven o'clock, wash up, and wake herself up after making breakfast.

It's rare for this girl to sleep well.

Lorraine thought that she had gotten up at a very bad time. If she had gotten up half an hour earlier, she might have been able to catch the breakfast made by Luo Yi.

He shook his head and prepared to wake Republic up.

"Republic?" He knocked gently on the door of Burgundy's room.

no respond.

"Republic?" He knocked again.

Still no response.

So he gently pushed open the door.

Burgundy's room was much more lively than before - there was a model of an Alsace-class ship on the desk, as well as some ornaments he had given her, and many books he had recommended to her.

Finally, there are a few group photos hanging on the wall, some of which are solo photos of myself, some of which are photos with Burgundy, and one of which is a photo of Burgundy, the Republic and myself.

At least it’s not a cold room.

The mirror on the dressing table reflects the appearance of the bed——

Sure enough, the girl huddled in the quilt, her brows slightly furrowed.

Lorraine carefully closed the door, tiptoed to the bed and sat down, without blocking the sunlight so that the person on the bed would not be awakened by the change in light and darkness.

As I got closer, the outline of the Republic came into view clearly.

The strands of hair on the forehead were scattered densely, and the long hair was slightly messy.

Those red pupils were now slightly closed.

Looks like a good night's sleep.

There was a rare tranquility on the girl's face.

Lorraine couldn't bear to call her.

This tranquility was spread in the morning breeze that blew in and gently caressed the girl's golden hair, and in the girl's soft, almost inaudible breath.

The words of the morning light descend in the form of light, painting the room with warm colors.

Also cut out the shadows to make everything three-dimensional in the visual field.

The original intention was to wake up the Republic.

However, seeing the girl like this, Lorraine gave up his idea.

He couldn't help but think more about other things -

In the rush and numerous trivial matters, I actually pay little attention to the Republic.

Moreover, the character of the Republic really made it difficult for him to know where to start.

In her daily life, at least in front of others, she is the perfect young lady - confident, gentle, calm and proud.

But in reality, Lorraine found it hard not to think about that night.

She has become accustomed to blaming herself for all the faults and bearing all the suffering alone.

This is different from any other ship girl. She believes that she is born guilty.