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"I'm sorry, the update is late. I've been revising it over and over, but I still feel unsatisfied. This is all I can do."
"Don't you recognize me?" The Black-Haired Woman looked up, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes as she gazed at Chuyang.
Could it be that she had mistaken him for someone else? But those eyes, that mouth, those ears—this was clearly Admiral! And he was sure of his feelings, so why did Admiral look like she didn't recognize him?
"Really, you don't know who I am?" The Black-Haired Woman furrowed her brows. Perhaps recalling something, she turned her eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I must have mistaken you for someone else. But I've already eaten your food; you don't mind, do you?"
"Uh! It's fine, take your time," Chuyang replied with a somewhat dazed expression.
To be honest, he was stunned. The moment the woman looked up, he was presented with an incredibly beautiful face. To borrow a phrase from a novel: "Her brows resembled distant mountains shrouded in mist, her eyes like autumn waters holding gentle waves, her skin as white as snow, and her hair like floating clouds." In short, the Black-Haired Woman was very beautiful.
Of course, for Chuyang, surrounded by many beautiful women like Lexington, Saratoga, Prince of Wales, and Richelieu—who were all stunning in their own right—he shouldn't have lost his composure like this. But how could he help it?
Despite Lexington, Saratoga, Prince of Wales, and Richelieu being equally breathtaking and more aligned with Eastern aesthetics due to their features leaning towards the East, they were still blonde and blue-eyed—not standard Easterners. However, the woman before him had black hair and black eyes; she had a distinctly Eastern appearance. Moreover, she exuded a graceful aura as if she had stepped out of a classical painting. To describe her in one sentence: "Pure water brings forth lotus flowers; natural beauty needs no embellishment."
"Is it really okay? I feel so embarrassed." Although she said this, the Black-Haired Woman showed no hesitation in her actions. Regardless of whether Chuyang—the host—had started eating or not, she enjoyed the food heartily.
"Don't mention it. With such a large spread of dishes, my wife and I can't finish it all; feel free to help yourself," Chuyang said with feigned generosity.
Initially, when the Black-Haired Woman asked if Chuyang recognized her, he instinctively thought that she might also be one of his Fleet Girls. However, when she mentioned that she had mistaken him for someone else, it left him uncertain.
Indeed, he had many Fleet Girls under his command; however, compared to all the Fleet Girls in the world, they were just a drop in the ocean. There was no reason to assume that every Fleet Girl who approached him was his; Chuyang wasn't arrogant enough to think that way. Perhaps it was just as she said—she had simply mistaken him for someone else.
But this did not stop Chuyang from feeling eager to make a connection. It was rare to encounter a stranger Fleet Girl who didn't treat him coldly; if he didn't try to engage with her now, what would be the difference from being a salted fish?
Moreover, she had already eaten his food. As the saying goes: "One who receives kindness should repay it." A delicious meal is hard to forget. When Lexington returned later on and he and his wife harmonized together in conversation, there might even be a chance to bring this girl home.
"Are you married?" The Black-Haired Woman paused, a fleeting shadow of sadness flashing in her eyes.
"Yes, I married my Secretary Ship, Lexington."
"She must be beautiful!" The Black-Haired Woman completely lost her appetite, resting her chin on her hands and staring blankly at Chuyang.
"Um, did we know each other before?" The intensity of her gaze made Chuyang doubt the Black-Haired Woman's identity.
"I don't know you; this is our first meeting," the Black-Haired Woman replied earnestly. She wasn't lying; she had only seen photos at the Naval Base, and this was indeed her first time seeing the Admiral in person.
"Oh! Do you have an Admiral?" Since the other party seemed very interested in him, Chuyang's confidence surged. Perhaps he could handle things on his own without waiting for Lexington.
"You want to recruit me," the Black-Haired Woman said with a playful smile, her eyes sparkling.
"Let me formally introduce myself. I am Chuyang, a graduate of Rongcheng Naval Academy. I command Aircraft Carrier Lexington, Saratoga, Enterprise, Battleship Richelieu, Prince of Wales, Veneto, Andrea Doria, Kayo, Light Cruiser Kirov, Isuzu, Destroyer Firefly, Carmicia, Aviere, Amethyst, as well as Submarine Bluefin Tuna and Shooting Fish—these sixteen Fleet Girls. May I ask, beautiful lady, are you interested in becoming one of my Fleet Girls?"
Chuyang laid out all the assets of his Naval Base in one breath; the implication was clear: my Naval Base is powerful; following me would be a wise choice.
"Chutong, don't you think you've overlooked something?"
"Overlooked what?" Chuyang asked in confusion.
"Chutong, do you really not know what you've overlooked?" The Black-Haired Woman asked again.
"I don't know." Chuyang felt something was off but couldn't pinpoint what it was.
"Forget it. Since you can't remember, I'll just continue eating my meal." With that, the Black-Haired Woman transformed her frustration into appetite and began to eat heartily.
Although she ate quickly and eagerly, there was nothing crude about it; instead, it exuded a unique beauty and elegance.
Under Chuyang's watchful gaze, a table full of dishes disappeared at an exaggerated speed. When the Black-haired Woman swallowed the last Braised Meatball, she wiped her mouth with a napkin and let out a satisfied burp, looking a bit shy as she said, "I ate so much, I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself and finished all the food. Your wife won't be angry when she arrives, right?"
"No, it's just one meal. We can order more," Chuyang replied.
Compared to a meal, the Fleet Girls were certainly more important. As for whether Lexington would be angry, a virtuous wife wouldn't get upset over such matters; on the contrary, she would probably support his efforts to recruit more ships.
"By the way, you still haven't answered me. Are you willing to make me your Fleet Girls?"
"Although I really want to agree, I already have an Admiral. What should I do?" The Black-Haired Woman looked at Chuyang with a troubled expression.
"Damn it, even good cabbage is pushed by pigs." Chuyang thought furiously. However, he also knew that making a move on a Fleet Girl who already had an owner was a major taboo for an Admiral, so he could only force a smile and say, "I'm sorry for being presumptuous."
"But my Admiral has been missing for a long time."
"......" Chuyang was speechless. Miss, can't you finish your sentence in one go? You have to pause in between; that could lead to misunderstandings. Wait, what did she just say? That her Admiral has been missing for a long time? This...
"You are my Fleet Girls, right?"
"Yes, my Admiral finally remembers." A hint of melancholy appeared on the Black-Haired Woman's face before she quickly changed the subject and said, "But Admiral, do you know who I am? If you can't call my name, I won't go with you."
"Akagi, is it fun to tease your Admiral like this?"
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