Comrade, Vodka / Why Do Ants Move House?

"Yes, the admiral is very lucky, and everyone is willing to follow her."

Vittorio Veneto's tone was calm, but whenever she spoke of the admiral, an expression of admiration would involuntarily appear on her face.

Yu Yuxian noticed this and became somewhat curious about the admiral they were talking about.

What kind of person would inspire such admiration in ship girls?

Generally speaking, ship girls have a relationship of dependence and trust with their admirals, like family or lovers. The emotion of worship is not so much like the relationship between ship girls and admirals, but more like the relationship between fans and idols.

We lingered in the town for quite a while, and it was getting late. Staying out too long would make others worry.

Vittorio Veneto then prepared to lead the destroyers back to the naval base.

After Yuxian told the children that they were going to the naval base together, they were very happy. They had just played with the destroyers and didn't want to part with their new friends so soon.

The group slowly made their way towards the garrison headquarters.

A hotel in an inland area.

Lexington said seriously, "Admiral, it's time to return to the naval base. We've been out for quite some time now, and everyone's getting anxious. Besides, it would be terrible if the Abyssal Fleet attacked."

As the secretary ship of the naval base, Lexington fulfilled her duties as a secretary very responsibly, reminding her admiral of what he should do.

"With everyone here at the naval base, there won't be any problems. There's no need to go back so early."

"I'm going to perform with Quincy, and my singing will definitely receive thunderous applause!"

Upon hearing the admiral's words, the Repulse Head Maid, who was pouring tea, couldn't help but tremble. Fortunately, she skillfully held the teacup still, preventing the tea from spilling.

The barely perceptible fluctuation in her Repulse did not affect her work; she continued to skillfully serve the admiral red tea.

Lexington was very unhappy with the admiral's words. She said loudly, "Admiral, don't cause Quincy any more trouble. She has New Orleans to take care of her. You absolutely cannot go to her performance."

"Why not? I am the Admiral! I am the Emperor!"

As emperor, Nero Claudius felt it was necessary for her to let more people appreciate her singing and performances.

Lexington retorted without any hesitation, "Admiral, is that singing? That's murder!"

"Quincy has worked so hard to get this many fans, do you want to ruin her reputation?!"

Lexington's words were a bit harsh, but she felt she couldn't dissuade her capricious admiral from his unrealistic ideas without doing so.

Nero was very displeased with Lexington's words. She glared at her assistant and said, "Lexington, I'm warning you, if you continue to slander me like this, I'll be replacing my secretary ship!"

Lexington was not about to give in so easily. She said without backing down, "Even if I don't become your secretary ship, I still have to say, Admiral, your singing is terrible!"

"You just don't know how to appreciate it. Someone once said that Yu's singing voice is very beautiful."

Nero still wanted to participate in Quincy's performance; she had finally gotten this opportunity and didn't want to give it up so easily.

Lexington remained unfazed, her attitude unusually firm as she stated, "I don't know who you're talking about, but here, no means no!"

"Repulse, pack your bags, we're heading back to the naval base immediately!"

Without Repulse word, Renown started packing her luggage, which was her job as a maid. At the same time, she was also very worried that the admiral would actually go on stage to perform, which would be a disaster.

Repulse 'd rather face a deep-sea battleship than the admiral's song... No! Abyssal Flagship is fine too.

Ever since she heard the admiral sing once, she never wanted to hear it a second time; it was more terrifying than fighting Abyssal Flagship.

After forcibly pulling Nero into the car in Lexington, Repulse took the driver's seat and started the car, heading towards the naval base.

As the car drove down the street, various billboards advertising Quincy's concerts lined both sides, and large screens were playing footage of Quincy's past performances. Passersby would occasionally shout, "Quincy! Quincy! Quincy!"

Seeing this scene, Nero complained resentfully, "Such a good opportunity, who knows if there will be another one like it..."

