Elder brother's garrison

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“Hmm…” York nodded.

"What's wrong?" Xiaobai asked.

"...Um." York hesitated for a moment, then finally mustered his courage and made up his mind, "...Glorious Sister is leaving Chapter Two this afternoon...and Brother Luo Yin bought his train ticket a few days ago and is probably packing his luggage now, so could I..."

York's voice grew weaker and weaker.

"Is Admiral Luo Yin leaving today?"

"……Um."

"I haven't prepared a gift for Admiral Luo Yin yet... Oh dear, York, hurry up and pack. Admiral Luo Yin is family, after all. You should at least say goodbye. Oh, speaking of which, you still have your personal belongings at your old naval base, right? Why don't you go back and get them while you're at it? I still need to prepare the gift for Admiral Luo Yin. Oh, right, York, you can't wear that outfit. You were through so much yesterday, it's all torn. If Admiral Luo Yin sees it, he'll think I bullied you and he'll be angry. Anyway, go buy some clothes first, and then..."

As Xiaobai spoke, he stood up from the steps.

York didn't say anything, he just stared blankly at Little White, looking completely surprised.

"York? What's wrong?" Little White asked curiously, noticing that York hadn't moved for a while.

The next second, York rushed into Little White's arms and gave her a big hug. After saying that he was going to buy new clothes and would be back soon, he grabbed the money and ran out of the yard.

Xiaobai watched York's departing figure with some confusion.

York's reaction was strange.

Xiao Bai breathed a sigh of relief, walked back to her room, opened the door, and went inside.

Before leaving, Xiaobai suddenly looked at the gate of the courtyard with a strange expression.

—Speaking of which, what did York originally want from me?

Never mind, I'll ask again later.

Xiaobai closed the door behind her.

A dozen minutes later, York, now dressed in simple clothes, ran back into the yard. In the yard, Little White was chatting with Nia, who had just woken up. Seeing York return, Little White walked up to him and handed him a notebook.

York seems to be quite used to a simple life. The money Xiaobai gave York was enough for him to buy any trendy fashion item, but York only bought himself an outfit that was not much different from his previous ones.

"York, remember to give this to Admiral Luo Yin," Xiao Bai whispered after handing the notebook to York.

"Huh? Aren't you coming with me?" York asked, somewhat bewildered.

“I’m not going,” Xiaobai smiled. “It would be too awkward for me to go now, so York, please remember to say hello to Admiral Luo Yin for me.”

"..." York, with a complicated expression, hugged his laptop and nodded quietly.

York's expression was a mixture of sadness and emotion.

Only after York's figure disappeared into the street outside the courtyard did Xiaobai turn her gaze to Nia.

"Little White, you're such a good person," Nia said with a smile to Little White.

"Huh? What kind of good person?"

“If it were me, I wouldn’t feel comfortable letting York go back to her old garrison alone.” Nia smiled somewhat apologetically. “I would have gone with her no matter what.”

“York’s ancestral home is there, so she can go back and visit whenever she wants,” Xiaobai said.

"Like a married woman who occasionally goes back to her parents' home?" Nia covered her mouth and laughed. "Now that you mention it, I really envy York."

Xiao Bai looked at Nia helplessly: "Nia is joking with me again."

Nia pursed her lips, smiled quietly, and looked at Little White.

—This is no joke.

Nia was truly envious.

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York, clutching his notebook, ran through the streets, retracing yesterday's route towards Roin's garrison.

It was still early morning, and the streets were still sparsely populated. As York ran, the happiness in his heart was as heavy as a full water tank.

This sense of happiness stems from Xiaobai's loyalty to him and his trust in their relationship.

York closed his eyes, thinking about what Little White had said to him that morning, and was deeply moved.

This morning, York approached Xiaobai, intending to ask if he could see Glory and the others off.

York was actually quite conflicted. She knew that as a ship girl who had switched ships, maintaining ties with her former naval base was a serious taboo. She had actually prepared herself for Shiro to reject her.

However, Xiaobai did not refuse York's request. In fact, before York could speak, she took the initiative to suggest that York go back and see his family off.

Nothing could have made York happier and more moved than this.

Nothing is more joyful than not having to give up either family or love.

Luo Yin acknowledged York's love for Miss Pachina, while Xiao Bai acknowledged York's affection for his former garrison sister and the admiral.

York felt he must have saved the galaxy in his past life to have met these two admirals.

York was incredibly moved.

With a surge of emotion, York quickened his pace and returned to the familiar Royne courtyard, looking at the gate with a complex expression.

In short, tell Sister Glory that you're doing well.

In that naval base, there are beautiful older sisters and cute and obedient younger sisters. The admiral and the ship girls get along very well. They don't mind his transfer there, and Shiro doesn't mind him coming back to visit his family.

Having gathered his emotions, York pushed open the door and shouted into the yard.

"Glorious Sister—I'm coming—"

"Oh my waist, it's too tight, it's too tight! It's going to break! Please be gentle!"

"Admiral, have you been lacking exercise lately? I think your waist seems to have gotten thicker."

"My waist is thick because I'm a man. Normal men's waists are thicker than women's."

"Admiral, if you really want to, you can still have a waist as slender as a girl's. Now I'm going to put in some effort."

"Huh? What, so you didn't use it just now... Aaaaaaah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it really ...!!!"

After a day's absence, Admiral Luo Yin's pig-like screams echoed from the courtyard.

York stood at the door, staring blankly at the yard.

