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A woman with long, golden hair that cascades down her back casually possesses a face that most women would envy and resent. Even dressed in loose loungewear, she cannot hide her curvaceous figure.
Sitting on the tatami mat of the balcony with a book titled "Cold Leaf" in her hands, she gazes blankly out the window.
It is clear that her mind is not on the book, as it has remained untouched for over half an hour.
Her thoughts have been in turmoil since she unexpectedly encountered Akagi on the street yesterday. She had always thought she didn’t care about the Admiral; after all, he had never appeared at the Naval Base, and she had never received any orders from him to set out on a mission, so there was no question of any feelings.
However, when Akagi asked her if she had seen the Admiral yesterday, her heart trembled involuntarily.
Reflecting on what she had told Bluefin Tuna and Shooting Fish before—that the Admiral's well-being had nothing to do with her—she realized it was merely a self-deceptive statement born from despair.
Bismarck and Tirpitz were searching for the Admiral, Akagi was looking for him, and although Bluefin Tuna and Shooting Fish claimed they were traveling around the world, weren’t they also searching for the Naval Base and the Admiral?
And what about her? Four years had passed in vain. Although she estimated that there was an eighty to ninety percent chance that something unfortunate had happened to the Admiral, was it really okay to do nothing?
By the time she arrived at the Naval Base, it was already quite late. All missions for external operations had been halted—whether for expeditions or drills. Even the telegrams requesting changes to Secretary Ships that the Admiral used to send frequently had not been received in a long time. If it weren’t for the occasional Fleet Girls walking out of the Shipyard at the Naval Base and the lingering feeling that the Admiral was still nearby, perhaps the Naval Base would have already fallen apart.
But even so, what could be done? The long passage of time and dull days made everything at the Naval Base feel somewhat lifeless. There were no competitions between Quincy, Aoba, and Oigen over idol status, nor did Fantasy and Richelieu dominate at the Naval Base. There were no English Blow Four Boats led by Prince of Wales or Italian Mafia Fire led by Veneto, nor could one see Obanorn and Brave digging for potatoes on the beach...
In short, the Naval Base fell into an indescribable silence for a moment, with everyone hiding in their rooms and rarely coming out. Newcomers like her naturally received little attention, and the same treatment was shared by Missouri, Lion, Shinano, and others.
She still remembered that the last ship built by the Admiral was William D. Porter. Shortly after this misfit left the Shipyard, an accident occurred at the Naval Base, and she ended up in Rongcheng.
However, what exactly happened at the Naval Base and how many people like her were left stranded outside remained unknown to the company. Even when she tried to ask Akagi for more information yesterday, she found that the usually quiet woman who never cared about others' gazes and loved to eat had already left.
It seemed hard to blame her; after all, on her very first day at the Naval Base, she had made such remarks in front of a group of Japanese Fleet Girls.
"I'm not targeting anyone; I'm saying that every one of you from the Japanese side is trash."
Such humiliating words would leave even the most good-tempered person with deep resentment towards her.
Of course, shortly after saying such things, she regretted it. She was neither the legendary war goddess Enterprise from history nor was her counterpart an old Japanese Navy Battleship. They were both Fleet Girls, two completely different existences. While there was an inevitable connection between them, it was unnecessary to impose the grievances of the Old World onto them as Fleet Girls.
However, the misunderstanding had already been sown, and there was nothing more to say; Enterprise was either too lazy or too disdainful to explain.
"Knock, knock..."
The knocking brought Enterprise back from her chaotic thoughts into reality. To be honest, she was somewhat reluctant to open the door. At this time and hour, aside from her neighbor, she couldn't think of anyone else who would come. This situation had persisted for a week since school went on winter break.
But since they were colleagues and neighbors who often crossed paths, Enterprise couldn't really take things too far. However, she had decided that today she would clarify things with her neighbor to avoid future troubles.
After putting away her book and throwing on a long coat, Enterprise went downstairs and opened the door.
"Good morning, Cold Professor. I wonder if you have time today; I would like to invite you to watch a movie."
Standing outside the door was a young man in his thirties, dressed in a meticulously tailored black suit. His side-parted hair was styled with gel, and he wore a composed smile on his face.
The young man's name was Chen Dong, also a professor at Rongcheng University. He completed his undergraduate studies at the same university, pursued his master's degree at the prestigious Kendo University in Europe, and later earned his doctorate at the renowned Harvard University in North America. In many ways, he was a typical academic overachiever. Perhaps due to the so-called "scholarly rivalry," Chen Dong often displayed an air of arrogance in front of his colleagues.
However, he presented a different demeanor when it came to enterprises. Since returning from studying abroad six months ago and taking up a teaching position at the university, he had been captivated by the corporate world and began pursuing it fervently.
People often say that highly educated women have a hard time finding partners, especially female PhDs and professors. This is partly because these women may not meet their parents' expectations in terms of appearance, but more fundamentally, it is because they tend to be older by the time they complete their studies, often past the ideal marrying age. Additionally, their high standards make it difficult for them to find unmarried men with similar educational backgrounds once they enter society, leading to this situation.
In contrast, from an outward appearance, she seemed to be in her early twenties and was quite attractive, so she did not lack suitors around her.
Chen Dong was merely one among many admirers vying for her attention, and he happened to be one of the more bothersome ones. Therefore, when she opened the door, she got straight to the point:
"I don't have time. Also, Chen Dong, please don't bother me again in the future, okay?"
Compared to other suitors, Chen Dong was quite persistent and clingy—exactly the type of person she found most annoying.
"Why not? As the saying goes, 'A graceful lady is sought after by gentlemen.' You should at least give me a reason for your rejection!"
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