Hearing Nero's complaints, Repulse unconsciously sped up the car. She was eager to leave this place as soon as possible and nip the admiral's idea in the bud.

Normally, as the Head Maid, Renown would grant any Repulse the admiral made and arrange everything perfectly. However, there was one thing Repulse would never do in favor of the admiral, and she wholeheartedly agreed with Lexington's words.

The Admiral's singing is murder!

Section 442, Chapter 5: Comrade, Vodka

Yuxian followed Vittorio Veneto to the garrison, which was comparable in size to, or even larger than, the town.

The docks along the coast in the distance are very well maintained, with more than enough space for large ships to dock, serving as the starting point for the ship girls' sorties.

However, the dock is now empty, with no ships docked. In this world of ship girls, especially in this dangerous sea area, there are very few ships coming and going. Most of the supplies are transported by land or by ship girls.

A figure could be seen standing on the dock in the distance, while an eagle soared in the sky.

Vittorio Veneto explained, "That's Essex; she always liked to fly her bald eagle there by herself."

The center of the naval base is a very large square with nice greenery. Dormitories and canteens are built on both sides, where the ship girls usually eat and live.

Behind the main building is a huge warehouse, ensuring the supply and maintenance of the ship girls.

"The Admiral isn't at the naval base right now, so I won't take you to the main building," Vittorio Veneto said. "I'll take you to the dining hall instead; it's where everyone usually likes to go."

Yuxian had no objection to this. As a guest, he should follow the host's arrangements.

As soon as the children arrived at the naval base, the destroyers took them away to play with other people, Yuxian and the others followed Vittorio Veneto to the mess hall.

Although it's called a cafeteria, it's actually more like a recreation room.

Outside of mealtimes, people often sit and chat here, and there are also other facilities for them to enjoy.

Yuxian walked in and saw that there were indeed many ship girls there. They all turned their eyes to him when they saw the stranger arrive.

"It's you all!" Prinz Eugen was also there. She greeted Yuxian politely and took the initiative to introduce everyone.

Everyone was very polite to Yuxian and his group. A girl with her hair in a bun said, "You've come at just the right time. Sister Yat Sen is cooking for you today. You're in for a treat."

"Ping Hai, aren't you going to help? Be careful you don't get scolded!" Everyone teased Ping Hai for slacking off, which made her pout angrily and go back to the kitchen to help.

With Yuxian face, Yu Xian sat down with Mash in a very polite manner, constantly looking around at the environment and the ship girls.

Musashi, on the other hand, was quite unceremonious. She sat down casually, her eyes constantly glancing at the bar behind her, where a whole row of drinks made her a little tempted.

"Comrade, vodka!"

Soviet could tell at a glance that Musashi was having an alcohol craving; she knew this feeling all too well, and immediately came over with a bottle of liquor in hand.

Duang!

A large bottle of vodka was placed in front of Musashi. The Soviet's face was flushed, indicating that he had already drunk quite a bit.

"You look like someone who can hold their liquor. Let's drink together; they're all terrible drinkers."

Soviet, who was worried about having no one to drink with, sat down next to Musashi without any pretense.

As the saying goes, friends make friends over drinks; in her mind, anyone who can drink is a good comrade.

She took the first sip as a sign of respect, picked up the bottle, and chugged down a large mouthful.

Ha--

A strong smell of alcohol wafted from the room, which Yuxian could detect even from a great distance.

Musashi, not to be outdone, made no attempt at politeness and picked up a bottle of sake to drink heartily.

The vodka was much stronger than the low-alcohol drinks Musashi usually drank. After taking a sip, she couldn't handle it and kept clicking her tongue in disbelief.

But given his inherent alcohol tolerance, this wasn't enough to get Musashi drunk; his cheeks just turned red instantly.

After a few drinks, Musashi became even more unrestrained, and she and the Soviet started chatting and making a ruckus without realizing it.

The others quickly avoided the two women, keeping their distance to avoid getting smelled of alcohol.

