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"You ask me for advice, but this won't do and that won't do. What exactly do you want? Can't you just give a straightforward answer?" Anna complained. "But seriously, for someone like that scumbag, I advise you to give up on him! You said it yourself, your Admiral is now living it up with others, probably has forgotten you completely. So, if you're really feeling something, why not consider that guy named Shangguan? Not only is he handsome, but he's also in great shape—a total sunshine boy."
"Impossible. Even if the Admiral really doesn't want me anymore, I won't follow another Admiral," Irina said firmly.
When she first left the Naval Base, she stubbornly visited several other Naval Bases, thinking that since he didn't want her anymore, there would be plenty of Admirals who would want her! She didn't care to stay at the Naval Base!
But in the end, things often ended before they even began. She couldn't get past her own mental block and find another Admiral.
"Uh! This really feels like hanging oneself from a crooked tree! So after all this talk, you still want to go back to that scumbag."
"Well, he did help build me up. And Anna, can you please stop calling him a scumbag? He is still my Admiral," Irina complained.
"Listen here, girl. That was your former Admiral—just like an ex-husband; he's expired merchandise. If there are problems, the manufacturer—no, your parents—are not responsible. Besides, it sounds like you think he would actually take you back. If you're so confident about it, just go find him directly. It's that simple; why waste time talking to me about it?"
"Oh..." Irina was left speechless. Just as Anna said, what should have been a simple matter had become complicated because of her. The key issue was that she couldn't muster the courage to approach the Admiral again for fear of being hurt once more.
"What do you really want? Just give a straightforward answer! You're not acting like one of us warriors," Anna said, feeling frustrated as she noticed Irina's hesitance. Despite Irina's usually quiet demeanor, she had a bold side; during company year-end parties, she had once gotten all the scheming male colleagues drunk on vodka. But now, why was she acting so shy?
"I don't know," Irina shook her head. Other matters were easier to handle, but when it came to the Admiral, she truly felt lost.
"You... Fine. It's not a big deal; I'll go with you," Anna decided firmly. She feared that if they continued this conversation, Irina would drive her crazy.
"Um... I don't think that's a good idea!" Irina hesitated. Faced with the situation, she felt increasingly nervous.
"What’s wrong with that? Dragging it out like this isn’t a solution. It’s better to ask clearly and get it over with, so you can stop thinking about all those unnecessary things."
"Well, okay then!"
However, by this time, the ship had already left the port for a while. Most of the newly boarded passengers were busy tidying up their rooms and organizing their luggage. The spacious front deck felt somewhat empty. Looking around, Irina couldn’t find Chuyang and the others, which made her a bit anxious.
"What are you so anxious about? Look at you," Anna said, glaring at Irina, who seemed unsure of what to do. She turned directly to a sailor passing by and said, "Hey handsome, can I borrow that megaphone you have?"
"What for?" The sailor was quite cautious and didn’t immediately hand over the megaphone to Anna.
"Well, my friend just saw someone familiar among the passengers boarding but doesn’t know which room he’s in. So we thought we could use the megaphone to call out just once. It definitely won’t disturb anyone else resting."
"Then you can only call out once."
"Yeah, no problem, just once."
Thinking about it, it was daytime, and even if someone was resting, it would probably be very few people. So in the end, the sailor handed the megaphone to Anna.
"Irina, what’s your Admiral’s name?"
"This...," Irina was a bit confused. She really didn’t know what the Admiral's name was; everyone at the Naval Base just called him Admiral. No one had ever mentioned his real name. However, there was only one Admiral at the Naval Base back then, so she wouldn’t get it wrong. But now on this huge cruise ship, who knew how many Admirals there were...
"Hey, hurry up and say it! The handsome guy is still waiting over there!" Anna urged, shaking the megaphone in her hand.
"Call..."
"Just say it, it's just a name, what's so hard about it? Is it Yang Wei, or Zheng Gaochao, or Fan Jian?" Fine! This girl is really something.
"It's not that, I don't know what the Admiral's name is." Irina lowered her head deeply.
"You..." Anna almost choked on her own saliva, hitting Irina's head hard. "What good are you? Forget it, we won't look anymore. With you like this, not even knowing your own Admiral's name, you must have been a nobody at the Naval Base, an existence that could be ignored. Your Admiral has probably forgotten you."
"I..." Irina didn't know how to refute her words. Thinking about it, Anna was right; she really was a nobody at the Naval Base and had little presence. However, just giving up like this made her feel unwilling. Even if she got hurt again, she should at least ask for clarity.
"Why don't you just call Richelieu's name!" The Prince of Wales was too serious. Although Richelieu seemed a bit cold in Irina's impression, overall, she was much easier to talk to than the Prince of Wales. As for Veneto, that White-Haired Loli represented dark forces in Irina's mind. So after thinking it over, calling Richelieu's name seemed more appropriate.
"There aren't many Fleet Girls with that name, right?" Anna asked further. As a reporter, she needed to have knowledge in various areas. There were only so many battleships in Old World history, while the number of Fleet Girls was much larger. She didn't want to call out Richelieu and end up with ten or more showing up; that would be so awkward.
"Not many; there are hardly any in the whole world." Irina replied.
"Alright then, let me... wait a minute, what was your name again? Gay Husband?"
"Kirov! I've told you so many times already; it's Kirov, not Gay Husband." Irina—no, to be precise, Kirov—was exasperated.
"They're all the same." Saying this, Anna directly raised the loudspeaker and shouted: "Richelieu! Richelieu! Your Kirov is looking for you!"
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