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"Knock, knock, knock."
The sudden sound of knocking brought a hint of displeasure to the face of Prince of Wales. If it were just her alone, it wouldn't matter much. But let's not forget, there was still a sleeping Loli in the room.
After returning to the Naval Base and seeing the Admiral surrounded by Lexington and Saratoga, Prince of Wales felt out of place and decided to focus all her attention on Firefly, almost feeling like she was raising a daughter.
Naturally, she had no good feelings towards the early visitor who disturbed Firefly's sleep.
However, before Prince of Wales could take any action, the door was pushed open from the outside.
In the Naval Base, aside from the Admiral, who was the only male, everyone else was Fleet Girls. There wasn't really any issue of convenience, so in most cases, people wouldn't choose to lock the door from the inside, and Prince of Wales was no exception.
"Good morning, Princess of Wales."
The visitor was Carmicia. As soon as the little girl jumped in, her gaze landed on Firefly on the bed.
"Carmicia, it's so early. Do you need something from Firefly?"
Gently shaking her head, Prince of Wales signaled for Carmicia not to disturb Firefly.
If it were someone else, Prince of Wales might have already kicked them out. But when it came to Carmicia, she couldn't muster much anger.
They had been living together for four years now, and it was Carmicia and others who accompanied her through the toughest times. Besides, this Loli had no sense of decorum; she wouldn't care whether one was angry or not.
"Firefly, you lazy bum, wake up!"
The reminder from Prince of Wales seemed to be in vain, as Carmicia immediately pounced onto the bed upon entering, shaking Firefly vigorously.
"Carmicia..."
"Firefly, can I borrow your little car today?"
"But I already lent it to Shooting Fish."
Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Firefly dodged Carmicia's hand that was pinching her cheek and quickly crawled into the arms of Prince of Wales, who was sitting by the bed.
"You lent it to her yesterday, so today it's my turn."
Wherever there are people, there are rivalries, especially between Shooting Fish and Carmicia, who had already clashed.
All day yesterday, Bluefin Tuna and Shooting Fish had been flaunting their little car in front of Carmicia, clearly showing off. Carmicia couldn't help but feel envious.
When she humbly begged Shooting Fish to let her play for a while, she was unexpectedly turned down. It was infuriating. So early this morning, Carmicia sought out Firefly, planning to get ahead and ensure that Shooting Fish wouldn't get to play today.
"But I already promised Shooting Fish," Firefly said, looking troubled as she gazed up at Prince of Wales, hoping her Sister of Prince of Wales would help her.
However, Prince of Wales had no intention of getting involved in such matters; it was better for the Lolis to resolve their own issues.
"There’s nothing to discuss. You lent it to her yesterday, so today it should be my turn."
"Firefly, you can't be so biased."
"Hey, Carmicia, don't you have Sister Airi's little cart?"
At the Naval Base, there are only two little carts, one belonging to her and the other to Andrea Doria. Yesterday afternoon, Andrea Doria had already reclaimed her little cart from Shooting Fish and gave it to Carmicia.
"One cart isn't enough; Aviere wants to play too."
This was purely an excuse. Little Demon Aviel's personality is too timid; even though Aviere has already become a young lady, she wouldn't express such thoughts. Even if she did have them, she generally wouldn't voice them.
Carmicia's actions were entirely motivated by revenge against Shooting Fish. You wouldn't lend it to me, huh? Well, today I'll make sure you can't play at all.
"That seems true!"
Firefly thought for a moment and ultimately was persuaded by Carmicia.
Early in the morning, Firefly wasn't the only one disturbed; Chuyang was as well.
As the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Just the night before last, he had spent a romantic night with his main wife, Lexington, and last night he was unexpectedly pushed down by Sister-in-law Saratoga.
"There are only overworked oxen, not plowed fields."
This was Chuyang's most profound realization at that moment. After two consecutive nights of conquest, he had exhausted all his energy and stamina. So when Shooting Fish pushed the door open, Saratoga barely had time to wrap herself in a blanket while Chuyang lay sprawled on the bed in just his boxers, looking completely dazed.
"Shooting Fish, what are you doing?"
The scream came from Saratoga. Looking at the innocent expressions of Shooting Fish and Bluefin Tuna standing at the foot of the bed, Sister-in-law trembled with anger, feeling a mix of rage and embarrassment.
As for why they didn't lock the door? Well! It's not fair to blame the Sister-in-law. In fact, it was to prevent others from interrupting their wonderful time together and also to avoid being barged in by the mischievous Lolis, resulting in an inappropriate scene like the one happening now. The Sister-in-law had already locked the door from the inside before approaching the room last night.
But a regular door lock isn't very secure; forget about the Fleet Girls, even a slightly strong person could kick it open. How could it possibly stop the eager Shooting Fish?
"Admiral, tell a story," said the Loli, tilting her head and blinking her beautiful big eyes at Chuyang.
She then poked Chuyang's stomach with her finger and said, "Admiral actually has six-pack abs, but that's still not as good as Bismarck Sister, who has eight-pack abs!"
If it were any other time, Chuyang wouldn't mind showing off his perfect figure to the Lolis. But right now, he wasn't in the mood for that at all. He just wanted to figure out why Bluefin Tuna and Shooting Fish barged in so early in the morning. If those two Lolis couldn't give him a clear answer, they would be waiting for a spanking!
"Admiral, tell a story," Bluefin Tuna repeated like a parrot, mimicking Shooting Fish while also poking Chuyang's stomach.
"Tell a story? What story?" Chuyang quickly put on the clothes that were on the bedside and glared fiercely at the two Brats.
"It's the story you told Carmicia."
As if joking around, Shooting Fish wasn't afraid of the imposing Prince of Wales, let alone him. So little Kiddo completely ignored Chuyang's dangerous glare.
Shooting Fish was a typical case of "not fearing scarcity but fearing inequality." Yesterday, during a spat with Carmicia, she kept boasting about how good the Admiral was to her, often telling her stories when she was bored.
And since the Admiral had been back for two days now, he hadn't told her any stories or even had a proper conversation with her. That's why an impatient Shooting Fish dragged her cousin Bluefin Tuna over early in the morning to find him.
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