The ship girl admiral is twelve years old!

"Then...then..." Lele stuttered, "Do I need to take off my clothes when I see you when there are other people around?"

"……puff."

"Sister Beika?"

North Carolina couldn't hold back any more and laughed so hard that her body shook. "Really? Anyone with a discerning eye would know that I was just teasing you, little admiral. But you're really adorable when you look so seriously thinking!"

It was so terrifying. If it were in the past, Lele might have really thought that Beika was joking. However, after experiencing the growth that night and that afternoon, Lele had vaguely understood the insatiable desires of the ship girl, and would not take anything the ship girl said as a joke.

Because maybe they can actually do it.

Beika patted his head again, "Okay, okay, be serious. Well, of course, although I really want the admiral to promise to let me touch any part of my body, but, as expected, what Beika wants is for the admiral to take the initiative."

"Be more proactive?"

"Hmm. How about this? Every time you see me, little admiral, you have to put on your brightest, sunniest smile and sweetly call me 'Sister Beika'!... How about this?"

Lele said cautiously, "It seems like it's always like this every time I meet you? Or was my smile to you not sweet enough before?"

What is sweet? Next time you smile, eat a piece of candy beforehand, and the effect will be better. You see, sweets make you happy, so your smile should be sweeter, right?

"Ah, that's right..."

Beika's cheeks turned red. I don't know if other shipgirls in the garrison don't have this treatment. Anyway, Beika's little admiral always smiles at her and says hello no matter how bad his mood is. This is a super good plus point for Beika.

"Then North Carolina should think of some other requests."

"Ah... I shouldn't have said so much..."

"Oh, did the Admiral say something outrageous?"

"I, didn't... Ugh."

Beika smiled and stretched out her hands, rubbing Lele's elastic little face vigorously. Fortunately, nothing happened between Beika and Lele, otherwise, according to Beika's current posture, she would definitely press Lele's head between her short skirt, which was set off by the black stockings, as a punishment.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Lele said vaguely. Beika had no intention of stopping and continued to rub Lele's face obsessively. Even if someone saw this scene of the secretary's subjugation, she was not afraid. Everyone in the port area knew that Admiral Lele was kind-hearted and easy-going, and he could rub anyone's face at will.

"Master Admiral! Uh uh, Master Lele, um... Your Excellency the Admiral!"

The door of the office was opened, and Renown, dressed as a royal maid, pushed the door open and walked in. However, this dull and silly girl did not immediately notice that Beika was "overthrowing her superiors", but instead struggled with how to address Lele.

As a trainee maid in the royal palace, I should call Lele Master; but since I am still doing clerical work, shouldn't I call Lele "Admiral"? Ah, I was so nervous. I just said the wrong thing and mixed up the two words, coming up with an advanced title like "Admiral Master"...

Then, Shengwangchan raised his head and saw Lele's face being flattened and rolled into a round shape by Beika.

She was stunned for a moment before she said, "Deputy Minister Bismarck is visiting Huanwan and wants to see Lord Lele about something. I have already placed her in the reception room."

211 The Emperor's Mother's Punishment Game

"Okay." Beika replied, and finally let go of Lele. Lele was freed, and ran down the chair with an embarrassed face and sweat all over his forehead, and ran out of the office.

"Oh my, kids are just so active." Beika stood up and said to Shengwang, "So, what is she doing in Huanwan?"

"Ah, I heard that we are going to take Lelege to the headquarters to complete the archives. By the way, we will also prepare for him to establish the command network detection and activation."

"That's it."

"Ms. North Carolina, may I ask you a question?"

"what's wrong?"

"Rubbing the admiral's face at will... is that a secretary's privilege? If not, then can a mere reserve maid or a small clerk treat the admiral so impudently?"

Beika was stunned and looked at the face of Reputation-chan.

When she said this, she didn't blush at all, as if she was just asking a very confidential and serious military question.

However, Beika knew very well that this silly girl did not have no special feelings for the admiral, she just did not know how to blush. And the way she asked this kind of question... well, how should I put it, it was very much her style.

Beika patted the reputation on the shoulder and said, "If you want to rub the admiral's face, just do it. He is not a stranger. He is the admiral who will tolerate you no matter what, and you will only be loyal to him no matter what. Under this relationship, you are allowed to get close to him in any way you want."

"Is that so?" Reputation-chan seemed to be thinking about something.

Beika was tidying up her hair leisurely, not in a hurry to go to the living room with Lele, "By the way, Bismarck, the guest, was not served tea."

"Of course there is. Even I know this art of hospitality."

