Azur Lane Under the Stars

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"Promotion?"

Plymouth stopped what she was doing, preparing to drink water, and looked at the little ship girl in front of her with a confused expression.

"What promotion?"

The little ship girl thought for a moment and said, "It seems that the documents from above are about to come down. Because of the departure of senior Hama, senior Brest, and Prince Rupprecht, you have been promoted directly from a candidate to a formal employee."

"Isn't there still that Chekalov guy? He probably won't give up the chance for a promotion, right?"

Plymouth knows this friend very well and will certainly not miss this opportunity for promotion, as it means more salary and benefits.

"Well, it seems that Senior Chekalov has already resigned, saying he found a better place to go," the little ship girl explained.

"A better place? Which area offers better terms than this?" Plymouth asked curiously.

Isn't this just a complete sucker?

"Well, although Senior Chekalov didn't go into details, it seems to be the same place that Senior Hama and the others are going."

"A place to go?"

Slightly surprised, Plymouth's lips gradually curled into a smile.

Wow, that's amazing! You're already working in that port area? What's so special about that port area?

No, that's not right. Chkalov's words are probably quite realistic. Is that port really that well-funded? Could it offer something even more generous than two pieces of gold equipment?

Hmm, and Binjiang and Brest have gotten so much stronger too, and that commander isn't from this world either...

Hmm, could it be that they've found a way to leave this world together?

"Senior? Minister?"

The little ship girl called for a long time, but Plymouth still didn't respond, so she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"Huh? Oh, what's up? Sorry, I was just spacing out."

"Phew, senior, it seems your transfer order will be issued in the next few days. Remember to treat everyone to a celebratory meal when it comes."

The little ship girl and Plymouth clearly have a very good relationship, as they were joking around with each other.

"Heh, it's not even close to being done yet. Let's finish the work at hand first."

Plymouth smiled and shook his head.

"Oh! As expected of a senior! So reliable... I'll be going now!" The little ship girl ran off quickly.

Plymouth thought for a moment, took a piece of paper from the drawer, and began to write.

"Dear Director..."

A dozen minutes later, a piece of paper was filled with writing. He took out an envelope, put it in a simple box, and then randomly called over a ship girl, asking her to hand the envelope to the office.

After sitting blankly in the office for a few minutes, Plymouth began tidying up her desk, casually stuffing some of her belongings into her ship equipment space, and then got up and left the office.

As he passed the door of the bureau chief's office, he paused, glanced at it, and a hint of unfathomable disgust flashed in his eyes.

Hmph, finally...

…………

What about Ren Shuo at this moment?

Binjiang was enthusiastically sharing Plymouth's actions with Ren Shuo, and even Brest looked smug.

"Commander, you didn't see how Plymouth lost to Brest back then, it was absolutely hilarious."

Brest also said, "It was a real blunder that I forgot to take a picture of it."

While eating the cookies made by Belfast, Ren Shuo said, "Hmm, I am somewhat concerned about it."

During this period of travel, Ren Shuo met Plymouth a few times, but they were only nodding acquaintances.

However, these aspects also left Ren Shuo with the image of a steady and mature older sister.

It's hard to imagine what the older sister's utterly astonished expression looked like.

"Belfast, thank you for your hard work," Ren Shuo said to Belfast.

"It's not hard work... or rather, I'm just here to make a show of things?"

Belfast tilted his head and said.

I thought it would be some kind of difficult task, but it turned out to be just this? It's basically no different from the work I've done before, except the person is different.

"Hehehe, we were originally planning to use Belfast's identity to provoke Plymouth, but it seems we got a little too excited and ended up mocking them instead..."

Binjiang scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, and Brest's pretty face also turned slightly red.

There was nothing I could do; I simply couldn't stop when facing Plymouth.

It's rare to see someone so brazenly mocking another person.

"It's alright, as long as you're happy." Ren Shuo didn't seem to mind.

Upon arriving in this world, I first found various resources that I could use in the port area, and then I tricked Prince Rupprecht, who was from Binjiang and Brest and came with his dowry, into my hands.

They also picked up Chkalov, a part-time worker who could work as a secretary on the ship, along the way.

Ren Shuo was already quite satisfied. As for Plymouth, to be honest, although he wanted it, he didn't necessarily want to let someone else take it away.

Right now, the most important thing is for my girls to be happy.

"You can't say that. If we're happy, we should make you happy too, Commander," Binjiang said seriously.

"So don't worry, even if we have to tie them up, we'll tie them up and take them back!"

With a very gentle smile, Brest said something somewhat dangerous.

"Brest is just being arrogant about Plymouth. He probably just doesn't want to see Plymouth fend for itself in this rotten world, right?"

Binjiang Ridiculous Road.

"Binjiang!"

Brest scolded, his little scheme exposed.

"Hehehe, okay, okay, I won't say anything."

