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“Irina, what's wrong? You look so unhappy,” said Anna, a girl with a face full of freckles, gossiping as she looked at her colleague who had just walked in. “Is someone bothering you again?”
Irina is a girl of about seventeen or eighteen, with shoulder-length orange hair. She wears a white long-sleeve shirt on top and black straight-leg pants below. She is neither tall nor short, and her figure is particularly well-proportioned. While her curves may not meet the double S standard, they are still quite prominent, fitting for a girl of her age.
“It's nothing.”
She took off the camera hanging around her neck and placed it on the bed. Irina leaned forward and flopped down onto the soft mattress.
“Come on! We've been partners for so long; what can't you say?” Anna said while munching on snacks. “Did some pervert take advantage of you again? Honestly, I envy you. No matter where you go, there’s always a bunch of infatuated guys fawning over you, unlike me, who has never had anyone pay attention to me. Oh God! Please send me a prince charming!”
“My dear Darvalis, can we not be so gossipy? Besides, no one has been born yet who could take advantage of me!” Irina replied irritably. She then rolled over from the bed to sit at the edge and took a hefty swig from the vodka bottle on the table, looking as tough as can be.
“So what's going on? You look so gloomy, almost like a resentful woman. By the way, could it be that an Admiral is trying to hit on you?” Anna said excitedly.
Having partnered together for nearly four years, if she still didn’t know that this seemingly delicate girl was one of the Fleet Girls, then her nearly six years of experience as an entertainment reporter would have been wasted.
“So what kind is it this time? A middle-aged uncle or a young fresh meat?”
“Anna, shut up! This time no one is trying to hit on me,” Irina said unhappily. Normally, if Anna made such jokes, Irina wouldn’t get angry because she was used to it. But this time was different; after all, she had seen the last person she wanted to see on this ship. Well, she was actually quite happy to run into him, but thinking about what he had done to her in the past made Irina grit her teeth in frustration.
“Oh, I won’t say anything.” Realizing that her friend was genuinely upset, Anna decided to keep quiet but pointed towards the door with her finger.
A handsome young man dressed in a White Admiral Uniform stood at the open door of their room, wearing a bright smile.
"Miss Irina, my name is Shangguan Yuluo. May I have the honor of inviting you to lunch?"
"I'm not available." With Anna's gleeful gaze upon her, Irina walked straight to the door and shut it.
"Irina, what's wrong with you today? Why are you in such a bad mood?" Anna asked, puzzled. She had seen this kind of situation happen more often lately. Although Irina would usually refuse, her tone and attitude were generally gentle; she would never slam the door like she did now.
"What's wrong? What do you think is wrong?" Irina said, irritably ruffling her hair and taking a hard swig of vodka. "Anna, what should I do right now?"
"What do you mean, what should you do? You need to clarify things first," Anna replied with concern. Despite her tendency to tease Irina, she genuinely cared for her friend. Although Irina sometimes neglected her appearance, she would never mess up her hair like this; it seemed that her good friend was truly facing some serious trouble.
"How can I explain it to you? It's so annoying." Irina pounded her forehead with her fist, forcing herself to calm down slightly before speaking. "Darvalis, it's like this: when someone who once took away your most precious thing and then threw you out reappears after a long time, what should you do?"
"Most precious thing? Oh, I get it. You mean someone slept with you and then abandoned you, and now that heartless scoundrel has come back asking for your forgiveness. You don't know what to do, right?" Anna said. As an entertainment reporter, she had written countless gossip articles like this and easily imagined Irina's situation.
"No! That's not it!" Irina quickly waved her hands in denial, her face slightly flushed. "It's not what you think! Let me put it this way: I used to live on a very large Naval Base with many powerful Fleet Girls, so the Admiral never paid me any attention. Whether it was sorties, drills, or expeditions, I had nothing to do with them. The most frustrating part was that he demanded I give my equipment to others and then kicked me out of the Naval Base after a long time."
"Are you stupid? Don't you know the saying about killing the donkey after using it? If he tells you to give it up, just give it! You really have no sense!" Anna exclaimed with an expression of exasperation. Usually seeing Irina as quite clever, she couldn't understand why she lacked judgment in this matter.
However, having spent nearly four years with Irina, this was the first time she heard her talk about her past. Still, that didn't stop her from labeling that Admiral as a scumbag.
"Anna, you're not a Fleet Girl, so there are some things you don't quite understand," Irina explained. "As Fleet Girls, we generally don't refuse unless the Admiral's requests are unreasonable."
"Forget it, I don't really know how you Fleet Girls interact with my Admiral, so I won't comment on that. What's the situation now? Is your Admiral here asking for your forgiveness, or what?"
"No, I just saw him among the new passengers on board. He hasn't noticed me yet," Irina said shyly.
If the Admiral really came to beg for forgiveness, she wouldn't be struggling at all; she would just follow him.
"So what do you mean? Do you want to go back to him or not?"
"I don't know. That's why I'm asking you for advice," Irina said, looking conflicted.
To be honest, she really wanted to return to the Naval Base and be with the Admiral. But she had been abandoned by him in the first place, and she wasn't sure if he still wanted her.
"If it were me, I'd definitely go find him right now and give him a good beating, then take my equipment back. A scumbag like that should stay as far away as possible so he doesn't dirty my eyes."
"......" Irina was speechless. The suggestion was completely ridiculous; beating up the Admiral? She wasn't blind—she knew that besides Richelieu and Prince of Wales, and that likely Veneto with white hair, even the three unnamed Destroyers could easily take her down in seconds since she was an unarmed Light Cruiser Ship Girl.
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