Azur Lane Under the Stars

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"Because I don't know how!" Saratoga declared confidently.

"You can't, Fletcher can't? You can't let her write it? I think you're just taking on too much and haven't thought about what to do if the application doesn't go through?" Lexington sneered, seeing right through her.

"What should we do then?" Saratoga was very distressed. "I've already made a big promise."

Lexington sighed: "I told you, write down the plan, then write down the guardian's information, and finally come here to submit the form."

“But I don’t know how,” Saratoga said matter-of-factly. “Sister, you want me to fill out the form properly, but you won’t let me ask Fletcher. This is putting me in a difficult position.”

Lexington, furious, grabbed Saratoga on the head and started banging on it: "Did I tell you not to ask Fletcher? Didn't I tell you to learn how to write application forms properly? Huh? You're always the one who should be writing them, and you think you're right to make me write them for you?"

Lexington let out a satisfied sigh after Saratoga had him crouching in defense, then turned to York City and said, "York City, don't worry about me. Get the applications and stuff sorted out to the strictest standards!"

Yorktown glanced at Saratoga with amusement, thinking, "Aren't you asking for trouble? How dare you anger your sister like that..."

She nodded: "Okay."

The mackerel gave Saratoga a disdainful look, thinking he was a useless coward who was more likely to cause trouble than anything else.

The mackerel thought for a moment, then asked very obediently, "Sister Yorktown, can you teach us how to write this application form?"

Without comparison, there's no harm done. Compared to the sarapija, the mackerel seemed much more polite. Yorktown nodded in satisfaction and began his instruction:

"You guys are playing with Ironblood, right? Then you can just copy the plan. As for the number of people, you can just make a list yourselves. The rest is just finding a guardian... Don't you always have your sister Helena and Sister Vestal take you out to play? Just get them to sign it, and then submit the form to me for approval."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Yorktown sister," the big blue merman said sweetly.

"You're welcome," Yorktown replied with a smile.

The mackerel dragged Saratoga, who was being hammered and questioning his existence, away.

Lexington asked with great distress, "Yorktown, do you think I've failed at raising my sister? Look how worry-free your family business is."

Yorktown, however, tried to comfort her, saying, "Don't let Enterprise's current state fool you. She used to love fighting, never eating or resting properly, which worried me a lot. And if it weren't for the Commander, she'd probably still be like this... And Hornet too, she's not much better than Saratoga..."

Both women had their own troubles. They exchanged a glance and saw their unfortunate younger sisters. Both wives sighed.

Life is tough.

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"Nimi Nimi! Quick, let us copy the application form!" Big Bluefin Tuna rushed into Z23's room, holding an application form in her hand.

"Why are you copying mine? Didn't you White Eagles already hand in yours?" Z23 asked, somewhat puzzled.

Big Bluefish immediately said, "It's all because of that idiot Saratoga. She took on all the responsibility and said she would write everything, but she couldn't write it and it got rejected. I asked Sister Yorktown, and this event is a joint effort of several factions, so we can copy each other's plans."

“Oh, I see… Here it is. Just copy it from my room, and give it back to me when you’re done,” Z23 said.

"Oh! Thank you." The big blue mackerel happily lay down on the table, took out a pen, and began to copy.

"Where are your faction's guardians?" Z23 asked. "On our side, it's Sister Eugen and Sister Empress."

"Over there, I sent Fletcher to find Sister Vessel and Sister Helena... Saratoga originally wanted to go, but no one believes in Saratoga anymore, so I sent Fletcher instead... it's safer."

Who knows what kind of trouble Saratoga will cause when she goes to see her sisters?

Last time, he broke the new medical equipment that the goddess of the hearth had just bought, which made her extremely angry. Then she chased Saratoga around the port three times with a syringe that was half the size of a person.

"I see... It seems the applications from Sakura Empire and Royal Navy are almost ready. The applications from Iris Liberty East and Sardinia Northern Union are submitted together because they have fewer people." Z23 counted them one by one.

"Oh, I see... I'm done." Big Bluefin Flounder spread his hands and finished copying the things in the blink of an eye.

"So fast?" Z23 was taken aback. "I only have a few hundred words."

The mackerel proudly put its hands on its hips and said, "Hehehe, let me tell you, I'm often punished by copying texts and writing self-criticisms. My hand speed is probably the fastest among the White Eagles!"

Z23 retorted, "No, no, no, this isn't something to be proud of, is it?"

"Anyway, I'm leaving now. Listen to my good news!" The mackerel came and went in a hurry.