Yuxian was a little worried about Musashi. Musashi's alcohol tolerance was undoubtedly impressive, but compared to the Soviet who drank vodka like water, Musashi's alcohol tolerance was clearly lacking.

As Yuxian had predicted, Musashi was already tipsy before he had drunk much.

All I heard was her loudly proclaiming, "This little bit of wine is nothing."

"Back in the day, after drinking, I'd drift downstream in a small boat, fight someone for three hundred rounds, win, and then float away, tsk tsk..."

Yuxian shook his head inwardly. He'd already started bragging; Miyamoto Musashi was really something else...

Unsuspecting, the Soviet patted Musashi on the shoulder and said with admiration, "You're very good. Let's continue. How can we fight without a drink? After drinking this bottle of vodka, I can take down even the Abyssal Flagship in an instant!"

"Liquor capacity is strength, liquor capacity is firepower, liquor capacity is justice."

"Come on! Let's drink!"

As he spoke, Soviet and Musashi began drinking heavily again.

The maid, who was dressed as a counterattack, came over and refilled Yuxian and Mash's tea. She glanced at Musashi and the Soviet and asked, "Is your friend alright? Should we go and separate them?"

Yuxian smiled helplessly and said, "It's okay. We'll take her to the dock to get some fresh air in a while, and she'll wake up. If that doesn't work, we'll just leave her in the warehouse. She'll come out on her own when she wakes up tomorrow."

The counterattack left him speechless; what kind of people were these?

But then I thought about it again. Last time, my sister Repulse the same thing to the drunken Soviet. I was still too naive as a maid. I should remember it carefully.

No one paid any more attention to the two people drinking on the side and continued chatting.

At that moment, Quincy's image appeared on the television in the cafeteria.

"Look, look! It's Quincy! She's here!"

Everyone turned their attention to the television screen.

Quincy, dressed in a glamorous outfit, ran onto the stage with a star-like presence, and the audience below cheered her name continuously, creating a very enthusiastic atmosphere.

"I never would have guessed that Quincy, who's usually like that, would be so glamorous on stage." The ship girls present were all talking about it, clearly unable to connect the Quincy on TV with the person they knew.

You should know that Quincy's sister, New Orleans, really worries about her when she's at the naval base.

"What's so great about it..." A sarcastic voice rang out incongruously.

Yuxian glanced at Eugen's displeased expression and smiled inwardly. It was envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Eugen, who also dreamed of becoming an idol, had already lost at this moment. Who could blame her when her older sister Bismarck was a battle maniac? Eugen usually had to accompany Bismarck on escort missions and didn't have much time to practice. Gradually, Quincy pulled away from her.

There was nothing that could be done about it. Rather than debuting as an idol, Eugen preferred to stay by Bismarck's side and protect her.

Eugen was well aware that there are gains and losses in life.

But seeing Quincy's incredible success, she was still very unhappy.

Section 443, Chapter Six: Why do ants move house?

On television, Quincy looked radiant and showed no trace of her usual silly and adorable self.

It has to be said that some people are born to be idols, regardless of their personality or anything else; that's just talent.

The ship girls present reacted in various ways: some cheered, some exclaimed in amazement, and some were envious.

As an outsider, Yuxian couldn't comment much on this, so he just casually chimed in with a few words, treating it as entertainment.

Anna walked in and sat down next to Yuxian.

"Why don't you play with everyone?" Yuxian asked her curiously.

While the other children were playing outside, Anna returned alone, which surprised Yuxian.

Anna said dismissively, "They're so naive."

Yuxian blinked, a little curious about what the children were playing. Anna thought it was childish, since they usually played together happily.

A group of children are playing on the grass in the naval base square.

"Why did Anna leave? Isn't she playing anymore?"

Seeing Anna leave, the others were a little confused, wondering why she suddenly stopped playing.

"Never mind her, whose turn is it now?"

Because of Anna's delay, they somewhat forgot the original order.