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Chuyang has always been a poor guy. During his time at the academy, he relied on his stipend to get by. Even after graduating and becoming a full-fledged Admiral with a decent salary, he still couldn't escape the fate of being a loser.
Although the Naval Headquarters provides sufficient supplies to the Naval Base every month, selling the four types of resources on the black market could yield a significant amount of money. However, let's not forget that the Naval Base belongs not just to him, but to everyone. So with just the Admiral's salary, his wealth is only slightly better than that of Andrea Doria and Saratoga, as well as Isuzu, who spends a large portion of his salary on upgrading his Truck. In fact, he doesn't even compare to Firefly, who has over a hundred thousand in savings.
In short, if he were to rely solely on his meager salary, he truly couldn't afford Richelieu. But it didn't matter; even if Carmicia didn't openly offer to take charge, Chuyang could afford not just one piece of clothing from that store but even ten.
The reason is simple: just before heading out, Prince of Wales and Veneto each handed him a checkbook. As long as the total amount doesn't exceed ten million, he can spend it however he likes.
At this point, Chuyang has completely established himself as a kept man. He used to rely on Lexington for support and now has switched to Prince of Wales and Veneto. Who knows who else he will depend on in the future? But it doesn't really matter; before the Fleet Girls arrived, he had boldly vowed that once they were here, he would support them and not let the Ladies suffer. However, after having Lexington and others around, Chuyang suddenly realized that this vow was somewhat hollow. So now he believes that what is his is his, and what is yours is also his. Why should family be divided?
Ultimately, Richelieu only bought one new trench coat from this year's collection at that store. It wasn't that she didn't want to buy more; it was simply unnecessary. Richelieu is not a true shopaholic or someone who compulsively buys things. The reason she used to act that way was entirely due to Chuyang. Misunderstanding that the Admiral had abandoned her led her to shop excessively to vent her emotions. In fact, most of the clothes she bought back then were never tried on; she didn't care whether they fit or not—she just bought them all.
Before coming to Europe, Lexington had helped Richelieu sort through those clothes. The result? Out of nearly two or three hundred pieces, no more than twenty were suitable for Richelieu to wear. The rest of the unopened clothes were confiscated by Lexington. From now on, whenever new Fleet Girls join the Naval Base, they can pick out a few suitable outfits for themselves as a perk since each piece of clothing is quite valuable.
Additionally, Richelieu wasn't out shopping today just to buy clothes; she originally intended to enjoy a romantic time with the Admiral and savor their moments together. But now there was an enormous third wheel accompanying them—Carmicia—whose presence overshadowed even Chuyang's own Maternal Radiance.
There was no way around it; compared to extravagance, Chuyang—who had grown accustomed to hardship—couldn't compete with Loli at all. As the Fifth Sister Leader of the Italian Mafia, Carmicia's wealth far surpassed Chuyang's and her spending was generous enough to be considered extravagant among friends.
So sometimes Chuyang thinks that if he can't make it in the Admiral circle in the future, perhaps he should take his Fleet Girls and try being pirates instead.
After all, there's a saying: "Killing and arson bring gold belts; repairing bridges and roads leave no corpses."
In the following days, apart from occasionally going out with Richelieu, Chuyang spent her time idly.
It wasn't until the day before New Year's Day that Prince of Wales and Veneto, who had been too busy to be seen, finally had some free time.
"Are you all done?" Chuyang placed a cup of brewed tea in front of Prince of Wales and returned to the sofa across from her.
"Yes, everything is arranged." Picking up the tea, Prince of Wales took a sip and slightly frowned. Although she often visited Chinese restaurants in the city to honor Admiral over the years, she still found it hard to get used to this ancient Eastern drink. To be precise, aside from red wine, she couldn't adapt to any other beverages, including coffee.
"It's a pity about such a large enterprise," Veneto said after quickly jotting down some calculations on a piece of paper. "If we could continue to control these two gangs, it would bring substantial revenue to Naval Base every year."
Since the two major gangs unified the underground world of Blanca, dirty trades like drugs and human trafficking had been eradicated. However, the dividends from all the gambling establishments in the city were still quite significant. After deducting salaries and various benefits for gang members, the remaining profits were still considerable enough to cover the daily expenses of maintaining a large Naval Base.
"Veneto, don't do anything you shouldn't," Prince of Wales warned.
In the past, without Admiral, they could do as they pleased. However, due to their connections with the two gangs, they had received warnings from the Fleet Girls stationed at Naval Headquarters in Blanca City, suspecting their involvement in human societal politics.
Now, to avoid bringing unnecessary trouble to Chuyang, they knew that even though the two gangs could provide substantial revenue for Naval Base, they had to give it up entirely and not have any further involvement to prevent Naval Headquarters from noticing. If that happened, it would be Admiral who would bear the brunt.
"I know; it's just a bit of a shame." When it came to rationality, even someone as iron-willed as Bismarck couldn't compare to Veneto. In fact, Veneto was more suited to be an Admiral than Chuyang when it came to strategic vision and meticulous thinking—no one could surpass her. Unfortunately, her identity as a Fleet Girl destined her not to become an Admiral.
"It's fine; I'll take care of you all in the future," Chuyang said confidently.
"Freeloader," Veneto retorted disdainfully.
After New Year's Day, after converting everything that could be sold into cash, Chuyang and his group officially left Blanca and embarked on a journey across the European continent in search of other Fleet Girls.
However, without any clues, searching for Fleet Girls who might still be hiding their true identities was akin to finding a needle in a haystack. They could not possibly go from city to city asking around, so by January 10th, when they boarded a luxury cruise ship returning to Asia in Scarlet City, they still had not received any useful information.
As for Akagi, working at a company established by humans, she must have concealed her identity as a Fleet Girl. Without knowing Akagi's alias or having any photos, Chuyang searched through over a dozen well-known dining companies in Scarlet City but found nothing.
However, when Chuyang and his group stepped onto the deck of the cruise ship, they did not notice a girl with orange hair dressed as a reporter, standing by the railing on the third floor of the upper deck, looking curiously at Chuyang, who was chatting and laughing with Richelieu.
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