Z23 shook his head and began tidying up his desk.

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"You want to... camp on the beach?"

Inside the academy in the port area, Helena was grading the children's homework in her office when she looked at the quiet Fletcher in front of her and paused for a moment.

"But it really is summer vacation now... Once summer vacation starts, you guys can have some fun for a while."

Helena pondered for a moment, then said, "Okay, I'm fine on my end. What about Vesta?"

“The goddess of the hearth has agreed,” Fletcher said. “Helena, you agree? That’s great, sign here.”

Helena quickly signed the paper and then said to Fletcher, "It seems that St. Louis and Veneto also want to apply for a long-term summer opening to the beach. I guess everyone will be able to have a great time on the beach this time."

"Huh? Really? That way, the more people there are, the more fun we'll have." Fletcher seemed very happy.

"I think you're happy because there are adults around, so you don't have to cook all by yourself, right?" Helena smiled gently and patted Fletcher's orange hair.

Fletcher, a little embarrassed that his secret was exposed, chuckled, "Hehehe..."

If it were just the little ones, I'd probably have to do all the cooking myself again, and even with a guardian's help, I'd still be exhausted.

"Are you kids planning a camping trip on the beach?" Cologne, who was grading papers, stood up from his wheelchair and pushed up his glasses. "Perfect... let's all join in, let's treat it as summer camp."

"Don't worry, we won't interfere. This is just to deal with any emergencies," Cologne explained.

Special circumstances generally refer to situations where the little ones accidentally blow up the fish, set the dock on fire, or accidentally blow up the port area... The little guys are so engrossed in playing that they don't know what's going on.

At other times, seriously, can ship girls drown? Or get bitten to death by sharks? That's a huge joke. Haven't you seen Jiang Feng, the famous representative of the port, fishing for sharks every day, and then the fish in the sea chasing after the sharks every day?

If the sharks dare to come, we'll have an extra meal tonight.

After receiving Helena's signature, Fletcher bowed politely and said, "Then I'll be going now. Helena, you're busy."

After Fletcher left, Cologne remarked, "What a polite and well-mannered boy."

“Yes, just like your Nimi.” Helena and Nimi exchanged compliments.

"Alright, let's hurry up and get everything done in the next few days, then we can relax a bit."

"okay."

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"Summer camp... the whole Hong Kong area is coming? Half a month?" Ren Shuo stroked his chin and readily agreed, "Great, it's summer now, it'll be very comfortable to enjoy the sea breeze at night..."

“The kids have submitted their applications, and Veneto and the others also want to try it out, so I thought we should do it together. It'll also help keep the kids from getting into too much trouble.”

My wife was giving a work report in front of Ren Shuo.

“Sure, but are there enough tents in the port area?” Ren Shuo asked.

“Although we don’t have enough tents, we can buy more quickly. We don’t need many tents anyway, since only a minority of people enjoy camping. Most of the girls will probably play here during the day and then go back to their dorms to shower and sleep at night,” Wuqi said.

“That makes sense.” Ren Shuo nodded. “Okay, I’ll experience camping then too.”

"It's a little embarrassing to admit, but I've never been camping before," Ren Shuo said with a laugh. "And my childhood dream was to become an explorer, to go exploring deep mountains and jungles, to remote islands and beaches, and then to camp."

“This is perfect opportunity to help the Commander fulfill his dream.” Azuma smiled as well.

"Well, as for what exactly you need, you can report it to Ninghai and the others, and then have someone go out to purchase it. If all else fails, you can ask St. Louis to help you buy it."

“Yes, and there are ingredients too,” my wife said. “We can easily set up a campfire and a grill and cook right there on the beach.”

“Okay, okay,” Ren Shuo readily agreed.

“But have you considered what would happen if the wind got strong at the beach? What if the barbecue grill was blown away, or even the tent?” Joan of Arc expressed her concerns.

"It's alright. There's a weather forecasting machine that Yubari made. When the strong winds are coming, we can just have the builders create a barrier that looks like a mirrored sea."

Ren Shuo had already thought everything through.

"No, you're supposed to use the Mirror Sea like this?" Joan of Arc was dumbfounded.

Ren Shuo showed no embarrassment whatsoever: "Let me tell you, we're not going to use these things for fighting now, so we're turning military equipment into civilian equipment. That's called making the most of everything and not wasting a single thing."

“The commander is absolutely right.” Azuma smiled, her lips pursed.

"Whatever you say... When do we start?" Joan of Arc asked. "The little ones here are getting impatient."