Binjiang leisurely poured himself a glass of osmanthus wine. Hmm, this is Yixian wine, and it tastes really good.

It has a low alcohol content and is slightly sweet, but it gives a very refreshing feeling, at least Binjiang likes it very much.

"By the way, where is Prince Rupprecht?"

Ren Shuo arrived somewhat late; Prince Rupprecht had already left before Ren Shuo arrived.

"Oh, Your Highness, it seems she knows that girl from the port... yes, Saratoga, the same pink-haired girl, the same backline ship girl, and the same mischievous kid. They hit it off immediately and went to play."

Binjiang said.

"Wow, these two have teamed up?" Ren Shuo said decisively to Belfast, "Belfast, have Lexington and Frederick the Great keep an eye on things."

Let's not get to know Fushun and then blow up the port area.

“Don’t worry, Master, someone has been following us all along…” Belfast said.

"That's good..." Ren Shuo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it really necessary?" Binjiang said dismissively, thinking that Ren Shuo was making a mountain out of a molehill.

"Ha, you don't understand. What kind of terrible sparks can fly when two brats get together."

Ren Shuo's gaze suddenly became profound.

"Okay, okay, I don't understand... It seems that Chekalov has already started working in the port area?"

Binjiang asked, "After being tricked into coming to the port area, this colleague stopped caring and immediately threw himself into his work."

The more overtime he worked, the more he earned, and the happier Chekalov became.

It just so happens that none of the ship girls from the Northern Union in the port area are willing to do any work, which gives Chkalov, the king of trickery, many opportunities. In just a few days, he has reportedly already made a lot of money.

In addition, he would drink vodka with everyone from Beilian in his spare time.

Or perhaps they're just playing with the golden equipment they've just acquired in the training grounds...

In Chekalov's own words, it was so comfortable, it was like heaven.

“Speaking of which, I’ve always had a question,” Ren Shuo said to Brest, “Why do I always feel that the ship girls in your world are easier to deal with…”

Brest laughed: "Hero, just tell us directly that we're easy to handle."

Before Ren Shuo could feel a little embarrassed, Brest continued, "Actually, it's not like we're easy to deal with. Put yourself in their shoes. You know the world is about to end, and there's no trust between people anymore. The higher-ups are all rotten to the core..."

"This life, which has no future and is even somewhat aimless, is suddenly transformed by someone who tells you one day, 'I will take you away from this world to a better world that is more suitable for you,' and provides evidence that they can do it."

"Anyone would know what to choose."

Ren Shuo seemed to understand something: "I see..."

"It's a pity there are too many sisters in the port area, otherwise, I could have tricked several more ship girls back to the port area... right, Master?"

Belfast joked.

"You little maid, how dare you talk about your master like that?"

Ren Shuo glared at Belfast with annoyance.

Belfast feigned surprise and covered her mouth: "Could it be that if there were a ship girl in front of you that the port doesn't have, Master, wouldn't you be tempted?"

Ren Shuo wanted to stand firm and show that he was not tempted, but as a commander, he simply couldn't be tough in this regard and gave up.

"Okay, I admit it."

"whee."

Belfast smiled as if she had won some kind of war, her clear, lake-like eyes crinkling into crescent moons.

"This atmosphere is definitely the best," Brest thought to himself.

…………

The ugliness of human nature, the ambitions of those in power, and even all sorts of disgusting things that happen during times of war.

Plymouth has seen so many of these places that it's become commonplace.

Among her five friends, she was born the longest and was also the strongest.

Moreover, in a sense, the current director of the Maritime Bureau, while not exactly someone who watched her grow up, did watch her climb to this position step by step.

Her methods made me very uncomfortable, and even now, I feel a sense of disgust.

However, the relatively stable life I have now is already the best I can have.

So sometimes Plymouth could only pretend he knew nothing and continue living like that.

She was even prepared to die peacefully alongside the world.

"But look, there's another road."

Plymouth was tidying up his things in his room, humming an unknown lullaby softly to himself.

Brest, Binjiang, Chkalov, and Prince Rupprecht all chose that path. Should I give it a try too?

Other worlds seem so alluring.

One of Plymouth's special talents is her ability to sense the atmosphere or aura surrounding a ship girl to understand what kind of person she is.

She felt a sense of peace and inner happiness around Belfast.

In addition, several of my friends have also changed to varying degrees, and the atmosphere around me has become much more gentle.

It hasn't been that long.

Perhaps that's what makes that port area so special.

Therefore, Plymouth couldn't help but feel a little longing, wondering how he could have such a life.

Hmm, let me think of a way to join that port area.

If the other commanders knew what Plymouth was thinking, they'd probably be ready to cry.

They went to great lengths to get others to join their port district, but it turns out they're the ones who went to great lengths to join someone else's port district...

The difference is quite large.

It's understandable, though. On one hand, you can go to a company with easy work and good benefits, and on the other hand, you can go to a relatively ordinary company. Which would you choose?