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After leaving the academy, Chuyang changed into a different outfit and took Firefly on the tram heading towards the city center.
Since he was going to buy clothes for Kiddo, Chuyang planned to purchase several outfits. Although there were several Children's Clothing Stores along the academy road, they were all small shops with limited styles to choose from. In contrast, there was a large shopping mall in the city center.
It was evident that Firefly was in a good mood during the ride; Kiddo frequently pointed out buildings outside the window, asking what each one was.
"Sir, your daughter is very cute," said a young man sitting next to them with a hint of envy in his voice.
"She..." Chuyang initially wanted to say that Firefly wasn't his daughter, but suddenly recalled a thought in his mind. He swallowed the words he was about to say and smiled, "Yes, she is very cute."
Upon hearing the young man's words, Kiddo perked up her ears. Seeing that Chuyang did not refute him but instead agreed, she buried her little head into Chuyang's arms and whispered in a voice only he could hear, "Brother Chu Yang, you're a big bad guy; Firefly isn't your daughter!"
"Yes, she's not," Chuyang replied softly. However, deep down, he gained a deeper understanding of his own judgment.
In his previous life, while playing games, Chuyang had put considerable effort into choosing his initial ship. To be honest, he initially favored Blizzard over Firefly. No matter how you looked at it, Blizzard's character design was more appealing to many "gentlemen" than Firefly's. Even when Firefly underwent modifications and Blizzard did not, it did not change Chuyang's choice. However, after reading one of Firefly's character settings, he changed his mind.
According to the official game setting, Firefly was a tragic girl who lacked paternal love and longed for her father to buy her new clothes but could not have them.
It was precisely because of this setting that a certain player with questionable morals chose Firefly.
Now looking at the Loli in his arms, both in appearance and personality, she matched closely with what he had experienced in the game. What did this mean? Chuyang felt hesitant to think about it; perhaps when he returned home tonight and asked Firefly in detail, everything would have an answer.
Buying clothes was straightforward; in such a large mall, there were plenty of outfits suitable for Firefly. Thus, Chuyang decided to buy over ten sets for Loli at once. However, it was clear that Firefly preferred British-style clothing; among these ten or so outfits, most were similar in style and design to what she was currently wearing. Only one piece—a pink fluffy skirt—was chosen at Chuyang's strong insistence.
When Chuyang and Firefly returned to Harmony Villa, it was almost seven in the evening.
After having a simple dinner and washing all the clothes bought for Firefly, hanging them on the drying rack, Chuyang finally went back to the bedroom on the second floor.
As expected, Firefly, who had returned to the room earlier, was not asleep. Little Kiddo was sitting on the bed in her pink pajamas, her big blue eyes wide open, waiting for Chuyang to tell her a story.
"Firefly, let's not tell a story just yet. Can you answer a few questions for Brother Chuyang first?"
"Okay, but after I answer, you have to tell me a story."
"Deal."
"Then go ahead and ask!"
"Does your Lexington Sister often wear a white military dress uniform from America at the old Naval Base? And does she have a white wedding dress?"
"Yes."
"Is Richelieu like you, with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a blue and white knight's outfit and holding a knight's longsword?"
"Yes! But Brother Chuyang, how did you know that?" Firefly asked curiously. She remembered not telling Brother Chuyang about these things!
"Little Firefly, please listen to the third question. Does the Prince of Wales wear an eye patch and often hold a goblet filled with red wine?"
"Yes, yes. But Brother Chuyang, when Princess of Wales first came to the Naval Base, she didn't wear an eye patch. It was only after some time that she started wearing it. But her eyes are perfectly fine; why does she need to wear an eye patch?" Firefly never understood this question. She had asked the Prince of Wales before, but he wouldn't tell her.
Before the transformation, there was no eye patch; after the transformation, she started wearing one. That made sense, so they continued.
"Firefly, please pay attention to the occasion. Let's continue with question four: Do Reputation and counterattacks always wear maid outfits in Naval Base?"
"Yes."
"Question five: Does Bismarck have a black cat named Oscar?"
"Correct."
"Question six: Is Veneto only one point three meters tall?"
"That should be right! She should be taller than Firefly."
"Question seven: Does Helena like to wear bikinis?"
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"Question fifty-eight: Do you often have Fleet Girls go missing in Naval Base?"
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"Question ninety-nine: Firefly, when you first arrived at Naval Base, did you not wear any underwear?"
"Zzzz"
"Oh, she's asleep!" Chuyang chuckled lightly, tucking little Kiddo in, then turned to the window, gazing at the starry sky and inevitably fell into deep thought.
The questions he had just asked were almost all official settings from the game of his previous life, as well as things players often did while playing. The situation of Firefly's previous Naval Base actually matched perfectly with the questions he asked. What does this signify?
Without mentioning anything else, just based on the appearance of the Fleet Girls, before encountering Firefly and Lexington, he had not seen a single Fleet Girl that matched the game during his three years in Rongcheng. However, the Fleet Girls at that mysterious Naval Base completely fit the game's setting. If it were merely a coincidence, it would be too coincidental. One or two could be explained, but if all the Fleet Girls in that Naval Base matched, it becomes hard to justify.