Reputation said, looking a little embarrassed, "Although I smashed a set of tea sets in the tea room because Senior Befa was not around, but in the end, whether it was Bismarck or Frederick the Great, I served them tea properly."

"That's good..."

Beika responded nonchalantly, but suddenly realized something was wrong, "Wait, you said Frederick the Great, is she also in Huanwan?"

"Yes." Reputation tilted his head, "Excuse me, is there any problem?"

"You didn't tell me earlier!"

Beika's eyes widened and he rushed out of the office like the wind.

My little admiral! Danger!

Don't go meet Frederick the Great when the girl is not around!

……

……

When Beika opened the door of the reception room, he saw Lele lying in the arms of Frederick the Great.

It was the first time that Beika saw him lying face to face in the arms of a ship girl in such an unguarded and limp posture.

Although it is true that Frederick the Great's scale is really grand, but, my little admiral, there is no need for you to lie in her arms in such an obsessed posture.

Wait...is it possible that the poor little admiral has been smothered by Frederick the Great?

"Please let go of the Admiral of Huanwan."

Beika suppressed his anger and pointed at Lele who looked like he had died in the arms of Frederick the Great.

The Emperor's mother didn't say anything, and she didn't even look like a nympho. She just stroked the back of Lele's head in a holy and peaceful manner, "My child didn't say anything."

Beika gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think he can speak?"

Bismarck, who was sitting on the sofa opposite the Emperor's mother and sipping tea, put down his teacup awkwardly, "Forget it, Secretary North Carolina. She hasn't seen Lele for so many days, just let her go."

It wasn't that Bismarck wanted to speak for Frederick the Great, but Frederick the Great, who hadn't seen Lele in recent days and had replenished her so-called "child energy", exuded a cold pressure that was too strong...making the Dark Madonna, who seemed already unapproachable, even more frightening, and people dared not not speak for her.

"Really? It's obvious that the young admiral is not your admiral..." Beika crossed his arms and shook his head.

"I can only say that we should make some concessions." Bismarck said with a smile, "Originally, all the ship girls without masters in our headquarters relied on Admiral Li Dujin as their spiritual support. Now that Wang Lele has taken over, let us continue to draw support and warmth from him... and the strength to live."

"Really? If you really regard the young admiral as your spiritual pillar, you must treat him well."

"Please don't worry about that." Frederick the Great replied softly, "I will let this child feel our warmth."

Beika looked at Lele again, who looked like he had died in the arms of the Great Mother. The little admiral had just received a notification from the Renown and ran downstairs full of energy, very lively, but now he was silent in the blink of an eye...

Well, it’s really warm.

"So, when are you going to pick up Lele and take him to the headquarters?"

"Right away. It's not a big ceremony, so we can go early and come back early." Bismarck replied, "Also, it just so happens that the ship girl with the highest attainments in command network planning in the Northern Alliance came to the Southern Headquarters to collect information on the strategic movements of the South Sea Siren, so we just want to directly hand over Lele's first command network activation ceremony to that ship girl."

Beika thought for a moment, "Is it the leader of the Northern Alliance?"

Bismarck shook his head. "No. It's the mature woman in the white coat who seems to have little interest in anything."

"Oh!"

Bismarck's concise description instantly reminded Beika of who she was. "Okay. Then you'd better take the little admiral with you as soon as possible. Otherwise, when that kid rushes to the office building, you'll have to snatch the admiral from her."

"Are you referring to the iron-blooded ship girl that Lele just built?"

Bismarck has seen the new ship girl files submitted by Huanwan these days, and also learned about Blücher, the iron-blooded girl whose mind is full of admirals.

It was really disappointing. Such a funny guy appeared in the serious Iron Blood Camp.

"Well, without further ado, Frederick."

"Ok."

Frederick the Great shook Lele's shoulder, trying to wake him up. "My child, I'm sorry, but you have to get up. However, you can continue to sleep in my arms on the way back to the city."

Lele's face, which was so deprived of oxygen that he was unable to resist the Great Mother's incredible strength and could only be held in her arms, unable to move, finally saw the light of day again.

However, Lele, who had just woken up, immediately felt dizzy after hearing what the Emperor's mother said, and he almost fainted.

"Sister Director, if I did something wrong to make you angry, please tell me. There's no need to punish me like this, right?"

"Ah, my child, I am not..."

The emperor's mother was unusually flustered. It turned out that Lele regarded "coaxing him to sleep in my arms" as a punishment game, wuwu.

212 Driving

Although Bismarck and Frederick the Great, two powerful and majestic ship girls, can drive, today she only drove the Passat owned by the Great Emperor's mother.