In the courtyard, only Guangrong and Luo Yin were present.

Luo Yin knelt on the ground, and Glorious stepped on Luo Yin's waist with one foot. She grabbed the buttons on Luo Yin's clothes and tried hard to fasten them together.

Luo Yin let out a scream.

With a snap, Glory buttoned up Luo Yin's clothes, then sighed and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Finally, like a sculptor sipping red wine and admiring his masterpiece, he looked at Luo Yin on the ground with satisfaction.

Luo Yin wore brown boots on her legs.

She was wearing a long pink dress.

The fluffy lace pattern and pink bows adorn the long dress like scattered flowers, adding a lot of cute cartoon charm.

Luo Yin had long, wavy golden hair on her head. With the wispy strands of hair framing her face, her already somewhat androgynous handsome features suddenly appeared even more delicate and adorable.

There was a snap.

York's laptop slipped from his hands and fell to the ground with a thud.

Chapter 857 Crossdressing is either zero times or countless times

"Snapped!"

The sound of the laptop hitting the ground seemed somewhat abrupt in the empty courtyard.

Before this sound came out, Luo Yingying, who had just put on women's clothing, was rubbing the ground in exhaustion. Behind him, his secretary, Glorious, stepped on Luo Yin's waist, which he had finally managed to tighten. She loosened her hands from the thin threads of the buttons on Luo Yingying's waist and wiped non-existent sweat from her forehead while looking at the cross-dressing expert in front of her with satisfaction.

Then, Luo Yingying and Guangrong, who heard the sound of the laptop falling to the ground, turned their heads and looked towards the gate of the courtyard.

At the gate of the courtyard.

York, who hadn't been seen all night, stood there prettily, staring at Luo Yingying with empty eyes and a cold expression.

He looked utterly despondent.

"..." Luo Yin.

"……"glory.

“…” York.

The three of them remained in their own positions, looking at each other without saying a word.

In that instant, it was as if time itself had stood still; the air moved slowly as if it were filled with lead, and a heavy atmosphere continued to brew.

for a long time.

York made a move.

She silently took a step back, leaving the courtyard, then reached out and slowly closed the courtyard gate.

"York!! Wait! Where are you going! Wait a minute! There's a reason for this! It's not what you think! Wait!! York—!!" Luo Yin quickly reached out to stop York.

"You—listen—to—explain—ahhhhhhh!!!"

A cry symbolizing male dignity burst forth from the cross-dressing man's throat, carrying a tearing despair that instantly shattered the heavy air.

After a chaotic scene, York, who was finally brought back to his senses by Glorious, held a cup of tea that Glorious had poured for him and looked at Luo Yin sitting not far away with a conflicted expression.

The atmosphere in the living room was somewhat tense.

"York, would you like some cookies?" Glory asked as he walked up to York with a box of snacks.

"Um……"

"Remember to let me know when you've finished your tea, and I'll pour you another one."

"Um……"

"Don't be too reserved, just make yourself at home."

"..." York held the teacup delicately, sipping the tea in small sips.

Putting aside the questionable aspects of Glorious's lines, York currently has no energy to criticize Glorious, as his attention is completely drawn to the former admiral sitting opposite him.

Luo Yin, with a dark expression, sat opposite York, his hands clasped over his mouth, remaining silent and looking very solemn and serious.

York's gaze lingered for a moment on Luo Yin's golden wavy wig and the white gloves on his arms.

York felt unwell all over.

York vaguely recognized Luo Yin's outfit; it seemed to be the costume of a character in a game that was quite popular a while ago. It was a princess dress with a long skirt, lace patterns, bows, and other cute designs.

—However, York never imagined he would see this thing on his former admiral.

"In short, York, let me explain..."

"Uh, no, I didn't mean to discriminate against you, I understand." York quickly looked away and sipped his tea.

"No, no, no, I think that's exactly what needs to be explained."

"Really, it's not necessary... I understand cross-dressing... Although I only found out now, judging from the current level of completion, Brother Luo Yin, you must have been holding back for a long time..."

With a loud bang, Luo Yin, his face filled with grief, slammed his hand on the table, causing the cookies placed in front of York to tremble.

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Luo Yin jumped to his feet, clutching his chest, and looked at York.

"York! You have to believe me! I'm not a cross-dresser!" Luo Yin clutched his chest and said to York, "I hate cross-dressing the most! I'm a normal man with a normal sexual orientation! I've never even thought about cross-dressing!"

Luo Yin spoke with conviction, slapping the pink bow on her chest with one hand, making a loud snapping sound, while the golden curls beside her cheeks swung back and forth like swings.

"Admiral." Glorious stepped out from behind Luo Yin, smiling as she calmed him down. Then she reached out and touched the golden crown on Luo Yin's head. "Don't get too excited, or the crown will fall off."

York turned his head away, unable to bear looking at him.

Luo Yin covered her face and plopped back down.

Although Luo Yin and York seemed to have varying degrees of negative opinions about Luo Yin's outfit, Glory seemed quite fond of it. After Luo Yin sat down, Glory walked over to York and looked at him with a smile.

"You're back to visit family so soon?"

"Ha...haha..." York chuckled dryly, took a few sips of tea, and for a moment, she didn't know how to say the lines she had prepared. "Hmm..."

"You're a good girl, I didn't raise you for nothing." Glory pulled up a stool, sat down next to York, and said with a smile.

"Glorious Sister... Could the Admiral be broken?"