York looked at Wang Yu with a longing expression, her big, watery eyes blinking, a hint of pleading in her gaze, making her appear utterly pitiful.
“I can’t stand you,” Wang Yu said, getting up and ruffling York’s head.
Gascogne had officially taken over the duties of the port’s instructor.
To restore the port’s glory, Gascogne felt it was her inescapable duty!
She was determined to develop York, the future Royal heavy cruiser powerhouse, into an outer knight of the Vichy Church!
When York was at Headquarters before, she did have mandatory classes to attend.
However, there weren’t many classes in a week, and no one asked her to do extra training, so York’s life at Headquarters was relatively carefree.
But coming to the new port was different; it was like a new recruit at school officially graduating to become a full-fledged soldier.
As Tianqing Port’s only Vanguard Fleet and the first Ship Girls Wang Yu truly acquired in this world, everyone naturally had high expectations for her.
Moreover, strength is indeed the foundation of everything. With strength, you can do whatever you want at sea, at most dancing on the Siren Fleet’s graves, casually complaining about how much time was wasted and how much ammunition was consumed...
But if one’s strength isn’t enough, even escort missions would likely be fraught with anxiety, fearing an attack from the Siren Fleet.
He certainly couldn't let York never go on missions and stay in the port forever; even if he was willing, York probably wouldn't be.
So, after Gascogne took on some of the Secretary Ship’s work, she also became responsible for York’s tactical training.
It wasn’t that York found the daily training particularly hard; it was just that Gascogne viewed York’s progress in terms of the past members of the port, which put a lot of pressure on York.
Currently, Gascogne has only one requirement for York: that York can break through Gascogne’s defenses.
Just causing damage would be enough!
Honestly, Wang Yu found this requirement quite absurd when he heard it.
Gascogne, you are a Level 125 fully equipped blueprint Ship Girls, while York is just a small ship not yet at Level 10. How is York supposed to penetrate your defenses?
However, it is said that the training has been very effective, and York no longer clamors to be taken out on sorties...
But Ship Girls training naturally has its own logic; he doesn’t understand their training, so he naturally wouldn’t interfere at such a time. He definitely wouldn’t do something like an amateur directing an expert.
For this, he specially approved York to use live ammunition for practice during training. Anyway, it was all ineffective, all invalid attacks, so the effect would be the same no matter what was used.
Using live ammunition also allows her to experience the feeling of actual combat. Wang Yu probably guessed that Gascogne arranged this to help York quickly experience the feeling of actual combat and learn how to fight against powerful enemies. Sufficient pressure can bring sufficiently fast growth.
Wang Yu also believed that York could completely withstand this pressure and grow. For no other reason than that his girl must be the most outstanding!
However, daily training, while important, also requires a balance of work and rest.
“Commander, do you not like York anymore? You always tell Sister Gascogne to rest more, but you never say such things to me. And you don’t play with York much anymore.”
York held Wang Yu’s hand and shook it, thinking that if the Commander didn’t agree, she would shake him apart!
Gascogne doesn't want to rest for even a minute in a week, while you want to rest all week. How can that be the same?
However, there were still holidays to be had; he, as the Commander, wouldn’t even deny Ship Girls their weekends.
Considering how busy this week has been, and now that most of the matters have been handled, with no important tasks remaining, it would be better for everyone to relax together.
Doing activities together can also deepen relationships, right?
“Alright then, everyone will take a day off today.” He quickly withdrew his arm, narrowly avoiding becoming a Condor Hero.
May had already passed, and the summer heat was growing stronger. The sun outside was still bright, making it a perfect time for a beach trip.
Wang Yu quickly finished the few remaining documents in his hand, then freed up time to message Glorious.
After finishing his work, he pulled York, who had long grown a bit impatient, out the door. They didn’t take a car, but simply walked towards the beach.
Gascogne silently followed behind, quietly watching the Commander and York, who were walking and playfully bickering, a slight smile on her lips.
When they arrived at the beach, they found Glorious already waiting there.
They had been playing and bickering the whole way, leaving early but arriving late.
“Everyone has worked hard during this period. Currently, everything at the port has gotten on track, and this is all thanks to your efforts, so,” Wang Yu paused and spread his hands; “Now that most of the matters have been resolved, everyone doesn’t need to work so hard anymore. To reward everyone, today is a special holiday. You don’t need to worry about anything; just have fun today.”
Clap, clap, clap!
York clapped vigorously beside him, her face clearly saying, “Commander, hurry up.”
Wang Yu waved his hand helplessly, and York happily shouted some unintelligible slogans as she ran off, kicking up large amounts of sand.
She happily rushed into the sea, zipping back and forth on the surface, like she was skateboarding.
Hmm, there’s progress! Can she move freely by the sea without materializing her rigging? Her control over her power has indeed strengthened. I’ll assume she hasn’t been slacking off in training.
York had gained several levels these past few days; he noticed it when he routinely checked the Commander System. Unfortunately, it wasn’t very useful; this level of strength still needed to be nurtured first.
Don’t even think about sorties!
Wang Yu heard York happily shouting at him from the sea.
“Commander, come surf! I’ll make you fly!”
No, I really can’t surf that.
Wang Yu didn’t want to pay any attention to York. If I played like that, I’d die instantly.
It’s one thing for you to drag me around on land, but you want to torment me in the sea too? A Commander’s life isn’t meant to be messed with like this. Wouldn’t it be better to just find a place to lie down and sunbathe?
He remembered that Gascogne seemed to have a swimsuit skin, but the weather wasn't that hot yet.
Wanting to see it was one thing; he also felt too embarrassed to bring it up.
After all, he still needed to maintain his image as the Commander in front of Da Jia Jia. If Glorious wasn't there, he might have shamelessly tried, and Da Jia Jia would probably blush, steam rising from her face, and eventually comply without saying a word of refusal. Then he would... hehehe!
But with Glorious also present, he still couldn't be that thick-skinned.
Noticing Glorious looking at him, Wang Yu quickly sat up straight, as if admiring the distant scenery.