Secondly, in this world, the Fleet Girls truly exist. They are indistinguishable from humans when not in their ship forms; they have flesh and blood, independent consciousness, and rich emotions. In such circumstances, it is inconceivable that hundreds or thousands of Fleet Girls in the Naval Base could mysteriously disappear. Even if just one went missing, an Admiral would desperately search for them, wanting to see either the wreckage of warships or the person themselves, sometimes even involving the Gendarmerie. Yet at Firefly's original mysterious Naval Base, Fleet Girls disappeared in large numbers without their Admiral even sending out a search party or mentioning it in subsequent telegrams. Is there really such an Admiral?
Of course there is; that would be the player from his previous life. Repeating ships or dog food without breaking down or enhancing them—what else could be done? They just take up space in the dock! Besides, they are merely strings of data; which player would care about those? Everyone does it this way, right? This is the only way to explain why their previous Admiral never showed up. Why Firefly and Lexington could never find the location of their former Naval Base? Why there is no record of that Naval Base in this world? Simply because that mysterious Naval Base does not exist in this world at all.
But what good does understanding all this do? He can't tell Firefly and Lexington that they were once virtual characters in a game who crossed over into this world for some unknown reason. Is that even possible? He would be considered insane.
By the way, the song "Fireflies" sung by Firefly. Chuyang vaguely remembers that when he first played the Fleet Girls game in his previous life, there was a time when he set his phone's ringtone for calls, messages, and alarms to "Fireflies." Additionally, Firefly mentioned that the gramophone at their Naval Base would ring every morning at seven o'clock. Since he started working, his phone alarm has also been set for seven o'clock and has never been changed even on holidays. Based on these two points, there is an eighty percent chance that the mysterious Naval Base where Firefly used to be is actually the game client on his phone, and the Fleet Girls inside are naturally his; he is their Admiral. But this seems useless too—if he now tells Firefly that he is her former Admiral, do you think she would believe him?
The answer is no; simply because every Admiral's Mental Power fluctuations are different in this world. If he were truly Firefly's Admiral before, then she wouldn't even need to sign a contract; Fleet Girls could sense it intuitively. But now, does Firefly show any signs of recognizing him? If she did, she wouldn't keep calling him "Bastard Admiral."
Thinking of this made Chuyang feel a bit tearful. Clearly, Lexington was originally his Fleet Girl and was the only Wedding Ship to whom he had given a Contract Ring while playing the game. Yet now she doesn't recognize him at all. Even more tragically, Lexington still longs for her former Admiral but cannot recognize him now. Should Chuyang feel comforted by Lexington's unwavering loyalty? Or...
As for revealing everything and telling Firefly and Lexington the truth about this whole situation from beginning to end, Chuyang never considered it; it was simply too absurd. Moreover, even if he did say it out loud, Firefly and Lexington wouldn’t believe him because it would overturn their understanding of the entire world and deny their existence's significance to some extent. Therefore, Chuyang could only keep this matter to himself.
"Lexington, my dear."
Looking out at the starry night sky through the window, Chuyang softly murmured with an increasingly determined expression.
If earlier Chuyang had approached Lexington with a trial-and-error attitude—whether successful or not didn’t matter—now he was resolute; Lexington was his Wedding Ship and his wife who must stay by his side. He would never allow her to be lost again. Furthermore, not just Lexington; if possible, Chuyang wanted to bring back all the Fleet Girls from the Naval Base.
But what would happen after finding them? They wouldn’t recognize him at all; should he really chase each one down? It seemed like quite a daunting task. It looks like he needs to visit a bookstore tomorrow to buy some books like "Love Manual," "The Education of Flower Season Girls," or "Children's Songs Three Hundred."
Meanwhile, while Chuyang was secretly worrying about future matters, under the same sky, Lexington stood by her window gazing at the stars.
The night was already deep. For Lexington, who had maintained good habits since leaving the Naval Base, she would have long been asleep at this hour in the past. But tonight she couldn’t sleep.
To be honest, Lexington somewhat regretted attending the Naval Academy. If it weren't for that, she wouldn't have encountered the fireflies, nor would she have learned from them about the Admiral's disappearance. Then, she would still be the same person she used to be. Although she was heartbroken after being expelled from the Naval Base and abandoned by the Admiral, she would never have fallen into despair like she was now.
Ignorance is not a form of happiness; being told the truth is far more painful than being kept in the dark.
The Admiral was gone, the Admiral was no longer there, and as the Admiral's Wedding Ship and wife, did she still have any meaning?
However, thinking of her sister Saratoga, who was somewhere unknown, Lexington couldn't help but sigh. Perhaps from the very beginning, she was never a qualified Wedding Ship or a qualified wife.
Pulling the curtains closed, Lexington turned on the chandelier in her bedroom and walked over to a floor-length mirror placed in the corner. She took off her white silk nightgown.
The woman in the mirror had smooth, flaxen long hair, delicate features, a fair neck, and rounded shoulders. She raised her hands along her exquisite collarbone and cupped her full breasts. Her long, fair legs were together, forming a perfect inverted triangle at the thighs. Her skin was smooth and tender, with no excess flesh on her waist and abdomen. From any angle, it was a mature and voluptuous figure.
A woman flourishes for those who appreciate her beauty; however, this body of hers would no longer be revealed before any man.
Thinking this way, Lexington took out a pure white wedding dress from the nearby wardrobe and put it on.
Gently rubbing the ring on her left hand's ring finger with her fingers, she looked at the beautiful bride in the mirror. A hot tear rolled down from Lexington's eye.
"Admiral, I'm sorry, but Lexington will always be your Wedding Ship, your wife."
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