Bismarck drove the car when they came here, but when they took Lele back, it was naturally let the Great Mother drive. The reason was that Lele refused to be hugged by the Great Mother again. She felt that the journey without Lele was meaningless, so she volunteered to drive.

Bismarck and Lele sat in the back seat, the former looking a little embarrassed.

One of her hands was always placed between Lele and her. She looked like she wanted to move closer to Lele and hold his hand, but her upbringing and introverted nature restrained her from doing so.

That's right. After all, he is a stupid guy who stutters and is not good at expressing his feelings even in front of his sister. It is normal for him to be hesitant to talk to Lele.

However, what made her heart flutter was that Lele had been looking at Bismarck's profile since getting on the bus. In the end, she even took the initiative to stretch out her hand and held Bismarck's white-gloved hand, which was hanging limply on the seat.

"..."

Although he didn't scream out loud, Bismarck felt a chill in his heart, as if the warmth of Lele's hand had completely penetrated his gloves and pierced his palm... Well, it was just that Bismarck's imagination was too exaggerated.

"Minister sister..." Lele dragged out the tone.

"Just call me Bismarck," Bismarck said immediately.

"Haha..." Frederick the Great smiled as he looked at Bismarck's calm expression through the rearview mirror. She knew that Bismarck was not as calm as he seemed. Otherwise, his answer would not be so hasty and quick, like a nervous teenage boy in school who was called on by a beautiful female teacher to ask a question.

"I want to ask you something." Seeing that his action attracted Bismarck's attention, Lele withdrew his hand. The reason why he touched the Persian cat's hand was just to initiate a conversation.

"I promise to answer all the questions I know." Bismarck saw the hot touch leaving his hand, and a trace of disappointment flashed across his eyes.

"I heard that you are the leader of the Iron Blood Faction."

"Ah... in a sense, yes."

Bismarck glanced at Frederick the Great.

Bismarck is unique in this world. When she was built by the engineering ship girl and the little yellow chicken of the Southern Headquarters and refused the proposal to find a commander, after she joined the headquarters, the official personnel of the Iron Blood Country sent someone to meet her and asked her to return to the Iron Blood to serve the country.

Bismarck declined those people, but promised that she would return to Iron Blood after she resigned and repaid Donghuang's kindness. Therefore, the Iron Blood government appointed her as the country's flagship and promised that she would be given the powerful position of prime minister after her return.

The word "Prime Minister" can be regarded as a position second only to the emperor and above everyone else in today's Iron-Blooded Country.

So, yes. Even though the current top-level ship, Frederick the Great, is stronger than her, Bismarck is still the undisputed leader in the hearts of the Iron Bloods.

Well, but why did Lele ask about this thing? Could it be that he wanted me to use my position to fulfill his wish? Well...

Bismarck made up her mind that as long as it wasn't something sneaky... no, even if it was something sneaky, as long as Lele asked, she would do her best to complete it. After all, this was the first time Lele asked about this kind of thing.

Moreover, she felt sorry for Lele who only ordered two steamed buns in the headquarters cafeteria because of her consumption. How could Bismarck bear to disappoint such a lovely girl?

"Wow, in that case."

Lele's eyes lit up. "Then Sister Bismarck, your ship uniform must be more majestic than Sister Director's, right? Do you have any pictures of your ship uniform? Can you show them to me?"

"..."

Frederick's mother, who was driving the car, was happy. Bismarck's sister was silent.

Even if Lele wanted the stars and the moon, Bismarck could get it done with a bit of effort, but... ship installation, generally speaking, can only be frozen at the time of launching. I heard from others that it seems that it can be enhanced through modification later, but because my Bismarck-class battleship is too unique, I have no experience and reference materials for modification so far.

"My ship suit..."

Bismarck took a deep breath, took out his cell phone, opened the photo album, slid out the picture of himself in his ship suit, handed it over, feeling depressed and prepared to be laughed at by Lele.

Lele looked carefully... The Bismarck in the picture was sailing on the sea, waving the iron and blood flag, looking dignified. However, compared with Frederick the Great, the guns and ship equipment behind her seemed a bit too shabby.

"Laugh if you want to." Bismarck said calmly, "Maybe it's because the craftsmanship of the engineering ship girl is not mature enough, or it's simply because the little yellow chicken misread the blueprint, my ship equipment looks extremely weak. It's even worse than Frederick the Great. Sorry, Admiral Lele, I disappoint you."

Lele held his chin in his hand and pondered. Then he shook his head, "No. Sister Bismarck, your ship outfit is quite unique."

"...Huh?" Bismarck was stunned, expecting to be mocked by the children without any malice but extremely harsh laughter.