"Let's wait two more days. Once the supplies arrive, we'll issue a notice to let everyone finish up what they're doing," Ren Shuo said.

“Okay… what about this month’s commission?” Joan of Arc asked.

Everyone in the port area is playing at the beach, what should we do about the commission?

"Same old routine, we're not short of money, let's find the Maritime Bureau and some free ship girls, and have the observers keep a close eye on the operation to make sure nothing goes wrong," Ren Shuo said.

Your Sirens' leader is from our family, how could anything happen to him?

Chapter 481 Elizabeth's Good Friday

"In conclusion, I'm counting on you for the next month, senpai~"

Today, Belfast wasn't wearing her usual black and white maid outfit. Instead, she was dressed casually in a slightly fitted white printed short-sleeved top, and her waist-length hair, which was originally loose down her back, was styled into a high ponytail.

Her naturally beautiful face, now lightly made up, appears even more stunning.

She wore navy blue skinny jeans that accentuated her perfect figure, and high-heeled sandals that revealed her delicate toes, making her look incredibly cute.

Standing before her, Newcastle looked distressed: "Why...did you suddenly decide to take a vacation?"

Belfast smiled and said, "I've been too busy lately, and I haven't had a single day off since I arrived in the port. So I wanted to take this opportunity to relax."

Honestly, even the busiest maid troupe in the port area has a one-month rest holiday every year.

The secretary ship option offers more flexibility. Firstly, it doesn't involve as much work every day, and secondly, it allows you to occasionally ask someone you know to cover for you for a couple of days, then treat them to a meal.

Previously, Belfast never took a day off, operating year-round without a break, but for some reason, they announced today that they would be taking a break.

This made Newcastle, the former head maid, feel a bit uncomfortable, because with Belfast resting, everything fell on her shoulders.

I finally got rid of this head maid title and enjoyed slacking off for a few years, and now I have to take up the post for another month.

If I hadn't already used up all my vacation days, I would have loved to take a break too.

But this time, their actions were reasonable and legal, and they didn't abandon their responsibilities when they were particularly busy. Rather, since everyone was free from work, they decided to relax during the summer camp for half a month and take their annual leave. They have done everything they could.

Newcastle sighed and said helplessly, "Alright... have a nice holiday this month."

"Hehe, then I'll leave it to you, senior."

Belfast's smile grew even sweeter as she hummed a little tune and left Newcastle's room.

Newcastle stood there for a moment, then patted his cheeks.

No, I need to tell the others before I start my shift... otherwise, things will be chaotic again.

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"Have you bought everything?" Ren Shuo asked, stroking his chin as he stood in front of the warehouse.

Cleveland, who was directing her sisters to move large shipping containers into the warehouse, smiled broadly when she saw Ren Shuo arrive, and nodded, saying:

"Commander, everything is almost ready. This batch includes tents and barbecue grills... a simple stove and camping cooking utensils are on their way and should arrive tomorrow. As for the ingredients, it's best to buy them fresh every day so they're fresh, and we can also catch seafood at the beach."

Ren Shuo suddenly asked, "You said... the ship girls' equipment space is just a matter of throwing it in and stopping time, right? Then why is there a new explanation?"

Cleveland paused, then thought, "Hmm, that makes sense..."

But she quickly realized: "Because there are more than just vegetables and such in my ship's equipment space, right? There are also my clothes, daily necessities and such, and it just feels a bit strange to put them all together."

"Then it can only be said that you don't organize the ship's equipment space... I see that Yixian organized it very well, so that daily necessities and fruits and vegetables are separated."

Cleveland blushed slightly, a hint of panic in her voice. Oh no, this just revealed her dislike of organizing her ship's equipment space... ugh...

"But Sister Yixian is a cook, so she likes to leave it like this. The eldest sister can't cook, so she doesn't know how to store fruits and vegetables."

Birmingham, who was standing to the side with his hands raised, carrying a shipping container the size of a minibus, silently passed by and offered some words of comfort to his boss.

Well done, Birmingham! The boss didn't spoil you for nothing! Cleveland secretly rejoiced.

Ren Shuo thought for a moment and said, "That's true..."

"Commander, speaking of summer nights, are there any tests of courage?"

Columbia emerged from the warehouse, chewing bubble gum, and mumbled incoherently.

Ren Shuo nodded: "Yes, there is a test of courage. Do you want to participate?"

"Great! But Commander, I want to scare people!" Columbia was very excited.

Ren Shuo said, "But for the sake of fun, we've already decided that whoever gets drawn will be the one to scare the others, and the rest will be paired up and then drawn into groups again."